Chapter 162 His Majesty the Emperor served diligently, enduring the pain.
At this moment, Li Yuzong brought in a white jade jar, along with a female physician.
Ji Qingwu looked at him with gratitude for his thoughtful and timely action.
Li Yuzong was smiling broadly at her, while Emperor Wusu glanced at him impatiently.
His smile vanished instantly: "This old servant takes his leave."
Eunuch Li strode out again, taking the female physician with him.
Ji Qingwu suddenly felt an itch in her teeth and wanted to bite the emperor too, but she only dared to think about it.
The heavy palace doors were closed again, and the room returned to silence.
Emperor Wusu held a medicine pot in his hand, seemingly considering whether to take off the soft silk trousers or roll them up.
Ji Qingwu quickly tightened his trousers and shrank back.
Her behavior was just like that of a weak and helpless woman who had been abducted by a villain.
Especially when the emperor, expressionless, leaned down, grabbed her ankle, and dragged her away, it all seemed even more convincing.
As soon as Ji Qingwu tried to move, a hot, throbbing pain shot through his knee.
She pretended that she wasn't in pain and said, "Your Majesty, I'm fine."
She didn't want anything else to happen to her knee.
Emperor Wusu's face was like that of a dignified and upright gentleman. He was unaware that he was doing something reckless. Instead, he accused Ji Qingwu, who was clutching his waistband tightly, of having wild thoughts.
"What are you thinking? Don't move, let me check if you've bumped or hurt yourself."
The skin on her ankle, which he was holding, was burning hot. Ji Qingwu shook her head, unable to believe him.
He continued, "Judging from the sound of you kneeling just now, I know you must have at least some bruises. If you don't rub them now, your knees will swell up like steamed buns. You won't be able to walk when you get back. You'll fall every ten steps and be surrounded by palace servants on the way."
Which is more humiliating: walking with your pants down and your bare bottom exposed, tripping and falling face-first into the mud?
Ji Qingwu made a decisive choice.
The embarrassment we're making now is only for the emperor's benefit.
The wound on her body must be caused by some extraordinary medicine from the palace; she should recover as soon as possible.
Having convinced himself of this, Ji Qingwu pointed to the wide-legged trousers and said, "These trousers are wide-legged, so you can pull them up without taking them off."
Emperor Wusu didn't react much. Ji Qingwu carefully observed his expression and took the initiative to roll up his trousers to above his knees.
I was afraid that if I was too late, he would rip my pants off.
Upon seeing her action, the emperor subtly curled the corners of his lips, then suppressed it again.
He looked at the jade-colored calves lying in front of him. The legs were smooth and delicate, long and well-proportioned, not as slender as willow branches, but light and yet full of strength.
It inevitably brings to mind the graceful arc of her slender legs as she mounted the horse, her legs tracing the stirrups in mid-air.
However, the only drawback is that the skin on the knees, which was originally as smooth as jade, has developed a lot of bruises.
Ji Qingwu tried to reach out and take the ointment from his hand, but he raised his hand, stretching out his long arm and raising it even higher.
She looked up and realized it was beyond the height her arms could reach.
Given that the last time His Majesty the Emperor wiped her face, it looked like it had been swept by a storm, she really dared not let him apply medicine for her, lest it cause further damage.
Ji Qingwu spoke gently and politely, "I am a doctor, and I know how to apply medicine. Is Your Majesty still not at ease?"
Emperor Wusu was determined to apply the medicine to her personally.
His gaze was fixed intently on her knees, and he scooped out a piece of pinkish-white ointment with his fingertips, placing it in his palm.
The man had a high body temperature, so the Jade Glory Ointment melted very quickly in his palm, and the fresh, bittersweet aroma of the herbs filled the air first.
Ji Qingwu sniffed.
He asked, "What do you smell?"
"Panax notoginseng, Aconitum carmichaelii, Achyranthes bidentata, Angelica dahurica, dried ginger..." Ji Qingwu's eyes grew brighter as he spoke of the herbs.
"What else?" Emperor Wusu asked patiently.
Is there anything else?
Ji Qingwu felt that he had guessed all the medicinal materials involved.
She curiously moved closer to his palm, her delicate nose twitching slightly, and said, "It also has a slightly sweet and refreshing taste."
Before she could finish speaking, a warm, large hand, carrying the cool ointment, covered her knee.
The "surprise attack" came so suddenly that Ji Qingwu immediately cried out in pain, his face contorted in agony.
He used a lot of force, and her knees immediately felt burning hot, and tears welled up uncontrollably in her eyes.
She then realized that the smell was not from any ointment, but from the brocade pouch worn by the emperor.
Emperor Wusu was trying to distract her.
His large hand enveloped her knee, and he said in a calm tone, "Bear with the pain."
Ji Qingwu bit her lip, looking at him with watery eyes, looking pitifully restrained.
Emperor Wusu, with unwavering eyes and firm hands, continued to knead and massage without diminishing his strength.
This Yu Rong ointment has excellent effects, but it needs to be thoroughly massaged into the skin.
At first, there was obvious pain, but after a while, it gradually turned into a comfortable feeling like being soaked in warm water.
Ji Qingwu felt as if she had come back to life, and she breathed a sigh of relief.
It must be said that Emperor Wusu was quite an expert in massage and kneading, knowing which muscles and acupoints would feel comfortable when massaged.
Ji Qingwu, who was being served so diligently by His Majesty the Emperor, felt a little smug.
If the prey relaxes its guard even for a moment, the cunning hunter will have it completely under his control. By the time she realized something was wrong, the hand had already moved upwards.
She pressed his hand down and said quickly, "It's all better now, Your Majesty, so please don't trouble yourself."
He said casually, "It's not a big deal."
The hand was still reaching upwards.
Ji Qingwu was pinned down by his shoulder, his back pressed against the railing of the couch, unable to move.
Could he be any more shameless? This isn't just a little bit off; it's like someone applying medicine to the knee but ending up on the thigh.
How could Emperor Wusu easily let go of the flesh he had touched?
Especially the skin and flesh here are like tender tofu, so soft and smooth, but they are hidden by the silk trousers, so you can't see the scenery inside.
Ji Qingwu sighed; she knew he wouldn't let her go.
At that moment, a slight sound came from the palace gate.
Li Yuzong poked half his head in again, but upon seeing the two's posture, he quickly lowered his head and turned his back.
She whispered, "Your Majesty, Consort Wei has sent a maid to invite you to a banquet. She says the food and wine are ready, and she and General Wei are waiting for you."
Yes, the emperor is going to have a banquet with the Wei siblings, and Consort Wei and Wei Ting are waiting for him to come over for a reunion dinner.
Ji Qingwu was stunned for a moment, then pushed him away.
She put down her silk trousers, straightened her skirt, and fled from the Hall of Diligent Governance as if escaping.
As she left, she was still thinking, "This medicine is truly miraculous; I don't feel any pain while walking."
My chest feels a little sore.
Back home.
Instead of sleeping alone, Chiu Chiu came to Wutong Garden.
The little girl had already taken a bath, and lay on the bed with her clean and fair face, playing by herself while Lanzhi fanned her from the side.
After Ji Qingwu entered the room, Lan Zhi came forward and smelled her distinctive scent.
These days, she has been helping the Fifth Miss tend to the herbs, and has also learned some medical principles and can smell the medicinal herbs.
Lanzhi, afraid that Qiuqiu would hear, asked in a low voice, "Fifth Miss, are you injured?"
Ji Qingwu smiled and told her not to worry, that it was nothing serious.
Chiu Chiu hadn't seen Fairy Mother's face for a long time, and her eyes lit up as soon as she saw her, as if her eyes were glued to her.
She looked like a great hero.
Curious, she asked, "Mother, did you successfully rescue Eunuch Li and the others?"
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