Chapter 27 is so wrong! You are Zeshi Mingjun
Ji Qingwu's overly panic expression reflected the deep eyes of Emperor Wu Su.
There was a rare gentleness in his deep voice.
Gentle?
Ji Qingwu found it incredible to be in a different place.
If someone accidentally rapes someone, and if they see their "enemy" again after a few years, everyone should be furious.
What's more, he has become an emperor who looks down upon the world. This should be the shame of his life.
Ji Qingwu’s eyes flashed and his thoughts drifted away.
The first time she saw this face came to mind.
At that time, she was a military doctor and had been in the Northland military camp for more than a year.
But just the day before, she had just learned that she had targeted the wrong person.
Who would have thought that there would be two generals in a military camp, one is General Dingbei and the other is General Zhenbei, and their names are very similar.
Ji Qingwu’s thoughts were all focused on Zhenbei General Wei Ting. Not only did he take good care of his food and daily life, he even learned riding skills and trained horses for him, just to give Bo Lanyan a smile.
She chases after Wei Ting every day. Everyone in the military camp knows that she, a female military doctor, is infatuated with General Wei.
After more than a year of getting along, Ji Qingwu also has feelings for Wei Ting. She secretly thinks that this is fate, and she must work hard to fight for it.
She planned to cultivate a relationship with her target first, and then proceed to the step of giving birth in an orderly manner after the two were happy.
As for Peking University General Zhao Mingyan, she had seen him a few times from a distance, but never seen him in person. Her mind was filled with missions, and her whole heart was focused on conquering Wei Ting.
Therefore, no matter how handsome and handsome General Zhao was, or how illustrious his military exploits were, she still firmly believed that Wei Ting was the best and looked down upon others.
Until the system, which had disappeared for a long time, suddenly appeared, reminding her that the task needed to be completed as soon as possible, and informed her that the progress of the strategy was 0.
She checked the accounts with the system overnight
Only to find out how wrong she was.
Time is running out and it is important to save your life.
That day, Ji Qingwu stood at the gate of the camp, waiting for the real target to return to the camp.
He was dressed in silver armor, riding on a precious horse whose body was as black as ink, and he was galloping.
"Zhao——" She called out softly, pinching her throat, and just came out with one word.
The iron hooves trampled across the ground mercilessly, and the smoke and dust that was thrown up hit her face in gray, not even giving her a look.
Ji Qingwu thought hard in the camp for a few days, and finally found out a big medicine. He turned over the whole camp and gave Zhao Mingyan alone Yin Yang Hehe Powder, which has strong medicinal properties.
She still remembers that when she opened the door curtain and appeared in front of him, this man's cold eyes were so stern that he wanted to shoot her right on the spot.
This night was really revealing.
The cold wind is howling outside, but there is a rare spring color in the tent.
Ji Qingwu calmly took off his armor, outer robe, inner clothes, and trousers. The grandeur of them made her panic for a long time.
She simply closed her eyes, straddled his waist, and searched for that place with trembling hands.
The shadows in the tent overlapped, and Hanami started fighting with her sword. She endured the pain in her body and moved slowly, as if she was being tortured.
She was extremely regretful, why she didn’t give herself a bowl of aphrodisiac.
There was no charming atmosphere between the two of them.
After the incident was completed, Ji Qingwu disappeared. Based on the idea that the most dangerous place was the safest place, she waited for delivery at a post station a few miles away from the military camp.
The inn was just a sentry post, and there were also several dilapidated military tents, where she hid.
In the Qinzheng Hall at this moment.
Ji Qingwu and Emperor Wu Su looked at each other, and found that there was a brilliant light in his eyes, and there was an incomprehensible meaning, but there was no anger.
“Why don’t you answer?”
There was something wrong with being so calm and peaceful.
Ji Qingwu’s sanity briefly returned.
Suddenly I remembered that her current face was still disfigured, and only about seventy-eight percent of her appearance had been restored. She had specially adjusted the bones of her chin and forehead, which were very different from before.
And they only got together for one night, and she covered his eyes with silk.
Emperor Wu Su acted as if he hadn't recognized her yet. After such self-explanation and psychological comfort, she slowly calmed down her anxiety.
Replied softly: "I came here to thank Your Majesty for granting me a seat."
Ji Qingwu just breathed smoothly when he heard Emperor Wu Su ask in a deep voice. : "Since I want to thank you, how can I thank you?"
You can just open and close your mouth and thank me like this, can't you?
Ji Qingwu was not sure what he was thinking, so he pursed his lips and their color became more delicate.
Emperor Wu Su suddenly stood up and came to her, his tall and straight figure suddenly enveloped her.
Ji Qingwu seemed to be trapped in an airtight net, the aroma of ambergris became stronger and stronger. Not only did her face turn crimson, but all exposed parts were pink.
He held something in his right hand and lifted Ji Qingwu's chin.
The edge of the thing hurt her, and she did not dare to move her face away. She was forced to raise her head, exposing the white and tender skin on the side of her neck.
“Your Majesty.”
Realized he was studying her face.
Ji Qingwu's breathing became rapid, his heart beat like a drum, and his chest rose and fell violently.
Emperor Wu Su’s sight also shifted for a moment.
It turned out that there were soft white clouds above the blue clouds.
Ji Qingwu was already dizzy, but now he felt short of breath, his vision went black, and one of his legs was unstable and he was about to fall.
She grabbed the most convenient thing next to her.
The soft brocade robe material felt under her hands, and the thick and solid texture underneath was even more irritating than the piece of paper pressed against her chin.
When Ji Qingwu could see clearly, he realized that she was holding the emperor's arm.
She let go of her hand and stood up straight, her soft cheek inadvertently brushed against the big, well-jointed palm.
"I have received Miss Ji's thanks." His soft words came to my ears.
She really didn't mean it. Ji Qingwu's face turned red, even more intense than rouge.
Emperor Wu Su retracted his hand first and rubbed it a few times with his lowered fingers.
But after such a "close" contact, she was not so afraid of him.
He patted her face lightly with the thing in his hand, his eyes were burning, but his voice was cold and authentic: "This is the memorial to impeach the Ji family. Miss Ji must take a look."
Ji Qingwu looked at the fold held between his slender fingers.
He shook his head quickly.
“Don’t look at it.”
Throughout the past and present, how can the emperors’ actions be allowed to be criticized by others? If it were some confidential matter, she would not be able to explain it after seeing it.
“Seriously you don’t want to read it?”
Divine Wu Su didn’t expect that she didn’t hesitate at all.
Ji Qingwu blinked and said tentatively: "Your Majesty wants me to see it, so I will see it. If you don't want me to see it, I won't see it."
Seeing her obedient look, Emperor Wu Su raised his lips. He sarcastically said: "The Ji family has a really smart person."
But Ji Qingwu heard a sinister tone from the emperor's mouth.
She could only lower her head, becoming more and more submissive.
"Every kid on the street knows that His Majesty is the Mingjun of Zeshi who only comes once in a thousand years. I believe that Your Majesty will not wrongfully accuse the Ji family and will not let the guilty people go."
She meant what she said.
The previous dynasty's massive construction projects led to the decline of people's livelihood. After Emperor Wu Su took over the Phoenix Palace, even his own palace was simply repaired.
She came all the way from the border of Nanchu, and the closer she got to Lin'an City, the more prosperous she became. In the past three years, she was able to make the people live peacefully and make a prosperous living.
Although the Queen Mother and the Emperor were not as harmonious as they seemed on the surface, she believed that Emperor Wu Su was not a king who would do whatever he wanted.
Staring at her cloud-like black hair, Emperor Wu Su's eyes filled with mist.
(End of this chapter)