Chapter 370 It hurts everywhere, was it forced?
Ji Qingwu saw that the person who came in was Qiao Shi, whose face was serious.
I felt surprised, a little bittersweet, but mostly joyful.
"mother."
Ji Qingwu called out softly.
Qiao's lips curled up slightly, but she forced it down: "You still know how to call me 'Mother'."
Ji Qingwu stood up, knelt down beside the bed, looked at Qiao Shi who was approaching, and said, "There is no one better than Mother in the world. She will protect me."
Mrs. Qiao sat down opposite her, her gaze sweeping around the room.
It was rare for Ji's father, who was usually so slow-paced, to be so decisive. It seemed he was genuinely anxious and packed up all of Xiao Wu's things.
Wutong Garden has returned to its former appearance.
Qiao Shi found her rather pleasing to the eye, and her mood improved considerably.
Ji Qingwu walked around from behind the kang table to Qiao Shi's side, tentatively took her arm, and said in a soft tone, "Mother has always been thinking of me and missing me, and I miss Mother too."
Qiao retorted, "I wasn't thinking about you."
Ji Qingwu's eyes shone as she said, "Mother asked Granny Li to cook my favorite dishes and also aired out my fragrant and soft quilt."
“The corners of Wutong Garden are still the same as before, without a speck of dust. They are all evidence that Mother is thinking of me.”
“My mother has me in her heart, but she doesn’t say it. She’s just waiting for me to discover it myself.”
Qiao could no longer maintain her cold demeanor, and the smile lines at the corners of her mouth became obvious.
He said, "You don't need to try to flatter me. I remember all the good things you've done."
Ji Qingwu touched his ear and said, "Mother, I was scared before, but I didn't want to tell you so you would be scared with me."
Qiao then added, "I'd rather be afraid."
After saying that, she looked at her and said, "I don't want you to bear all this alone."
Ji Qingwu's eyes welled up with tears, and she tried to lean against Qiao Shi, but was pushed away.
Qiao was still clear-headed and said, "Xiao Wu, don't try to solve problems by acting cute."
“Your father is right about one thing. You grew up away from home and suffered a lot. You’re used to making your own decisions. But now that you’re home and have family, do you think we’re all just decorations?”
Ji Qingwu bit her lip. Qiao Shi had guessed right. She was indeed used to doing things her own way and wouldn't think of relying on anyone when problems arose.
"mother......"
Mrs. Qiao said, "We will let bygones be bygones in the past, but if you do it again in the future..."
Ji Qingwu looked up at her with a wronged expression.
Qiao said, "I'll have your father punish you."
Upon hearing the name of Ji's father, Ji Qingwu turned his head away, revealing his dissatisfaction with Ji Bolian.
She snorted, "I'm not convinced."
Qiao pinched Xiao Wu's cheek, but found it amusing to see her sulking.
She gestured with her chin toward Qiu Shi, who then led the servants out of the room.
Remembering Ji Bolian's instructions, Qiao asked, "Now tell me, where is Qiuqiu, who is neither by your side nor in the Wei family?"
Ji Qingwu turned around, raised her hand to touch her temple, and said somewhat embarrassedly, "I'm still in the palace."
Qiao was not surprised at all. She sighed and asked, "Who sent someone to take them away?"
Ji Qingwu nodded, then shook his head: "I had someone send it into the palace."
Qiao thought the emperor wanted to take his daughter back to raise her by his side, but she didn't expect that Ji Qingwu would take the initiative to send her over.
He asked, "What do you mean by this?"
Ji Qingwu said, "Chiu Chiu is not used to living at the Wei family's house and wants to eat the palace's sweet cakes, so we'll send her to the palace to play for a few days."
Is the palace a place anyone can go to whenever they want? With such a grown child by the Emperor's side, it's likely that it has already attracted the attention of the various palaces.
Mrs. Qiao couldn't help but rub her forehead and say, "You, you really do whatever you want."
Ji Qingwu realized what was happening and raised an eyebrow, saying, "Mother, was it... who told you to ask me where Qiuqiu is?"
Qiao pretended not to hear her strange way of addressing Ji Bolian; the father and daughter should resolve their own issues.
“Your father thought Qiuqiu was at the Wei family’s house. Since he couldn’t find her, he even wanted to report her to the Jingzhao Yin.”
Ji Qingwu asked curiously, "Didn't Mother mention Qiuqiu's background to him?"
Qiao's expression became even stranger.
"You'd better not mention this to your father, otherwise..."
Ji Qingwu pursed her lips and said, "Otherwise what? Is he going to beat me up?"
Qiao said, "He won't hit you; he'll just pack you up and send you to the palace."
Ji Qingwu stared in astonishment.
When she learned that Ji Bolian had stood up for her and brought Lanzhi and her belongings back from the Wei family, she thought that her father still cared about her to some extent.
As a result, Gibran was no different from the Empress Dowager and Old Lady Gibran.
Ji Qingwu lowered his eyes dejectedly and said softly, "Just because Qiuqiu's biological father is the emperor, is he so eager for quick success and instant benefits?"
Qiao denied it, saying, "You'll understand your father's temperament once you get to know him better. He's not after fame or fortune; he's simply loyal to the emperor and protects his master."
Ji Qingwu didn't quite understand and asked, "Mother, what do you mean by that?"
George was speechless at Gibran's point.
After a while, he finally spoke: "In the past few years, there have been rumors that the emperor has difficulty having children. So many concubines have entered the palace but none of them have been able to conceive. There are not many children. The Northern Li dynasty only has one prince to succeed him. Your father is more anxious than the eunuchs in the palace."
"If you ask me, if your father were born a woman, he would have to go to the palace to offer himself as a concubine."
Ji Qingwu listened intently, almost choking on his own saliva.
It turns out that Gibran's heart was still set on this matter, and he was also a member of the team in the court urging births.
"I think the Emperor was also annoyed by your father's nagging when he was transferred to a post outside the capital," Madam Qiao said quietly. "So, if he finds out that you've given birth to a son and a daughter for the Emperor..."
The rest was left unsaid; Ji Qingwu instantly understood and nodded like a chick pecking at rice.
"I understand, Mother. Please keep this a secret for me."
Qiao then had dinner with Ji Qingwu.
That evening, the mother and daughter lay in one bed.
Ji Qingwu turned her head, looked at Qiao Shi with a smile, suddenly lifted her quilt, and crawled inside.
Qiao said helplessly, "You're such a grown-up, and you're still sleeping in the same bed as your mother. If word gets out, people will laugh their heads off."
Despite saying that, it didn't stop her.
Ji Qingwu snuggled closer to Qiao Shi and said, "I just love being with Mother, and I hope we can never be apart and sleep like this every night."
Mrs. Qiao was sweetly coaxed. Looking at her still innocent and charming daughter, she smiled and said, "That won't do. You can handle it, but I can't. When it gets cold, there should still be a man in the quilt."
Ji Qingwu frowned and muttered, "What's so good about it? I can't sleep well, and everything aches..."
Qiao hadn't mentioned this matter to Xiao Wu, assuming that Xiao Wu, having given birth before, would understand. But judging from her expression, she seemed quite resistant.
She seemed to remember something and said seriously, "Xiao Wu."
Ji Qingwu looked up at her: "Mother, what's wrong?"
Mrs. Qiao asked, "Were you forced?"
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