Chapter 27 is utterly wrong! You are a wise and benevolent ruler!
Ji Qingwu's overly flustered expression was reflected in Emperor Wusu's deep eyes.
His deep voice carried a rare touch of gentleness.
mild?
If he were in Ji Qingwu's shoes, he would find it utterly unbelievable.
If you are caught off guard and forced into sexual assault, and then see your "enemy" again years later, anyone would be furious.
Moreover, he had already become an emperor who looked down upon the world, which should be a disgrace to him for the rest of his life.
Ji Qingwu's eyes flickered, his thoughts drifting far away.
The image of the first time she saw that face flashed through her mind.
At that time, she was a military doctor and had been in the northern military camp for more than a year.
But just the day before, she had learned that she had pursued the wrong person.
Who would have thought that there would be two commanders in one military camp, one the General Who Pacifies the North and the other the General Who Guards the North, with very similar titles.
Ji Qingwu's heart was entirely devoted to General Wei Ting, the Northern Garrison Commander. She not only took meticulous care of his daily life, but also learned riding skills to train horses for him, all to win a smile from her beloved.
She chased after Wei Ting every day, and everyone in the camp knew that this female military doctor was deeply in love with General Wei.
After spending more than a year together, Ji Qingwu had also developed feelings for Wei Ting. She secretly thought that this was fate and she wanted to fight for it.
She plans to first cultivate a relationship with her target, and then proceed to having a child in an orderly manner once they are mutually attracted.
She had seen General Zhao Mingyan of Dingbei from afar a few times, but never clearly. Her mind was preoccupied with the mission, and her heart was set on conquering Wei Ting.
Therefore, no matter how handsome and accomplished General Zhao was in the rumors, she firmly believed that Wei Ting was the best and looked down on others.
Then the system, which had been missing for a long time, suddenly reappeared, prompting her that the task needed to be completed as soon as possible and informing her that the progress of the strategy was 0.
She and the system spent the entire night reconciling the accounts...
Only then did I realize how terribly wrong she was.
Time is running out; preserving one's life is of the essence.
That day, Ji Qingwu stood at the camp gate, waiting for the real target to return to camp.
He was clad in silver armor and rode a magnificent steed as black as ink, galloping across the land.
"Zhao—" she called out in a high-pitched, coquettish voice, only managing to utter a single word.
The iron hooves trampled mercilessly across the ground, kicking up dust that blanketed her face, refusing to even glance at her.
Ji Qingwu racked his brains for several days in his tent and finally came up with a big idea: to poison the entire military camp by giving Zhao Mingyan a specially prepared Yin-Yang Harmony Powder.
She still remembered the cold, fierce look in his eyes when she lifted the curtain and appeared before him, as if he wanted to pierce her through on the spot.
That night, the night was truly deep and the dew heavy.
Outside, the cold wind howled, but inside the tent, there was a rare hint of spring.
The shadows overlapped in the tent, yet there was not a trace of romance between the two.
After it is done.
Ji Qingwu disappeared. Based on the idea that the most dangerous place is the safest place, she waited to give birth at a post station a few miles away from the military camp.
That post station was just a sentry post, with a few dilapidated military tents, and she hid there.
......
Inside the Hall of Diligent Governance at this moment.
Ji Qingwu and Emperor Wusu looked at each other and found that there was a brilliant light in his eyes, a profound meaning that was hard to understand, but no anger.
Why aren't you answering?
Such calmness and composure are really strange.
Ji Qingwu's rationality briefly returned.
Suddenly, I remembered that her face was still disguised, only restoring about 70-80% of her original appearance. She had specially adjusted the bone structure of her chin and forehead, making it quite different from before.
They only spent one night together, and she even covered his eyes with a silk handkerchief.
Emperor Wusu acted as if he had not yet recognized her.
After this self-explanation and psychological reassurance, she gradually calmed her anxiety.
She replied softly, "I have come to thank Your Majesty for granting me a seat."
Ji Qingwu had just caught his breath when he heard Emperor Wusu ask in a deep voice, "If you want to express your gratitude, how should you do so?"
Can't you just say thank you like that?
Ji Qingwu was unsure of his thoughts, so she pursed her lips, making them appear even more alluring.
Suddenly, Emperor Wusu stood up and came to her, his tall and imposing figure instantly enveloping her.
Ji Qingwu felt as if she were trapped in an impenetrable net, the ambergris scent growing stronger, her face flushed, and every exposed part of her body was tinged with pink.
He held something in his right hand and lifted Ji Qingwu's chin.
The sharp edges of that thing hurt her, and she dared not move her face away. She was forced to tilt her head back, exposing the fair and tender skin on the side of her neck.
"His Majesty......"
She realized he was looking at her face.
Ji Qingwu's breathing became rapid, his heart pounded like a drum, and his chest heaved violently.
Emperor Wusu's gaze also shifted for a moment.
Above the blue sky, there were soft, fluffy white clouds.
Ji Qingwu was already dizzy, and now he felt short of breath and his vision was going black. He lost his footing and was about to fall.
She suddenly grabbed the most convenient thing beside her.
The fabric beneath her skin felt smooth and silky, while underneath lay robust, firm muscle, even more uncomfortable than the piece of paper pressing against her chin.
When Ji Qingwu could see clearly again, she realized that she was holding the emperor's arm.
She let go of his hand, straightened up, and her soft, supple cheek inadvertently brushed against his large, well-defined hand.
"I have received Miss Ji's gratitude," he said softly in my ear.
She really didn't mean it. Ji Qingwu's face turned bright red, even more so than if she had applied rouge.
Emperor Wusu withdrew his hand first, and rubbed his drooping fingers a few times.
But after such "intimate" contact, she was not so afraid of him anymore.
He gently patted her face with the object in his hand, his gaze intense but his voice cold as he said, "This is a memorial impeaching the Ji family. Miss Ji, would you like to take a look?"
Ji Qingwu looked at the folded document held between his slender fingers.
He shook his head rapidly.
"I won't look."
Throughout history, emperors have never allowed others to comment on their actions. If it were a confidential matter, she might not be able to explain it clearly.
"You really won't watch?"
Emperor Wusu did not expect that she would not hesitate at all.
Ji Qingwu blinked and tentatively said, "If Your Majesty wants me to see it, I will see it; if you don't want me to see it, I won't."
Seeing her obedient appearance, Emperor Wusu curled his lips and said sarcastically, "The Ji family has produced a truly clever one."
But Ji Qingwu sensed a sarcastic undertone in the Emperor's words.
She could only lower her head, becoming even more submissive.
"Even the youngest children on the street know that His Majesty is a wise and benevolent ruler who comes along only once in a thousand years. I believe that His Majesty will not unjustly accuse the Ji family, nor will he let the guilty go unpunished."
She spoke from the heart.
The previous dynasty's extravagant construction projects led to the decline of the people's livelihood. After Emperor Wusu took control of Phoenix Palace, he only made simple repairs to his own palace.
She traveled all the way from the southern border of Chu, and the closer she got to Lin'an, the more prosperous it became. In these three years, she was able to ensure that the people lived in peace and prosperity.
Although the Empress Dowager and the Emperor were not as harmonious as they appeared on the surface, she believed that Emperor Wusu was not a monarch who would act recklessly based on his own desires.
Staring at her cloud-like black hair, Emperor Wusu's eyes darkened.
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