Chapter 452 Can I talk to him about the childbirth system?
Ji Qingwu was dumbfounded and reminded him, "You, you're going out?"
Zhao Mingyan crossed his arms and said, "I'll have to carry you out later, and then I'll have to bring you back in."
Seeing that he really wanted to wait to the side, Ji Qingwu quickly said, "I can walk, I'll go out by myself."
Zhao Mingyan said, "Who was it that was crying with tears in their eyes earlier, saying that everything hurt, their legs were weak and their back was sore? I checked, and Awu is indeed injured. Don't be willful."
Ji Qingwu's face turned red, partly from anxiety and partly from holding back her anger. She shooed the person away fiercely.
Her fingertips trembled as she pointed at him: "I'm really alright now, you can leave."
Zhao Mingyan asked with some doubt, "Really?"
Ji Qingwu hurriedly said, "Really, you can check again later if you don't believe me." The best thing to do was to get rid of him as soon as possible and let her have her fill.
As a result, Zhao Mingyan not only didn't leave, but also went around behind her, grabbed her trembling fingertips with his backhand, and slowly untied the belt around her waist.
“Ah Wu doesn’t know, but some people have fallen into the chamber pot and been maimed because they were too weak. I’m still worried.”
Ji Qingwu grabbed his waistband, resigned to the thought of suffocating, and was about to run outside.
But he grabbed her collar with his long arm and pulled her back.
Zhao Mingyan said, "It seems that what A-Wu said was true. These legs are very strong. They can not only walk, but also run."
Ji Qingwu was held captive on the spot.
With a soft popping sound from the candle wick, Zhao Mingyan asked, his eyes half-closed.
"It doesn't hurt anymore?"
It wasn't just an inquiry; it also carried a hint of danger.
Because he was holding her by the collar, he had loosened it considerably, and from his perspective, he could see her smooth, creamy skin.
Ji Qingwu followed his gaze, covered her chest with her hand, and hurriedly tried to pry his wrist, but forgot that her belt had been taken off, and her lower body felt cold instantly.
The silk trousers piled up to her feet and could no longer be lifted.
"It seems to be fully healed."
Zhao Mingyan's expression was complicated. The bruises on his legs had disappeared, even though only half an hour had passed.
Ji Qingwu was also nervous. Could he be treating her like some kind of weirdo?
Her knees, which were pressed together, barely struggled before they were forcefully separated by iron-like hands.
This wasn't a drill; it was a real baby potty training session.
His thumb ground heavily against the inside of her thigh, where it should have been bruised and purple. Not a single red mark was visible on her alabaster skin. Just a quarter of an hour ago, there were red bruises, but now they seemed to have been washed away by the morning dew.
Ji Qingwu deeply understood what it meant to have three urgent needs, especially when everything was already in place.
What's even worse is that his burning hot palms were pressing against her taut lower abdomen.
"Enduring it for too long will harm your health."
Was it something she wanted to endure? Ji Qingwu was so ashamed that her insteps arched into crescent moons.
The candle wax dripped "plop, plop" onto the bronze crane candlestick, and the sound of drowning also rang out.
Even if it's incredibly shameful, physiological limits aren't so easy to control.
Ji Qingwu stared at the cracks in the blue bricks, wishing he could crawl into them, thinking that it would be great if people could turn into water and flow away.
He pulled the chain at the bottom, and the contents slid out, causing the mechanism to close with a click.
Ji Qingwu's heart was as cold as ashes, completely at his mercy.
Zhao Mingyan settled her on a heated seat next to the clothes rack and carefully wiped her clean with a cotton towel soaked in rose dew.
Beside the clothes rack was a bronze mirror with intertwined branches, reflecting the corner of the emperor's robe as he knelt on the ground.
Ji Qingwu still couldn't truly be heartbroken. Seeing his serious and focused expression, her heart pounded like a drum during morning exercises.
She knew he must have some doubts about how quickly she had recovered.
Ji Qingwu lowered her eyes to look at the emperor in front of her, her eyelashes fluttering like small fans.
“Your Majesty.” She grasped his wrist as he reached deeper to wipe it.
Zhao Mingyan seemed to have gotten hooked on applying it, and responded softly, "Mm."
She whispered, "Actually, I used a secret...secret drug."
Zhao Mingyan pointed with his finger, and Ji Qingwu trembled slightly. He asked, "Is it used here?"
Ji Qingwu said, "...Yes."
His eyes were so deep they seemed to devour someone, and he asked, "When did you use it, A-Wu? What kind of medicine could have such a good effect?"
Ji Qingwu met his gaze, her eyes flickering, her lips biting and releasing repeatedly.
Can she talk to him about the birthing system?
Ji Qingwu's brows furrowed slightly, his troubled expression filled with worry, which Zhao Mingyan noticed, and he sighed.
Then, in the next instant, something no one expected happened.
Ji Qingwu suddenly cried out, raised his knee and kicked the emperor to the ground.
She hugged her knees, her long, fair, and strong legs tucked in, her face flushed, and stared blankly at the emperor, who was half-lying on the ground with his elbows propped on the floor tiles.
An unreadable emotion flashed across Zhao Mingyan's eyes. He first threw the cotton towel in his hand back into the copper basin, stood up from the ground, and walked to Ji Qingwu.
Ji Qingwu felt that Emperor Wusu's expression, as he approached her against the light, was particularly terrifying.
Anyone would be angry if they were kicked while taking care of someone, right?
Ji Qingwu froze under his gaze. She quickly got off the heated seat and stood on the ground, her voice soft and weak.
"I didn't mean to."
Zhao Mingyan said, "Use it and then kick it away?"
Ji Qingwu shook his head vigorously.
Zhao Mingyan asked, "What do you mean by this?"
"Whoever finishes using it..." Seeing his expression, Ji Qingwu dared not say the last two words, and after a pause, continued, "They all want to continue using it."
Zhao Mingyan snorted coldly, glancing at her.
Ji Qingwu hadn't seen him show such a cold expression in a long time, and she felt unbearable, so she pouted her lips in grievance.
"It really wasn't intentional, it was just you, when you sighed, you were so close to me..."
The airflow blew all over her, and Ji Qingwu was stimulated, which is why she reflexively kicked his shoulder.
Zhao Mingyan hadn't expected this reason.
His eyes flickered slightly, then he clutched his left shoulder and said, "You got hurt, pay for it."
Ji Qingwu: "...I remember, it was on the right."
Zhao Mingyan readily complied, pressing his palm against his right shoulder and saying, "It hurts, pay up."
Ji Qingwu scratched his neck. This person is both easy and difficult to coax.
What made her easy to appease was that she kicked the emperor to the ground, a crime that would have been capital offenses for anyone else, yet the emperor didn't hold it against her.
The problem is that she's not easy to appease because, with her strength, how could she possibly injure his otherwise indestructible body? He's just trying to scam her.
Ji Qingwu said dryly, "I can't afford to pay. I have no money. I only have a clinic, which can earn about six or seven hundred taels a month. After deducting the cost of medicine and labor, I still have more than two hundred taels left."
Zhao Mingyan sneered, "You dare kick someone for a mere two hundred taels?"
Ji Qingwu casually replied, "Only in poor and remote places do unruly people come."
After saying that, he remembered that he was supposed to be coaxing people, so he immediately put on a smile and said, "Your Majesty, where are you injured or in pain? I can heal you."
Zhao Mingyan said, "Doesn't Awu have a secret medicine for recovery? Take it out and let me broaden my horizons."
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