Chapter 346 I am no worse than any child
The scene was extremely chaotic, and Ji Qingwu still feels terrified whenever he thinks about it again.
Yuan Heng was very sensible. With a pale face, he stood quietly to the side, watching his "relatives" shift blame and fight for power.
Because she didn't want to expose her relationship with him, Ji Qingwu didn't offer him any comfort or even say a word to him.
I can only cherish him from behind, in my own way.
Whenever Ji Qingwu thought of this, he felt an unbearable pain in his heart. Emperor Wusu was a clever schemer who had tricked everyone into it.
She still harbored resentment in her heart.
Although she knew that his deliberate distancing before leaving the palace was to get rid of her as soon as possible.
But she was Yuan Heng's mother; how could she stand by and watch the little guy fall into such a vicious situation in front of her?
She was forced to get involved, and under those circumstances, she had no choice but to choose Wei Ting.
Being threatened is unpleasant, but being kept in the dark is even worse.
Ji Qingwu's gaze followed the open window, looking at the setting sun and the magnificent sunset clouds.
It looks like tomorrow will be a nice day.
Ji Qingwu carefully calculated his advantages in his mind. Since he also had a system that boosted national fortune...
She wanted to trample all obstacles underfoot, and the matter of Xijin had to be brought to a complete end.
The northern border will return to peace, and the kingdoms her children will rule in the future will be more secure. They will no longer have to worry as much as Emperor Wusu did.
Once Ji Qingwu calmed down, her eyes shone even brighter.
Suddenly, a round little head popped out from under the window and unexpectedly met Ji Qingwu's gaze.
Yuan Heng's little hands gripped the windowsill, his eyes fixed intently on her.
Ji Qingwu smiled before speaking, crawled on the couch a few times, went to the window, opened the window completely, and stretched out his arm to pull Yuan Heng in.
"When did you arrive? Why is it so quiet?"
Yuan Heng looked at her arms holding him, and his eyebrows and eyes couldn't help but lift.
He feigned calmness and said, "I just arrived."
Upon arriving at the Wei family's residence, Si Hai gently placed him on the ground, and through the window, he saw her resting her chin on her hand, lost in thought.
The setting sun cast a soft glow on her face, making her look radiant.
Yuan Heng had been watching her from under the window for quite a while.
Ji Qingwu picked him up and then noticed that he was carrying a small bundle. She smiled and said, "You're here now, why are you being so polite and bringing a gift?"
She removed the bundle from his body and placed it aside so that she could hold the little guy in her arms.
Yuan Heng nestled in the soft, fragrant embrace, the gleam in his eyes and the upturned smile on his lips impossible to suppress.
A rare look of embarrassment and frustration crossed her face as she said, "I... I didn't bring a gift."
Yuan Heng only remembered to pack a few sets of clothes at Qian Yuan Palace, forgetting that he should prepare gifts when visiting someone's home.
Ji Qingwu didn't really want anything; he just patted the boy's little head.
"There is no better gift than you." As she spoke, she lowered her head and gently kissed the top of his head.
A strange sensation came from the strands of hair on her head, and Yuan Heng's small body squirmed a few times in her arms.
Ji Qingwu thought he didn't want to be held by her and wasn't used to being too intimate with others, so she reluctantly let go of his hand.
She asked softly, "Is Your Highness hungry?"
Caught off guard by her release, Yuan Heng lowered his head in disappointment. Hearing her call him "Little Prince" again, he felt an indescribable awkwardness in his heart.
He shook his head: "I'm not hungry."
Ji Qingwu ran through a list of ways to improve parent-child relationships in his mind and said, "How about we play something together? Cuju (ancient Chinese football), spinning tops, diabolo, Chuiwan (ancient Chinese ball game), or pitch-pot?"
Yuan Heng shook his head again and said, "I don't want to play."
Ji Qingwu's eyes darted around, showing no interest in eating, drinking, or having fun: "Then what does Your Highness want to do? I'll accompany you."
Yuan Heng glanced up at her, then quickly lowered his head again, his small hands rubbing together incessantly. Clearly, he wanted her to do something, but was too shy to speak up.
Ji Qingwu couldn't guess his little scheme, so she could only ask for his advice.
"Just tell me, and I'll do it."
She would accept anything, even going through fire and water.
Yuan Heng lowered his head, his ears turning red, and whispered something in her ear.
Ji Qingwu never expected this kind of request.
She couldn't stop smiling: "Okay, I'll arrange it right away, but we need to fill our stomachs first, or we might get dizzy."
Ji Qingwu called Lanzhi back, but she couldn't manage the work by herself.
When Lanzhi entered carrying her things, she saw a beautiful little boy sitting at the table. She exclaimed and quickly walked over to take a look.
But when they met the child's eyes, they were startled by the sharpness and coldness within them and stopped in their tracks.
Lanzhi then turned to Ji Qingwu and asked, "Fifth Miss, whose child is this? You brought him back?"
Ji Qingwu picked up one of each type of food and placed it on the plate in front of Yuan Heng.
He said in a normal tone, "My son."
Lan Zhi was stunned, speechless.
Yuan Heng moved his small body closer to Ji Qingwu, his little arm pressed tightly against hers.
It seemed she wanted to prove that what she said was true.
Lanzhi asked in astonishment, "When did you have such a big son, Miss?"
Ji Qingwu put down his chopsticks and said, "No matter whose child they are, once they enter my house, they are my children."
Lanzhi's head was spinning, and she couldn't quite process it. She said, "Oh, this child was brought back from outside by Miss."
But the little boy's clothes were quite impressive; he was clearly not from an ordinary family.
Lanzhi was still curious about the child's identity. Ji Qingwu looked up and instructed, "Go to the washroom and get ready first."
We must fulfill the little one's wishes first.
After Lanzhi had prepared all the bath supplies, Ji Qingwu gently patted Yuan Heng's shoulder.
Let's go.
Ji Qingwu stripped the little guy naked, put him in a bathtub with the perfect temperature, and sprinkled him with a thick layer of flower petals.
Yuan Heng's face was flushed red from the steam, which only made his eyes appear even more moist and bright.
Ji Qingwu took Mei Xiang's bath powder and rubbed his forearm. The texture was completely different from that of a soft little girl; the flesh inside was firm.
She looked down at the jade-white skin beneath the bubbles, smiled, and asked, "Why do you want me to give you a bath?"
Through the misty water vapor, Yuan Heng remained silent for a moment before speaking.
"Our bodies, hair, and skin are given to us by our parents."
Ji Qingwu was struck by those words.
Despite being immersed in hot water, her fingers remained stiff and unable to move, and the foam on the back of her hand slowly dissipated over time.
"I just want you to see it."
Yuan Heng took her hand and said, "I'm very good-looking."
"Healthy and robust."
"He was also number one in his studies."
"No worse than any child."
Water droplets fell into the bathwater and landed on the delicate pink petals, one after another.
Yuan Heng caught the scalding tears in his palm.
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