Chapter 40: Emperor Wu Su's Absurd Behavior
Soon she arrived at Princess Huachang's door. The maid standing outside the door saw her coming and came down from the corridor to greet her.
"Miss Ji, the princess is still asleep. Please go to the side hall and wait for a while."
She is worthy of being the eldest princess. She can sleep as long as she wants in her own mansion. Unlike me, I have to get up early in the morning and now have to wait for you to wake up.
Ji Qingwu sat in the side hall, looking at the layout of the room.
There is a long incense table filled with all kinds of incense, candles and incense, so the house is filled with pleasant floral and fruity aromas.
A diamond-shaped bronze mirror was placed on the rosewood stand, with double-sided embroidered silk hanging on both sides. On the table there was a Ru kiln vase with a bag of plum blossoms carved out of crystal in it.
She was secretly amazed, thinking that such elegance and nobility could be concealed.
The maid said, "Miss Ji, the princess has woken up and will be in the side hall soon."
Ji Qingwu sat up straight, his eyes fixed on the movements at the door.
After a cup of tea, two maids in yellow palace skirts pushed open the door, and a woman wearing a moon-colored silk dress, a feather gauze dress, and a flying bun walked in slowly.
The second thing that surprised Ji Qingwu when he entered the Princess's Mansion was Princess Huachang.
The eldest princess was a beauty, she had expected that.
After all, she and Emperor Wu Su are from the same mother.
But I didn't expect that she was a banished immortal, a cold beauty with an otherworldly temperament.
Princess Huachang dragged her long skirt to the main seat and sat down, looking a little tired.
Her eyes seemed to be filled with ice, and she asked with her lips slightly parted, "Are you the fifth daughter of the Ji family?"
Ji Qingwu nodded obediently.
She used to think that Emperor Wu Su's eyes were chillingly cold, but she found that they were nothing compared to Princess Huachang's.
There wasn't even the slightest hint of a smile on the eldest princess's lips. If they hadn't met before and hadn't had any conflicts, she would have thought that she had done something to anger the eldest princess.
"This servant is here to check the eldest princess' pulse."
The eldest princess turned her head slightly, signaling the rest of the maids to leave, leaving only one personal maid.
"Did the emperor ask you to come?" The voice was like refreshing spring water, cool and sweet.
Ji Qingwu didn't dare to answer: "Yes."
The eldest princess's brows relaxed a little and she stretched out her arms. The maid brought a piece of crystal gauze as thin as a cicada's wing and covered her wrists.
The maid whispered, "Miss Ji, please."
Ji Qingwu sat over, not daring to look directly at the princess, and gently placed his hand on her.
It's hot.
The Princess Huachang exuded a cool, fairy-like aura from head to toe, and she thought her entire body would be as cold as chalcedony.
The eldest princess is also a human being.
After realizing this, Ji Qingwu couldn't help but chuckle, the dimple at the corner of his mouth was as sweet as a pear.
Princess Huachang glanced at her face.
A few days ago, Li Yuzong, who was beside the emperor, came in person and said that the emperor had arranged for a miracle doctor to check her pulse. She wanted to refuse, thinking that whether she was pregnant or not was up to fate, and there was no need for human intervention.
But Eunuch Li said that this woman was rather special.
Between the lines, it seemed that she was disregarding the eldest princess's wishes. It was not that she wanted to see a doctor, but that if this woman wanted to see the doctor, she had to cooperate.
This was the first time that Emperor Wu Su had behaved in such an absurd manner since he ascended the throne.
Princess Huachang couldn't help but look at her again and again, wanting to see what kind of special she was that could make the chief steward of the Imperial Household Department beside Emperor Wu Su say the word "special".
Ji Qingwu was taking the patient's pulse with a focused expression, his eyes slightly lowered, his lips red without any makeup, he looked good, but just good-looking.
After a long time, Ji Qingwu frowned and withdrew his hand.
Seeing that she looked unwell, the maid asked, "Is there anything wrong with the princess' health?"
Ji Qingwu quickly replied, "No, the princess is in good health, her pulse is not erratic, but smooth, calm and gentle."
She pursed her lips in embarrassment. It seemed like a blasphemy to her to talk about sex with the eldest princess, who looked like a fairy from the Moon Palace.
His eyes flickered, like rippling water in a pool of spring water, and he looked at the eldest princess.
Princess Huachang was even more moved by this. She smoothed out the wrinkles on her sleeves and said, "Just say it."
"I heard that Your Highness and the Prince Consort have been married for six years. You know, if a woman is infertile, it's not entirely her fault. It could also be due to the man's health."
She spoke more tactfully, and the princess understood.
"Ask the prince consort to come over." Princess Huachang said coldly.
Soon, the prince consort was invited to the side hall.
"Why is the princess entertaining guests in the side hall today?"
Yuchi Lianping had just finished practicing boxing and came over wearing an outer robe.
Princess Huachang glared at him sharply. How could she receive guests after the mess he had made in the main house last night?
Seeing that he was about to sit next to her with a sweaty body, the princess broke her cold mask and raised her jade finger.
"Go sit over there."
Yuchi Lianping sat down beside him indifferently, picked up a cup of snow-cured flower tea and drank it, saying, "What kind of tea is this? The taste is too light, far inferior to the Da Hong Pao in my general's mansion."
After drinking such precious tea, he still made some derogatory remarks. Princess Huachang turned her head away, not wanting to even give this rude man half a glance.
From this conversation, Ji Qingwu realized that this couple did not respect each other as rumored by the outside world. It would be more appropriate to say that they disliked each other.
Yuchi Lianping had a provocative look in his eyes. He felt that drinking like this was not enough, so he picked up the teapot and poured the tea into his mouth.
A lot of tea overflowed to the chin and flowed down to the chest.
Even Ji Qingwu was stunned by the rough way of drinking.
After drinking the tea to quench his thirst, Yuchi Lianping saw the delicate woman in front of him. He wiped his mouth with the sleeve of his robe and asked, "Who are you?"
"Your Highness, I have been ordered to come and check the eldest princess' pulse."
Yuchi Lianping asked in surprise: "The princess asked me to come here just to see you and feel your pulse?"
Princess Huachang didn't want to talk at all, so the maid said, "Princess, please ask Miss Ji to take your pulse as well."
"I'm not sick, I won't watch it."
After saying that, Yuchi Lianping turned around and left, taking a few big steps and heading out the door.
"return!"
Princess Huachang threw a valuable double-handled jade cup at Yuchi Lianping's feet, which made him stop.
Yuchi Lianping looked at the fragments at his feet and was in the mood to tease, "Since the princess is trying so hard to keep me, I will sit for a while."
Breaking the cup is the key to keeping people.
Ji Qingwu was frightened by the way this couple got along with each other, so she quickly lowered her head and walked forward.
"I'll check your pulse, he'll be fine soon."
The maid was about to put the crystal veil around his wrist.
Yuchi Lianping moved away and said disdainfully: "I'm not a little girl, I'm not afraid of being touched. Besides, direct touch will allow for a more thorough diagnosis."
Princess Huachang endured it again and again, but could not bear it any longer and said angrily: "Can you have some shame! This girl was sent by the emperor. You are not afraid of being touched, but she is afraid of scratching her hands!"
After hearing this, Yuchi Lianping looked at Ji Qingwu seriously.
His thick eyebrows raised, and he said, "Aren't you the girl who shot arrows at the Tiangong Banquet?"
Ji Qingwu also felt that he looked familiar, perhaps he was sitting in the military generals' seat that day.
Yuchi Lianping leaned back and looked at her profile.
Then he said with certainty, "Yes, it's you."
"The girl the Emperor held in his arms while shooting arrows."
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