Chapter 67 Her identity has long been revealed
Mo Lingling said: "Mr. Lang is lying to me, there is no such a good person in the world."
Ji Qingwu immediately raised his eyebrows A very convincing example.
"Yes, for example, the young master in front of you. With such a man, how could he not have such a woman."
Mo Lingling stared at Emperor Wu Su.
Not to mention his handsome appearance, he is the center of attention wherever he goes.
Even if this aura is deliberately restrained, it still gives people a sense of oppression that cannot be ignored.
She had seen many majestic court officials in Liangxiang Pavilion, but none of them could compare to the power of this nobleman who raised his eyes and pressed lightly.
Mo Lingling lowered her head in disappointment, it really was like this.
Ji Qingwu nodded: "There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. Girls don't have to feel ashamed."
Seeing that they dared to talk about the emperor, Duan Mingfeng said angrily: "How can I allow you to be so presumptuous in front of the master!"
The mood of the deputy historian of the Imperial City Department was a bit extreme. Unlike his style, Emperor Wu Su looked calm. He glanced at him.
“An old acquaintance?”
Duan Mingfeng was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and said yes.
Emperor Wu Su stood up and said quietly: "Mingfeng, send this girl Mo back."
"I still need to protect you."
"It doesn't matter."
Duan Mingfeng took the order and strode over, took Mo Lingling's arm and dragged him out, as if to drag the person out. It's like being dragged out and executed.
Mo Lingling turned around without giving up and said: "Lang Jun, just accept me, I recognize you!"
Hearing that she was still entangled, Duan Mingfeng's eyebrows were gloomy and he had already raised his eyebrows. He wanted to knock her out and then take her away.
Ji Qingwu also stood up, looked at Emperor Wu Su, and whispered: "Master, help her."
After all, this woman was pregnant, and Duan Mingfeng dragged her away without showing any pity for her. .
"How can I help you? Help you take her in?" Emperor Wu Su pulled Ji Qingwu in front of him with a long arm.
He looked at the snow-white folds at her collar and asked: "Has your wife agreed? Instead of asking her, you asked me?"
My wife
Ji Qingwu was speechless. This was just what she said to excuse Mo Lingling. How could she find a wife? She asked him, of course because he was powerful.
Emperor Wu Su slowly approached her, his steps unhurried and unhurried, with a searching look in his eyes.
She involuntarily took a step back, and there was a trace of panic in her heart. When the two of them got together in private, she was always defeated.
The same moment.
Mo Lingling, who was being dragged by Duan Mingfeng, clung to the handrail of the stairs with both hands and looked back at her best friend.
Then he was shocked and stopped struggling. As a result, he was dragged and staggered and fell to the ground.
Seeing her sitting on the ground, staring blankly upstairs, Duan Mingfeng also turned his head to look.
I saw a handsome young man in blue robes and his master. One of them retreated in a panic, while the other approached unscrupulously.
Until the young man’s slender white neck was pressed down, his thin body had nowhere to escape and was pressed against the wall of the private room, unable to move.
This picture makes people blush and heartbeat.
Mo Lingling's knee was a little painful from the fall, but she felt better. She murmured: "It turns out that he has a broken sleeve. It's normal that he doesn't like me."
Duan Mingfeng covered him up if he dared to say that the emperor had a broken sleeve. Her mouth warned in a cold voice: "If you still want to live, shut up and pretend you didn't see anything happen."
The atmosphere between the two people upstairs.
It is not as beautiful as outsiders see it.
Emperor Wu Su suppressed the emotion in his eyes and asked in a nonchalant manner: "The brothel girl, what are you calling me?"
Ji Qingwu, who had the back of his neck pinched, had a sense of crisis under his control from head to toe.
She said politely: "Mr."
There is no unnecessary emotion in these two words, but in a man's ears, they are indescribably comfortable.
Emperor Wu Su looked down from her collar and asked with great interest: "Which family are you a young gentleman from? Tell me your name and see if I recognize you." Ji Qingwu can't keep telling nonsense, otherwise he will use countless lies to cover up this lie.
She could no longer pretend to be stupid, so she laughed a few times and said: "Your Majesty, your eyesight is so good, you can see through the dress of the courtier at a glance."
Emperor Wu Su's eyes wandered around her face: "What I have seen through is not just this."
There is a deep meaning in the words.
Ji Qingwu’s eyes trembled.
She knew that she should take the opportunity to ask, what else could the emperor see through? He was tempting her to find the answer.
But can she bear the consequences? She knew that one day would come sooner or later, but she was just timid.
Emperor Wu Su stared at her lips as soft as petals, waiting for her reply.
Ji Qingwu clenched his hands, unclenched them, then clenched them into fists, and his face wrinkled into a ball.
She said nervously and cautiously: "I have a question to ask Your Majesty. Can Your Majesty promise not to be angry?"
"It depends on what the question is."
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Emperor Wu Su stretched out his hand and caressed her face, his tone was rare and gentle.
"However, since it is Ah Wu who speaks, I will be more patient."
His eyes were so hot that Ji Qingwu couldn't help but lower his eyes.
At this moment, she accidentally caught a glimpse of something.
In an instant, her pupils shrank suddenly, and a huge wave of waves arose in her heart.
There was a jade pendant hanging on his robe.
It is a vivid little koi.
Her eyes were burning. This was the jade pendant that she had stuffed into Yuanheng's brocade quilt with her own hands. Jiujiu also had an identical one, a pair of jade pendants that Qiao had given her.
Ji Qingwu's lips couldn't help trembling.
She left this jade pendant to Yuan Heng, but he kept it
The line of sight moved upward slightly, and the rope hanging on the jade pendant was a colorful silk strand.
This is the one she knitted with her own hands yesterday when he pressed her on the dragon chair in the Qinzheng Hall.
He did not wear it on his wrist, but hung it in such a way that it hung from his body.
The five-color wisp and the koi pendant are both hers.
Every eyelash of Ji Qingwu was shaking, and the blood in his body seemed to be constantly surging.
In fact, Emperor Wu Su had already known her identity.
She has been deceiving herself all along, and he was waiting for her to take the initiative to reveal the truth
But why didn't he get angry as she had imagined before.
Are you planning to punish her together after she surrenders herself? Or he has a different kind of tolerance towards the woman he spent the night with.
Ji Qingwu's mind was filled with all the things that had happened since she returned home.
The oral edict clearly told her that the emperor did not want Ji's daughter to enter the palace as a concubine.
But now he regrets it.
He wants her.
So, what is there in her that makes him desire it so much?
On the desk of Qinzheng Hall, she had seen Emperor Wu Su’s dark expression, which was naked and undisguised desire.
Emperor Wu Su had been practicing Zuo for many years, but he only had one prince. Even though Concubine Wei was so favored, she did not give birth to a son or a half.
Thinking of this, her heart tightened, and her nails dug into her flesh unconsciously, leaving bright red blood marks.
It's because he discovered that only she can give him the secret of procreation.
All he wanted was her body.
Emperor Wu Su gently rubbed her delicate chin with his thumb and urged: "Why don't you ask?"
Ji Qingwu took a deep breath, his eyes flashing non-stop.