Chapter 290: The real beginning
Her hair is scattered like clouds, like strands of love woven on bright yellow brocade.
Ji Qingwu blinked slowly, regained consciousness, and looked at the emperor with eyes washed by tears.
However, instead of waiting for the intimacy and tenderness afterwards, Emperor Wu Su put on his pajamas and got out of bed.
All the moves I had prepared were useless, just like a delicate flower pierced by icy rain, unable to resist at all.
Ji Qingwu rubbed his sore eyes. The black hair by his ears was wet and stuck to his face, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.
She smoothed her hair and tried to prop herself up and sit up.
But I didn't dare to use any strength because of my sore waist and legs.
Watching him walk out with powerful and brisk steps, she pursed her lips and tears welled up in her eyes again.
There is pain and grievance.
Not long after, the quilt on the bed sank and Zhao Mingyan sat in front of her again. He went to the outer room and brought back something.
Ji Qingwu glanced at him, and a layer of pitiful light appeared in his eyes again.
But when she saw what he held in his hand, she immediately held back her tears.
Zhao Mingyan's eyes had become much clearer, no longer dark, and a faint smile appeared at the corners of his lips.
However, although this smile may seem bland, it is actually the result of an insatiable desire after tasting the sweetness of the food.
It can be seen from this smile that it is joy that comes from the heart.
But in Ji Qingwu's eyes, there was a certain cruelty, and she couldn't help but shudder.
Her body remembered that he had smiled like this, gently wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes with his calloused fingertips, coaxing her to relax, and...
"Awu, do you still remember?"
His hoarse voice rang above her head, and Ji Qingwu's whole body shrank, and her lower abdomen even felt a little pain.
How could Ji Qingwu not remember the thing that Emperor Wu Su was holding in his hand?
This was the Lu Ming Banquet held after Li Chengxun passed the imperial examination. She went to the banquet wearing a green belt on her open-front skirt.
It fell into the lotus pond at that time, and I went to look for it later but couldn't find it.
He actually kept it all the time.
Zhao Mingyan leaned down, and Ji Qingwu watched the green silk ribbon pass across her chest.
The tail floats over her round belly button.
Ji Qingwu tightened her abdomen, her eyes flickered violently, and she felt uneasy.
I know what will happen, but I don't know how it will happen.
Zhao Mingyan's hand followed the winding path of the belt on her body, moving down bit by bit.
The silk of the belt was smooth, but not as delicate as the skin on her waist. It slid off her body at the slightest touch.
The emperor picked up the belt that had fallen on the bright yellow brocade quilt, and rubbed it between his fingertips, as if he was recalling the situation at that time.
"I wanted to do more than just tear it off."
No matter what you wanted to do or hadn't done at that time, now you have already done it...
Seeing the smile on his lips getting deeper, Ji Qingwu smelled danger.
Her voice still had the nasal sound of crying, and she quickly said, "Your Majesty should have done everything he wanted to do."
Emperor Wu Su did not comment.
He lowered his eyes and straightened the green belt in his hand, just as Ji Qingwu's charming eyes slowly opened wide.
Covering her still wet eyes.
Unable to see, Ji Qingwu's eyelashes kept trembling.
"Your Majesty, what else do you want to do?"
"Awu, there is still a debt between us that needs to be settled. What do you think?"
Feeling that his hands were also bound by silk cloth, Ji Qingwu struggled uneasily, and his wrists were lifted and pressed above his head.
Ji Qingwu realized it later and finally understood clearly what the account the emperor was talking about.
A night in the military tent.
He wanted to get back what she had done to him, with interest.
What his uncle Le Xi said was right. Emperor Wu Su was good at forbearance. When he was not angry, you had no idea what he was thinking. But if you make him angry, he will definitely retaliate.
Ji Qingwu thought that the visit just now was enough, but he did not expect that in the eyes of the emperor, the previous visit was just an appetizer and now was the real beginning.
She quickly explained: "Your Majesty, I was just, just in a hurry..."
An index finger pressed her lips forcefully, stopping her from saying anything, and rubbed her lip beads before leaving.
"Be good, we'll talk later."
I don’t know what expression Emperor Wu Su had when he said this, but hearing the expectant tone in his voice, Ji Qingwu felt nervous. What if he died later?
Blindfolded, she negotiated pitifully, "Say it now...can we say it now?"
The man's voice suddenly turned cold.
"Are you sure you want to tell me what happened between you and Wei Ting in the North Territory at this time?"
Zhao Mingyan touched her head and fiddled with her earlobe with his index finger.
"Awu, if you don't want me to really hurt you, don't say anything more."
Ji Qingwu pursed his lips tightly and dared not mention it again.
He was particularly patient this time, as if he knew that the soft meat next to his mouth could not escape, and the process of tearing it apart and putting it into his stomach became even more torturous.
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Ji Qingwu felt that he had been in a daze.
After being blindfolded, I can no longer distinguish between dreams and reality.
The smell of ambergris at the tip of my nose turns into the charming and moving fragrance of lotus.
Ji Qingwu found that he could open his eyes, but he was in a dark abyss.
She turned her eyes, looking for the source of the fragrance. As soon as she lowered her head, she found that she had turned into a lotus, growing in an abyss with swirling water.
Her appearance was reflected in the flowing water, still a fiery red lotus.
Although there was no sunlight, the water that nourished her was warm. She soaked in the warm water and closed her eyes comfortably.
After a while, something came to disturb her. Ji Qingwu shook the straight pole, trying to drive the thing away so as not to disturb her peace.
Seeing that she ignored him and hid herself, she aroused his interest even more.
Ji Qingwu opened his eyes in dissatisfaction, and found in front of him a huge black dragon with thick and shining scales.
He lifted his eyelids, looked at her lazily, and asked nonchalantly, "When did a small lotus grow?"
This creature was too small, so Xuanlong did not use his claws to touch her directly. Instead, he used the dragon whiskers next to his dragon head.
Ji Qingwu opened her mouth but found that she could not make any sound. She closed her branches and leaves, ignoring his teasing.
Xuanlong said sternly: "You grew up in my territory without saying hello, and blocked my way back. You have a bad temper, little thing."
After saying that, Xuanlong dived into the abyss.
The huge creature entered the water, its dragon tail swung, splashing water all over the pool, and there seemed to be the sound of wind and thunder, and Ji Qingwu was completely wet.
She shook the water droplets in annoyance, and almost at the same time, her roots deep in the abyss began to move.
The stem was not as delicate as the lotus petals, and was mercilessly pricked by the claws several times.
The branches above were swaying, making her dizzy and the water was surging.
She lowered her head and vaguely saw a black dragon lying beneath the water.
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