Chapter 371: Accept your fate, you are almost dead...
Ji Qingwu subconsciously wanted to deny it.
But she really wouldn't lie in front of people close to her.
Mrs. Qiao was not someone who could be easily fooled. She caught the swaying look in Ji Qingwu's eyes and spoke first, "Do you still want to lie to me? Tell the truth."
Ji Qingwu no longer leaned towards Qiao, but moved to the side guiltily.
This question is difficult to answer.
Such a bizarre thing as the child-bearing system must not be talked about.
But if you say...
In fact, it was she who forced Emperor Wu Su, but even if she had the nerve to say it, would her mother dare to believe it?
Ji Qingwu blinked hard and said vaguely, "Well...I guess so."
Mrs. Qiao got the answer she expected and said, "When mother saw your reaction, she knew you were not willing at that time."
The bed curtains have been drawn, revealing the private space between mother and daughter.
Mrs. Qiao said in a gentle tone, "I'm an experienced person. Just tell me the truth when I ask you anything. I won't harm you. I'm just worried that you'll be like before, keeping things to yourself."
Ji Qingwu nodded and said obediently: "I will tell you everything this time, as long as mother doesn't get angry anymore."
There was still a candle burning outside the bed, and the light coming in through the bed curtains was dim.
Qiao stared at her face and asked, "Last time you took the initiative to say that you wanted to enter the palace. You must have someone in your heart, right?"
A blush appeared on Ji Qingwu's face and her lips moved. When Qiao saw her expression, she knew what she meant.
But, how could a woman who is in love not want to be with her lover every day?
Mrs. Qiao thought she was still worried about her identity, and said, "Xiaowu, you will live at home from now on. Your father and I intend to call off the marriage with the Wei family and treat it as a farce."
Ji Qingwu said: "I will listen to my mother."
After listening to Lanzhi's description in the afternoon, she was mentally prepared.
She had never thought of having Ji Bolian come forward to resolve the marriage between Wei Ting and her.
But it must be said that this is the best solution at present, much better than the divorce letter handwritten by Emperor Wu Su.
Ji Qingwu asked doubtfully, "But will the Wei family accept it so easily?"
Qiao was very confident in Ji Bolian's handling of the matter and said, "You don't have to worry about this. Your father will take care of it."
Ji Qingwu couldn't help but imagine an extreme situation in his mind, and said, "But Wei Ting is still in the northern border. If he wants to come back because of this and doesn't even want to fight, what should we do?"
She had been worried about what to do if she made Wei Ting angry.
Qiao didn't expect that she would think this way. She was not thinking about herself, but about the soldiers and civilians in the north.
She said helplessly: "Mother finally understands you. You are hypocritical and casual in small matters, but you are very clear about big matters. You are so cautious, but if you think this way, you have misjudged the emperor and Wei Ting."
Ji Qingwu's eyes flickered, and he said, "I'm just worried about what might happen..."
Qiao said, "Let's not talk about anything else. Now the emperor is in good health, and Wei Ting's family is in Lin'an. He won't do this."
The situation today is very different from the past. Ji Qingwu turned his head and pressed his face against the pillow, and said softly, "Then I will follow my mother's arrangements."
Mrs. Qiao shook her head and said, "Xiaowu, there are some things you need to think about now. There are many things that mother cannot arrange for you. You have to walk the road ahead by yourself."
Ji Qingwu had a feeling that she was going to say something, and it must be about entering the palace. The smile on her face faded, and her beautiful brows were furrowed together.
Mrs. Qiao said, "Jiujiu has already entered the palace before you. No matter if you were sent there voluntarily or it was the emperor's will, the heir will not be left alone. You must be prepared."
"Your father does not agree with your marriage with the Wei family, but if the emperor asks for someone."
Qiao paused, and Ji Qingwu lowered his eyes.
"You will have to enter the palace sooner or later, so you might as well take the initiative into your own hands."
Listening to his mother's gentle voice, Ji Qingwu grabbed the corner of the quilt with his fingers, pulling it back and forth, feeling extremely conflicted.
Qiao was not a shy person. Seeing her hesitation, she asked directly, "What are you worried about?"
Ji Qingwu said: "I won't be able to see my mother after I enter the palace."
Mrs. Qiao said with a mixture of laughter and tears: "How can you stay with your mother every day? You have to live your own life."
"Besides, you didn't worry about this when I showed you the picture before. Tell me, what are you hesitating about?"
Seeing that his mother had easily exposed him, Ji Qingwu sighed and said slowly, "It's too tiring to live in the palace. There are calculations everywhere. I want to be more relaxed and free."
At this point, Qiao did not try to comfort her, but told her directly.
"Just accept your fate."
Ji Qingwu's face immediately fell.
That’s a really sharp answer.
Now that things have come to this, there is no other way but to follow the arrangements of fate.
Mrs. Qiao looked at the depressed Ji Qingwu and said, "Where is the courage you had to enter the palace? Where did it go? A mother must be strong. You still have a pair of children to protect. You can't do anything about it."
Thinking of Yuan Heng and Jiujiu, a little flame ignited in Ji Qingwu's eyes, but then slowly went out.
Qiao raised his hand and poked her head.
"Xiao Wu, are you trying to make your mother anxious to death? Tell me what's going on. Otherwise, I will go back to Anjuyuan and tell your father to let you enter the palace tomorrow morning."
Even though he knew that Qiao was just speaking casually, Ji Qingwu still hurriedly grabbed Qiao's hand.
She whispered, "I'm scared...it hurts..."
At first, Mrs. Qiao didn't react. She saw Xiaowu's eyes were red and he looked aggrieved, but his face was completely red, and he looked shy and aggrieved.
Mrs. Qiao said with an indescribable expression: "...You are a doctor, and you specialize in gynecology."
“It’s hard for a doctor to heal himself.”
Ji Qingwu also knew that what he said was useless, so he buried his face in the pillow after saying that.
Qiao still found it incredible. After pondering for a while, she said, "Did it hurt when you returned home?"
"......Yeah." Ji Qingwu said sullenly, "I'm almost dead."
Qiao was really at a loss for words.
Xiaowu lacks experience and is shy, so it's okay that he's not good at sex. But could it be that the emperor is a landlubber and doesn't understand women?
"Are you reluctant to enter the palace just because of this little thing?"
Ji Qingwu raised his head from the pillow, his neck stiff, and half-sitting up with his hands supporting the mattress.
"This is not a small matter, this is a big matter."
It is a matter of life and death.
Mrs. Qiao pulled Ji Qingwu down and let her lie down. She looked at her red face and said with a smile, "That's enough, mother knows."
She tucked the quilt in for her and said thoughtfully, "I'll find you some books to read these few days. You just stay at home and don't have to worry about anything."
From that day on, Ji Qingwu turned a deaf ear to what was happening outside and focused on reading the "sage" books that Qiao had found for her.
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