Chapter 172 Is He So Good? You are not allowed to marry!



Chapter 172 Is He So Good? You are not allowed to marry!

Ji Qingwu slowly turned his head and looked over.

Under the bright moonlight, the thick shadows of the trees almost completely covered the man's figure, and she could not see his face clearly.

But she knew who it was.

The cool breeze tugged at her hair, and the figure in front of her moved her heart.

In the darkness, all the senses become sensitive. Ji Qingwu stood there, hearing the sound of wind blowing through the leaves and his heartbeat in his chest.

She looked at him steadily.

The crescent moon was lonely, shining alone in the dark night. It also seemed to blend into the night, standing there silently, revealing a sense of loneliness.

She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she actually felt that the other person was a poor person who was abandoned here.

Ji Qingwu was shocked by his own thoughts.

Who in the world would feel pity for the emperor?

The night was getting darker and Ji Qingwu didn't know whether he was looking at her or not, and she didn't know what she would face later.

Based on previous experiences, Emperor Wu Su is in great danger at this moment.

She warned herself in her heart: Don't go over there, stay away from him, and it would be best if I could run away now.

But these feet did not move according to the head at all. They had their own will and walked towards him uncontrollably.

Ji Qingwu walked closer and looked up at Emperor Wu Su's eyes, which were cooler than the moon hanging in the night sky.

He didn't know how long he had been standing there. The night's chill was on his body, and there was a sycamore leaf on his shoulder.

Ji Qingwu stared at the leaf that fell on her moon-white brocade robe for a while, then she took a deep breath and asked carefully, "Your Majesty, why don't you go in?"

The previous two times, he went straight into the house without any courtesy, but today he was outside.

"You are not in the house."

He looked at her solemnly, his voice hoarse.

But the tone was gentler than she had ever heard before.

There were no expected questions or angry looks.

Ji Qingwu felt like someone was fluffing cotton in her heart, with catkins flying all over the sky. The light words "She is not in the room" almost suffocated her.

His face was hidden in the shadows. He said, "Where have you been? Why did you take so long to come back?"

Ji Qingwu began to explain his whereabouts without thinking, completely forgetting that there were secret guards there, so how could he not know where he had gone.

"I had dinner with Jiujiu, and then I chatted with her at my mother's Anjuyuan. Oh, yes, Jiujiu ate two braised lion's heads, half a steamed sea bass, and three pieces of osmanthus rice cakes."

There is no logic in this statement.

The content is like a daily account, dry and uninteresting.

Ji Qingwu paused for a moment. Perhaps the unexpected gentleness on his face gave her some encouragement.

She calmed herself down and said softly, "Jiujiu was not very happy today because her homework was not checked, but she was just sulking for a while. She ate her favorite food and she is asleep now."

After she finished speaking, she realized that she had been talking a lot and her mouth was a little dry.

She asked the emperor for his opinion: "Why don't we go inside and talk?"

Ji Qingwu waited quietly for a moment, but the emperor did not move.

He just said, "I am extremely unhappy today."

Sure enough, what she had thought of came true, and she still adopted the approach of using courtesy before force.

If the emperor is unhappy, it means someone is going to suffer. He came here specially, and the person who is going to suffer is none other than her.

Ji Qingwu's heart sank, and she clenched her fingers nervously. She suggested, "How about Your Majesty also eat something delicious like Jiujiu to relieve the stress?"

Emperor Wu Su remained unmoved and said, "Wei Ting came to see you."

There was no question in his tone, it was a calm statement.

Ji Qingwu nodded in acknowledgment without hesitation.

"He came over this afternoon. I didn't know he would come, nor did I know he would say that at the morning court today."

Emperor Wu Su raised his eyes and looked into her eyes which were still bright in the night, and the bottom of her eyes were like a deep pool.

"Are you happy now?"

Ji Qingwu instinctively knew that this question needed a proper answer, so she hesitated and said, "It's, it's OK."

She was indeed in a good mood.

To be precise, she felt a moment of joy and excitement when she saw him appear in Wutong Garden. If he had not asked about Wei Ting's affairs, she would have felt even better.

After hearing her answer, the last glimmer of light in Emperor Wu Su's eyes went out.

The loneliness that had just appeared on him disappeared completely like dust blown away by a gust of wind.

He grabbed her wrist and pulled her under the tree.

Ji Qingwu's back was leaning against the rough bark, and he was pressed hard in front of him, unable to move forward or backward.

She raised her lips in a wry smile. She was right. How could Emperor Wu Su have a weak side? Such a strong attitude was more like him.

Seeing the mocking smile on her face, he no longer concealed his possessiveness which had reached its peak.

Wherever his eyes went, it seemed as if he wanted to tear her tendons and cut her bones.

Ji Qingwu looked at his pure black pupils, which were captivating as if they wanted to suck her in.

Even though her wrist was pinched and her back was hurt, and she was completely at a disadvantage, she still said stubbornly, "Your Majesty, can't you see others in a good mood?"

The next moment, Emperor Wu Su slapped the tree trunk near her ear, instantly shaking off all the sycamore leaves and many unopened flower buds to the ground.

The palm with bulging veins was right next to Ji Qingwu's ear.

If she hit it crookedly, her head would end up like the flower bud on the ground.

She had never seen such a violent side of him before. Her face turned pale, her lips trembled, and she was so scared that she couldn't speak.

Emperor Wu Su completely tore off his mask and said fiercely: "He is so good that you still miss him so much!"

Ji Qingwu frowned, still in shock.

"He has so many letters from you in his hands, all of which are full of love and deep feelings. You are such a devoted woman."

"On his birthday, go to the desert and look for different-colored Welwitschia orchids, and wish him a thousand years of peace and happiness."

"He loves the music of stringed instruments, so you practiced the konghou so hard that your fingers became raw, just to please him."

......

Ji Qingwu's head was buzzing so much that she couldn't hear clearly what he said afterwards.

When she finally came back to her senses, she heard him whisper in her ear fiercely, "Don't marry me!"

Ji Qingwu opened his lips slightly, wanting to say something, but his lips were grabbed by him.

His aura poured into her body fiercely, eating away at her remaining sanity.

The flower buds on the ground emit a slightly sweet smell, but because they have not yet reached the time to bloom naturally, they are forcibly crushed open, and the smell has a hint of astringency.

Ji Qingwu's hand unconsciously climbed up his robe, and happened to grab the sycamore leaf that fell on his shoulder into his palm.

Just when she thought she was going to become fertilizer for the flowers under the sycamore tree, she was finally released for a while.

His lips were still against hers, and the intense darkness in his eyes frightened her.

When Emperor Wu Su was about to suppress it, Ji Qingwu covered his lips with his hands.

"I didn't agree to marry Wei Ting."

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