Chapter 349 Your Majesty, Who Do You Want Me to Be?
Zhao Mingyan turned his head to look at her hand, his breath becoming heavier.
"I am from the Ji family. The Queen Mother in the palace is my biological aunt, and now I am a wife of the Wei family."
Ji Qingwu pressed his shoulders with force, his fingertips sinking into the skin beneath his clothes.
The two people were very close, yet seemed very far away.
Ji Qingwu asked: "Your Majesty, who do you want me to be?"
The question was asked in a soft voice.
Ji Qingwu looked at him stubbornly, without any fear or retreat.
Zhao Mingyan's breathing became noticeably heavier.
Not only because of her question, but also because of the force with which she pressed her fingers down, he could feel the uneasiness in her heart.
Ji Qingwu said to himself, "Your Majesty acts as he pleases. Next, you plan to send a divorce letter to Wei Ting in the northern border and then announce to the world, am I Yuan Heng's biological mother?"
Although Emperor Wu Su never revealed his thoughts, Ji Qingwu could guess roughly what he was thinking.
Ji Qingwu then asked: "How will the world view Yuan Heng? Your Majesty, have you ever thought about it?"
"So what?"
The voices of one adult and one child sounded simultaneously, one was cold and steady, the other was still crisp and childish.
Ji Qingwu turned his head in surprise and looked at the little guy who was talking.
Yuan Heng lifted a corner of the quilt and his little head popped out.
"I don't care. Don't worry about me, mother." After saying that, he crawled back into the bed.
Ji Qingwu reached out and patted the little body under the quilt, and said softly: "Heng'er, you don't have to avoid it, come out and get some fresh air."
Now is not a good time to talk about this, otherwise it will make the precocious Yuan Heng worried.
However, without Emperor Wu Su's words, Yuan Heng did not dare to act rashly.
Ji Qingwu looked up at him, and Zhao Mingyan said, "Come out."
Yuan Heng came out from under the quilt and sat cross-legged, but because he was wearing a loose shirt and no pants, his two white and tender legs were exposed.
Seeing this, the wrinkles between Zhao Mingyan's brows deepened.
Ji Qingwu helped the little girl to straighten the wide hem of her shirt, and covered her legs and knees to prevent her from catching a cold. Yuan Heng's eyes followed her movements closely, and he seemed a little fascinated.
Zhao Mingyan could no longer bear it and said, "Put on your own clothes."
Yuan Heng's dark eyes turned, and his small hand quietly pulled up Ji Qingwu's sleeve.
Ji Qingwu patted the little fellow's back soothingly, turned his head, and said with shining eyes: "What on earth are you here for, Your Majesty? Are you here specifically to reprimand Heng'er?"
Zhao Mingyan looked at her with her wings spread out to protect the person behind her, and seemed to regard him as the source of danger, a third person isolated from the mother and son.
He pulled the corner of his lip and said, "Yuan Heng left the palace without permission. I just said one word and you're protecting him like this."
Even though Ji Qingwu felt very pressured by the emperor's cold gaze, she still said, "This matter has nothing to do with them. The fault is all mine. Heng'er didn't know about it beforehand, and it was me who asked Sihai to help bring Heng'er here."
Zhao Mingyan asked: "Why do you want to see Yuan Heng today?"
Ji Qingwu held Yuan Heng's hand and said softly, "Because I miss him very much and want to know if he is doing well."
Zhao Mingyan stared at the two people's hands holding together, and his eyes turned cold.
"I didn't care about him for four years, and now I remember that I have a son. Is this what it means to miss someone as a mother?"
Ji Qingwu's expression froze, the guilt in his heart magnified a hundredfold, and the blood color faded from his lips.
A trace of annoyance flashed across Zhao Mingyan's eyes, and he pinched his eyebrows irritably.
"Father, calm down."
Yuan Heng knelt down between the two of them. His posture was humble, but his words were extremely impactful.
"It's just that there is no mother who wants to leave her child."
"Father, don't you think it's because I did something wrong that the woman who gave birth to my child would be so cruel as to abandon her husband and child?"
Zhao Mingyan put down his hands and frowned, which was an obvious sign of anger. Yuan Heng was very familiar with this expression.
He made up his mind that the worst that could happen was a beating.
"Your son was wrong. The term 'abandoning a husband and abandoning a son' is not correct. Your father is not your mother's husband."
Ji Qingwu blinked slowly, looked at the small figure standing in front of him, and took a deep breath.
Yuan Heng wanted to transfer the emperor's anger to himself, and there was a hint of provocation in his black eyes.
"But I was born by my mother. No matter what, I am my mother's son."
Zhao Mingyan's face looked extremely bad, and she was so angry that she curled her lips and laughed. It had only been a short time since they got together, but Yuan Heng had already completely stood on her side.
He stood up and said, "Good, very good. This is the prince I taught, and he dared to disobey me."
Yuan Heng swallowed nervously, but still stubbornly held his neck in place, refusing to take a step back or apologize or beg for mercy.
When the atmosphere was tense, Ji Qingwu muttered something in a low voice.
"Good...bad..."
The sound was so quiet that neither of them could hear it.
"What?"
Ji Qingwu's expression returned to normal, and he raised his voice and said, "Your Majesty, don't be angry. I just said that good bamboo can't produce bad bamboo shoots."
Zhao Mingyan was so angry that his teeth were itching, but he couldn't say anything harsh to her.
"You mean, I am a bad bamboo."
Ji Qingwu shook his head and said, "I didn't say that. Your Majesty insisted on understanding it this way."
Zhao Mingyan said in a deep voice: "What do you mean?"
Ji Qingwu did not answer directly, but said meaningfully: "I am a good bamboo, and Yuan Heng is also a good bamboo shoot."
It goes without saying who is to blame.
Zhao Mingyan turned his gaze to Yuan Heng, who was keeping his head down and pretending to be obedient, and said in a cold voice: "Yuan Heng is not a bamboo shoot. He is a prince. He left the palace without permission and contradicted the emperor. He should be punished."
Punishment? Ji Qingwu’s eyes widened.
"After returning to the palace, I was punished to copy my homework 200 times and reflect on my mistakes in the confinement room for three days."
In front of Ji Qingwu, Zhao Mingyan still showed mercy and reduced the punishment.
Yuan Heng sighed, lowered his shoulders and did not resist. Compared to being slapped on the palm, this was already considered a favor.
Among the three, Ji Qingwu was so dissatisfied that she stood up directly on the bed.
He met the eyes of Emperor Wu Su who was standing on the ground.
No one could punish her son. Yuan Heng had suffered enough. How could she bear to see the little guy being made to copy books as punishment and even put in solitary confinement just because of a few words?
Ji Qingwu pulled up the little boy who was kneeling on the mattress, grabbed his arm, and pulled him to her side.
Yuan Heng looked up at her in surprise. It was not a wise choice to offend his father at this time. It was very likely that both of them would be punished together.
He struggled to get his mother to let him go, but when Ji Qingwu got serious, his strength was not something a child could easily break free of.
Yuan Heng heard a mellow and pleasant female voice coming from above.
"Your Majesty, this doesn't make any sense at all."
Zhao Mingyan looked at her and raised his eyebrows.
Ji Qingwu said, "How could the emperor, who is supreme, come to the bed of a minister to punish the prince?"
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