Chapter 357 Zhao Mingyan, Who Do You Think I Am?
She didn’t know who the person in the painting was, but she could feel the emperor Wu Su’s cherishment for him.
Ji Qingwu didn't want to look at the painting again.
She lowered her eyes and stared at their hands, but the more she looked, the more upset she became.
There are many brushstrokes on this woman, even her hair is lightly stroked.
Ji Qingwu felt sad in his heart and his eyes were also sore.
She wanted to pull her hand back, but he noticed and held it even tighter, continuing to draw with her hand.
He also warned her in her ear: "Don't move, it will be fine in a while."
Ji Qingwu blinked his sour eyes and shifted his gaze to look at the incense burner with smoke rising from it.
Her hands were out of her control, her mind was out of control, but her eyes were still under her control.
After an unknown amount of time, Emperor Wu Su sighed in her ear and seemed very satisfied with the painting.
But he still didn't let go of her hand. He put his left hand around her waist and pressed her back, allowing her to be completely embedded in his arms.
He asked, “Are you satisfied?”
Ji Qingwu was not only dissatisfied, he also felt like he was shooting himself in the foot. He insisted on getting a token of gratitude, and should have just said a few words and then turned around and left.
She replied: "May I ask your Majesty, how is this vulgar?"
Zhao Mingyan was still admiring the wax paper in front of him, and said slowly: "It is extraordinary and beyond the ordinary, transcending the world."
What she said about vulgarity is completely different.
Ji Qingwu didn't say a word. Suddenly, he pinched his chin and turned away slightly.
After seeing the expression on her face, Zhao Mingyan looked at her red eyes in surprise.
"Unhappy?"
Ji Qingwu said with red eyes: "No."
Zhao Mingyan compared the back of the kneeling girl in the painting with the stubborn person in his arms, and shook his head almost imperceptibly.
The two of them were looking into each other's eyes, so Ji Qingwu could easily see the trajectory of his gaze.
He asked gently, "Is it because I don't draw well?"
Ji Qingwu bit his lower lip tightly, then loosened it several times, repeating this process until his lips became a color brighter than a crimson cherry.
She squeezed out three words from her pearly teeth.
"Excellent."
Seeing her obviously saying one thing and doing another, Zhao Mingyan pinched her waist, his eyes deepened, and said, "Don't say those insincere words, tell the truth."
Ji Qingwu's heart was also twisted by this awkward posture.
She pushed away his hand that was pressing down on her chin, turned her head and looked at the woman writing on the wax paper on the imperial desk.
Just by looking at her back, one can tell that, as Emperor Wu Su said, she is an extraordinary girl.
Ji Qingwu's lips trembled a few times, and his voice was not as gentle as usual. He asked, "Your Majesty, what do you think I am?"
She could hear the heartbeat of the person behind her and the nervous, panicked and chaotic beat in her chest.
Quite the opposite.
Each sound was very steady.
The Qinzheng Hall fell into an awkward silence.
Ji Qingwu pressed his fingers on the edge of the table with force, and his pink fingertips turned white.
She didn't wait for his answer, not even a teasing word.
Ji Qingwu's heart sank rapidly, as if he had fallen into a bottomless cold pond.
She slowly closed her eyes, and everything in front of her was completely dark.
She couldn't hold it in any longer, and all the fear and suppressed emotions of the past few days flooded into her mind.
"Zhao Mingyan, who do you think I am?!"
As soon as the question came out, the man who was hugging her froze.
She easily pushed Emperor Wu Su's arm away and pushed the man away.
Ji Qingwu shivered with cold after suddenly losing warmth.
She thought it would be difficult to ask, some things can be kept deep in the heart and slowly resolved or dispersed with time.
But once he opened his mouth, the words that followed came out like a string of beads that had broken off the string, flowing smoothly and clattering out.
"If you think of me as the biological mother of Yuan Heng and Jiu Jiu, you should know how the children came about."
At first, neither of them was willing.
Ji Qingwu took a breath and continued, "If I had any other choice, I would not want to provoke you. Although my actions were a bit bold, you also have a child."
"When your Qi was in chaos and rioting, I also helped you with my own body. It's time to repay you."
I heard her talk about what happened in the military camp and that night in Zhaoyang Palace a while ago.
In her mind, this is the calculation method, which she uses as repayment.
Zhao Mingyan's breathing became heavy, and his gaze was as heavy as a thousand pounds, cast on her thin back.
Ji Qingwu said: "But when I wanted to live a peaceful life, you appeared again, reminding me of many things in the past, and..."
She tried to keep her voice steady, wanting to retain some dignity.
She said dejectedly: "It also gave me unrealistic fantasies."
Ji Qingwu thought of the solemn promise she made in front of Qiao when the empress dowager summoned her to help organize the Wanshou Festival.
She wanted to try and win the emperor's heart.
What did she get...
What he got was his deliberate alienation. He went to worship the ancestors, was assassinated while trying to save Concubine Wei, and returned to the palace injured, his life hanging by a thread.
When Ji Qingwu thought about what happened afterwards, he didn't even have the energy to smile bitterly.
On her wedding night with Wei Ting, Emperor Wu Su appeared before her.
Ji Qingwu told himself that nothing was more important than his life, than being alive.
Even if he was seriously injured while saving Wei Liru, even if there was still room for someone else in his heart.
Her bottom line kept retreating, and if she took one more step back, she would really be in an abyss from which there would be no escape.
She opened her eyes and turned to face him. Her eyelashes had become wet without her noticing, and a few tears fell onto her pink skirt, leaving wet marks.
Emperor Wu Su's eyes were pure black, and he looked at her face with a frown.
Since he didn't say anything, she would just say it out loud. She didn't want such an empty thing as respectability anymore.
Ji Qingwu said: "Do you think I am someone who would rely on a man for everything?"
After she returned to Lin'an, she planned to get married early so that she could be free to do what she wanted.
Only when you are free from love can you feel free, but she is not feeling relaxed at all now. In the final analysis, it is all because of the person in front of her.
Ji Qingwu opened his moist eyes and looked straight at him.
"Do you think I'm afraid of not being free after entering the palace as a concubine?"
Doubt first appeared in Zhao Mingyan's eyes, and then a gleam of light flashed.
Ji Qingwu's lips opened and closed, and he said, "This is never what I'm afraid of."
"The heart is free, it makes no difference where it is, but you have woven such a big net, and after you have entrapped my heart, you no longer care about it."
Ji Qingwu didn't want to pretend anymore, so he treated it as his final confession.
"After returning to Lin'an, you have appeared in front of me again and again. Why do you treat me so differently?"
"Why should I be so upset because of your words and actions?"
However, Ji Qingwu was not as strong as he had expected, and by the end of his speech, his voice was trembling and incoherent.
She covered her face and found that it was wet without her noticing, tears flowing down through her fingers.
"Why am I becoming less and less like myself?"
"Why is it always you......"
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