Chapter 66 I met him at the corner, who is my husband's wife?
Just that one glance was like seeing the brilliant sunrise in the darkest night.
His eyes were brighter than all the lights around him, so bright they were almost blinding.
What she didn't know was that the light only suddenly appeared when it saw her.
Princess Qingyun said angrily, "Your Majesty... Second Brother, this scoundrel bumped into me and tried to run away without apologizing. Luckily, you stopped him."
"I should check the almanac before going out," Ji Qingwu thought, rubbing his forehead.
She ran into the emperor, who was out incognito visiting the lantern market. She had angered him yesterday at the Hall of Diligent Governance, and she hoped that he, like Princess Qingyun, had not recognized her.
Emperor Wusu wore a dark blue brocade robe with rattan patterns and a delicate, understated jade crown adorned with southern branches.
But the imposing manner he exudes, and his aloof and domineering demeanor, cannot be concealed even when dressed in coarse cloth.
Tonight, Li Yuzong was not with Emperor Wusu, but with a strange face exuding a gloomy aura behind him.
Ji Qingwu and the princess bumped into each other, and in principle, they were both responsible. However, there were more of them, and a wise man doesn't fight a losing battle.
She swallowed her words and apologized first.
"I apologize for my abruptness."
She moved a few more steps, leaning against the wall, as if inviting these people over before leaving herself.
Seeing that the group showed no sign of leaving, Ji Qingwu said, "Miss, please go ahead."
Princess Qingyun snorted and was about to say something when she saw a person coming from a distance, carrying a colorful lantern.
She stepped forward to greet him, saying, "Brother Chengxun, while you were gone for a little while, a lecherous fellow bumped into me. Who knows if he was trying to take advantage of me on purpose?"
Ji Qingwu felt like he had become the lecherous man who took advantage of others, and he really wanted to laugh out loud at the inopportune moment. The princess not only had paranoia, but was also very narcissistic.
After comforting her for a few moments, Li Chengxun looked at the person the princess had mentioned.
He frowned. Although the person in front of him was dressed as a man, his slender neck did not have a prominent Adam's apple, and his skin was smooth and delicate.
After taking a few more glances, his eyes widened in surprise—it was her!
However, since they were still in front of the emperor, Li Chengxun could only restrain himself and look away, handing the lantern in his hand to Qingyun.
He said gently, "Princess, you don't want to see lanterns. I came from West Street, where there are many beautiful lanterns."
Princess Qingyun looked at Emperor Wusu with anticipation.
The emperor nodded: "Go, but don't go too far."
From the moment Li Chengxun appeared until he and the princess disappeared together, Ji Qingwu didn't glance at him once, completely treating him like a stranger.
However, if it's too deliberate, it can be a big problem in someone's eyes.
Ji Qingwu leaned against the dusty wall, her bright blue robes standing out. Although the length was just right, they appeared wide because of her tall and slender figure, and they swayed in the wind.
With fair skin and clear, bright eyes, he was the epitome of a handsome young master.
Emperor Wusu had just taken a step closer.
"My lord!" A sweet, lively voice called out from not far away.
Ji Qingwu turned his head and saw that it was the woman who had just attempted suicide by falling into the water who had caught up with him.
The woman, lifting her skirt, ran over reproachfully and said, "My lord, why did you leave me behind?"
Knowing he couldn't avoid it, Ji Qingwu said with a hint of helplessness, "Miss, are we that familiar? We've only met by chance."
The woman wiped away her tears, afraid that "he" would run away again, and said directly: "My lord is so heartless. I am still pregnant with your child."
Ji Qingwu: ......?
She raised her eyebrows high. She could treat infertility herself, but she couldn't just hold hands and expect the other person to get pregnant.
This woman is quite outspoken, and doesn't seem afraid of ruining her reputation.
More and more people gathered around to watch the spectacle, and someone said, "Isn't that Mo Lingling, the maid from Liangxiang Pavilion?"
"What 'Two Fragrance Pavilion' or 'Three Fragrance Pavilion'? It's just a brothel."
"You country bumpkin, the maids at Liangxiang Pavilion are not ordinary brothel prostitutes. If you want to see her, you can't just throw money at them. You need the maid's approval to enter her boudoir."
......
Unexpectedly, this woman was a well-known figure in Lin'an City. Seeing that everyone was chatting enthusiastically, it seemed that they were being surrounded by her.
Ji Qingwu looked at Mo Lingling and said, "Let's find a quiet place and talk in private."
The woman's arrival was timely; since Emperor Wusu and his entourage weren't leaving, she could leave with her first.
She took Mo Lingling's hand and started to walk out.
"Wait a minute," the man beside the emperor commanded menacingly.
Ji Qingwu felt the woman's hand instantly become stiff and cold, as if the two knew each other.
She casually touched the other person's wrist, pressed it for a few seconds, and raised her eyebrows in surprise. She was indeed pregnant; she wasn't lying about that.
Mo Lingling seemed afraid of something and hid behind Ji Qingwu.
The man's expression grew even more sinister as he said, "There happens to be a private room in this teahouse."
Ji Qingwu met his gaze, shielding Mo Lingling behind her, and said, "No need, no need. Such an elegant setting isn't suitable for a rough person like me. Let's go to..."
"You hit my little sister and are trying to run away?"
Ji Qingwu replied without hesitation, "What, do you want me to bump into you back?"
Only after saying that did I realize who had said it.
She turned her head and met Emperor Wusu's eyes, whose lips curled into a half-smile.
Ji Qingwu immediately lowered his head, pursed his lips to stop talking nonsense, and touched his ear in an attempt to cover up his blunder.
In a private room of the teahouse, there is a round wooden table.
Emperor Wusu took his seat first, sitting in the position directly opposite the door. Mo Lingling was still clinging to Ji Qingwu, as if she felt more at ease with her by her side.
"Please sit down."
Even standing and talking makes your back hurt, so Ji Qingwu pulled the person next to her to sit down.
Emperor Wusu glanced at the man behind him: "Mingfeng."
Seeing Mo Lingling's intimate interaction with the handsome young man, Duan Mingfeng, the deputy envoy of the Imperial City Guard, narrowed his long, narrow eyes and bent down to sit.
The waiter quickly brought over the tea and the restaurant's signature snacks. He wanted to say a few more words, but he noticed that everyone's faces were getting gloomy.
"Please enjoy your meal, esteemed guests." He left those words and quickly slipped away.
Emperor Wusu picked up his teacup, smelled it, then put it down with disdain, and casually asked, "What's going on between you two?"
Ji Qingwu cleared his throat and lowered his voice, saying, "I just met this young lady by the river. It was just a chance encounter, a brief meeting."
Mo Lingling, however, had a different explanation.
"I fell in love with you at first sight, and you saved my life."
"Does my husband dislike me because I am a courtesan? I can redeem myself and leave Liangxiang Pavilion, stay at home to be a good wife and mother, and cook for my husband."
Ji Qingwu waved his hands repeatedly: "Miss, I only did it on a whim. Besides, I already have a family, and I don't want to wrong you."
"Is that the woman in the yellow dress? I don't think she's a good match for you, sir."
This must be referring to Lan Zhi; she certainly can't compare to Mo Lingling's beauty.
Seeing that this girl was too difficult to deal with, Ji Qingwu made up a story on the spot.
"The one you saw is just my concubine. To be honest, I also have a wife at home."
"How come he still has three wives and four concubines?" Mo Lingling frowned and asked, "How does your first wife compare to me?"
She lived a life of being the center of attention at Liangxiang Pavilion, and rarely had the chance to be rejected again and again.
She waited for that person today, but he didn't come, leaving her heartbroken and frustrated. This man felt the same way, and Mo Lingling stubbornly wanted an answer.
Ji Qingwu imagined what her ideal "first wife" would look like.
"Born of noble birth, with the bearing of a dragon and the beauty of a phoenix, skilled in both literature and martial arts, and adept at managing a household."
Upon hearing her description, Emperor Wusu raised his eyebrows and drank a cup of tea.
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