Chapter 140 This person’s strength should not be underestimated!
Hanlian Museum.
The night breeze was refreshing, but the room was getting hotter and hotter. The scorching temperature did not only come from him.
And her.
Her mind was thrown into chaos by the overflowing passion, and she felt very uncomfortable. In fact, her body did not reject his closeness, and she even shamelessly wanted to stick to him.
When his hand reached under the hem of her skirt, Ji Qingwu's eyes instantly returned to clarity. She quickly reached out and grabbed his palm.
She and his black eyes that seemed to be able to swallow everything, stared at each other stubbornly.
Emperor Wu Su called her name in an extremely low voice.
“Awu.”
Extremely lingering, as if there is a silk in his mouth to pray.
Ji Qingwu did not hesitate. She pressed her forehead against his chest, moved her waist away from his touch, and ended with a silent and clear rejection.
Before she has thought clearly.
No.
She still understands the importance of temporary happiness and long-term freedom. She can no longer let physical involvement affect her judgment of their relationship.
Moreover, a corner of Ji Qingwu's heart still retained the fear of that night, when he thought of the feeling of being split open by a sharp blade.
She clenched her fingers.
It hurts too much, not ordinary pain.
Thanks to the help of the birth system, she had never experienced such pain during childbirth.
Ji Qingwu glanced at his crotch with a frown on his face, and his body, which had just been seduced by male lust, completely calmed down.
No, no, no, no.
Her attitude became more resolute because of this incident. In his dark eyes that wanted to eat people, she pushed him away and ran away as if running for her life.
A few moments.
The emperor's hoarse voice sounded.
"Li Yuzong."
Li Yuzong, who had been guarding the door, quickly led the palace servants in to wait.
Twelve palace lanterns with jade hooks and cloud patterns slowly lighted up.
The two people in the room sat on both sides of the table with different expressions.
Emperor Wu Su’s brows were furrowed, and the gloom between his brows was dense, unable to conceal his dull and unhappy atmosphere.
Li Yuzong originally walked in happily, but after taking one look at his master's expression, he quickly lowered his head. He quickly retracted the smile on his lips, wondering in his heart.
Li Yuzong, who has been with the emperor for more than ten years, has never seen such a strange expression on his master's face.
This turned out to be a look of dissatisfaction.
But just now, he was at the door listening to the noise inside, something was wrong!
The moans and sobs made his heart tremble.
Although he is a rootless eunuch, he was not born a eunuch. He has also been a man and knows what this sound represents.
Li Yuzong sighed secretly in his heart, the emperor is worthy of being an emperor, he can endure things that ordinary people cannot endure, and in this situation, he can still stop abruptly.
But because of this, I admired the annoying Miss Ji Wu even more and had the ability to make the emperor angry.
But it allowed the emperor to hold back his anger.
This man’s strength should not be underestimated!
When he raised his face again, Li Yuzong had switched to a face that was full of bitterness and hatred. His eyes were full of worry, looking at his horny master.
Emperor Wu Su was still sullen.
Ji Qingwu inadvertently looked into the eyes of General Manager Li and received a variety of emotions in his eyes, including confusion, surprise, and admiration.
There was even silent condemnation.
That look in her eyes made it look as if she had bullied his noble Majesty.
Did she?
She must be the one being bullied. Ji Qingwu turned his head silently and avoided looking.
After the lights in the museum turned on, Ji Qingwu could clearly see what was in the room.
The golden branches and jade vases on the ancient shelves are not to mention how precious they are. The calligraphy and paintings on the wall are all from the collections of famous artists. Just pick out one and it will be handed down for generations. excellent work.
On the wall directly opposite the desk, there are also portraits of many sages. The paintings are so lifelike that you can think of the magnificence of these celebrities when they were alive.
However, when Ji Qingwu thought about what they had done in front of these portraits just now, as if they were messing around under the gaze of these people, her face couldn't stop burning, and the heat that had just gone down became even more intense. When he came up, his fair and tender ears turned bright red.
It was her first time to come into this hotel, but the emperor was a regular visitor, but he still acted without scruples.
The "culprit" was still drinking tea and meditating.
The heated tea stove has long been turned off, and the teapot has been cold for a long time. Li Yuzong stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty, this tea has become cold. Drinking too much is not good for your health. I will replace the teapot with a new one for you."
Emperor Wu Su was very angry, but his voice was still mute.
He said solemnly: "What are you talking about? No matter how cold the tea is, can it make my heart feel cold?"
My heart is cold, but my body is full of fire.
The two heavens of ice and fire are nothing more than that.
It is obvious that these words have a meaning, as for who the person is referring to.
Li Yuzong quickly lowered his head and quietly stepped aside, intending to continue to be a transparent person.
Ji Qingwu blinked and pretended not to know the meaning of the emperor's words. Then, he lowered his head and lowered his eyes, and followed Eunuch Li to retreat to the pillar.
The two stood together, and Li Yuzong took a breath.
His slender old eyes widened more than twice as wide, and he quickly persuaded in an angry voice: "Miss Ji, why are you following me here? Why don't you come forward to serve me."
Ji Qing Wu covered his lips with his fingers and said in a low voice: "Eunuch Li, your Majesty does not need anyone to serve you. He is meditating. If I go over at this time, I will disturb your Majesty."
Li Yuzong approached to make noise to annoy the emperor. Upset.
With Ji Qingwu waiting by his side, what aroused the emperor's anger was another kind of anger.
Emperor Wu Su glanced at the two people standing in a row, clenched the teacup with his fingers, and his eyes seemed to be shooting hidden arrows.
With Eunuch Li beside Ji Qingwu, she was no longer so afraid of his cold face, and could even smile at the emperor.
Seeing her smile as softly as Xia He after the rain, the emperor raised his eyebrows slightly, and his face didn't look so bad.
Li Yuzong next to him imitated Miss Ji's example. He also put on a crumpled and flattering smile on his old face, hoping that his master would be happy.
Emperor Wu Su’s complexion, which had just turned clear, suddenly turned gloomy.
He frowned and said, "Why are you laughing? Laughing is uglier than crying. Don't laugh in front of me in the future."
Seeing Li Yuzong's smile freeze, Ji Qingwu smiled even brighter.
The night is getting darker.
There is also an attic above the Hanli Pavilion. A screen inlaid with sapphire and carved Kui dragon patterns divides the space into two parts. There are all beddings inside.
Li Yuzong had sent someone to the Ji family earlier to spread the word that Ji Qingwu would stay in the palace for one night, but in the name of the Queen Mother, she appeared in another palace, which made it troublesome to explain.
Staying in Hanlianguan is also a good place.
Ji Qingwu stood in front of Qingyu on the screen, looking at the furnishings in the room, while Emperor Wu Su stood at the door of the attic, looking at her back.
Seeing that he had no intention of coming in, Ji Qingwu turned around and asked, "Your Majesty, do you want to leave?"
Although it was a question, his tone was filled with unconcealable joy, not at all There is no house left.
Emperor Wu Su tried without giving up: "Do you want me to stay here?"
Ji Qingwu opened her lips and then closed them again. She held back the word "don't want to" that was about to blurt out.
Ji Qingwu: Rejection is also an art
(End of this chapter)