Chapter 432 What's happening now is what A-Wu is willing to do.
The guard, with his keen ears, said worriedly, "Eunuch Li, something's not right. It sounds like it's coming from the washroom. What if His Majesty slips and falls?"
Li Yuzong's smiling face froze instantly.
This guess made him hesitate, and the smile on his face disappeared.
He weighed the options in his mind: should he risk dereliction of duty and making a mistake by continuing to pretend to be deaf and dumb, or should he risk ruining the Emperor's plans...?
Li Yuzong turned his head away in thought, pressing his ear against the military tent, his old face solemn.
The guards were so anxious they were scratching their heads and asking in low voices, "Eunuch Li, what's going on? Should we go in and check?"
Li Yuzong listened for a long time, his eyes crinkling with more and more wrinkles. He coughed lightly, held his whisk in both hands, and straightened up.
He said, feigning seriousness, "Go away, go away, don't gossip about the Emperor's affairs!"
But the old face bloomed again like a cosmos flower.
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Inside the tent, the woman's sobs, which sounded like both weeping and angry, gradually subsided.
Ji Qingwu was pinned against the edge of the wooden tub by him, her lips red and slightly swollen, her eyes glistening with tears.
Zhao Mingyan buried his face in her chest, looked up at her, and coaxed softly, "Awu, say it again."
Ji Qingwu's mind was already a complete mess, and he could see colorful clouds flowing before his eyes.
She opened her lips, her voice broken and soft.
"Say what? What should I say?"
Zhao Mingyan rubbed against her, his breath hot and burning, making her shudder.
His voice was deep and seductive: "Just say it, it's all from your heart."
Ji Qingwu couldn't resist the longing in his eyes; her last line of defense crumbled completely. She might have been able to before, but now, no matter what, she couldn't.
Ji Qingwu opened her lips and repeated it softly, her voice like the spring tide carrying dew.
"What I'm doing now, and the choices I'm making, all come from my heart, um..."
The soft moans that followed were crushed by the kisses and drowned out by their breaths.
After a long while, Zhao Mingyan's eyes darkened with a chilling intensity, and he whispered in her earlobe.
“Awu said it himself.”
His hand caressed her skin, causing her body to tremble.
"So what we're doing now is what A-Wu is willing to do."
Since Ji Qingwu had made his promise, he would keep it. She pressed her face against his chest and nodded.
The cloak was back on her, and Zhao Mingyan picked her up and carried her to the bed in the main tent.
Ji Qingwu breathed a sigh of relief.
The D-level mission is paid off, and I feel completely free of debt. Apart from a sore back and weak knees, I don't seem to have any other discomfort.
However, her relief was short-lived, as the tall, strong figure pressed down on her again.
Ji Qingwu subconsciously braced herself against his chest, her palm touching the thin beads of sweat on his skin, so smooth that her fingertips trembled.
Her palm slid down, and her fingernail inadvertently caught a bit of dogwood.
A low groan escaped Zhao Mingyan's throat.
That voice was so incredibly sexy and alluring that Ji Qingwu sniffed, feeling an urge to get a nosebleed.
Zhao Mingyan's voice was hoarse, like sandpaper grinding against black iron.
"A scholar should be viewed with new eyes after three days of separation. It is truly unexpected that I have been separated from A-Wu for so long."
Ji Qingwu was in the washroom just now, completely naked, which did indeed seem like an attempt to seduce someone, but at this moment, it was truly just an unintentional act.
Ji Qingwu's face flushed instantly. She blinked her watery eyes and tried to explain.
"This, this is indeed an accident."
"Unexpected...?"
Zhao Mingyan gently lifted the cloak covering her and said, "How about Awu tries it out too?"
Ji Qingwu's waist tightened, and before he could react, he was once again swept up in the tide of passion...
Even when she was bullied terribly, she would only hide in his arms, her fingertips unconsciously gripping his shoulders.
Ji Qingwu didn't know when it ended; when she woke up, it was already broad daylight.
She rarely slept so soundly. She turned over and found the pillow too hard and the blanket too heavy. She pursed her lips in dissatisfaction.
Isn't it in Wutong Garden?
Ji Qingwu opened his left eye a crack and saw a bronze lampstand with the candle flame already burned out.
Memories began to flood her mind.
Because of that phrase, "It was her choice, it was her choice," Ji Qingwu completely lost her autonomy, becoming completely subservient. However, this also unlocked a new mission in the process.
Moreover, the pain was no longer as unbearable as before; it became a different kind of unbearable pain.
The more Ji Qingwu thought about it, the redder her face became. She covered her face with the blanket and suffocated until it turned bright red before finally emerging to get some fresh air.
She looked around the tent but saw no one. Judging by the time, the soldiers should be training in the drill ground.
Ji Qingwu propped himself up, and as far as the eye could see, the magnificent cloak was casually tossed at his feet, but after their foolish antics last night, it was no longer wearable.
Hearing the commotion, Li Yuzong, who was outside the tent, respectfully called out, "Fifth Miss, have you gotten up? Your clothes have been placed on the bedside table."
Ji Qingwu's ears burned.
Emperor Wusu specially reserved Li Yuzong for her.
She picked up the clothes from the bedside shelf. Although they were not as exquisite and gorgeous as those in Lin'an, they were comfortably cut and warm and lightweight to wear.
Li Yuzong's ability to find women's clothing in a military camp full of burly men shows that he put in a lot of effort.
Ji Qingwu thought to himself: I won't hold it against him for not preparing clothes for me yesterday.
She picked up the sachet and hung it around her waist. Suddenly, she noticed that the second shelf had many books with ochre covers, which did not look like military books or ancient texts.
Ji Qingwu picked up a book and saw that the pages were still new, indicating that it hadn't been flipped through many times.
It wasn't a book that Emperor Wusu often read, yet it was placed by his bedside and he even carried it with him when he went on military campaigns.
Curious, Ji Qingwu turned a page and immediately closed it.
She thought she was seeing things, rubbed her eyes, and looked again.
It contains images that are a hundred times more stimulating than those in the childbirth system, even down to the detail of hair and wrinkles.
Ji Qingwu felt as if the book was burning her hand, and quickly put it back.
No wonder......
It turns out someone was secretly studying!
After tidying himself up, Ji Qingwu cleared his throat and said, "Eunuch Li, please come in."
After Li Yuzong entered the tent, he smiled so broadly that his eyes were almost invisible, and called out to him in a fawning manner.
"Oh my, oh my, oh my~ My Miss Ji~"
Li Yuzong placed the food box on the table, then leaned close to her, shaking his head and saying, "This old servant has been longing for this."
Ji Qingwu said seriously, "I remember, Eunuch Li didn't have this expression yesterday."
Li Yuzong smiled and said, "Miss Ji, this old servant is blind and cannot compare to His Majesty, but this old servant is on your side."
As he spoke, Li Yuzong reproduced his strange expression from yesterday and said arrogantly, "If anyone other than Miss Ji appears by His Majesty's side, this old servant will not give her a good look."
Ji Qingwu couldn't hold back and her lips curved into a smile.
"Eunuch Li, it's cold outside. You should stay in the tent and serve me. Don't go outside anymore."
Li Yuzong's eyes immediately welled up with tears, and he said with emotion, "Miss Ji, this old servant is not cold."
Then Ji Qingwu took two meat buns from the food box and wrapped them in a cloth.
Li Yuzong held back his tears: "Miss Ji, where are you going?"
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