Chapter 67 Her identity has long been revealed
Mo Lingling said: "My dear, are you lying to me? There is no such a good person in the world."
Ji Qingwu immediately gave a very convincing example.
"Yes, for example, the young man in front of you. If there are men like this, how can there not be women like this?"
Mo Lingling stared at Emperor Wu Su.
Needless to say, his handsome appearance makes him the focus of attention wherever he goes.
Even if one tries to restrain his aura, it still gives people a sense of oppression that cannot be ignored.
She had seen many awe-inspiring court officials in the Liangxiang Pavilion, but none of them could compare to the majesty of this nobleman who just raised his eyes and gave a slight pressure.
Mo Lingling lowered her head in disappointment. It really was like this.
Ji Qingwu nodded: "There are always people who are better than you, there is no need to feel ashamed of yourself, young lady."
Seeing that they dared to discuss the emperor, Duan Mingfeng said angrily: "How can you be so presumptuous in front of the master!"
The Deputy Historian of the Imperial City Administration was a little too emotional, which was not like his style. Emperor Wu Su looked at him calmly.
"An old acquaintance?"
Duan Mingfeng was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said yes.
Emperor Wu Su stood up and said calmly, "Ming Feng, send this Miss Mo back."
"I still have to protect..."
"That's fine."
Duan Mingfeng took the order and strode over, grabbed Mo Lingling's arm, and dragged her out, as if he was going to drag her out for execution.
Mo Lingling turned back and said, "My dear, just accept me. I'm determined to be with you!"
Hearing that she was still pestering him, Duan Mingfeng's brows darkened, and he had already thought of knocking her out and taking her away.
Ji Qingwu also stood up, looked at Emperor Wu Su, and said softly: "Sir, help her."
After all, the woman was pregnant, and Duan Mingfeng dragged her away without any mercy.
"How can I help you? Help you marry her?" Emperor Wu Su stretched out his long arm and pulled Ji Qingwu in front of him.
He looked at the snow-white collar at her neckline and asked, "Has your first wife agreed? Why don't you ask her but ask me instead?"
First wife... Ji Qingwu was speechless. This was just her way of evading Mo Lingling. How could she have a first wife? The reason she asked him was, of course, because he was so powerful.
Emperor Wu Su slowly approached her, his steps neither hurried nor slow, with a probing look in his eyes.
She couldn't help but take a step back, feeling a little flustered. Whenever they were together in private, she always felt defeated.
At the same time.
Mo Lingling, who was dragged by Duan Mingfeng, held on to the handrail of the stairs tightly with both hands, and looked back eagerly at the young man who was the best in her heart.
Then he was frightened and stopped struggling for a moment, and as a result he was dragged and fell to the ground.
Seeing her sitting on the ground, staring blankly at the upstairs, Duan Mingfeng also turned his head to look.
I saw a handsome young man in a blue robe and his master, one retreating in panic, and the other approaching unscrupulously.
Until the young man's thin white neck was held down, his thin body had nowhere to escape and was pressed against the wall of the private room, unable to move.
This scene makes one blush and heart beat fast.
Mo Lingling's knees hurt from the fall, but she felt better. She murmured, "It turns out he's a homosexual. It's normal that he doesn't like me."
Dare to say that the emperor is gay, Duan Mingfeng covered her mouth and warned her in a cold voice: "If you still want to live, shut up and pretend you didn't see anything."
The atmosphere between the two people upstairs.
But it's not as beautiful as outsiders see.
Emperor Wu Su suppressed the emotion in his eyes and asked indifferently, "What did the brothel maid call you for?"
Ji Qingwu, who had his neck pinched, felt a sense of crisis that he was controlled from head to toe.
She said politely, "My dear."
These two words do not contain any extra emotion, but to a man's ears, they sound indescribably soothing and comfortable.
Emperor Wu Su looked down from her collar and asked with interest, "Which family are you from? Tell me your name so I can see if I know you."
Ji Qingwu couldn't continue to make up stories, otherwise he would have to use countless lies to cover up the lie.
She could no longer play dumb, so she laughed dryly and said, "Your Majesty, you have a very good eye. You can see through my attire at a glance."
Emperor Wu Su's eyes wandered over her face: "I see through more than just this."
There is deep meaning in his words.
Ji Qingwu's eyes were shocked.
She knew that she should take the opportunity to ask what else the emperor saw through. He was tempting her to find the answer.
But can she bear the consequences of asking? She knew that this day would come sooner or later, but she was just timid.
Emperor Wu Su stared at her lips, which were as soft as petals, waiting for her reply.
Ji Qingwu clenched his hands, then unclenched them, then clenched them into fists again, his face wrinkled.
She said nervously and carefully: "I have a question for your majesty. Can you promise not to be angry?"
"That depends on what the problem is."
Emperor Wu Su reached out and stroked her face, his tone unusually gentle.
"However, since it was Ah Wu who asked, I will be more patient."
His eyes were so scorching that Ji Qingwu couldn't help but lower his eyes.
Just then, she accidentally caught a glimpse of something.
In an instant, her pupils shrank sharply, and her heart was filled with huge waves.
There was a jade pendant hanging on his robe.
It is a lively little koi.
Her eyes were filled with heat. This was the jade pendant that she had personally stuffed into Yuan Heng's quilt. Jiujiu also had an identical one. It was a pair of carp pendants made for her by Qiao.
Ji Qingwu's lips couldn't help but tremble.
She left this jade pendant to Yuan Heng, but he kept it all the time...
Moving my sight slightly upwards, I saw that the rope holding the jade pendant was a colorful thread.
It was the one she had woven with her own hands yesterday in the Qinzheng Hall while he was pressing her down on the dragon throne.
He did not wear it on his wrist but in such a way that it was hanging from his body.
The five-colored thread and the koi pendant, both of these things are hers.
Every eyelash of Ji Qingwu was trembling, and the blood in his body seemed to be surging constantly.
In fact, Emperor Wu Su had already known her identity.
She had been deceiving herself all along, and he was waiting for her to reveal the truth...
But why wasn't he as angry as she had imagined?
Are you planning to wait until she falls into your trap and then punish her together? Or he is especially tolerant towards the woman with whom he had a night of passion.
Ji Qingwu's mind was flooded with all the things that had happened since she returned home.
The oral order clearly told her that the emperor did not want Ji's daughter to enter the palace as a concubine.
But he regrets it now.
He wanted her.
So, what was it about her that made him so eager?
On the desk in the Qinzheng Hall, she had seen Emperor Wu Su's dark expression, which was a naked and undisguised desire.
Emperor Wu Su had been on the throne for many years, but he had only one prince. Even though Concubine Wei was so favored, she did not give birth to a son or daughter.
Thinking of this, her heart tightened and her nails unconsciously dug into the flesh, leaving bright red blood marks.
It was because he discovered the secret that only she could give birth to his offspring.
All he wanted was her body.
Emperor Wu Su gently stroked her delicate chin with his thumb and urged, "Why don't you ask?"
Ji Qingwu took a deep breath, his eyes flickering.
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