Chapter 62: The Red Lotus of Karma, has your majesty seen it?
When she first entered the palace and rescued Yuan Heng from falling into the water, he rewarded her with a set of walnut screens.
Following this, there is another secret decree.
Emperor Wu Su hesitated for a while, remembering the content of the oral instruction, the corners of his lips twitched.
With a bit of unhappiness, he said: "Have you told others?"
"Your Majesty said that you can only listen to this oral instruction yourself, and no one in the court has told anyone."
Emperor Wu Su nodded, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes, and said lightly: "Forget it."
< br>Let her forget? The Holy Emperor's oral instructions were so casual
Ji Qingwu blinked his eyes and said in confusion: "But I still remember it."
This decree is not a good thing for the Ji family, but it is For her, it was a great blessing.
Emperor Wu Su raised his eyebrows and said mockingly: "I don't remember what I should remember, but I have a good memory of what I should forget."
"I dare not forget your Majesty's words."
Hearing Her red lips uttered particularly obedient words. Emperor Wu Su took her arm and held it in front of his eyes. There was a colorful rope between the slender wrists, which made the wrists cold and white.
Ji Qingwu also followed his gaze and landed on his wrist.
What’s so good about this.
Emperor Wu Su just held her arm and muttered: "Tomorrow during the Dragon Boat Festival, I am going to worship the gods and ancestors, and I still lack an object to pray for Najib."
Within the emperor's sight, This item belonging to Najib should not be her arm.
As she expected, it was this five-color thread.
"My lord, go ask Eunuch Li to prepare?" She tried to pull her wrist, but was held tighter.
Emperor Wu Su looked at her and said: "You come and prepare."
When the emperor went to worship gods and ancestors, all the accessories he wore were custom-made by the Ministry of Internal Affairs in accordance with the usual practice. It was not her turn to prepare them.
Ji Qingwu pushed back and said, "Your Majesty, this is against the rules."
Emperor Wu Su rubbed his fingers on the delicate flesh of his wrist and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"It's okay if you give it to Yuan Heng, but it's against the rules if you give it to me. These two standards are too obvious."
She was speechless for a moment and could only give in. : "I will make it up when I go home, and I will ask someone to send it to the palace tonight."
"Who knows if you can just find something ready-made to fool me? Just make it up in the Qinzheng Palace. You can only leave after I am satisfied with what you made up."
Ji Qingwu She rolled her eyes guiltily. She did have this plan. Could it be that the emperor had a sneak peek in her mind.
Emperor Wu Su called Li Yuzong in.
After a while, the various colored silk threads to be used were prepared.
Ji Qingwu held the silk thread in his hand and was about to go to the chair in the hall. Suddenly, someone grabbed his waist from behind and pressed him on the gold-plated dragon chair.
Emperor Wu Su said calmly: "Just make it up here."
There were four columns supporting the armrests on the back of the chair, with golden dragons hanging on them, which made Ji Qingwu dizzy.
If she can sit on the Dragon Throne once, she can be regarded as the smoke rising from her ancestral grave.
The chair has a wide surface and can accommodate one person, and more than enough space for two people.
Under the chair, Ji Qingwu's emerald smoke-like Yiyun skirt floated onto the yellow satin robe embroidered with golden dragons of the man beside him.
The hem of the skirt is embroidered with coral branches, which overlap with the pattern on the dragon robe.
Beautiful and luxurious.
Seeing this scene, Li Yuzong hurriedly exited the hall. He felt that his life was about to be frightened. He pulled on his collar and gasped for air.
Sitting on a dragon chair with the emperor, there is no other person in the Phoenix Palace with such honor.
Inside the palace.
Emperor Wu Su was right in front of her, picked up the imperial pen without any scruples, and began to criticize the papers.
Ji Qingwu secretly tilted his head and looked at his steady profile, with a deep outline.
The corners of the lips are slightly stretched, showing dignity and indifference.
The slender hand held the pen and drew a few strokes on the paper. As he meditated, the domineering aura dissipated a lot, but there was still a coldness that made people dare not get too close.
She had never dared to look at him in such detail.
It turns out that a man's appearance can be as strong and thick as an iron-painted silver hook, with sharp edges exposed, tall and broad, capable of carrying vast expanse of blue waves and filling thousands of valleys with pine wind. "Don't be lazy."
Emperor Wu Su raised his eyebrows slightly, clearly not looking at her, but he knew that she was distracted.
Ji Qingwu quickly lowered his head, swallowed, and continued busy with his work.
The smell of ambergris in the palace gave her a sense of peace for the first time, and she was no longer timid and frightened.
The silk strands are twisting and turning, entangled in the nimble fingertips.
With a few flips of her hands, she finished tying a bunch of knots. Because she was still a newbie, she accidentally knitted the knots wrong. She looked at them for a while, then flattened her lips in annoyance before untying them.
Emperor Wu Su caught a glimpse of her bulging white cheeks.
It looks more lustrous than the porcelain produced by Jingde Tribute. He has personally tried it on how it feels.
Ji Qingwu was so engrossed in editing that he had no idea that the man beside him had already stopped writing and was staring at her intently.
After she finished tying the last knot in her hand, she tilted her stiff and sore neck.
A man's big hand with distinct joints that could hold a sword or a pen immediately appeared in front of him. The palm of his hand was facing up at the moment.
This is asking her for the five-color thread.
Ji Qingwu didn't dare to make His Majesty the Emperor wait any longer, so he quickly offered the newly tied silk thread and put it into his palm.
Almost at the same time, the slender and clean hand held her hand, and the five-color thread was clasped in the palms of their hands.
The palms of their hands touched each other, and the dry and warm heat came from them.
Ji Qingwu’s eyelashes trembled slightly and his breathing became short.
I have obviously done more intimate things.
But not once, like now.
The hands covered with thin calluses were rubbing her fingertips vaguely, and a tingling sensation spread directly to her heart.
The heartbeat is no longer as frightening as a drum, but is getting faster bit by bit.
Like a chaffinch waking up from the depths of winter, stepping into the warm spring day, and starting to chirp non-stop.
The unfamiliar feeling made Ji Qingwu feel uncomfortable. She quickly withdrew her hand, lowered her eyes, and looked at the five-color strand in his palm.
"Your Majesty, the five-color thread has been braided. If you have no other instructions, I will leave first."
But her hand was held again, this time her hand was held. The whole hand was wrapped in his palm.
Emperor Wu Su looked as usual and said: "But I haven't thanked Miss Ji yet."
Ji Qingwu said warmly: "You're welcome."
There was a smile on his lips, and his voice was low and sweet. : "I haven't said how to thank you, so I accepted it so easily? I have to express my gratitude regardless of emotion or reason."
I don't know when a red bracelet appeared in Emperor Wu Su's hand.
With a little force on his arm, Ji Qingwu fell into his arms. He locked her waist with one hand, preventing her from moving.
With the other hand, the string was inserted into her unstained catkins.
Ji Qingwu leaned against his warm chest and looked at the string of beads falling to his wrist, with a flash of color in his eyes.
Bright and dazzling red jade, carved into lotus flowers.
It looks very much like the blossoming red lotus of karma.
"Jade Genealogy Series" says that there are five colors of jade, white, yellow, and green are all valuable. Red jade is the most expensive product, and there are not many in the world.
This thank you gift is too expensive.
Being attracted by this red jade, Ji Qingwu temporarily forgot how intimate the two people's posture was at this moment.
The red lotus in the center and the largest suddenly flashed.
Seeing this strange scene, Ji Qingwu turned back to look for the emperor's expression, the expression on his face was vivid and bright.
Her eyes were shining brightly: "Your Majesty, have you seen it!"
Emperor Wu Su didn't look at her hands at all, his eyes fell on her face darkly and darkly.
Mutely said: "I saw it."
I saw it!
Asking for tickets~~
(End of this chapter)