Chapter 128 It seems to be out of control, not good
At this moment, Ji Qingwu has stopped crying, the roots of his eyelashes are wet, and his eyes seem to have been washed by water.
Like the light of the lake after the rain, the sky is misty.
She stared at the emperor's robe, but she couldn't see where it was wet from her crying.
Besides, there was still a little distance between the two of them just now, and they were not hugging each other. How could they shed tears on him.
Where did it go and why couldn't she see it?
"What are you slandering me about in your heart?" Emperor Wu Su's voice was gentle, not as cold as when he questioned her just now, but seemed to be hiding a smile.
The big stone in Ji Qingwu's heart finally fell to the ground.
She admitted what happened in the past, but it did not cause the earth to fall apart as expected. Instead, she was gently picked up by the person in front of her and put down casually.
It seems that the time she used medicine to force him to keep a child was just a trivial matter.
But she remembered clearly that that night his face was cold to the core. When he saw her opening the curtain and coming in, his sharp eyes made him want to shoot right through her on the spot.
Such a big "hate" was resolved so easily, why did his attitude change so quickly.
We haven’t seen him for several years. Now that he has reached a high position, shouldn’t he be even more ruthless and cruel?
After just a few simple questions and answers, he let her go so mercilessly?
The more Ji Qingwu thought about it, the weirder it became, but she couldn't ask directly, such as "Your Majesty, I raped you before, weren't you angry?" or "Your Majesty is so magnanimous. You don’t care about such humiliation, you are really setting an example for all people." Such flattering remarks.
She glanced at him quickly and lowered her eyelashes timidly.
Look again, and then put it down.
After several repetitions, how could Emperor Wu Su fail to notice that she was full of doubts.
He said calmly: "What do you want to ask?"
As a result, Ji Qingwu shrank and said: "No, it's nothing."
Emperor Wu Su frowned and his eyes darkened. He had already prepared the words but had no place to say them. Ji Qingwu withdrew again.
She is like a small snail carrying a small shell on its back, testing the outside world with its two soft tentacles, and timidly retracting into its shell at the slightest sound of wind.
If I hadn’t sprinkled some salt on her tentacles today and given her a jolt, I’m not sure when she would have been able to crawl out.
But when he saw her crying, Emperor Wu Su was shaken in his heart and wanted to be more patient.
As soon as Ji Qingwu saw the emperor frowning, he felt that something was going to happen to him, and he was shaken by the cold wind.
Seeing her hunched shoulders, trembling in the wind, Emperor Wu Su pulled her over with a little force on his arm, letting her slim back lean against him.
He grabbed her waist and hugged her back, making her stand in front of him.
This place can be sheltered from the wind, but the front is hundreds of feet above the ground. Although it is surrounded by guardrails, Ji Qingwu feels dizzy when he looks down, and he feels relieved and immediately becomes nervous.
Could it be that the emperor looked good-tempered on the surface, but in fact he was hiding a knife behind his smile, and he was so angry that he wanted to throw her off the roof of the building.
She held tightly to his arm around her waist.
He turned around and said flatteringly: "Your Majesty, the wind here is too strong. Can we talk somewhere else?"
Ji Qingwu suddenly felt his shoulders sink. Emperor Wu Su lowered his head and rested his chin on the crook of her neck. His lips brushed against her earlobe, and he said impatiently, "Not good."
Ji Qingwu's lips just parted, and when he wanted to say something else, his breathing suddenly stopped.
He bit her earlobe and said: "Look far away and don't talk."
If you don't talk, don't talk. Why did you bite her and bite her ear.
After that, Ji Qingwu's body softened a lot and was not as tight and stiff as before. She quietly leaned most of her weight on him.
The rooftop of the Star Reaching Building. Most of the misty clouds and mist have dispersed, and the blue mountains in the distance can be seen, bathed in the golden sunlight.
A blazing red sun is hanging on the top of the mountain.
Ji Qingwu looked at the scene in front of her in a daze, not knowing whether it was because of the warm and solid chest she was leaning on, or because of the fiery red sun slowly rising in her eyes. Her dark and restless mood, Dissipating little by little.
The empty heart was soon filled with another exciting emotion.
Ji Qingwu suddenly understood why literati and poets would leave many eternal masterpieces when visiting scenic spots.
If it weren't for her ignorance of ancient prose, she would really like to recite a poem. It's a pity that with her talent and learning, she can only use the four superficial words of magnificent beauty to summarize the scenery in front of her.
Looking at the rolling mountains, there is nothing worth savoring my own uneven and depressed mood.
The red sun is rising, its path is bright, as if she has been reborn.
Emperor Wu Su hugged her with his arms, and his eyes fell on her face again at some point. Maybe he never shifted from the beginning.
He tilted his head and rubbed her cheek. It was also blown by the mountain breeze. Her face was cold, but he was always warm.
He said in a low voice: "Looking at it from a distance, it is as bright as the sun rising."
Even if she is not well versed in poetry, she has heard this sentence, but it is in Speaking of the scenery in front of him, it was...
Ji Qingwu's clear eyes were filled with a shimmer, like water or mist.
Emperor Wu Su's breath fell on her lips, and all the sounds entered her ears.
"Looking at it with force, it is as bright as a red wave coming out of a canal."
Two red clouds flew up on Ji Qingwu's face, which were even brighter than those on the horizon.
Forced, she was lifted up by him.
Look, trace her bun and eyebrows with your eyes, her red lips and white teeth.
How can he make this little flower bloom more beautifully?
Then, Ji Qingwu could no longer see the red sun in front of him. It was completely blocked by his broad shoulders. He was pressed down like a mountain...
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When Ji Qingwu came down from Zhaixing Tower, her heart was beating fast. She was sitting on the carriage going to the eldest princess's mansion.
This carriage was prepared by Li Yuzong.
It was much more luxurious than the ones she usually rode in. There was also a small dressing table on the left side, which even had the accessories needed for her daughter's home.
Ji Qingwu picked up the golden auspicious beast grape bronze mirror on the small table and shined it on his face.
The woman's cheeks were rosy and looked a bit richer than rouge. She could explain to herself that the redness was caused by the strong wind on the roof.
The eyes were watery, not clear and waveless, but like spring ponds with ripples. She thought that maybe there was something dirty accidentally getting into her eyes.
Except for the area where she bit her own lips, there was obvious swelling. She touched it with her hand, and it was still hot. It was obviously from overuse.
The woman in the bronze mirror has a face full of tenderness and grace.
Ji Qingwu grunted, threw down the mirror with abandonment, and rubbed his face in shame, as if he wanted to rub this flattery away, rub it away, or rub it away until it can no longer be seen.
After returning to Lin'an, the development of things was far from her imagination, and it was far beyond her control.
Her hand touched her left chest.
The only thing she can still control seems to be out of control.
Not good.
Ji Qingwu: Oops, I'm sick, I have to learn the medical treatment of heart palpitations
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