Chapter 372 Frenzied Words, Deep Voices
That night, it was time to go to bed.
Ji Qingwu changed into her inner clothes, her long hair spread out and just dried, filling the room with the same fragrance as her.
She urged Lanzhi to rest, then leaned against the headboard without blowing out the candles. Instead, she quietly took out a blue-covered book from under her pillow.
Following Qiao's instructions, Ji Qingwu would flip through the book every night before going to sleep.
Judging from the cover alone, this book looks no different from any other ordinary scripture, but inside it is a completely different world, filled with little stories that will make you blush and your heart race.
The story is beautiful, and the details of what happened are depicted in a detailed and exciting way.
Especially after gaining experience, Ji Qingwu had a unique perspective and was filled with excitement.
"What are you looking at so intently?"
A voice came from beside me.
Ji Qingwu was startled and immediately closed the book, tucked it into the blanket, and stared wide-eyed at the person who had suddenly appeared in front of her.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you've arrived."
The descriptions in the book of bright, sparkling eyes and eyebrows as beautiful as ink paintings now had a real-life counterpart right before her eyes.
Ji Qingwu sighed, realizing that what was said was true; such people really did exist.
On the other side, the foot under the blanket moved, kicking the book under the pile of bedding on the inside of the bed.
This "physical evidence" must not be discovered.
Zhao Mingyan's gaze briefly shifted before returning to her flushed face, and he asked in a gentle tone, "Are you sick?"
His hand reached up to her forehead; her palm felt cool and smooth, not as warm as his own.
"You don't have a fever, so why is your face so red?"
Ji Qingwu didn't reply, her eyes were fixed on him, darting back and forth across his face.
Zhao Mingyan asked, amused, "Don't you recognize me?"
He pinched her cheek and said, "You know nothing. Has Awu gone mad from staying at home all this time?"
Ji Qingwu took a step back and said with dissatisfaction, "I'm not stupid."
She calmed her racing heart a little and asked, "What brings you here?"
Although Ji Qingwu had stayed indoors for the past few days, he could still hear what Emperor Wusu was doing from various sources.
With Su Fengyue's execution date set, the political climate in the imperial court was stirred up.
The emperor issued an edict to confiscate the homes of more than twenty ministers, including Song Wei, who was Su Fengyue's son-in-law and naturally could not escape punishment. However, considering that he voluntarily confiscated all his family property, he was given a lighter sentence and was exiled to Yazhou.
Zhao Mingyan asked, "Do you think I arrived too early or too late?"
In this two-choice question, it's easy to end up with the wrong answer no matter which one you choose.
Ji Qingwu's eyes flickered, and he said, "You arrived at just the right time, not too early or too late."
Seeing the cunning in her eyes, Zhao Mingyan gently shook his head, stretched out his long arm and pulled her into his arms, hugging her from behind.
His clothes still carried the chill of the night, and Ji Qingwu shrank his shoulders.
"Let me hold you for a while."
The emperor was not made of iron after all; his voice was hoarse and weary.
Ji Qingwu relaxed her body and obediently let him hold her. When she was in a bad mood, she also liked to hug something soft to relieve stress.
Zhao Mingyan's gaze swept across the bed curtains as he asked, "What have you been doing at home?"
Ji Qingwu felt a tickle in his ear from the deep voice, and couldn't help but recall the plot of the story he had just seen.
Zhao Mingyan tapped her neck with his chin: "Why aren't you saying anything again?"
Ji Qingwu said softly, "Don't you already know about my situation here?"
In the past few days, Zhao Mingyan only went back and forth between the Golden Palace and the Hall of Diligent Governance. After learning that Ji Bolian had brought Ji Qingwu home, he hadn't had time to open the secret letters presented by the four seas.
He said softly, "I want to hear what you have to say."
Ji Qingwu recounted what she had done: "Get up, eat, wash up, grind medicine powder, and go to sleep."
"Yesterday, Prince Yong sent someone to pick up a new prescription. Princess Yong's health has improved considerably..."
Ji Qingwu was lost in thought and didn't notice his actions.
“Wei Tongyou came once more, but she didn’t get to see me; my mother turned her away.”
Ji Qingwu said, "That's all."
"That's all. What is this?"
Zhao Mingyan held up a blue book in his left hand, raised his eyebrows, and asked her.
Ji Qingwu: "...book."
"Has Ah Wu taken a interest in reading lately?"
Ji Qingwu: "...Just bored, browsing around."
Originally, Zhao Mingyan did not notice anything strange about the book, but Ji Qingwu's behavior was too guilty. He dared not look at him and his fingers were twisted together.
Zhao Mingyan's gaze shifted slightly, and he sighed, "Awu is so lucky, having the leisure to read. What book is this, and what's it about?"
He waved the book in his hand, as if to open it and take a look. Ji Qingwu immediately reached out to grab it, but he lifted it even higher, so she could only grab his forearm.
She tried to explain sincerely, "It's not very good. It's bedtime reading, the kind that makes you sleepier the more you read."
Zhao Mingyan said, "But when I came here, you didn't look tired at all. You were full of energy."
Ji Qingwu said, "Well, that's because I just started watching."
"Now, let's continue watching."
Zhao Mingyan handed the book to her, and Ji Qingwu quickly took it and held it in her hand.
"What's the point of me reading now that you're here?"
Ji Qingwu said with a friendly smile, "You are much more interesting than a book."
A look of surprise flashed across Zhao Mingyan's eyes. He became even more curious about the contents of the book, which could even elicit sweet words from Ji Qingwu's mouth.
He held her as they lay down, still in the position of holding her from behind, his deep breaths spraying onto her neck.
“I’m tired too. How about Ah Wu reads the contents of this book to me? I’ll see if it can make me sleepy.”
Ji Qingwu quietly turned around and saw that he had closed his eyes. His long, fine eyelashes cast shadows under his eyes, and upon closer inspection, there was also a bluish-gray tinge from staying up all night.
Zhao Mingyan patted her waist: "Why aren't you reading? If you're not going to read, I'll read it myself."
"Read, read now, don't rush."
Ji Qingwu turned his head and randomly flipped to a page. Not a single line of the content was something he could say aloud.
She felt envious just looking at it.
Especially with someone embracing her from behind, their strong and muscular body exuding a mellow, sweet scent of sandalwood.
Ji Qingwu's breathing became rapid involuntarily. She wanted to quickly turn to another page to see if there was anything more serious.
But today, for some reason, I flipped through several pages, and they were all filled with outrageous content.
To help her adapt better, Qiao found her a book with a gradual increase in content and plot. The book she was holding was more intense than the previous ones.
"Did you encounter any unfamiliar characters? Do you need my help?"
Zhao Mingyan's voice entered her ear canal.
The chaotic words before my eyes, the deep, guttural voices in my ears...
Ji Qingwu blinked, his mouth dry, and said, "I think... I'm a little dizzy... Let me catch my breath..."
A hand with distinct knuckles reached out from behind her.
He pressed the first line of text on the page.
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