Chapter 76 Waiting for this moment, waiting for a long time
Ji Qingwu looked up at him, the man's chin showed an angular and cold look.
Her expression changed and she realized that she was crying.
My eyes can see clearly now.
Emperor Wu Su's eyes fell on the coffee table not far away, and there was a storm in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.
Ji Qingwu felt that his appearance tonight was too miserable, and he didn't want to face him like this.
So, she pretended that her eyes had not recovered yet, and groped to get out of his arms.
Emperor Wu Su said in a cold and authentic voice: "Don't move, let me hold her for a while."
Only by holding her for a while longer can he temporarily suppress the desire to kill in his heart. .
After Ji Qingwu vented her anger in his arms, her mood improved. She belatedly felt ashamed that she was such a big person and it was so embarrassing to cry, and even made his clothes wet with tears.
Thinking of her appearance at this time, she lowered her eyes and saw that her clothes were disheveled and her hair was messy.
"Your Majesty." Her voice was muffled and had a thick nasal sound.
The man snorted lightly.
Ji Qingwu struggled slightly, and Emperor Wu Su lowered his eyes to look at her.
The expression on his face has lost its sullenness, like the sea surface after the huge waves have calmed down. It is calm but deep. I don’t know when a bigger storm will arise again.
The ends of her eyes and nose were red, her eyelashes were soaked with moisture, her eyes were still misty, and there were clear tear marks on her jade face.
After the petals are washed with tears, their delicate faces are as tender as water.
Emperor Wu Su asked with dark eyes: "But is it uncomfortable?" Ignoring her slight struggle, he hugged her tightly and continued: "Do you know what kind of medicine you have been given?"
Ji Qingwu nodded and said: "The doctor invited by King Yong said so."
"Can't see the eyes anymore?"
Ji Qingwu quickly lowered his head, rubbed his eyes, and said vaguely: "Ah, yes, I can't see clearly."
Emperor Wu Su touched the back of her head and said solemnly: "It needs to be detoxified early. .”
Detoxification?
When I thought of this antidote method
Ji Qingwu's face was filled with red clouds, and he said in a panic: "Your Majesty, I don't feel that bad. Maybe it will be fine after a while."
"Do you know how to undo the overbearing properties of this medicine?"
The woman's face was already delicate, and even became pink after crying. When she heard this question, she immediately turned bright red.
Ji Qingwu emphasized: "Your Majesty, I really don't feel uncomfortable anymore. Really, you can see that I can still speak, my ears can hear, and my body can move. I will be fine in a while. "
"This medicine will cause the loss of the five senses, but the other senses will remain as usual?"
She said firmly: "As usual."
Emperor Wu Su looked at her for a while, fearing that she was trying to save face, and said: "I want to check it myself."
He knew her ability, but the medicine was overbearing and could kill her if she was not careful. Can't take the risk.
Ji Qingwu was puzzled. Even the old doctor just now didn’t say anything about the loss of her five senses. How could he check it?
Emperor Wu Su took her hand and placed it on his waist, where a silver sachet with dragon and phoenix patterns hung.
“Try your sense of smell first.”
Under Ji Qingwu's soft palms, there is a strong and vigorous texture.
He said in a low voice: "Smell it, and then tell me what it smells like."
It turned out that this was the test, and it was an acceptable standard for her.
Ji Qingwu followed his downward pressure and leaned close to his waist, twitching his nose slightly as he sniffed.
Not long after, she raised her head from his waist and said confidently: "The main scent is ambergris, but the smell is subtle, soft, clear and gentle, and it should also have the scent of seaweed, wood, and moss. .”
Emperor Wu Su's eyes were filled with heat that could start a prairie fire, and he chuckled: "Yes, you are right."
"The sense of smell is fine, but what about perception?"
His He held up her dazzling face with his hand, touched the side of her neck with his fingertips, and finally lingered on her collarbone, causing her to tremble.
Ask: "Is there any feeling here?"
Ji Qingwu nodded vigorously and said: "Yes, there is feeling here." Then, a little shyly: "Have you checked it out? ”
"Awu, you have to explain in detail how you feel? Otherwise, I don't know if you are trying to be brave and deceiving me that you have recovered."
Ji Qingwu was embarrassed to describe this feeling, and said : "Yes, it's just a little itchy, and Hemp."
Seeing the rippling water in her eyes, Emperor Wu Su raised his eyebrows: "There is no special feeling? This description is too ordinary."
Ji. Qingwu didn't know what to say to satisfy him. Emperor Wu Su's deep gaze fell on her heaving chest.
Her clothes had become loose from the earlier struggle, and the hand went down along her collarbone.
The rolling snow-capped mountains were touched by warm fingers. Ji Qingwu hummed, and his brows immediately became timid.
"It seems that there is consciousness here."
This reaction did not require her to answer at all, Emperor Wu Su answered for her first.
The restless palms continued to rub her skin without leaving any gaps.
Ji Qingwu hurriedly grabbed his finger, but he couldn't stop him from pushing down forcefully.
He continued to ask questions, his voice as deep as the sound of a guqin.
"What about this place?"
Emperor Wu Su also had veins on his arms, and the muscles were tense.
The tentacles are as warm and moist as white jade, far better than the smoothness of balm.
The shallow dust and narrow seal cannot allow words.
Even though Ji Qingwu bit his lip and tried his best to hold back, the slightest sound escaped from between his teeth.
The man who lit the fire withdrew his hand and said seriously: "Well, there is no problem with consciousness."
The familiar heat came up again, and she began to wonder if the poison had not been released? Why was it even more unbearable than before? Ji Qingwu even wanted to hold his hand and prevent him from leaving.
“There is one feeling left.” Emperor Wu Su lowered his eyes and asked in a low voice: “Ah Wu, what do you remember?”
Her delicate petal-like lips pursed.
Ji Qingwu's intuition told her that this would not be a serious test. She hurriedly suggested: "How about tasting tea, I can distinguish the taste."
She glanced When I walked into the room, I found a white tea set on the table, and my eyes lit up.
"I'm going to make tea."
After saying that, he briskly wanted to get off the ground and leave his side.
A person has just stood up, but his feet have not yet touched the ground.
Ji Qingwu was grabbed by someone's waist and lifted up. As the world turned around, she was pressed down on the bed.
My back was covered with soft bedding, so it didn’t hurt, but the posture at this time was too oppressive.
Can't escape, can't break free.
Ji Qingwu wanted to turn his head away, but he was already prepared. He held her face in his big palm and was still playing with her earlobes with his fingertips.
Those watery eyes were still half cloudy, but they were clear and clear.
Emperor Wu Su took her wrist and squeezed it, with a little smile in his eyes.
"Little liar."
His eyes are like moonlight, containing tenderness.
She knew she was in the wrong and should not deceive him on this matter, so she said: "I didn't mean to deceive your majesty, I just did"
"What I want to hear from this mouth is not an apology."
Emperor Wu Su stared at her face closely, and her skin was thin and icy under the crimson robe.
There was no longer panic in his eyes, but a bit of shyness.
He has been waiting for this moment for a long time.
All the unfinished words were drowned out, and his breath came overwhelmingly, leaving people with nowhere to hide.
It was gentle at first.
With obvious restraint and cherishment.
But it soon turned into sucking and biting, and the force became brutal.
Her mind was agitated and her long eyelashes were trembling.
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He wants it.
It’s never an apology.
It is these soft lips as pink as peach, overflowing with sweetness.
(End of this chapter)