Chapter 360 You did it on purpose. Who is in the Imperial Prison?

Chapter 360 You did it on purpose. Who is in the Imperial Prison?

It caused pain in her waist and discomfort in her coccyx.

Zhao Mingyan's face turned cold and he said, "You don't have to think about Wei Ting."

At this moment, they were still in the heat of the moment, and Ji Qingwu was not afraid of his cold face and pretending to be cold.

Instead, he plucked up his courage, reached out his hand, and pulled at the corners of his flat mouth.

"Don't be unhappy."

She shook his head gently and said, "I'm not thinking about him, really not. Can you sit down and talk?"

Zhao Mingyan looked unhappy, but he still listened to her.

He held her and sat her on the dragon chair, changing from standing to sitting. Everything else remained unchanged, still letting her sit astride his thighs.

Behind the dragon throne carved with dragons and lacquered with gold is a gilded screen carved with cloud and dragon patterns. On the seven panels of the screen there are nine dragons carved in total.

They all stared at Ji Qingwu.

Her ears felt hot, and she struggled to say, "Let's talk seriously."

Zhao Mingyan's arms loosened a little, but his left arm was still around her waist. He raised his hand and took the imperial pen from the table.

Ji Qingwu looked at his movements in confusion.

The ink had not yet dried, the tip of the wolf hair was a rich black, and the wooden pen holder slid down along her chin.

He turned the pen around and poked a plum blossom on her chest.

The black ink on the pink dress is the opposite color of the real plum blossoms, just like the black plum blossoms blooming on the pink branches.

He asked, “Is this serious?”

Ji Qingwu pursed his lips, his eyes drifting.

The answer is obvious and even more inappropriate.

But seeing that the corners of his lips raised slightly, he seemed a little happier, and no longer mentioned Wei Ting. Ji Qingwu followed his wishes and let him go.

Zhao Mingyan continued to add a few strokes to her clothes, painting along her exquisite curves.

Because it was a maid's dress, the material was absorbent and dry easily, and the tip of the wolf-hair brush soon ran out of ink and could no longer draw any marks.

He then moved the tip of the pen along the edge of her lapel and swept it towards her collarbone.

Ji Qingwu had not forgotten why she came here, and she endured the itchy feeling.

He said, "I heard that Prince Yong was imprisoned."

"Um."

He responded indifferently, and it was unclear whether he heard it or not.

Zhao Mingyan seemed to have discovered something more interesting. He held the pen between his long fingers and slid it gently across her fair and delicate neck.

Ji Qingwu would give an honest response to every action.

Either her brows were slightly furrowed, or her red lips were pursed in dissatisfaction, or her eyes were changing in expression.

Ji Qingwu tilted his head, trying to avoid the harassment of the pen tip, and said: "What mistake did Prince Yong make to deserve such a severe punishment? Princess Yong is very worried about him."

Zhao Mingyan said: "It is not unfair for him to be imprisoned for a few days for the mistake he made. Tao should have been in prison by now."

Ji Qingwu asked in surprise, "Did His Majesty allow the princess to go in?"

After saying that, she figured it out.

"You already knew why I came here, why didn't you tell me earlier."

Not only did he know what he wanted to do with Duan Mingfeng, he also allowed Princess Yong to go in and meet Prince Yong in advance.

Then, when she said she wanted something "vulgar," he agreed readily and then made this portrait...

No matter how she thought about it, she felt that everything was connected, just waiting for her to jump in.

Ji Qingwu looked at him with condemnation and held the tip of the pen.

"You did it on purpose."

Zhao Mingyan said as a matter of course: "If not, how can we hear Ah Wu's true words?"

When he said the word "sincerely", he imitated her before and touched her left chest with his finger.

Using his fingers instead of a brush, he traced the outline of a plum blossom on her chest.

Ji Qingwu slapped his hand away and said, "The truth-telling session is over. I have something else to tell you."

She wanted to get off him, but couldn't move, so she twisted her waist.

She said coquettishly, "My thighs are sore."

"Are your legs sore already?" Zhao Mingyan laughed.

Ji Qingwu glared and said, "Try sitting with your legs apart for this long."

Zhao Mingyan raised his eyebrows and said, "I'll rub it for you and it won't be sore anymore."

Ji Qingwu thought he was just joking, but his hands really left her waist and went to her legs.

She immediately dodged flexibly and moved to the side, and the wolf-hair brush rolled to the ground.

“No need.”

Ji Qingwu declined the offer and grabbed his hand to prevent him from making any more rash moves.

She sat on the dragon throne again, and she was no longer as nervous as before. After all, she had even sat on the emperor's lap before.

It’s just a dragon throne.

I don’t know what Ji Qingwu was thinking, his eyes were flickering and he looked at him excitedly.

Zhao Mingyan was infected by her joy and asked, "What do you want to say?"

Ji Qingwu sat up straight and said seriously, "By the way, I brought Sihai with me into the palace this time."

Zhao Mingyan said: "Si Hai is your secret guard now. He will obey your orders and does not need to answer to me."

Ji Qingwu explained: "Si Hai is in disguise, and he should be in the imperial prison with Princess Yong now."

Zhao Mingyan asked: "What happened?"

Ji Qingwu said, "Last night, someone used Xi Jin's spider poison to control Chang Lu who was beside Prince Yong, and came to the Wei family to take me away."

She expressed her guess: "I suspect that the person behind this is Yuwen Tianqing."

Zhao Mingyan curled his lips and said, "Awu is really smart. With just these few clues, he guessed who was behind the scenes."

Ji Qingwu touched his ears, feeling very proud of the recognition and praise from the emperor.

But he was still haunted by the assassination of Emperor Wu Su, so he asked, "Should we search the entire city carefully?"

Zhao Mingyan said: "He is in the palace."

Ji Qingwu didn't expect Yuwen Tianqing to be so bold that he dared to come to Beili's palace.

She stood up and said, "Where is he? Let's take people to catch him now. We can't let him get away again."

Zhao Mingyan pulled her between his legs and no longer hid anything from her.

Directly said: "In the imperial prison."

Ji Qingwu was confused for a moment, but when he saw his confident look, he understood.

"Is this something you have planned long ago?"

Emperor Wu Su deliberately let Yuwen Tianqing go, just to wait for him to break into the palace and contact Su Fengyue.

While the two armies were fighting, the Xijin royal family was captured...

Ji Qingwu's eyes darkened, and then he heard his cool voice.

"No evidence can compare to the fourth prince of Xijin coming in person to break into the prison."

A thought suddenly crossed Ji Qingwu's mind.

Over the years, the disputes between Xi Jin and Bei Li continued, but Emperor Wu Su tolerated Xi Jin's provocations for many years.

Based on Ji Qingwu's understanding of his temper, it's not that he won't speak out, but that the time has not come yet.

This time may be coming soon.

Ji Qingwu felt uneasy when she thought of Yuwen Tianqing in prison, where Prince Yong and the pregnant princess were also...

She bent down and asked expectantly and nervously, "Your Majesty, do you want to go to the Imperial Prison?"

Zhao Mingyan raised his hand and touched her face.

"If you want to go, go."

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