Chapter 92 Before my daughter made a mistake, His Majesty was thinking of punishing her
Ji Qingwu had already received the distress signal released by Mo Lingling’s eyes.
Ji Qingwu returned to hold Emperor Wu Su's hand holding hers, and interrupted: "Let's go quickly, otherwise we will cry if we wait impatiently."
Duan Mingfeng's eyes flashed with astonishment.
He had never seen anyone dare to interrupt the emperor, and he admired Miss Ji Wu's courage.
The original Ji Qingwu would not have dared to do so. Facing Emperor Wu Su, it was her true nature to be trembling and timid.
But Emperor Wu Su had always restrained his temper with her these few times and spoke softly to her. Although he left quietly in Wutong Garden last time, he did not lose his temper with himself.
Women will become more and more coquettish the more they are raised.
So Ji Qingwu felt that she could still "be pampered" occasionally, and now was a good opportunity to experiment.
Emperor Wu Su watched her white and smooth hands take the initiative to grab him, and frowned slightly, again for the sake of others.
I saw the emperor's jade-like complexion darken.
Duan Mingfeng was ready to kneel down and plead for mercy, and Mo Lingling's face instantly turned pale.
Ji Qingwu was also beating a drum in her heart, but this time, because she wanted to protect others and felt that she had a heavy burden on her, she became much bolder.
Five slender fingers nimbly slipped into his fingers, changing into an intimate gesture of interlocking fingers.
Ji Qingwu raised his head and stared into his eyes, then shook his hand in a flattering way.
He said softly: "Let Mr. Duan take Miss Mo back, okay?"
The soft-touching hand pressed against his palm, rubbing the thin calluses on his fingertips, and the cold calluses in his heart were shaken. It wears off quite a bit.
In the end, Emperor Wu Su said nothing, let go of his hand, and walked away alone.
This is consent!
Ji Qingwu quickly turned around and gestured to the two of them to leave quickly.
Mo Lingling breathed a long sigh of relief and sat on the stone steps with weak legs. Duan Mingfeng looked thoughtfully at Ji Qingwu chasing the emperor away.
Emperor Wu Su strode forward, and Ji Qingwu hurriedly chased him. Later, he found that he had to trot to keep up.
This scene looks like Jiujiu running around while sulking.
Ji Qingwu's heart moved and he ran a few steps before walking around to intercept him.
She breathlessly called out: "Your Majesty."
Emperor Wu Su looked cold. Although he did not look at her, he still stopped.
Ji Qingwu thought about it so many times. After he shook off his hand, he always had the same cold look.
She asked: "Your Majesty, why are you unhappy?"
Emperor Wu Su looked over and said, "Thankfully you can still see it."
After so many times, this is the first time Ji Qingwu asked.
Emperor Wu Su continued: "I thought Miss Ji was blind and could not feel my displeasure."
Ji Qingwu was a little confused by this strange yin and yang aura.
Has he been waiting for her to ask? But everyone had always speculated on the emperor's intentions, so how could she have the guts to ask.
She explained: "Before, I didn't dare to ask. It was taboo to inquire about the Holy Emperor's likes and dislikes."
"Now you dare? Are you not afraid of taboos?"
Emperor Wu Su remained expressionless, and Ji Qingwu said politely: "After all, it was my daughter who made His Majesty unhappy. Naturally, I have to know the whole story and apologize to His Majesty."
He stared at her. , eyes darkened.
Since ancient times, those who hold power have been surrounded by many flatterers, and everyone in the world is here for the sake of power, fame and fortune.
What I want most is a pure heart, not because of others, not because of material desires, not because of power and commitment to him.
Although what Ji Qingwu did is far from this. It's just that Emperor Wu Su was very serious about this matter, and he didn't want her to plead or show favor to him just because of others.
Ji Qingwu watched him staring at him without saying a word, with a hint of struggle in his eyes.
She stretched out her hand again and took his index finger. Seeing that he didn't show any disgust, she held one more finger and gradually wrapped her little hand around the tips of his four fingers.
Emperor Wu Su’s Adam’s apple rolled.
Ji Qingwu observed his expression. As she moved, she let go slightly and slowly ran her fingers across the palm of his hand, rubbing against the inside of his wrist.
The skin here is obviously not as rough as the palm, but it is also more sensitive.
Under the sleeves of his robe, she grasped his wrist bone, although she could only circle half of it.
Emperor Wu Su lowered his eyes and looked at her hands.
Ji Qingwu tapped his fingertips, raised his lips and said with a smile: "Your Majesty does not dislike my touch."
"Then the problem arises elsewhere." Ji Qing Wu pulled the big hand in front of his eyes, his eyes filled with autumn water: "What your Majesty really doesn't like is..."
Emperor Wu Su looked up at her movements, with an undercurrent in his eyes.
Ji Qingwu chuckled and said, "It's other people's business."
Emperor Wu Su was actually unhappy because of such a thing. After Ji Qingwu figured out the key, he felt funny in his heart .
As an emperor in a high position, with a sense of pride that looks down on the world, everyone wants to look to him. Why did it turn into igniting fire in his heart if she asked for it? To his surprise?
Seeing her sly smile, Emperor Wu Su pinched her soft cheeks.
"Now that you know why I am unhappy, I will take this as a warning in the future. If I do it again, what crime should I be punished for?"
Ji Qingwu's eyes widened: "Your Majesty has thought about it before I made a mistake. How to punish her?"
She complained in a low voice: "The Holy Heart is really unpredictable."
Even if her voice is low, Emperor Wu Su's hearing is extraordinary. Clearly.
Emperor Wu Su couldn't put it down because of her soft face. Hearing that she dared to be so presumptuous in front of him, his men couldn't help but increase the intensity of the torture.
Ji Qingwu said incoherently: "Your Majesty, are you making dough?"
"Well, you are making dough."
Emperor Wu Su asked probingly: "You... What kind of disguise method, there is no flaw at all."
Ji Qingwu stopped laughing and pretended not to hear, and just didn't answer.
Emperor Wu Su hated her so much that he pinched her so hard that there were red marks on Ji Qingwu's face.
She covered her face and glanced at him shyly and resentfully.
Then, he pinched her neck and cleaned her up again.
Exiting the main entrance of Hanshan Temple, we arrived at the carriage of Marquis Zhongyong’s Mansion.
Chun Xing was waiting next to the carriage. When she saw Ji Qingwu, she hurriedly said: "Fifth Miss, you are finally back. Madam is so anxious that she almost went to find you in person. I have to persuade her with hard words." Come down."
Ji Qingwu asked: "Are you okay, big sister and Jiujiu?"
"The madam and the young lady are resting in the car." Chun Xing replied.
Jiujiu had already slept in the carriage. When he heard Ji Qingwu's voice, he immediately opened the curtain and stuck his little head out to take a look.
The little girl's face still had traces of sleep. It was obvious that she had just woken up not long ago. She said crisply: "Auntie!"
When Ji Qingrong saw the fifth sister coming back, she put her down He had been holding on to his heart, and just as he was thinking of her a few words, asking her not to run around in the future, he saw the figure of a man standing a few meters away.
She opened her mouth and closed it again, her eyes full of surprise.
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