Chapter 45: The Iron-blooded Emperor, Also a Gentleman
The prescription for pain relief is well-intentioned, but it carries great risks.
If the Empress Dowager feels unwell one day, whether it is true or false, she can say that it is due to this prescription.
In addition, someone with ulterior motives would find cakes and foods that were incompatible with other medicines for the empress dowager to take, causing her to become ill and making her suspicious of her.
Fortunately, he arrived in time. On the surface, he was reprimanding, but in fact he was defending her.
The birthday party was, and it is like this now.
Otherwise, her kind-hearted nature would be eaten alive. There are some private matters that she would not be able to think of unless they are pointed out to her, and she would have to endure the tears and feel wronged alone.
But it is precisely because of her personality that she was born with such a pair of clear and bright eyes.
Emperor Wu Su said nothing and looked at her sullenly.
Ji Qingwu also understood the look of disappointment in Emperor Wu Su's eyes.
She turned her head away guiltily.
Seeing this obvious evasive move, Emperor Wu Su snorted coldly and suddenly took a step forward.
He pinched her chin and forced her to turn her head and look at him in a firm manner.
Ji Qingwu was forced to look up and look at him. Her misty eyes were filled with helplessness and obvious grievance.
"I don't know how you got so big."
As she spoke, the robe around her body loosened at some point, revealing the wet front, revealing her graceful curves.
The gaze of the attracted person unconsciously moves to these undulating terrain.
Emperor Wu Su originally spoke helplessly, but because he unexpectedly saw the scenery here, there was a strong sense of ridicule at the end of his voice.
Ji Qingwu saw that the man had lost his usual coldness and that his eyes and eyebrows were filled with a hint of elegance and grace, and he looked handsome and unrestrained in his bamboo-leaf green robe.
Not like an iron-blooded emperor.
He is more like a handsome and elegant man, the dream lover of all the girls in the world.
The light in Emperor Wu Su's eyes was brighter than the stars in the night sky, and it was flickering with a light that she could not see clearly.
Ji Qingwu was blinded by the dark light, and lowered her eyes first, then said: "I am stupid and don't know..."
Emperor Wu Su pinched her chin with his fingers and moved them upwards while she was about to speak.
Pressed on her rosy lips.
Now, Ji Qingwu couldn't utter a word. The fingers between her lips were burning hot, and she stared at him blankly.
"If you are stupid, don't say too much."
While speaking, Emperor Wu Su's fingers rubbed her lips in a vicious way.
If you can't say what he wants to hear, then don't say it at all.
His long fingers, with calluses from martial arts practitioners, rubbed her lips, which were as soft as petals, causing both pain and numbness.
Press her lips and call her stupid.
Ji Qingwu really wanted to bite him, but this action was not only insubordinate, but also too ambiguous.
She climbed onto his outstretched arm with both hands and pushed away, trying to escape his grasp, but the long arm seemed to be made of iron, and her fingers were sore from pinching it, but she couldn't move it at all.
Emperor Wu Su narrowed his eyes and looked at her fingertips, which were white with a tinge of pink, pushing him away with all her strength.
"Not good."
It sounded like a rebuke, but also like a dangerous whisper.
Afterwards, Emperor Wu Su pinched the knuckles of her chin and applied a little force, forcing her to tilt her head higher. The two of them were now within range where they could hear each other's breath.
Ambergris wafted around her nose and lingered on the smooth skin of her cheeks.
Ji Qingwu widened her watery eyes and saw that handsome face, as clear as a god, infinitely magnified in her eyes, so big that she could see herself clearly in his eyes.
Her hair is disheveled, her skirt is tight on her body, and she looks helpless, as if she wants you to pick more of her...her charming look.
Why does she look like she's trying to win favor?
Ji Qingwu was restrained and unable to move. He could only close his eyes in despair.
But even when she closed her eyes, she could still feel the gaze from above her head passing across her face little by little, and her lips trembled slightly.
"Am I so scary?"
Ji Qingwu said nothing and didn't open her eyes. If possible, she wanted to cover her ears.
It's just that scary.
Whenever she touched him, she felt fear from the bottom of her heart, and an inexplicable palpitation.
Emperor Wu Su said in a deep voice: "If you hide, you will be punished."
Ji Qingwu thought in confusion: What kind of punishment is this? Is my head finally going to move...
The rebellious hand finally left her lips and grasped her slender waist.
Ji Qingwu suddenly opened his eyes and his body stiffened.
Seeing that her back was tense like a bow, the hand patted her gently with comforting intent, just as she often did to Jiujiu.
However, there was still a big difference in the posture. Emperor Wu Su put his hands together, just holding her slender waist, and then stroked her back.
If Ji Qingwu wanted to stay away from the touch of the hand, she had to straighten her chest and move forward. From a distance, it looked like she had taken the initiative to rub against Emperor Wu Su's body.
If you look back, you won’t be able to look forward.
She had nowhere to retreat, trapped between the big hand behind her and the hot chest in front of her.
Emperor Wu Su curled his lips and coaxed him: "Be obedient and don't move."
Who is moving around?
Even through her outer robe, Ji Qingwu could feel the touch and heat of the big hand, which was exploring from the hollow of her waist, along her distinct spine, and up one section at a time.
Even every vertebrae was massaged carefully.
The flesh around the spine was flexible and firm, and he rubbed it open inch by inch.
At some point, Ji Qingwu relaxed his body. It was indeed comfortable to be massaged by such warm and powerful hands.
Seeing that she had let down her guard, her body was as soft as a cloud, and she was obedient and allowed him to do whatever he wanted, Emperor Wu Su's hand moved to the two thin butterfly bones.
The palm stayed here the longest, as if it loved this place the most, and the technique became more and more gentle, more like a comfort after falling into the water.
Although it is on the back, it also soothes the heart inside.
When someone patted his back, all the grievances in Ji Qingwu's heart disappeared.
What she thought was a heartwarming act was seen as charming by others.
Ji Qingwu has a lot of theoretical knowledge, but his only practical experience is from forcing someone to have sex. He has never even kissed someone, so he is still ignorant of love affairs.
Thinking it was just a massage, when the kneading lasted longer, she uncontrollably softened into a puddle of water and could no longer stand.
She could only weakly lay her head on those broad and strong shoulders, her red lips slightly parted, like a fish out of water, breathing rapidly and her face flushed.
She didn't understand why she reacted so strongly.
Emperor Wu Su, who took everything in, had eyes as deep as the abyss.
He teased, "My original intention was to punish you, but it accidentally turned into a reward."
She is the only one who has the honor of being served personally by His Majesty the Emperor.
Li Yuzong was originally waiting on the side, but now he has retreated ten meters away, but he can still see the shadows of the two people.
When had the cold and hard emperor ever behaved so considerately, as if he wanted to rub the person in his arms into his own body?
Ji Qingwu's ears had already turned red, but when he heard that the punishment had turned into a reward, they turned red again, and his earlobes looked like rubies.
She frowned slightly, her eyes were full of tears, and she said with a mixture of infatuation and resentment: "I didn't ask your majesty..."
He had to do it this way.
The woman leaning in his arms had a soft body, a sweet voice, and eyes full of life.
This reaction is very painful.
Emperor Wu Su no longer looked cold and said with a low laugh: "So, it was my wishful thinking."
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