Chapter 372: Frenzy of Words, Muffled Words
That night, it was time to go to bed.
Ji Qingwu changed into her inner clothes, her long hair was spread out and had just dried, and the room was filled with the same fragrance as hers.
She sent Lanzhi to rest, half leaning against the head of the bed, without blowing out the candlelight, but quietly taking out a blue-covered book from under the pillow.
Following Qiao's instructions, Ji Qingwu would turn over his books every time before going to bed.
Judging from the cover of this book, it looks no different from an ordinary scripture, but it is a different world inside. The little stories are enough to make people blush and their heart beat faster.
The story is beautiful, and the events that took place are portrayed in a detailed and exciting way.
Especially after having the experience, he had a different feeling, and Ji Qingwu was feeling excited.
"What are you looking at so seriously?"
A voice came to my ear.
Ji Qingwu was frightened and immediately closed the book, stuffed it into the quilt, and stared at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him with wide eyes.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you are here."
The descriptions in the book about the starry eyes, bright features and eyebrows as black as ink paintings now had their corresponding reality, right before her eyes.
Ji Qingwu sighed and felt that what he said was true, there really were such people.
On the other side, the foot under the quilt moved and kicked the book under the piled quilts on the inside of the bed.
This "physical evidence" must not be discovered.
Zhao Mingyan's eyes shifted briefly, then fell back on her blushing face, and asked gently, "Are you sick?"
He placed his hand on her forehead, and the palm of his hand felt warm, cool and smooth, but not as hot as his own.
"You don't have a fever, why is your face so red?"
Ji Qingwu didn't say anything, but just stared at him with his eyes moving back and forth on his face.
Zhao Mingyan asked with amusement: "Don't you recognize me?"
He pinched her face and said, "You know nothing about anything. Has Ah Wu become stupid because of staying at home?"
Ji Qingwu stepped back and said unhappily, "I'm not stupid."
She calmed down her fluttering mood and asked, "How come you have time to come here?"
Although Ji Qingwu did not go out of the house these days, he could still hear from people what Emperor Wu Su was doing.
The date for Su Fengyue's execution has been set, and the situation in the court is becoming turbulent.
The emperor ordered the confiscation of the homes of more than 20 ministers, including Song Wei. As he was Su Fengyue's son-in-law, he naturally could not escape the blame, but considering that he took the initiative to confiscate all his property, he was given a lighter sentence and was only exiled to Yazhou.
Zhao Mingyan asked, "Do you think I came too early or too late?"
In this two-choice question, it is easy to choose neither of the two options.
Ji Qingwu's eyes turned and he said, "You came neither too early nor too late, just right."
Seeing the cunning in her eyes, Zhao Mingyan shook his head gently, stretched out his long arms, pulled her into his arms, and hugged her from behind.
The clothes on his body still had the coolness of the night, and Ji Qingwu hunched his shoulders.
"Let me hold you for a while."
After all, the emperor was not made of iron, and his voice was hoarse with fatigue.
Ji Qingwu relaxed her body and let him hold her obediently. When she was in a bad mood, she also liked to hold something soft to relieve stress.
Zhao Mingyan glanced across the bed curtains and asked, "What did you do at home?"
Ji Qingwu's ears were tickled by his deep voice, and he couldn't help but think of the plot of the story he had just read.
Zhao Mingyan tapped her neck with his chin: "Why aren't you talking again?"
Ji Qingwu said softly: "Don't you know everything about my situation here?"
In the past few days, Zhao Mingyan only went back and forth between the Golden Palace and the Qinzheng Palace. After learning that Ji Bolin brought Ji Qingwu back home, he had no time to open the secret letter presented by Sihai.
He said in a low voice: "I want to hear you say it."
Ji Qingwu counted what he had done: "Wake up, eat, wash, grind medicine powder, sleep."
"Yesterday, Prince Yong sent someone to get a new prescription. Princess Yong is feeling much better now..."
Ji Qingwu was thinking back, not paying attention to his actions.
"Wei Tongyou came once more, but she didn't see me and was turned away by my mother."
Ji Qingwu said: "There is nothing else."
"Nothing else, what is this?"
Zhao Mingyan held up a blue book in his left hand and asked her with a raised eyebrow.
Ji Qingwu: "...books."
"Awu likes reading books recently?"
Ji Qingwu: "...I was just bored, so I just took a look."
Originally, Zhao Mingyan did not find the book strange, but Ji Qingwu acted too guilty. He did not dare to look at him and his fingers were twisted together.
Zhao Mingyan's eyes slightly changed, and he sighed: "Awu is lucky to have the leisure time to read books. What is this book and what is it about?"
He raised the book in his hand, as if he was going to open it and take a look. Ji Qingwu immediately reached out to grab it, but he raised it higher, so she could only grab his forearm.
She tried to explain in a sincere tone: "It's not very good. It's a bedtime read. The more you read, the sleepier you get."
Zhao Mingyan said: "But when I came here, you didn't look sleepy at all, and you looked very energetic."
Ji Qingwu said: "Well, that's because I just started watching."
"Now, keep watching."
Zhao Mingyan handed the book to her, and Ji Qingwu quickly took it and held it in his hand.
"Why should I read when you are here?"
Ji Qingwu said with a friendly smile: "You are much more interesting than the book."
There was a flash of surprise in Zhao Mingyan's eyes, and he became more curious about the contents of the book, which could also make Ji Qingwu utter sweet words of love.
He held her and lay down, still holding her from behind, his heavy breathing spraying on her neck.
"I'm tired too. Why don't you read the contents of this book to me? I'll listen and see if it can make me sleepy."
Ji Qingwu turned around quietly and saw that he had closed his eyes. His long, dense eyelashes cast shadows under his eyes, and if you looked closely, you could see the blue-gray color from staying up late.
Zhao Mingyan patted her waist and said, "Why don't you read it? If you don't read it, I'll read it myself."
"Read it, read it now, don't rush."
Ji Qingwu turned his head and randomly opened a page. Not a single line of the content he saw was something he could express aloud.
She felt jealous just by looking at it.
Especially with someone hugging her from behind, with a strong and sturdy body and the sweet scent of agarwood.
Ji Qingwu's breathing began to become rapid involuntarily, and she wanted to quickly turn to another page to see if there was anything more serious.
But today, for some reason, I flipped through several pages and saw nothing but excessive content.
In order to help her adapt better, Qiao found her a book with progressive content and plot. The scale of this book was more aggressive than the previous ones.
"Did you come across a word you don't know? Do you want me to help you?"
Zhao Mingyan's voice penetrated her ear canal.
The frantic words in front of my eyes, the low and deep words in my ears...
Ji Qingwu blinked and said with a dry mouth: "I seem to be... a little dizzy... let me take it easy..."
A bony hand stretched out from behind her.
Pressed on the first line of the page.
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