Chapter 155 Removing the Disguise, the Goddess's Appearance
But she learned from many people that the emperor and the little prince were not close, and Yuan Heng's little hands were often beaten with a ruler.
She had also witnessed firsthand several times that the emperor was mostly in a serious and reprimanding manner in front of Yuan Heng.
After asking the question, Ji Qingwu realized that she seemed to have asked a foolish question.
Yuan Heng was, after all, the emperor's only son, and was naturally a treasure in the Phoenix Palace.
But the meaning of cherishing it is different.
What she wanted to ask was whether he, like her, acted out of love.
However, the birth of these two children was not based on love; in a sense, both parties were coerced.
Ji Qingwu had never felt so remorseful about the system and the huge mistake he had made.
Emperor Wusu lowered his eyes; he understood the meaning behind her words.
“In the days after Yuan Heng was first sent to my side, he cried all night long, and he could only sleep peacefully during the day by asking the women in the camp to take care of him.”
Hearing him bring up the past, Ji Qingwu bit her lip.
She swayed, wanting to back away, but Yuan Heng was in this story, and she really wanted to know how he was doing during that time.
"Is Yuanheng crying and fussing a lot? Children are all like that..."
Ji Qingwu's voice grew softer and softer.
She couldn't lie to herself, because Chiu Chiu wasn't like that; with her by her side, the little one could sleep soundly for almost the entire night.
Emperor Wusu frowned as if recalling some embarrassing incident, saying, "For the first month, his cries were louder than a wolf's howl, but later they gradually improved."
Ji Qingwu asked softly, "Have you hired a wet nurse to take care of me?"
Emperor Wusu glanced at her with a half-smile and said, "Back then, there was chaos and war. Let alone finding a wet nurse from a respectable family, it was difficult to even find some breast milk."
Yes, that was during a time of widespread warfare.
She was busy running around with her child, looking disheveled and looking for a place to stay every day.
At that time, he was the General Who Pacifies the North of Liang, and he not only had to busy himself with military campaigns, but also had a crying infant to take care of.
Ji Qingwu asked, "If we can't find a wet nurse, what did Yuan Heng eat to grow up?"
Emperor Wusu's expression froze for a moment before he said, "Wolf milk."
"Yuan Heng was raised on wolf's milk?" Ji Qingwu was in shock and couldn't recover for a long time.
She had anticipated the situation would be difficult, but she never imagined it would be this difficult.
Emperor Wusu said, "It's not what you think. As I just said, Yuan Heng's crying was deafening. He summoned several wild wolves with cubs at night, so I ordered people to catch those wolves and feed them for half a month."
Ji Qingwu's throat was dry and hoarse as he imagined the scene in his mind.
He continued, "Yuan Heng drank wolf milk for half a month. After these female wolves were released, they would occasionally bring some prey to the camp entrance. These female wolves are more affectionate than humans."
Ji Qingwu was immediately rendered speechless and his meaning was unclear.
Emperor Wusu glanced at her and said, "I often take care of him at night. Looking at his little face red from crying, it's like seeing another person."
Ji Qingwu paused for a moment, then lowered his head and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, do you harbor resentment towards me?"
Instead of answering, he asked, "What do you think?"
Ji Qingwu nodded, saying indifferently, "If I were in that situation, I would also feel resentment and hatred."
But after she said those words, pretending not to care, a sharp pain shot through her heart.
I saw her brows furrowed and her eyes filled with endless pain.
Emperor Wusu couldn't help but sigh; she still couldn't open her heart to him.
He had an idea; time was of the essence, so he decided to give her a strong dose of medicine.
"Only with love can there be hate, Ah Wu, do you understand?"
When she met his gaze, her heart clenched as if burned.
Love is hard to express, hate is hard to express; his eyes are filled with emotions he cannot let go of.
In the end, Ji Qingwu left the Qin Zheng Hall in a panic, but he still had a shred of rationality and remembered to take Qiuqiu home with him.
We cannot leave her treasures in the palace.
In the Wutong Garden.
The towering sycamore tree, its canopy already covering a patch of sky, its glossy green leaves clustered on its slender branches.
Among the treetops, one can already vaguely see the still tender green flower buds.
Ji Qingwu sat at the stone table under the tree, staring at the eaves in the distance.
Lanzhi put the dried herbs into a cloth bag and asked with concern, "Fifth Miss, you've been in this position all morning and have sighed more than a hundred times. Did you encounter some difficulties yesterday?"
Ji Qingwu nodded emphatically: "Difficult, extremely difficult."
Lanzhi said, "Lord Duan has already sent over the restaurant contract, what are you still worried about?" The maid couldn't think of anything that could be causing the young lady such distress.
When Ji Qingwu heard the business agreement, she thought of the jade ring and Emperor Wusu's words that he wanted her to be happy.
But she's not happy now.
Even though she tried to escape a thousand times, Emperor Wusu still managed to find her weaknesses time and time again.
Qiuqiu and Yuanheng are her death knell.
Ji Qingwu covered her face, and through her fingers she could see the branches and leaves swaying in the wind, so free and vibrant.
She was repeatedly driven to distraction by him...
No, she couldn't let herself continue down this path of chaos.
At least I can't be the only one making a mess of things...
Ji Qingwu suddenly stood up and stared straight at Lanzhi.
Lanzhi was startled by the intense light in her eyes: "Fifth Miss, why are you looking at me like that?"
She called out, "Lanzhi, do my makeup!"
Lanzhi wondered, somewhat puzzled, that it was already past noon and lunch had already been eaten, so why did the Fifth Miss, who usually didn't care much about dressing up, suddenly want to get ready?
Ji Qingwu sat in front of the dressing table, in front of her were a row of rouge, face powder and various hairpins.
Lanzhi, her face flushed with excitement, picked up her powder box.
She has excellent skills, but the Fifth Miss dislikes heavy makeup. This time, it's finally her time to show off her talents.
Ji Qingwu pressed her hand down and said, "Wait a moment."
Lanzhi pouted and said urgently, "Fifth Miss, didn't you say I would do your makeup?"
Ji Qingwu looked at himself in the bronze mirror and came up with an excuse.
“I’ve been sitting under the tree for too long and I’ve sweated a bit. I’d like to take a shower first. Go and prepare some hot water.”
Lanzhi obeyed and went to prepare hot water. She knew the Fifth Miss's rules, so she put down the bath powder, scented soap, long towel, and change of clothes and went out.
Ji Qingwu took off his clothes and entered the bathtub.
Her reflection was mirrored in the clear water. She stretched out her fair fingers, stirred the water, and scattered her reflection.
About half an hour later.
Lanzhi was outside the bathroom when she heard the sound of water coming out of the bath. She went in to serve her.
Ji Qingwu had her back to her and was putting on her inner garment when Lanzhi walked around to her front, intending to tie the belt for her.
But as soon as she saw her face, Lanzhi froze on the spot, her outstretched arm unable to move.
"Fifth Miss..."
Ji Qingwu tied the rope himself and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"
Her words were clear and melodious, and it was the familiar voice of Lanzhi.
She swallowed hard; the Fifth Miss's appearance was exactly as described in the picture book—
Under the hazy moonlight, her thin clothes revealed her as a goddess, shy and charming, displaying her ethereal beauty.
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