Chapter 274 I'm asking you, will you give birth?
The room was filled with a blinding red light, and the dragon and phoenix candles were already half burned.
Emperor Wusu's eyes also turned crimson, a ruthless look that Ji Qingwu had never seen before.
Her body was terrified of his appearance; her arm, which he was forcefully gripping, was still trembling.
But the heart hidden in its chest, surprisingly, did not panic; instead, it grew increasingly hot and swollen.
Ji Qingwu's gaze was fixed on Emperor Wusu's furious face. He stared at it greedily for a long time before remembering something and reaching out with his free hand to touch Emperor Wusu's wrist.
She exclaimed in surprise, "Your Majesty's injuries have healed?"
The pulse is smooth and flowing, and it has recovered most of its strength.
Previously, it was a thin, weak thread, as if it was about to break. This was the first time Ji Qingwu had ever seen someone recover so quickly.
Emperor Wusu pursed his lips and remained silent, his fierce gaze fixed on her, especially on her waist.
Just now, Ji Qingwu was only focused on looking at his face.
Now, under the bright lights, Ji Qingwu lowered her head, her delicate neck curving gracefully, and she finally saw clearly what kind of undergarment she had hurriedly put on.
Her waist was covered in pale red gauze, with only a pitiful piece of brocade fabric remaining at her chest.
If nothing unexpected happens, her long, flowing hair is also entirely covered in sheer fabric.
No wonder Ji Qingwu had been feeling cold all over, as if a draft was running through her body. She had thought it was caused by Emperor Wusu's powerful aura.
Ji Qingwu cursed Wei Ting, who had disappeared without a trace, in his heart. He had even prepared this flirtatious gauze dress.
Emperor Wusu's expression became even more terrifying, as if he were recalling what the two had done in the room before his arrival.
Even his breath carried a fierce force.
"It is my unfortunate recovery that has disturbed your wedding night."
Ji Qingwu was so excited and immersed in the joy of regaining his senses that he almost forgot he was in the Wei family home.
Emperor Wusu's appearance here late at night must be because he was furious upon learning that she had married Wei Ting.
She calmed down a bit.
Although she didn't marry Wei Ting willingly, she was still married to him nonetheless.
If, on their wedding night, someone discovers that she has been involved with another man, the Ji and Wei families will lose face terribly.
I shouldn't have embarrassed Wei Ting so much.
The door was still wide open. Ji Qingwu asked, "Wei Ting, he..."
Before she could finish speaking, she was thrown onto the bed covered with wedding quilts by a tremendous force, like a storm.
The longan and peanuts that Ji Qingwu had carefully arranged to buy time were now causing her back to ache, as if it were on fire.
Her eyes immediately welled up with tears.
Ji Qingwu braced herself against the blanket, trying to sit up, but a large shadow suddenly fell in front of her. She lowered her head and dared not move again.
Seeing that the quilt was still neat, Emperor Wusu's gaze swept over the dried fruit on the bright red brocade quilt, and he reached out and picked up the peanuts next to her calf.
Seeing that he didn't intend to do anything excessive, Ji Qingwu dared to look at him.
Emperor Wusu lifted his eyelids and asked in a calm tone, "Where have you progressed to?"
Stung by the flippant tone in those words, she bit her lip and asked a question instead of answering.
Where did Wei Ting go?
Wei Ting was summoned by Li Yuzong and then disappeared without a trace. Where did he go...?
Seeing her rosy lips part, she called Wei Ting's name again.
Just now, Ji Qingwu chased after him from the room, calling out Wei Ting's name repeatedly. In just a few days, Wei Ting had already occupied such an important place in her heart.
Emperor Wusu crushed the peanut shell in his hand, revealing two plump, deep red peanut kernels between his long fingers.
He lowered his eyes to conceal his emotions and said, "Wei Ting will not be back tonight."
Ji Qingwu's body trembled, and her lips quivered.
"What do you mean by 'not coming back'?"
Emperor Wusu leaned down, his deep voice ringing in her ear, giving her an answer slowly and deliberately.
"Xijin has dispatched 200,000 troops for a surprise attack, and Weiting is on its way to the northern border."
Ji Qingwu breathed a sigh of relief; she had almost thought that Wei Ting had been arrested by Emperor Wu Su.
She frowned again, her eyes gleaming as she asked, "Is it really an urgent military situation?"
It wasn't that she was overthinking things, but rather that the timing of the incident was too coincidental. How could Xi Jin have attacked them on their wedding night? Only this reason could have persuaded Wei Ting to comply.
Emperor Wusu's sharpness intensified as he mocked, "I am not so foolish as to lie about military intelligence for the sake of a woman."
What does it mean to lie about military intelligence for the sake of a woman...?
Ji Qingwu did not know what he meant by those words.
In her mind, the emperor would never let personal feelings affect the country and the nation, and was by no means incompetent.
Ji Qingwu said softly, "His Majesty is a wise ruler and would never do such a thing."
Emperor Wusu gazed into her clear, bright eyes, which held a faint, lonely flame.
"But I no longer wish to be a wise ruler."
She couldn't quite grasp the deeper meaning behind his words, but Ji Qingwu could see the danger in his eyes.
She endured the pain in her back and moved to the foot of the bed.
Emperor Wusu indulged her attempts to evade him, and the dark light in his eyes turned into a naked, blazing fire.
The room was completely silent. Ji Qingwu looked away and clutched the brocade quilt beneath her.
She advised, "It's late, Your Majesty should return to the palace to rest."
Emperor Wusu's expression was cold and stern; he didn't want to continue the conversation on this topic and lost his patience.
Suddenly, he grabbed her ankle, pulled her back to him with one hand, and held her in his arms.
He pressed the peanut he was holding onto her lips.
Emperor Wusu's Adam's apple bobbed as he suppressed his surging emotions.
"Open your mouth."
He pulled her from behind, his hands gripping her waist as tightly as iron clamps.
Ji Qingwu even slowed down her breathing.
She parted her lips slightly, and along with the red-skinned peanut, his fingers were pushed into her mouth.
Ji Qingwu's watery eyes flickered with light. She wanted to bite but dared not. Hesitating, her pearly teeth only lightly touched his fingertips.
Emperor Wusu said softly, "If only you could always be this obedient."
When he withdrew his hand, Ji Qingwu still had the peanut in her mouth. She felt a tingling sensation on the tip of her tongue, so she chewed the food in her mouth and quickly swallowed it.
"Should we give birth?"
His heavy, hoarse voice filled her ears.
Ji Qingwu's pupils trembled.
"I'm asking you, will you give birth?"
This time, Emperor Wusu made a move, and Ji Qingwu heard the sound of fabric being torn.
He ripped off the red veil around her waist.
Her slender waist, which had been partially hidden by the thin fabric, was now fully exposed to the light, her skin glowing warmly like jade.
The dragon and phoenix candles on the bedside table crackled.
Ji Qingwu looked up at him, her eyes glistening with even clearer tears.
Emperor Wusu picked her up, threw off the brocade quilt, and peanuts, longans, and other items rolled to the ground.
The longan no longer bothered her; something else did.
He placed her back on the clean mattress.
"Don't look at me like that, Awu."
The moment he let go, Ji Qingwu hurriedly got out of bed.
She said, "Does Your Majesty remember? It was Your Majesty who told me not to appear before Your Majesty again."
Emperor Wusu untied the jade belt from his waist, causing his outer robe to loosen.
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