Chapter 243 Keeping His Heart Requires My Skills
Looking at the lush greenery filling the room, Wei Ting stood there.
His fingers absentmindedly fiddled with the tassel of the jade flute in his hand, his eyes flashing with a tense yet determined light.
Ji Qingwu said bluntly, "Why should I believe you just because you say so?"
Wei Ting carefully observed her reaction but couldn't detect the slightest fluctuation in her emotions.
"You may not believe me, I can't control your thoughts, but you can't interfere with what I want to do either."
Seeing Ji Qingwu's slightly furrowed brows, Wei Ting continued, "I will not force you to do anything anymore. It was my rashness to ask for your hand in marriage during the morning court session without discussing it with you beforehand."
"But I didn't have any other intentions, I just wanted to marry you."
Ji Qingwu had mixed feelings.
She remained silent because she couldn't tell whether Wei Ting's words were genuine or feigned.
But if Wei Ting continues to use forceful methods, she can still fight back with a clear conscience.
But he used force first, then courtesy, and his words were earnest, which made things difficult.
Before Ji Qingwu could say anything, Wei Ting interrupted him.
"I'm just doing what you did to me back then. I don't think Dr. Wu will refuse again."
What she did...
But her current situation is different from Wei Ting's back then.
As for the differences, Ji Qingwu felt she still needed to explain them to him.
Ji Qingwu was silent for a moment, then suddenly looked up and said solemnly, "General Wei."
Wei Ting seemed to sense what she was about to say, and his heart sank, but he did not run away.
Instead, she asked directly, "What do you want to say?"
Ji Qingwu's moist eyes were like translucent black jade.
"General Wei, I have found someone I love, and if possible, I would like to stay with him for a long time."
She looked at him, her voice gentle, all the tenderness stemming from thinking of the person in her heart.
Wei Ting could tell that this time, Ji Qingwu was neither making excuses nor lying to him.
Rather, every word came from the heart.
sincere......
Wei Ting's throat bobbed.
Ji Qingwu looked at him with unwavering eyes and asked, "General Wei, are you sure you still want to do something that is destined to have no result?"
His feet were rooted to the spot, and his voice became stiff.
"If the Fifth Doctor's preferences change so easily, it's hard to guarantee that he won't change his mind in a few more days."
Ji Qingwu said, "Perhaps General Wei's mind has changed?"
On his way here, Wei Ting reminded himself that no matter what happened or what she said, he had to control his temper.
But now the worst has happened: Ji Qingwu not only doesn't love him, but she also has someone else in her heart.
Wei Ting already knew who this "other person" was.
He said, "Doctor Wu is too confident. As for the person you have in your heart, let alone whether you can understand his feelings, what will you do if he changes his mind?"
Upon hearing Wei Ting's words, Ji Qingwu knew that he had already astutely guessed that the person she was referring to was the emperor.
Moreover, he hit the nail on the head, pointing out all her concerns.
But Ji Qingwu had already quietly made up her mind, and she didn't mind that Wei Ting was the first person to know the news.
"There's no need for General Wei to worry about that. We only live for a short 30,000 days. What's the point if we think about everything too clearly and are too concerned about gains and losses?"
Ji Qingwu's lips curved into a smile.
"Besides, whether I can keep his heart depends on my own abilities."
Wei Ting walked out of the clinic, his face filled with a deep and uneasy melancholy. One wrong step could lead to a series of mistakes.
Back then, she did so many things to pursue him, seemingly with deep affection and great care, but she lacked sincerity. Why should he reciprocate with equal affection?
He watched from the sidelines, remaining calm and restrained, and simply let her go.
But when they met again, he always thought they still had a chance.
They had been together for two years, but she never revealed her true feelings.
But Ji Qingwu had only been back in the capital for half a year when she revealed her heart, which she had kept hidden and unwilling to show to others.
She even gave it to the ruler of the world, to the person most likely to hurt her.
Ji Qingwu has a natural insensitivity to matters of the heart. Wei Ting frowned, wondering what had happened in such a short time.
On her way to the clinic, Mo Lingling brushed past Wei Ting.
She glanced at him unintentionally and was startled by his expression. His gloomy face was no less than Duan Mingfeng's from the previous night.
Mo Lingling came in clutching her chest.
Ji Qingwu was standing among the thousand-year-old orchids, sneezing loudly. Upon seeing her, he hurriedly said, "Lingling, come here."
Mo Lingling was about to jog over, but she hissed and then walked over with uneven steps.
Seeing that she walked in an odd way, Ji Qingwu looked her up and down.
As she approached, Ji Qingwu smelled the medicine on her and asked in surprise, "Are you injured?"
She shouldn't have been injured when they parted ways in the room yesterday.
Mo Lingling explained in a way that seemed to imply something was amiss: "Miss Ji, nothing happened. There's nothing between him and me."
Seeing her hesitant manner, Ji Qingwu asked, "Him? Who is he, Lord Duan?"
Mo Lingling touched the back of her neck and said, "Yesterday I cut my foot on a rock at the bottom of the lake. He saw it and bandaged it for me. That's all. Nothing else."
The injury that even Ji Qingwu didn't notice must have been a minor, uninjured one.
Unexpectedly, the Imperial City Envoy, known for his ruthlessness and having witnessed bloodshed stretching for miles, could even notice the smallest wounds on a woman's feet.
Ji Qingwu stroked his chin and said, "I feel like there's still a bit of regret in your tone."
Mo Lingling opened her eyes wide and quickly shook her head, saying, "No way! I was scared to death yesterday. I almost thought my leg was going to be ruined and I would never be able to walk again."
Ji Qingwu pieced together the details and said, "Oh? It was Lord Duan who personally applied the medicine for you."
Mo Lingling scratched her head: "Yeah, he's a really... kind person."
I wonder what Duan Mingfeng would think if he received this compliment from a kind-hearted person.
Ji Qingwu stopped teasing her and started talking about serious matters.
She said solemnly, "Lingling."
Mo Lingling blinked slowly, feeling that her name suddenly sounded more beautiful and precious when Miss Ji called her.
Ji Qingwu said, "I would like to entrust this clinic to you for management."
"The clinic will open in a few days. If you are willing to take it over, these days will be very tough."
"Manager Mi can help you with bookkeeping, but you still need to learn how to read the ledgers. At least you need to be able to spot where the mistakes are. You also need to start learning about medicinal herbs and medical principles."
Mo Lingling's eyes grew brighter and brighter as she listened.
Ji Qingwu looked at her and said, "I'll take care of everything. If you have any problems that you can't handle, you can come to me."
"Are you willing?"
Mo Lingling exclaimed excitedly, "I'd be a thousand times willing!"
"As long as the clinic exists, I will stay! The clinic..."
Ji Qingwu interrupted Mo Lingling, who was about to express her determination.
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