Chapter 183 I want to make His Majesty happy and go to Hanshan Temple again
Emperor Wu Su was really stunned.
With the delicate woman's body in his arms, his breathing stagnated, and he slowly lowered his eyes, staring at Ji Qingwu's face.
This moment of silence made Ji Qingwu nervous. Will he like it?
She thought that Emperor Wu Su liked to touch her every time, which was a reaction to his fondness for her body.
Otherwise, she would not have misunderstood at first. The emperor only longed for her body, and only because she was the woman who gave birth to his children, he flirted with her in every possible way.
But later, Ji Qingwu gradually understood his intentions, but she was unable to give him an equal response.
Although he doesn’t know what the future will be like, now, Ji Qingwu wants to see a sense of relaxation and joy in his handsome face every time he sees him.
I just don’t know if this method can make him calm down and stop showing that dull look.
Emperor Wu Su did not hold her waist as he did just now, and just sat there with a calm reaction.
Didn't she do enough?
Ji Qingwu suppressed the shyness in his heart, his crow-black eyelashes trembled slightly, like a black butterfly flapping its wings on a begonia flower.
The butterfly fluttered towards the dazzling bright yellow and found its home.
Ji Qingwu hugged his shoulders and breathed out like blue.
The luxurious Yaoguang brocade is not as pretty and moist as her skin. She has obviously taken off her charming makeup, but at this moment, she reveals the most natural enchantment and seductive feeling.
Finally, he made a move.
The bowl of frost and snow was grabbed hard and torn off from his body.
Emperor Wu Su didn't want to be touched by her.
Ji Qingwu realized this and felt ashamed and embarrassed. He hurriedly wanted to stand up and step aside. The grievance and confusion in his eyes were obvious.
When their eyes met, she saw that the gloom accumulated in his eyebrows gradually faded until it completely disappeared.
Under the dark eyes, another dark color surged up.
Ji Qingwu failed to withdraw from his arms. He held the back of her neck with one hand. He didn't let her escape, but he didn't take the next step.
Emperor Wu Su’s voice was as hoarse as if there was sand in it.
"Ah Wu, what do you want to do?"
Ji Qingwu stretched out the other hand that was not grasped by him, and gently raised it to touch his thick black eyebrows. .
She said softly: "I want to make His Majesty happy."
Before she finished speaking, Emperor Wu Su felt as if he was electrocuted, his body shook and his hands relaxed.
After Ji Qingwu finished speaking, he buried his head and let it hang on his chest.
Soon, warm hands held her hips and hugged her directly.
He stood up, and Ji Qingwu hugged his neck in panic, not knowing where he was going to take her.
Ji Qingwu knew immediately.
She was pressed on the big table, with memorials piled up on one side. She looked up and saw the ferocious dragon head on the beam in the hall.
This time, I actually felt a bit naive.
Emperor Wu Su saw a smile on her lips.
Long fingers wrapped around a strand of her hair and asked: "Awu, what are you laughing at?"
Ji Qingwu was lying on her back on the large black table. Her skin appeared to be white and her beautiful eyes were shining brightly.
She stretched out her hand and pointed upward.
The voice was melodious and authentic: "This dragon head is very beautiful."
Emperor Wu Su did not follow her fingertips to look, but instead grabbed her hand from the air and bit it viciously. Her index finger.
Threaten: "No matter how beautiful it is, you are not allowed to look at it."
With their fingers connected to their hearts, this feeling spread directly to her heart.
The taste of this bite gradually changed, from the fingertips, the palms of the hands, to the wrists.
The long skirt Ji Qingwu was wearing had wide sleeves. When she raised her hand, most of her jade lotus root-like arms were exposed. Emperor Wu Su only had to think about how many people would pay attention to her today when she was running around in this dress and bright makeup on the street.
He exerted force in his palms, and the dress fell apart directly under his palms.
The luxurious clothes on his body turned into rags, and Ji Qingwu simply didn't know where to cover them.
After being stunned for a while, he decided to cover his face with his hands.
Her voice came from between her fingers, and she said without tears: "Your Majesty, aren't you angry? Why did you ruin this dress?"
Emperor Wu Su He said: "One code is the same. Unpleasant things still have to be dealt with. But if Awu does something that makes me happy, I will reward him later."
"Your Majesty does not need to share such a share. Clear, ah!" Ji Qingwu's voice suddenly trembled.
"Everyone else has seen it, and I don't want to see it again."
Emperor Wu Su sounded calm, but what he was doing was not calm.
The scenery under the skirt is something that many people covet but cannot get. At this moment, Emperor Wu Su has a clear view and is within reach.
A low gasping sound rang in my ears.
Ji Qingwu seemed to be able to feel the lines on her wandering palm. He pressed so hard, as if he was trying to leave a mark on her body.
After a while, low sobs sounded again in the empty hall.
Ji Qingwu grabbed something casually.
From the corner of his eye, Emperor Wu Su saw her crumpling the letter paper on the table: "If you dare to destroy the evidence, the crime will be increased to one level."
The consequences of the additional level of crime are The slight sobs turned into gentle cries.
She didn't dare to grab anything else, for fear that he would find an excuse to punish her again, so she could only tighten the fabric in front of him.
But his palm wrapped it around his hand and pressed it against the golden dragon on the bright yellow dragon robe.
The embroidery craftsmanship of this dragon is exquisite, bringing the fierce and hard form of this mythical creature to life.
There is an old saying that this dragon is like a snake, but has scales and claws. It can be dark and bright, large and small, can fly and dive, and can also make rain and clouds.
Ji Qingwu was personally taught by the emperor and learned a lot of knowledge that he had never experienced personally before.
By the time it was over, she had long since lost her strength.
Emperor Wu Su rubbed her wrist, and the originally white and tender palms were rubbed like ruby.
Ji Qingwu was still confused as he led Jiujiu home.
It was not until night, when she was lying on the bed in Wutong Garden and fell asleep that she remembered something.
Last time in the camp on the grassland, she had the dream that night and the touch of her palm when she woke up.
Isn’t it exactly the same as today!
Because she had important things to do tomorrow, Ji Qingwu fell asleep with annoyance, but she had a good night's sleep. Fortunately, the dragon never disturbed her in her dream again.
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The next morning, the sun shines through the window lattice.
Ji Qingwu sat in front of the carved dressing table, his eyes like water.
“Lanzhi, dress me up as you did yesterday.”
She added: "Be more coquettish!"
Lanzhi didn't understand where the Fifth Miss's depressed mood came from, thinking that yesterday's makeup was not enough to satisfy her.
So, today I dressed up Ji Qingwu even more carefully.
After the makeup was finished and the clothes were changed, the master and the servant looked at the woman in the bronze mirror.
What a fascinating vixen.
Ji Qingwu smiled slightly: "Have you done everything I asked you to do?"
Lanzhi hurriedly said: "Miss Fifth, I have done it all."
Ji Qingwu He raised his lips with satisfaction: "Let's go, we will set off to Hanshan Temple now."
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