Chapter 173 Say it again, try to respond
Ji Qingwu’s palm was brushed by his hot lips, and he was about to take back his hand.
I heard him muffled: "Say it again."
Ji Qingwu's breath was still unsteady, and with a slight breath, he said: "I don't want to marry Wei Ting."
The coolness on her fingertips and the frankness in her words successfully drove away all the turmoil in his heart.
Emperor Wu Su grabbed her hand tightly and closed it in his palm.
Ji Qingwu continued with wet eyes and wet lips: "I don't know why Wei Ting suddenly mentioned the marriage proposal. I was also surprised. Wei Ting came today and I refused in person."
Emperor Wu Su’s expression changed.
The secret reports sent back from all over the world only said that the two of them behaved intimately, but did not say that she actually refused the marriage personally.
“Seriously?”
he asked again.
Although his tone was light, his eyes had changed from dark to irrepressible brilliance.
Ji Qingwu understood why he was depressed. It turned out that the biggest crux was himself.
Did he see all the embarrassing things she did to conquer Wei Ting?
Only for the konghou, she deliberately hid in front of a secluded lake to practice secretly, but she really had no talent in music theory, and her playing was almost the same as howling like a ghost.
Ji Qingwu couldn't bear to damage Wei Ting's ears and was worried about what would happen if her impression score was deducted, so she never played for Wei Ting at all.
How did Emperor Wu Su know? Did he hear her ear-splitting voice?
"Why don't you say anything?" He saw that she was thinking about something, her eyes were moving around, and her expression was lively.
Ji Qingwu looked at him and said: "It's absolutely true, doesn't your Majesty still believe me?"
He rubbed her hand and said: "You are just a little liar."
"What did I lie to?"
After the words fell, a gust of cool wind picked up the fallen leaves and flower buds on the ground, whirling under their feet.
Emperor Wu Su pressed her tender hand on her chest.
But Ji Qingwu suddenly felt itchy in his nose and sneezed embarrassingly.
The two went inside the house.
Ji Qingwu was sitting on the couch anxiously, with his hands on the edge of the couch and his body sitting straight, as if he was at home.
Emperor Wu Su pulled up a chair and sat down near the couch.
Ji Qingwu sat solemnly on the main seat, while the emperor sat below her, but the majesty of the superior did not need to be reflected by his position at all.
The emperor was sitting facing her, with his long legs spread apart, which was more leisurely and casual than her posture.
He asked calmly: "What did you say during the day?"
Emperor Wu Su was very interested in the process of her rejection of Wei Ting.
Ji Qingwu said straightforwardly: "It means that I don't want to marry him."
However, Wei Ting didn't care about her wishes. Even if she said she didn't want to, he wouldn't. Not going to let her go.
Thinking of this, Ji Qingwu had an idea for some reason.
If the emperor ignored her thoughts and forced her to enter the palace as a concubine, would she have any countermeasures?
The thought was terrifying.
Ji Qingwu shook his head, trying to get rid of this idea.
The whole night Emperor Wu Su saw her, she was distracted in front of him again and again.
He clamped her knees with his open legs. Ji Qingwu instantly felt the strong and slender legs, giving off a strong sense of strength belonging to a man.
She immediately woke up and realized that she had thought too far.
Not to mention that Emperor Wu Su wanted to force her into the palace, even if he wanted to do something to her now, she couldn't escape or hide.
Ji Qingwu pursed his lips and looked at him.
Tonight Emperor Wu Su was extremely persistent on this question: "If you don't want to marry Wei Ting, then who do you want to marry?"
Ji Qingwu already had the answer.
The angrily "Don't marry" he said in her ears was still deeply engraved in her mind. If she wants to marry someone else, how can the emperor agree?
She now seriously doubts that Princess Qingyun would have interfered with her and Li Chengxun's affairs earlier, and that Emperor Wu Su might have been involved.
Ji Qingwu said softly: "Can't you just not get married?"
Hearing this, Emperor Wu Su frowned, and the answer was far from what he expected. Thousands of miles.
She doesn't want to marry anyone and treats everyone the same. Even they are not as good as Li Chengxun. At least he once made her think about getting married.
The emperor choked and said, "Don't you want to marry someone when you see one?"
This meant that he wanted to settle old scores. Ji Qingwu was aroused by him and said angrily: "If this is the case To put it bluntly, I have met Your Majesty the most, and I don’t want to marry Him.”
Ji Qingwu hit the target accurately.
Emperor Wu Su's expression condensed, and his eyes fell deeply on her face, and she felt scared.
After slapping the tiger on the butt, Ji Qingwu thought about smoothing the hair, and she hurriedly explained a few words.
"I mean, just because I don't want to marry Wei Ting doesn't mean that I want to marry someone else."
He added weakly: "At least, I don't want to now."
Been Emperor Wu Su, who joined the ranks of others, couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
At this moment, she was hugging her arms and looking at him with a hint of shrinking, which was a sign of insecurity.
Although there was no greater gain, hearing from her that she did not want to marry Wei Ting was enough to dissipate most of the haze in his heart.
In any case, this means that Wei Ting is not as important in her heart as he thought.
Seeing that Emperor Wu Su was silent.
Ji Qingwu’s little thoughts began to come alive again.
The lights flickered, and she had never felt that the lights in her house were so bright and gorgeous.
Her eyes fell on his robe. She didn’t know what kind of fabric it was, but it seemed to have tiny sparkles, so bright that she didn’t know where to look.
Ji Qingwu's sitting posture was still upright, but now it started to twist and turn. She didn't seem to know where to put her hands. She wanted to put them on her knees, but next to him was his thigh.
She could only touch her earlobes for a while and flip her hair for a while.
Being in the same room with Emperor Wu Su, even the breathing frequency seems to be out of order.
Ji Qingwu’s uneasy look caught the eyes of the other party.
“You”
The emperor suddenly frowned and looked at her.
He took her hand that was touching her ear and asked with concern: "Are you allergic?"
Ji Qingwu was stunned: "No, I didn't eat anything that would cause allergies. ”
Emperor Wu Su had a look in his eyes. With a smile, he said: "Why else are you blushing and scratching your head and ears?"
Ji Qingwu wanted to take his hand back, but he used his strength to pull it back. He stood up slightly and put his long legs on it Under her knees, pulling her directly onto him.
"Let me take a closer look. Are you allergic?"
Ji Qingwu looked embarrassed. She wanted to bury her face, but all she could see was his solid chest.
As if aware of her thoughts, he raised his hand and stroked her long hair, pressed the back of her neck with his big palm, and pushed her into his arms.
“Ah Wu.”
Ji Qingwu wanted to lift her head from his arms, but he held her neck down and refused to let her move.
He called out again in a low voice: "Awu."
Ji Qingwu sniffed the ambergris stained with his body temperature on the tip of her nose, and gradually felt at ease, and she tried to respond.
Straight daughter Ah Wu: Just tell me if you have anything to say
Tempting Ah Wu: See the next chapter