Chapter 9 When mother and son meet for the first time, I’ll kill you!
Ji Qingwu’s expression paused.
If you listen carefully, you can hear the sound of splashing water.
"Mom, someone fell into the water."
Mrs. Qiao listened carefully, but she couldn't hear clearly. Seeing that Xiaowu's expression was not right, she took her daughter's hand and tried to calm her down.
"Xiao Wu, this is the imperial palace. It's better to keep out of trouble than to worry about it." Qiao's voice was filled with a strong warning.
Ji Qingwu knew that he had to be cautious when acting in the palace, and saving people might bring him into trouble.
But for some reason, she felt uneasy.
As the cry for help grew weaker...
Ji Qingwu did not hesitate for a moment, shook off Qiao's hand, turned around and ran towards the direction of the call for help.
She ran to the edge of Taiye Lake, panting.
In the middle of the blue lake, there is a small figure struggling in the water.
He is a little boy about the same age as Jiujiu.
Ji Qingwu felt nervous. She looked around and found that there was not a single palace servant.
The sun was setting and the light outside was beginning to dim.
His little fists stretched out of the water and waved, his movements became slower and slower, and he was about to run out of strength and drown in the water.
Ji Qingwu calmly found the angle that was easiest for him to get into the water.
Her expression changed as she noticed that someone had laid fresh moss on the steps.
But the situation was urgent, and she didn't have time to think about it. She jumped and swam into the lake.
She had nimble hands and feet, a soft waist, and she swayed gently like a fish, swimming lightly and nimbly, and soon swam to the child.
Unable to speak in the water, she lifted the child with one hand and let him lean on her shoulder. With the child in this way, she paddled hard to the shore.
Even though she exchanged self-defense skills from the system and her strength increased greatly, her physical strength was still limited.
After getting ashore, Ji Qingwu sat on the steps and caught his breath.
The little boy was wet all over, and he didn't know when his short arms had wrapped around her delicate and smooth neck and he was leaning against her.
In this posture, Ji Qingwu couldn't see the child's face clearly, but he could see the robe he was wearing.
Even though the finest ice-blue silk was soaked in water, one could still see its gorgeous texture. The clothes were embroidered with elegant bamboo leaf patterns and snow-white piping. The small mutton-fat jade crown on his head further highlighted his extraordinary status.
He must be a young master from a wealthy family.
Ji Qingwu held his soft little body, gently patted the back of his head with his right hand, and comforted him softly.
"Touch the back of your head. You're not scared. You're okay now."
The little guy didn't respond and was surprisingly quiet.
His reaction was calmer than hers.
Could he have fainted?
Ji Qingwu quickly pulled him out of his arms, and met a pair of clear eyes like obsidian.
Those eyes, at such a young age, were already extremely majestic, and there was no longer any panic in their eyes as if they were asking for help in the water.
When their eyes met, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her heart.
What comes with it is a fear that seeps into the bones.
This child...
It immediately reminded her of a handsome man full of murderous aura.
It was the "Jade-faced Yama" who was famous in the northern military camp - General Dingbei, and also the target designated by the child-bearing system for her to attack.
The appearance of the little boy is exactly the same as that of the general, especially his pair of black eyes. They are intimidating without even being angry, and the corners of his eyes are subtly raised, revealing a cold aura.
When I glance at you coldly, I feel like I'm in an ice cellar.
Ji Qingwu still remembers that night five years ago vividly.
Ji Qingwu still remembers clearly the cold and murderous look in General Dingbei's eyes as he leaned on the couch in the military camp.
In the end, she blindfolded him with a silk cloth and tied his hands and feet with ropes she had prepared before she dared to approach him.
Over the years, she would occasionally dream of this scene in the middle of the night, and every time she would be frightened into a cold sweat.
But the child in front of him was still just a young child, who only looked similar, but had not yet acquired the domineering aura.
Although Ji Qingwu was frightened when he first saw it, he has calmed down.
The person in front of you is just a young child, there is no need to panic too much.
When Zhao Yuanheng saw the strange woman who had saved him, he frowned, as if seeing him was like seeing something terrible.
There was displeasure in his eyes, and a defiant look on his little face.
"Since you saved me, I will thank you."
This kid is so much like him.
Ji Qingwu's throat tightened and his head was confused. He wanted to say something but couldn't.
Will the child in front of me...
Will it!
The lake in front of me was sparkling, the lotus leaves nearby were swaying gently, and two koi were swimming leisurely under the leaves.
She suddenly remembered something.
So, Ji Qingwu quickly reached out and held Zhao Yuanheng, and was about to open his collar.
The little guy hadn't expected that she would dare to attack him, the prince, in the palace. He said coldly, "What are you doing? You are being rude to me! Don't you want to live?"
Ji Qingwu didn't even hear this kind of threat.
She was determined to verify her thoughts.
How could an adult's strength be compared to that of a four-year-old child? Ji Qingwu quickly took off his robe, revealing the boy's white and tender shoulders.
"How could there not be..."
Ji Qingwu didn't find what he wanted to see.
Her hand moved down and began to grope around the little guy's waist.
All his life, no one has dared to do anything to Zhao Yuanheng, regardless of his wishes.
His handsome face turned red, and his black eyes almost burst into flames. He shouted angrily: "How dare you! If you don't let me go, I will take your life!"
The little guy was already irritated by her actions.
Ji Qingwu confirmed that he did not have the Heli jade pendant on him and released his grip in disappointment.
Zhao Yuanheng was shocked by her expression.
After the woman stripped him of his clothes, she had an unsatisfied expression on her face, which made him so angry that his fair skin turned pink.
Ji Qingwu took a deep breath, maybe they just looked alike.
She is just too sensitive.
Look at the little person in front of me. With his clothes stripped off, he looks like a white dumpling.
Still a very angry glutinous rice ball.
Ji Qingwu didn't know why, but she felt relieved and suddenly wanted to laugh, so she did.
Joyful laughter echoed along the shore.
Ji Qingwu's tension and fear just now disappeared.
Looking at his puffy cheeks, he is so adorable.
She resisted the urge to pinch his face and asked with a smile, "You just said you wanted to kill me?"
Zhao Yuanheng had already put on his robes and replied proudly, "So what?"
Seeing that his collar was crooked, Ji Qingwu wanted to reach out and help him smooth his collar, but the little guy took a step back, as if he was afraid that she would do something "inappropriate" to him again.
She lowered her hands and said with a smile: "But, I just saved your life, how about this, we exchange our lives for each other's, how about that?"
The little guy turned his head away proudly, neither saying yes nor no, his little face still cold.
The next moment, his eyes widened significantly.
Because his right hand was held by the woman, and her palm was warm and soft.
Ji Qingwu hooked the little guy's short and thick little finger with his slender little finger, put them together, and shook them in a flattering manner.
Although Zhao Yuanheng appears mature beyond his years, he is still a child after all.
His body stubbornly did not move, but his eyes unconsciously followed Ji Qingwu's movements.
A pair of beautiful eyes are full of brilliance.
But the mouth is still hard.
"Even if you beg me—"
"Please, my young master is very generous."
Ji Qingwu shook their interlocked fingers, her eyes sparkling and her tone exceptionally soft.
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