Chapter 91 How could there be any other man?
The flesh of his chin was sore from being pinched by Emperor Wu Su.
Ji Qingwu's body was shaking and her legs and feet were weak. She wanted to escape from the feeling of being swallowed up.
Her mind turned into a ball of mush. The sound of Sanskrit chanting in the distance, the tangled sounds of lips and teeth nearby, and the sound of disordered breathing were all clearly transmitted to Ji Qingwu's ears.
Her hand holding his arm was almost weak.
He separated slightly and stared at her red lips.
"How do I compare with Li Chengxun?"
Ji Qingwu's mind has not yet returned to its original position, and he subconsciously said what was in his heart: "How can he compare? He is as good as you. The difference."
Looking at her rippling eyes, Emperor Wu Su knew that she was telling the truth.
His dark eyes shone brightly, and his eyes were like stars. His joyful laughter shook his entire chest, making Ji Qingwu, who was leaning in his arms, even more confused.
Emperor Wu Su's tone contained a touch of tenderness that was not easily revealed: "How do I compare with the man you had before?"
Ji Qingwu said in a daze: "How could there be any other man."
The mention of "dead husband" is just an excuse to prevaricate outsiders at the request of Mr. Qiao. Isn't it just him? What can he compare with himself?
Every time like this, Ji Qingwu is least defensive, and his cute and ignorant appearance is heartbreaking.
Emperor Wu Su lowered his head, hugged her soft body, pressed the back of her head with his palm, and nibbled on her lips a few more times as if as a reward.
The breath blew on her swollen and hot lips.
"There is no one else."
Then, it was not a hug like a storm, but a light kiss.
Ji Qingwu hummed unbearably.
Outside the small door.
Mo Lingling lowered her head, not daring to look directly into Duan Mingfeng's sinister gaze, when she suddenly heard a short and sweet hum.
She raised her head and looked at Duan Mingfeng, and found that there was no anger in his eyes as she imagined.
So Mo Lingling pretended to be calm and said: "There is a little wild cat in Hanshan Temple, did you hear it?"
Duan Mingfeng returned to that cold look that scares everyone. , warned in a low voice: "Don't talk nonsense, shut your mouth."
Mo Lingling was quiet for a while, but the kitten meowed more and more delicately, as if it was being ravaged inhumanely. .
She touched her ears and whispered, "Did you hear the conversation between Miss Ji Wu and me?"
"So what if you heard, so what if you didn't." Duan Mingfeng frowned.
"You must not tell anyone, or else." Mo Lingling looked at his gloomy expression and could only change her words: "Otherwise, I really have no way to survive."
"You are seeking death yourself, and you still dare to ask others to help you keep a secret?"
Mo Lingling knew that he looked down upon what she had done, and was silent for a long time.
Then, she said awkwardly: "Because we are from the same hometown and the Mo family has been kind to you, just help me this time, okay?"
Mo's father once had feelings for Duan Mingfeng. She had no shame in using her kindness to others to ask them to repay her for saving her life, but she really had no other choice.
Listening to her talking about past kindness, Duan Mingfeng sneered and said: "Do you need me to remind you again? I have repaid the Mo family's kindness a long time ago. I don't owe the Mo family, let alone you. ”
Mo Lingling’s eyes widened in surprise. How come she didn’t know when he had repaid her? What do you mean you don't owe her anything? Do you hate her so much?
She took a step back.
Duan Mingfeng's eyes were as sinister as cold blades as he looked at her retreating feet.
"Stop thinking about protecting Li Chengxun. That person inside is the current Holy Emperor. It is not certain whether you will survive tonight."
I learned that the identity of that noble man is Emperor, Mo Lingling's face was so frightened that her legs were shaking like cotton.
“It’s too late to be afraid now.” Duan Mingfeng said.
Mo Lingling felt uncomfortable in her heart. Li Chengxun wanted Princess Shang. There was no possibility between the two of them. Her delusions should end here, but would her life end today? But before she could avenge her father, she touched her belly, pursed her lips tightly, and showed panic in her eyes.
Duan Mingfeng squinted and said, "If you still want to live."
Mo Lingling looked up at him hurriedly.
Duan Mingfeng's eyes fell on her, as if being crawled by a cold snake. Mo Lingling had been afraid of him since she was a child, but in order to survive, she asked tremblingly.
“Can you help me?”
Duan Mingfeng leaned against the tree with his arms folded and sneered cruelly: "I can't help you."
Mo Lingling suddenly felt despair.
A long time passed, so long that she had already thought about where she would be buried after she died.
The man said coldly: "You can only ask Miss Ji Wu, maybe there is a glimmer of hope."
Ji Qingwu? !
But even though she was from the Ji family, she was just a little widow with a bad reputation in Lin'an City. How could she help him.
Mo Lingling's eyes trembled violently, what Duan Mingfeng meant.
This fifth lady of the Ji family could actually influence the emperor's mind.
Listening to the noise inside again, Mo Lingling realized what kind of little wild cat it was.
When Ji Qingwu followed Emperor Wu Su out.
His face was as clear as a peony, and his eyes were wet, and he obviously looked like he had been bullied miserably.
Ji Qingwu thought that when Emperor Wu Su said there were no other people, he meant that there was no one else around.
As soon as the results came out, Duan Mingfeng and Mo Lingling were waiting outside the door.
Ji Qingwu wanted to avoid the sight of these two people. Duan Mingfeng didn't even look at him, he was very disciplined, but Mo Lingling's eyes seemed to be on her body.
Wherever she went, Mo Lingling looked with stars in her eyes.
The heat that had just dissipated when he stared at Ji Qingwu's ears surged up again, and his face was as bright as a peach blossom.
When he thought that the sounds coming out of her mouth could be heard by them, Ji Qingwu glared at the back of the emperor's head several times.
She lowered her head and walked quickly, trying to leave these people behind.
Emperor Wu Su grabbed her hand, his voice still hoarse.
“Where to go?”
In front of Duan Mingfeng and Mo Lingling, the hand he held seemed to be burning with a small flame.
Ji Qingwu took a breath and said, "I'm going home."
Emperor Wu Su said, "Do you know the way?"
There were people half a man tall around him. Weeds, she might go to an unknown place again.
Actually, it’s not Ji Qingwu’s fault for not knowing the way, but the formation around the small door. It would be easy for her to break in by mistake, but it would be difficult for her to get out.
Ji Qingwu cleared his throat and said, "Elder sister and Jiujiu are still waiting for me. I haven't been back for so long, and they will be anxious."
She secretly glanced at Emperor Wu Su's expression, but she couldn't help but So that his daughter would be impatient and ask her to leave quickly.
Emperor Wu Su looked at her secretive expression and teased: "You didn't even run around even chirping, but you, an adult, got lost. It's more troublesome than a child."
What he said was true. Ji Qingwu was nosy enough to involve herself in it, and she couldn't defend herself.
Emperor Wu Su glanced at the two people behind him and opened his lips to say something.
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