Chapter 348 Whose son is this? But still remember
Before Ji Qingwu could say many things, the little guy understood what she was thinking.
At this moment, she understood what it meant to be connected between mother and child.
Yuan Heng continued, "I am your only son. If you had taken me away, you might have been caught and brought back."
"The Zhao family's fortune is not like that of an ordinary family. There is also a kingdom to inherit. I am a boy, so I should take on the responsibility."
"From now on, I will protect you and Jiujiu as well."
Ji Qingwu kissed him on the forehead and said, "Heng'er, mother will always be here from now on and will never leave you alone again."
Mother's lips were soft and fragrant, without any lip balm. Yuan Heng's little face turned red, but his black eyes were like black jade that could absorb light.
When Ji Qingwu saw his shy yet happy look, he couldn't help but want to kiss his little face a few times.
She closed her eyes and was about to put her lips on the little guy's face, but she felt a gust of wind passing in front of her.
The warm little ball in the quilt disappeared in an instant.
Ji Qingwu hurriedly opened her eyes and saw black eyes that were extremely similar to Yuan Heng's, looking down at her, with emotions surging in his eyes that she could not understand.
Emperor Wu Su arrived at some point in time. He pinched Yuan Heng's armpits with both hands and lifted him up high.
Yuan Heng was suddenly dragged out of the warm and fragrant bed, and anger appeared in his eyes.
But when he saw that the person in front of him was his father, who was supposed to be handling government affairs in the Qinzheng Hall, he pursed his lips and stopped struggling obediently.
Then, he called out reluctantly, "Father."
Zhao Mingyan frowned as he looked at Yuan Heng, who was wearing a woman's light pink undershirt.
"What do you look like?"
Without waiting for Yuan Heng to react, Ji Qingwu knelt beside the bed, holding the little guy in his hands, intending to take his son over.
She frowned and said, "It's not comfortable for you to hold it like this."
Hearing this, Zhao Mingyan loosened his grip: "No matter how heavy he is, I can still lift him."
Ji Qingwu glanced at him, stuffed the little guy into the quilt on the inside of the bed, and said, "I mean Heng'er is not feeling well."
Yuan Heng hid his mouth and nose in the quilt, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed on his little face.
Ji Qingwu's motherly love overcame everything, and she didn't find the emperor's gloomy face scary.
She turned around and said, "Look at how scared Heng'er is."
Yuan Heng cooperated and closed his eyes, but his eyelashes kept trembling, and it was not difficult to tell that he was smiling.
Zhao Mingyan's gaze moved from Yuan Heng to Ji Qingwu's tender red lips, his eyes half-narrowed.
Asked: "Heng'er?"
When did the two of them become so close?
Ji Qingwu blocked Yuan Heng's small body behind her. She had just promised the little guy that she would never leave him alone again, and she was determined to do it.
She looked directly into the emperor's eyes and said, "It's just a name, isn't it? What's wrong with that?"
Yuan Heng kept nodding in the bed, and the quilt shook.
Zhao Mingyan raised his eyebrows in surprise. Ji Qingwu rarely had such a sharp and sharp attitude. At this moment, her kneeling body was tense, which was a signal of vigilance.
He said calmly: "Nothing wrong."
After he answered like this, Ji Qingwu couldn't find any reason to continue his attack.
It was rare for her to stand so firm in front of Emperor Wu Su.
Ji Qingwu tilted her head to look at the open window. She and Yuan Heng were together and didn't pay attention to the time. Now it was dark outside.
Then he asked, "What are you doing here, Your Majesty?"
Ji Qingwu's eyes flickered. Logically speaking, the emperor should be very busy today as he had to deal with Su Fengyue and his accomplices.
After hearing from Sihai that he had been summoning ministers in the Qinzheng Hall, she thought of bringing Yuan Heng over.
Could it be that he discovered that Yuan Heng had disappeared and came to settle the score with her...
Ji Qingwu bit her lip and moved back cowardly as his figure pressed down on her.
Zhao Mingyan just sat down beside the bed and said, "I came here to let you know that Jijiu will not be coming back."
"I'm not like you, taking Yuan Heng away without even saying hello."
If he hadn't come in person, she wouldn't have known that Yuan Heng was by her side and had even slept in her bed.
A cold glance slanted into Yuan Heng's quilt, and he shrank his shoulders.
Ji Qingwu had to get closer to Emperor Wu Su again to block his chilling gaze.
She asked: "Does Jiujiu not want to come back, or does Your Majesty want to force her to stay?"
Zhao Mingyan glanced at her and said, "Don't you know her temper? Who can force her?"
That’s true. Jiujiu has never been the type to suffer any loss since she was young.
Ji Qingwu nodded and said, "Your Majesty, now that we have informed you, should we ..."
He had only sat there for half a minute when she wanted to chase him away.
Zhao Mingyan sneered and said, "Yes, it's time for me to leave, and I should also bring the thief who stole the prince back to the palace to punish him."
Ji Qingwu said: "How can it be stealing? It is human ethics and right for a mother to see her son. It is natural."
After hearing her sharp rebuttal, he no longer avoided the issue and spoke frankly about her relationship with Yuan Heng.
The two of them were so close, and Yuan Heng was still wearing her middle dress. It seemed that mother and son had recognized each other.
Zhao Mingyan suddenly leaned towards her. Ji Qingwu leaned back and held on to the quilt with both hands to avoid falling.
He whispered in her ear, "Whose son did you give birth to? Do you still remember?"
Ji Qingwu's chest rose and fell rapidly, and a layer of shy pink appeared on his cheeks.
She said angrily, "I don't remember."
Yuan Heng was still watching beside her. She pushed him hard, but failed to move him forward. Instead, her wrist hurt.
Zhao Mingyan raised his hand and moved the quilt over Yuan Heng's head, so that he could not see anything at all.
The quilt was somewhat soundproof, so the little guy could hardly hear the voices outside.
Ji Qingwu was pinned down by Zhao Mingyan on the back and pressed in his direction, blocking her retreat.
"Since you've given me a name, I'm here to call you. Why don't you call me mine?"
"Since you acknowledge your son, why don't you acknowledge his father?"
His big hand moved up and around her shoulder, and he said in a low voice: "Since you don't remember anything, I'll do something to make you remember."
Ji Qingwu said quickly: "I remember, I remember everything."
Zhao Mingyan said: "But I see that you still seem confused."
Ji Qingwu's eyes widened, proving his innocence: "I am awake, I am very awake."
He inserted his long fingers into her silky soft hair and said, "It's abominable to be awake."
Say the words he doesn't want to hear while being sober.
Ji Qingwu's scalp numbed slightly when he touched her with his fingers. She asked, "Your Majesty, are you awake now? Do you know what you are doing?"
"Do you know that this is in the Wei family and in front of the children?" Ji Qingwu said the last sentence in a gentle tone: "Do you know... who I am?"
The two of them had not drunk any alcohol and were not sleepy, so they were naturally sober.
The watery eyes met those dark eyes.
Ji Qingwu raised his hand and pressed it on his broad and strong shoulders.
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