Chapter 93 The Best Husband in the World
Ji Qingrong is the wife of the eldest son of the Zhongyong Hou Mansion. She has been to many palace banquets, large and small, so she knows the emperor's appearance.
She really wanted to think of the man as someone else who looked similar to the emperor.
But Emperor Wu Su’s appearance was so outstanding and his aura was uniquely intimidating. It was difficult for her to admit her mistake.
Why did Emperor Wu Su appear here? It seemed that he was still looking in their direction.
Ji Qingrong thought that the emperor might have other things to do and wanted to leave the palace incognito. He happened to see the carriage of the Zhongyong Marquis Mansion and just took a few more glances, so he sat in the carriage and did not move.
Ji Qingwu walked to the car window. The window was a bit high. She wanted to talk to the little girl with her head raised.
"Have you been obedient, Jiujiu, and have you disturbed your aunt?"
Jiujiu shook her head and said aggrievedly: "Auntie, why have you been gone for so long? There must be someone outside. The new treasure is hidden in this temple."
Ji Qingwu raised his hands and said, "I have nothing else to learn from the sky."
This is wrong, she does have a treasure, Yuan Heng who is in the palace.
Ji Qingwu stopped talking and wanted to change his expression.
Seeing that Aniang suddenly got stuck while talking, the little girl's big black grape-like eyes burst into tears instantly. She was extremely sad and cried loudly.
No wonder grandma has not been with her for several days. It turns out that she really has a baby who is more obedient and more likeable!
The child cries whenever he wants without any warning. Ji Qingwu is having a headache thinking about how she is going to explain.
Before she could speak, her cries suddenly became quieter, and she looked behind her sobbingly.
The familiar fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose. Ji Qingwu turned around in surprise and saw a cloud-white robe embroidered with orchids.
Emperor Wu Su stood in the distance and kept looking at the couple after Jiujiu got out of the carriage. He didn't want to come over.
But before they said a few words, the little girl flattened her mouth and cried loudly.
Seeing him coming over, she stopped crying, with crystal tears still hanging on her face, and stared at him intently.
Emperor Wu Su asked in a deep voice: "Why are you crying?"
Ji Qingwu was embarrassed to tell him the reason.
Ji Qingrong, who was in the carriage, saw the emperor approaching through the window and quickly helped Chun Xing and got out of the carriage. When she was about to salute, Emperor Wu Su didn't look at her, but raised his hand slightly, and she stepped aside.
But looking at the fifth sister, she did not salute or say hello, Ji Qingrong was even more surprised.
Although the emperor was incognito, he still carried an indescribable aura of majesty and majesty.
But Ji Qingwu just stood beside Emperor Wu Su with a gentle expression, watching him talking to Jiujiu.
In fact, the two of them were not standing close to each other, but at a respectful distance.
But Ji Qingrong just felt that there was a sense of intimacy between the two that no one else could get in, as if a woman like this should be beside the heroic emperor.
Jiu Jiu has a good memory. She met Emperor Wu Su at a palace banquet last time. She knew that the person in front of her was the powerful Emperor who could punish people in the world. She pouted her little mouth and began to complain sadly. .
"Aniang has been missing for a long time. She hid her new baby in that temple."
Ji Qingwu and Emperor Wu Su's eyes met, and she turned away with a slight guilt.
Part of the delay just now was because he was holding her down, pressing her under the willow tree, and her waist was so painful from the iron arms.
Emperor Wu Su's expression did not change, and he said with a hint of confusion: "Is it because of this that you are crying like this?"
There was a pool of tears in Jiujiu's eyes, as if the sky was about to collapse. , said bitterly: "My mother doesn't like tweeting the most, she has a new baby."
The childlike words made Emperor Wu Su laugh and cry.
When she saw him laughing at her, she complained in embarrassment: "You have never been grandma's favorite little baby, so you don't understand how I feel!"
The little girl did not forget to shake her head and add a sentence. : "Master said However, if you have not been in it, how can you empathize with it?"
It is true that Emperor Wu Su, who has never been Ji Qingwu's "baby", was stung by the words of Jiujiu, and he suddenly understood why Jiujiu was so sad.
He nodded silently. Two more lines of sad tears flowed out of the tweet.
Ji Qingwu, who was watching from the side, saw that the emperor was defeated by the little girl's few words.
She has to take action.
She coaxed softly: "I still love you"
But Emperor Wu Su interrupted: "It is human nature to like the new and dislike the old. If you want to take something, you must first give it to it. . ”
Jiujiu burst into tears, her big eyes full of doubts, not really understanding what this meant.
Ji Qingwu's red lips parted slightly, and he turned his head to look at the person next to him in surprise.
Emperor Wu Su patiently spoke the truth.
"If you want to secure your position as the favorite little baby in your mother's heart, you must rely on your ability and see what is worthy of her love in you, rather than crying to win sympathy."
Hearing this, the tears in his eyes seemed to have a switch and turned off immediately.
To be grandma’s favorite baby, she has to be her best.
She blinked her big eyes and quickly disappeared from the car window, and a rustling sound came from inside.
Ji Qingwu couldn't see what was going on in the carriage due to his stature, so he turned his head to look at his expression.
Emperor Wu Su looked at the little girl pouting her butt and doing something, with a faint smile in his eyes.
After a while, Jiujiu appeared again holding a small cloth bag in his little hand.
“Aniang, here you go.”
Ji Qingwu glanced at it and knew that it was the candy cake that the little girl usually saved. Jiujiu will save her favorite food until the end and then eat them together. Right now, these pieces of candy cake are her most beloved things.
The words of Emperor Wu Su were heard by Jiujiu and he took action immediately.
The little girl's pink mouth also said: "In the future, Jiujiu will give my grandma the most fragrant and sweetest cakes in the world, and let her live in the most beautiful and luxurious courtyard."
she Staring at my grandma closely, I felt particularly inadequate, and promised: "Jiujiu will find her the best husband in the world, and will not let her suffer any more."
Emperor Wu Su heard this When he spoke, his eyebrows jumped.
Ordinary women might deal with children's immature words casually or dismissively, but Ji Qingwu responded with bright eyes, believing in her heart that her little girl could do it.
“Okay, deal, I’m waiting for that day.”
Ji Qingwu laughed.
Even the wind approaching her became gentle.
Today, she wore her hair half-down in a flower-parted bun. Her silky black hair was gently blown by the wind.
A few streaks of jet black appeared on the cloud-white soft silk robe of the man next to him.
As her hair swayed, it touched Emperor Wu Su's shoulders, and then slowly landed on the palm of his raised hand, wrapping around his fingertips.
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The carriage left Hanshan Temple.
Ji Qingrong's eyes drifted to the fifth sister who was taking a nap against the carriage from time to time.
He secretly wondered when Ji Qingwu became so familiar with the emperor.
As far as she knew, the fifth sister only got to see Tianyan after attending a few palace banquets, and they had no interaction with her on weekdays.
But the atmosphere between the two of them today is too weird, not like a high-ranking king getting along with the daughter of an ordinary minister.
It looks like.
(End of this chapter)