Chapter 173 Say it again, try to respond
Ji Qingwu's palm was brushed by his hot lips, and he was about to withdraw his hand.
Then he said in a muffled voice: "Say it again."
Ji Qingwu's breath was still unstable, and he panted slightly as he said, "I don't want to marry Wei Ting."
The coolness of her fingertips and the honesty in her words successfully drove away all the turbidity in his heart.
Emperor Wu Su grabbed her hand tightly and held it in his palm.
Ji Qingwu's eyes were wet and his lips were moist as he continued, "I don't know why Wei Ting suddenly brought up the idea of marrying me. I was also surprised. When Wei Ting came today, I rejected him in person."
Emperor Wu Su's expression changed.
The secret report that came back from all over the world only said that the two of them had behaved intimately, but did not say that she had actually rejected the marriage proposal herself.
"really?"
He asked again.
Although his tone was light, his eyes had transformed from dark to an irrepressible brilliance.
Ji Qingwu understood why he was depressed. It turned out that the biggest problem was with himself.
Did he see all the embarrassing things she did in her previous attempt to win over Wei Ting?
As for the guzheng, she deliberately hid in front of a secluded lake to practice secretly, but she had no talent for music theory, and her playing sounded almost like the howling of ghosts and wolves.
Ji Qingwu couldn't bear to destroy Wei Ting's ears and was worried about what would happen if her impression score was deducted, so she never played the piano for Wei Ting.
How did Emperor Wu Su know about this? Did he hear her enchanting voice?
"Why aren't you talking?" He saw that she was absorbed in thought, her eyes moving around, with a lively expression.
Ji Qingwu looked at him and said, "It is absolutely true. Your Majesty, don't you still believe me?"
He rubbed her hand and said, "You are just a little liar."
"What did I lie about?"
As soon as the words fell, a cool breeze blew up, picking up the fallen leaves and flower buds on the ground, and swirled them under their feet.
Emperor Wu Su pressed her soft hand on his chest.
But Ji Qingwu suddenly felt his nose itchy and sneezed, which was a bit unpleasant.
The two went inside the house.
Ji Qingwu was sitting on the couch anxiously, with his hands on the edge of the couch, his body sitting straight, not like he was at home.
Emperor Wu Su pulled a chair and sat down near the couch.
Ji Qingwu sat stiffly in the main seat, and the emperor sat below her, but the majesty of the superior did not need to be reflected by the position.
The emperor was sitting opposite her, with his long legs apart, in an even more relaxed and casual posture than hers.
He asked calmly, "What did you say during the day?"
Emperor Wu Su was very interested in the process of her rejecting Wei Ting.
Ji Qingwu said bluntly: "It means that I don't want to marry him."
However, Wei Ting did not care about her wishes. Even if she said she didn't want to, he didn't intend to let her go.
Thinking of this, Ji Qingwu suddenly had an idea for some reason.
If the emperor ignored her feelings and forced her to enter the palace as a concubine, would she have any plan to deal with it?
This is a scary thought.
Ji Qingwu shook his head, trying to shake off the thought.
Emperor Wu Su saw her all night long, and she was distracted in front of him many times.
He opened his legs and clamped her knees. Ji Qingwu instantly felt the strong and slender pair of legs, and the abundant power that belonged to a man.
She immediately came to her senses and realized that she had been thinking too far.
Not to mention that Emperor Wu Su wanted to force her into the palace, even if he wanted to do something to her now, she could not escape or hide.
Ji Qingwu pursed her lips and looked at him.
Tonight, Emperor Wu Su was particularly persistent about this question: "If you don't want to marry Wei Ting, who do you want to marry?"
Ji Qingwu already had the answer.
The angry words he whispered in her ear, "You are not allowed to marry," were still deeply engraved in her mind.
She wants to marry someone else, how could the emperor agree?
She now seriously suspected that Princess Qingyun had interfered in her and Li Chengxun's affairs earlier, and that Emperor Wu Su might have been behind it.
Ji Qingwu whispered, "Can't you just not get married?"
Upon hearing this, Emperor Wu Su frowned. The answer was completely different from what he had expected.
She didn't want to marry anyone and treated everyone the same. Even they were not as good as Li Chengxun. At least he had made her want to get married.
The emperor choked: "Don't you want to marry every woman you meet?"
This meant that he was going to bring up old issues. Ji Qingwu was provoked by him and said angrily, "If that's the case, I see your Majesty the most, so I don't want to marry your Majesty."
Ji Qingwu hit the snake's weakest point accurately.
Emperor Wu Su's expression froze and his deep gaze fell on her face. Only then did she feel frightened.
After slapping the tiger's butt hard, Ji Qingwu thought about smoothing its fur. She hurriedly explained a few words.
"What I mean is that not wanting to marry Wei Ting doesn't mean I want to marry someone else."
Then he added weakly: "At least, I don't want to now."
Emperor Wu Su, who was classified as one of the others, couldn't help sighing in his heart.
At this moment, she was hugging her arms and looking at him with a timid look, which was a sign of insecurity.
Although he did not gain anything greater, hearing from her that she did not want to marry Wei Ting was enough to dispel most of the gloom in his heart.
In any case, this means that Wei Ting is not as important to her as he thinks.
Seeing that Emperor Wu Su remained silent.
Ji Qingwu's thoughts began to become active again.
The lights flickered. She had never felt that the lights in her house were so bright and gorgeous.
Her eyes fell on his robe. She had no idea what kind of fabric it was made of, but it seemed to be shining with tiny sparkles, so bright that she didn't know where to look.
Ji Qingwu's sitting posture was originally quite straight, but now it started to twist. She seemed not to know where to put her hands. She wanted to put them on her knees, but his thigh was next to her.
She could only touch her earlobes and ruffle her hair.
Being in the same room with Emperor Wu Su, even his breathing frequency seemed to be disordered.
The other party saw Ji Qingwu's uneasy look.
"you......"
The emperor suddenly frowned and looked at her.
He pulled her hand away from her ear and asked with concern, "Are you allergic?"
Ji Qingwu was stunned: "No, I didn't eat anything that I'm allergic to."
Emperor Wu Su smiled and said, "Why else would you be blushing and scratching your ears and cheeks?"
Ji Qingwu wanted to take her hand back, but he used the force to pull her back. He stood up slightly, put his long legs under her knees, and pulled her directly onto him.
"Let me take a closer look. Is it an allergy?"
Ji Qingwu looked embarrassed and wanted to bury her face, but all she could see was his solid chest.
As if he had sensed her thoughts, he raised his hand and stroked her long hair, then he placed his large palm on the back of her neck and pressed her into his arms.
"Awu."
Ji Qingwu wanted to raise her head from his arms, but he held her neck and refused to let her move.
He called out again in a low voice: "Awu."
Ji Qingwu sniffed the ambergris with his body temperature and gradually felt at ease. She tried to respond.
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