Chapter 90 Seeking divine intervention? Why not seek help from me?
Ji Qingwu had already stabilized her pregnancy and cleared her blocked meridians, so he wasn't worried about stimulating her.
She said, "When the time comes, you can go and see for yourself when Prince Consort Li parades through the streets to welcome his bride."
Mo Lingling stood up in terror, her legs trembling as she backed away, as if she had heard something unbelievable from her.
Just a door away.
Duan Mingfeng was so shocked he couldn't speak.
This Miss Ji is so intelligent that she guessed whose child Mo Lingling was carrying just from a few words.
The three of them were not only from the same hometown of Xianyang, but had also known each other since childhood.
Duan Mingfeng didn't have time to think about it. He quickly turned to look at Emperor Wusu's expression. If the emperor knew that the consort had an affair with the maid of Liangxiang Pavilion and had secretly conceived a child before the marriage, he would most likely take action to remove the hidden danger for Princess Qingyun.
Mo Lingling's life may not be safe.
Emperor Wusu remained expressionless, showing neither surprise nor anger.
Unable to fathom the Emperor's thoughts, Duan Mingfeng lowered his head and began to think of a way to deal with it.
Outside the small door, Ji Qingwu stared into Mo Lingling's distraught eyes, stood up, and asked, "Did Li Chengxun promise to marry you?"
Mo Lingling bit her lips until they bled, recalling that night when he was drunk and calling out the names of other women.
"No, that was just wishful thinking on my part."
He disappeared after that, and Mo Lingling never saw him again.
She had sent letters through intermediaries but received no reply, so she had no choice but to resort to this extreme method to let him know that she was pregnant with his child.
"Judging from the timeline, you must have conceived this child a few days after he became the top scholar in the imperial examination."
Ji Qingwu had a very bad feeling.
At the Deer Cry Banquet, Li Chengxun drank wine and harassed her by the pool. Afterwards, he accompanied the princess and then went to the Two Fragrances Pavilion... He spent the whole night tossing and turning among three women.
Ji Qingwu's lips curled into a mocking smile.
With a cool look in her eyes, she said, "Are you sure you want to have a child for someone like him?"
Mo Lingling clutched her stomach and took a few steps back, bumping her back against the small yellow door.
But the door wasn't locked, it was just ajar, and Mo Lingling stumbled and fell backward.
Falling down could really cause serious injury.
Ji Qingwu rushed over to help her, but the stone-paved road was slippery, and her feet were covered with moss or mud.
She grabbed Mo Lingling's sleeve and tried to pull her back, but she couldn't stop, and the two of them ended up falling towards the inside of the door together.
Ji Qingwu was prepared to fall. She adjusted her posture, intending to be a cushion for Mo Lingling.
Even knowing that someone like Li Chengxun was not worth Mo Lingling bearing his child, the unexpected miscarriage was a kind of relief.
But that's up to Mo Lingling to decide.
The small door was forced open by the force of the two people rushing towards it.
In her panic, Ji Qingwu noticed that Mo Lingling's eyes were fixed on her back, her pupils dilated.
What was behind her? Why did her expression become even more fearful and uneasy, as if she had seen a wild beast in the jungle?
Mo Lingling's waist was wrapped with a soft sword and pulled to the side. The person used a little force to pull her back to her feet.
Ji Qingwu breathed a sigh of relief, hoping the pregnant woman wouldn't fall. But she wasn't so lucky; she was still falling backward.
However, there was no pain from the fall as expected.
A pair of warm, strong hands held her arm firmly.
After Ji Qingwu steadied herself, she turned around to see who it was. She hadn't expected that there would be someone at such a secluded little door.
The person behind her pulled hard and wrapped their arms around her waist.
"Throwing herself into my arms?"
Seeing Ji Qingwu's confused expression, Mo Lingling said, "It's your new lover... mmm..." She was quickly covered in the mouth by someone with a gloomy expression and dragged away.
Even without her reminder, Ji Qingwu could already tell who this person was from their cold, deep voice.
Emperor Wusu's voice rang in her ears.
"New lover?"
If the Emperor finds out about Mo Lingling's affair, it's uncertain how he will deal with it. Ji Qingwu said softly, "That maid is most prone to talking nonsense. Your Majesty need not listen to her."
"Very well, I'll pretend I didn't hear it."
Ji Qingwu was puzzled as to why the emperor was being so agreeable today.
Then I heard him say, "But I heard something else. It was what A-Wu said: that your previous man was bullied to death by you?"
Ji Qingwu knew that Emperor Wusu would not let her off so easily, and sure enough, he was waiting for her here.
She remained silent.
His large hand slid across her waist as he asked, "I'd love to know how you bully me after I've displeased you?"
Ji Qingwu had lost the assertive demeanor he displayed in front of Mo Lingling, and his eyes darted around nervously.
"If Awu won't tell, then I'll guess." Emperor Wusu looked down at her earlobe and said in a deep voice, "If I upset you, will I withhold your food and water, or will I not allow you to go to bed?"
She doesn't do that at all. The more she talks, the more absurd it becomes.
Ji Qingwu said, embarrassed and annoyed, "I won't give you pants to wear!"
A deep laugh tickled her ear, "That's exactly what Ah Wu would do."
The distant sound of bells echoed. Remembering that this was Hanshan Temple, Ji Qingwu shrugged and pushed his hand away, wanting to get further away from him.
Emperor Wusu tightened his arms, holding her firmly in his embrace.
What brings you to Hanshan Temple today?
Although the place was secluded, there was still a possibility of being seen. The two chatted in this intimate position, and Ji Qingwu was on edge, constantly worried about being caught.
He said absentmindedly, "I offer incense and pray to Buddha."
Emperor Wusu said nonchalantly, "If Awu has any wishes, asking the gods or Buddhas is not as good as asking me; it will be faster."
Ji Qingwu spoke gently and politely, "Your Majesty, this is a sacred Buddhist site. It's not appropriate for us to act this way."
What happened to us?
This really looks like an affair.
But His Majesty the Emperor had excellent mental fortitude and didn't feel that anything was wrong.
Ji Qingwu said seriously, "Hugging and cuddling is indecent and disrespectful to gods and Buddhas. Buddha will be angry."
He held her with one arm and lifted her chin with the other, turning her to face him: "Buddha saves all beings, but I do not want Buddha's help. Only Awu can save me."
Is this something an emperor who frequently holds grand sacrificial ceremonies could utter?
Instead of seeking divine intervention, Ji Qingwu asked for her help. Her ears burned, her bright eyes flickered, and she whispered, "Let me go first."
"I won't let go."
Emperor Wusu looked at her, his eyes pure black, and said in a deep voice, "You were the one who broke down the door first, crashed into my arms, and now you want me to let you go."
These words were spoken with a hint of gritted teeth, and Ji Qingwu felt that he was different today.
Before she could even realize what was wrong, he grabbed her chin and kissed her deeply and fiercely.
Ji Qingwu once thought that Emperor Wusu was like a cold moon in the sky, unapproachable.
Upon closer inspection, one realizes that it grows on a jade branch, a cluster of warm, burning white flames.
If you get too close, you will be scorched by the blazing fire and left with nothing.
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