Chapter 252 Don’t appear in front of me again!
Standing at the door, Li Yuzong saw the beautiful figure coming from the end of the road in the distance.
He walked quickly into the palace with a smile: "Your Majesty, Miss Ji is here." Li Yuzong said happily.
Emperor Wu Su raised his face and looked at the entrance of the palace with a heavy look.
Ji Qingwu walked in front, with the maid behind her carrying a food box. As soon as she entered the door of Zhaoyang Palace, she saw the emperor's gloomy face.
Her steps were hesitant, and on the way here, the excitement and joy in her heart suddenly disappeared.
The look on Emperor Wu Su's face probably meant that something big had happened.
Ji Qingwu first glanced at Li Yuzong, hoping to get some tips from his confidant Eunuch Li.
She took a few steps forward and said: "Eunuch Li, this is the ginseng soup that the Queen Mother asked me to send."
Ji Qingwu asked the maid in the Queen Mother's palace to bring the soup He took out the food and handed it to Li Yuzong for inspection.
She leaned over and asked quietly: "Eunuch Li, what's going on, Your Majesty? You don't look very happy. What big thing happened today?"
Li Yuzong put away the silver needle, his heart was bigger than Ji Qingwu's Still feel surprised.
He said in a low voice: "Miss Ji, nothing major happened. It just happened after the Holy Emperor and Mr. Duan of the Imperial City came back from the sword competition in Hongsheng Pavilion."
Ji Qingwu Pointing at Emperor Wu Su, he covered his lips with his hand and asked in a low voice: "Lost?"
Li Yuzong shook his head.
He didn't lose in the swordsmanship competition. What's going on? Is a man's heart like a needle in the sea?
"Do you think I am dead?"
Emperor Wu Su said in a cold voice: "You think I can't hear such a loud conspiracy?"
Emperor He rarely spoke so harshly to her, and the smile on Ji Qingwu's lips disappeared immediately.
However, the shock in my heart was still greater than fear.
She quickly held the soup bowl and walked to Emperor Wu Su with gentle steps. Maybe she didn't care about him first after she came in, so he was sulking.
Ji Qingwu said softly: "Your Majesty, use a bowl of ginseng soup to relieve your qi."
As he spoke, he took out the soup bowl from the food box and arranged the spoon with his fair fingers.
Emperor Wu Su's voice was still cold and he asked: "What are you doing here?"
The little maid sent by the Queen Mother was still in the palace, and Ji Qingwu glanced at it.
Then, he said softly: "The Queen Mother cares about you and specially ordered the small kitchen to prepare it. It took two hours."
Emperor Wu Su said mercilessly: "This does not depend on noon or noon. What kind of soup should I drink at night?"
Ji Qingwu blinked and tilted his head to observe his reaction.
Ask: "Your Majesty, if you don't want to drink it, just don't drink it. How about I take it back right away?"
The soup comes every three days. Ji Qingwu thought about it in his shoes. If she Drinking soup every day will make you tired.
The emperor's brows furrowed even more tightly.
Ji Qingwu picked up the white porcelain soup bowl from the table and was about to put it back into the food box.
Suddenly a strong wind came.
The bowl in Ji Qingwu's hand fell to the ground and shattered. The soup splashed everywhere, staining her feet and skirt.
As soon as Emperor Wu Su's hand fell back, the broad sleeves of his robe were still moving.
Just now, it was his hand.
Ji Qingwu looked at him in shock, his hands still holding the bowl stiffly.
She lowered her eyes. The floor tiles in Zhaoyang Hall were different from the gold bricks in Qinzheng Hall. They were made of warm white jade.
A splash of soup reminded her of what had happened.
The emperor threw the bowl. Li Yuzong and all the palace servants had already knelt down, lying on the ground and not daring to say a word.
Ji Qingwu knew that being with a king is like being with a tiger, but people can't lose their temper in a good way. How did she make him angry?
She was the only one left standing in the palace.
Ji Qingwu was separated from him by a desk and asked: "Your Majesty, why are you unhappy? Can you tell me?"
Emperor Wu Su flicked his robe. There was non-existent dust on the bed, and he sat back in his chair with an expressionless face.
"What position do you stand in to question me?" Ji Qingwu's heart trembled.
She felt that his appearance at this moment was very similar to his cold and ruthless attitude when she first entered the palace and saw him in the west wing of Cining Palace.
She thought about what she had done in her mind.
Ji Qingwu said cautiously: "Concubine Wei came to see me at Boxin Pavilion near Cining Palace today and said something to worry about my brother."
Emperor Wu Su said coldly: "I'm not interested in what you do every day."
Ever since she expressed her feelings a few days ago, Ji Qingwu's heart has been full of friendship. Even if the emperor gets angry, she will not be afraid to retreat.
But I tried my best to solve the problems between the two of them.
Ji Qingwu said: "Would you like me to talk about some topics that interest Your Majesty?"
Emperor Wu Su turned his head and looked at the other corner of the room and said: " Isn’t what I said clear enough?”
Ji Qingwu’s face turned pale.
She asked: "What do you mean, Your Majesty? Please make it clear."
Emperor Wu Su's Adam's apple moved: "Don't come in front of me again."
Ji Qingwu's eyelashes Trembling: "Why? ? "
Emperor Wu Su clenched his hands under the table and said, "I'm tired, I'm tired."
Ji Qingwu stared at him and refused. Looking at his indifferent side face, he frowned for a while.
Then, her eyes fell on the painted soup cup in the food box.
What he hates is not the soup, but her.
Ji Qingwu stretched out his hand and grasped the handle of the food box tightly.
Her eyes were hot and swollen.
With a crash, Ji Qingwu spilled the remaining ginseng soup in the soup cup on the floor tiles.
She said simply: "Since His Majesty doesn't like it, then forget it!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the soup cup fell to the ground.
The kneeling palace servants all over the palace let out suppressed exclamations. Ji Qingwu was the first person who dared to throw something in front of the emperor.
After she threw it away, she no longer cared about the reactions of the people inside.
Ji Qingwu bit his lip and walked out of Zhaoyang Palace quickly.
She walked aimlessly, her heart swollen with anger.
They say they don’t value it once they get it, but it’s only been a few days!
Besides, it’s not something you get yet. Didn’t you agree to wait until his birthday?
The more Ji Qingwu thought about it, the more desolate he became. He finally gave away his heart, but was rejected. When people say retreat, they retreat.
She raised her head, looked at the stars in the sky, and forced back the tears that were about to well up. Fortunately, there were stars in the sky blinking with her.
After walking for who knows how long, Ji Qingwu's sadness completely turned into sore feet.
Her calves were sore and she squatted at an unknown intersection. Why was the palace so big?
In front of Ji Qingwu was a patch of grass. She tugged on the flowers and plants inside, and her mood eased a bit.
She felt increasingly that she could not understand Emperor Wu Su.
Earlier, she thought his treatment of Wei Ting was strange, but she didn’t expect that after a long time, it would fall on her.
While destroying the grass, Ji Qingwu whispered: "The moody dog emperor."
"What are you doing?"
A face suddenly appeared in front of him.
Ji Qingwu was startled when he raised his head and fell back in shock.
Why does he look so similar to the person she was scolding?
He stretched out his little arm to pull her, but she brought him down.
Ji Qingwu subconsciously protected him first and held him in his arms.
Who is coming?
(End of this chapter)