Chapter 144 Can I kiss you? If not, how about two kisses?
Yuan Heng didn't speak, but he tilted his head back even higher.
Her fair face was glistening, and her dark eyes were fixed on her intently.
Ji Qingwu suppressed a laugh and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead and the tip of his nose.
In the sunlight, the woman's profile was beautiful, her hair flowing like clouds.
As she gently wiped him, Yuan Heng's eyes grew brighter and brighter, unwilling to look away from her. He wanted to get closer to her, but he couldn't move his feet.
After wiping him, Ji Qingwu found it strange that Yuan Heng's skin, which had been touched, began to turn red. However, her handkerchief was made of silk floss, which was soft and absorbent, and should not have hurt his skin.
Yuan Heng's face was flushed pink, even redder than after he finished practicing his sword, which intertwined with his feigned indifference, yet his arrogance was still faintly visible.
Ji Qingwu smiled gently and asked softly, "May I hug His Highness?"
Before she could finish speaking, and before he could agree, she had already pulled Yuan Heng into her arms. The warmth and intimacy made the little guy forget his reserve and not push her away.
Xiao Shunzi, who was wholeheartedly devoted to protecting his master, panicked and cried out, "Let go of our prince... Ugh... Ugh ugh ugh..."
Then, Xiao Dongzi acted swiftly, this time simply kidnapping Shunzi, while signaling to the others with his eyes to leave quickly.
The palace servants in Qianyuan Hall immediately retreated to the corridor to wait quietly.
Having finally gotten a chance to meet Yuan Heng privately, Ji Qingwu was not about to let it slip away easily.
Once no one was around, she looked down at the little one in her arms. He only struggled a few times symbolically before quickly giving up.
He even secretly rested his little face on her shoulder.
Ji Qingwu sincerely praised, "Your Highness, it must be so hard to get up so early every day to practice martial arts, but you are so amazing."
The little guy said in a serious tone in his childish voice, "This is the right thing to do. Father said that only by becoming stronger can we protect those we want to protect."
As he spoke, his hair brushed against Ji Qingwu's neck, tickling her slightly. It felt as if the void in her heart had been filled by the warm little body in her arms.
Both of them felt a sense of novelty.
Yuan Heng was cared for by a wet nurse when he was young, but he never had any intention of getting close to her.
But her embrace was soft and fragrant, and he longed to bury his face in it. After thinking for a moment, he carefully tilted his head and rested it on her shoulder, revealing a small chubby cheek that looked incredibly cute.
Ji Qingwu felt that the touch in his arms was very different.
Last time, because of the critical situation, she didn't know that this was her precious baby, and didn't really get to experience what it felt like to hold him.
What she found strange was that, despite being twins, the little girl's body was soft and limp no matter how she held her. But the little boy was quite different; although Yuan Heng was young, his bones and muscles were strong, and his flesh was firm.
Perhaps this is the effect of practicing martial arts every morning?
Ji Qingwu lifted his little bottom and bounced him around a bit.
Yes, as expected.
It's a solid little chubby dumpling.
Yuan Heng was surprised by her boldness, and his upturned eyes widened into round pupils.
Ji Qingwu joked, "You're much heavier than when I carried you last time."
Upon hearing this, Yuan Heng looked at her slender arms, which were much thinner and weaker than his wet nurse's. He placed his hand on her shoulder and frowned, saying, "Put me down."
Ji Qingwu carefully observed his expression. Although his eyebrows were furrowed, his eyes shone with a few bright lights. She knew that he did not dislike it, but rather that he shared the same awkward personality as his father.
The little one was embarrassed, worried that she would get tired.
Ji Qingwu still had the strength to carry him.
Just as Yuan Heng was about to speak, his vision suddenly began to spin. His mouth gaped open in surprise, and he quickly wrapped his arms around her neck.
Ji Qingwu actually hugged him and twirled around lightly.
"Are you dizzy?" she asked with a smile.
"I...I'm not dizzy."
Yuan Heng's voice was filled with barely suppressed laughter; his excitement made him almost unable to control himself.
Ji Qingwu did a triple spin in place, her skirt swaying in layers like blooming flowers, and both the big and small faces were beaming with joy.
She slowly stopped and looked at the little prince, who was dressed in a turquoise brocade robe. He was like a delicious jade cake clinging to her.
Without blinking, she asked, "Can I have a kiss?"
"This...this is...impossible," Yuan Heng said in astonishment, his words stammering.
At the same time as his refusal came a remarkably clear kiss.
Ji Qingwu kissed his right cheek directly.
Yuan Heng's pupils dilated slightly, his eyes like a clear, bottomless lake, reflecting Ji Qingwu's smiling face.
“Since Your Highness says no—” she drawled, and placed a light kiss on his left cheek.
"Then give me two kisses."
If we can't kiss once, then let's kiss twice.
Yuan Heng quickly buried his face in her ear, as if trying to avoid her kiss by hiding his face.
Ji Qingwu suddenly realized that this child's personality was not entirely like his father's; he seemed to be easily shy.
A forced melon isn't sweet, but it certainly makes you want to twist it and bully it.
But not long after, the little dumpling poked its head out again, its dark eyes filled with a restrained anticipation.
Ji Qingwu put him down at this moment, unaware of the change in his expression.
Finally, Ji Qingwu left with Xiao Dongzi, humming a song and beaming with smiles.
As soon as the two left the entrance of the Hall of Diligent Governance, Xiao Shunzi immediately ran forward with a mournful face, looking at the little prince with guilt.
It's all that little Dongzi's fault for being so strong and serving the Emperor. He didn't have the courage to stop him. It was because he failed to protect the pure and innocent young master that the Ji family's young lady took liberties with him again. He hung his head dejectedly, waiting for His Highness's reprimand.
Yuan Heng raised his sleeve, smelled his own scent, and then beckoned Xiao Shunzi to come closer.
He frowned and asked, "Smell it?"
Xiao Shunzi sniffed a few times and smelled a faint floral and fruity fragrance. This scent was unique and must have come from Ji Qingwu, but he dared not say so and pretended to be ignorant, saying, "Your Highness, this servant did not smell anything."
Upon hearing this, Yuan Heng's brows relaxed slightly, and he said with dissatisfaction, "Since I don't smell of sweat, why did she walk so fast?"
Then he muttered to himself, "Why did you only kiss my cheek and forget my forehead?"
Xiao Shunzi's mind was in turmoil: ......
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Ji Qingwu returned home and went to Anjuyuan first.
Madam Qiao sat in the main hall, intently flipping through the account books in her hands. A dozen or so maids stood in the hall, answering each other respectfully.
Chunhua said, "Madam, the Fifth Miss has returned."
Qiao glanced up, her expression softening, and said, "Xiao Wu, come and sit down."
Ji Qingwu looked around at the faces of the servants. Although a few looked nervous, they didn't seem to have done anything wrong; it was probably just routine questioning.
But I had a vague feeling that something was not so simple.
Qiao closed the account book in her hand, her expression returning to seriousness.
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