Chapter 273 Do you want me to die soon? Hot and alive
Wei Ting followed her arm and looked at her hand.
Ji Qingwu picked up a round longan on the quilt and said, "Eat some longan to replenish your qi and blood."
Dried fruits on the water-red brocade quilt Arranged in an orderly manner and spaced neatly.
Wei Ting said: "The clean room has been tidied up, you can go."
Ji Qingwu turned a deaf ear, picked up another longan, and slowly peeled the shell.
Wei Ting raised his eyebrows and said, "Is it possible that Madam wants to eat everything before she plans to sleep peacefully?"
Ji Qingwu's eyes lit up and he thought this was a good idea and nodded. He said: "Make up more, my body is weak."
Wei Ting stretched out his hand, she immediately ducked back, but he just spread his palm.
Smiled: "Peel one off for me too."
Ji Qingwu said dissatisfied: "Don't you have long hands?"
But he still handed the one in his hand to Wei Ting.
On the night of the bridal chamber, the two of them can talk peacefully and just talk, which is better than anything else.
Wei Ting obviously did not think so.
Ji Qingwu's hand was hanging in his palm, and Wei Ting immediately grabbed her hand.
He deliberately lured her into taking the bait. She tried to shake him off, but he held him tighter.
"I have grown hands."
Wei Ting pulled her in his direction, not too lightly.
Ji Qingwu's field of vision was occupied by this face, and she said in a panic: "What are you doing."
"What do I want to do? Doesn't Madam know?" Wei Tingchong She raised her eyebrows and spoke slowly: "Whatever a serious couple wants to do on their wedding night, I will do."
Ji Qingwu raised his eyelashes, stared into his eyes, and said: "How did you and I become husband and wife? You don't know?"
Wei Ting said: "You can't be naive to think that, I just want to be a couple on the surface.”
Ji Qingwu does have such an innocent thought in his heart.
He lowered his head and looked straight at her trembling eyelashes.
"Since you want me to protect the little prince in court, you have to show some sincerity. You can't let the horse run and not feed the grass at the same time."
Ji Qingwu said stubbornly: "Even if I don't want to do it?"
Hearing her words, Wei Ting was silent for a moment and let go of her hand. Ji Qingwu stepped back half a step and breathed a sigh of relief.
Her back suddenly stiffened, and Wei Ting's hand touched her back, his fingertips tracing upwards along the soft red fabric.
He pulled out the golden hairpin on Ji Qingwu's head, and his long, slender black hair fell down.
Wei Ting raised his hand and lifted up his hair as smooth as fine silk.
He trailed off: "Mrs. Wei, it's time to take a bath, don't waste your time."
Ji Qingwu hurriedly ran away from him and entered the clean room.
The tub was filled with hot water vapor. She stood in front of the tub and did not move for a while.
A man's lazily urging voice came from outside.
"What are you doing, madam? Why is there no movement at all? Why don't you let me come in and wash you."
Ji Qingwu bit his lip, stepped into the tub, and poured a handful of water on his face.
Wash off the thick powder on her face, and the hot water slides off her face, revealing her original fair and pinkish face.
Ji Qingwu lowered his eyelashes, with water drops still on them.
It seems that Wei Ting is determined not to let her go.
Thinking of this, Ji Qingwu leaned his back against the edge of the tub and didn't even want to take a shower.
There was a rapid knock on the door outside.
Ji Qingwu tilted his head. Did Lanzhi bring some decoction to the door?
The door to the room opened quickly, but she couldn't hear their conversation clearly in the clean room. She could only tell that there was no sound of a woman speaking.
The person coming is not Lanzhi.
Ji Qingwu lowered his head uninterested, and the two of them seemed to be still talking about something.
She frowned slightly, feeling that this man's voice was a bit familiar.
Ji Qingwu sat up from the water and listened carefully.
Suddenly, she stood up from the tub with splashes of water. Ji Qingwu stepped out of the barrel, picked up the long towel on the shelf and wiped it randomly a few times, then picked up the neatly folded clothes placed under the screen.
She didn't have time to look closely at what she was wearing, she just thought it would be enough to avoid being exposed.
Because she heard that the person coming from outside was Li Yuzong, the director of the Ministry of Internal Affairs in front of Emperor Wu Su.
Did something happen to Emperor Wu Su? !
Otherwise, how could Li Yuzong come to find the newly married Wei Ting in the middle of the night?
The more Ji Qingwu thought about it, the more panicked he became.
Eunuch Li came to the Wei Mansion to look for Wei Ting instead of guarding the unconscious emperor. There must be something big going on in the palace.
What big thing can happen now! It was most likely that the emperor was on his deathbed, or
her hands tying the belt were shaking, so she simply tied it into a tight knot.
When Ji Qingwu ran out, he almost tripped over the red wedding robe she took off on the ground.
When she staggered out of the clean room, there was no one in the room.
Ji Qingwu didn't even have time to put on her shoes. She ran out of the house barefoot and found that the people on duty at the door were gone.
She shouted anxiously: "Wei Ting!"
No one answered her.
The moon shadow is longing, and several red lanterns are hung high on the wedding room.
Only the Ji Qingwu Station is the brightest, the rest is dark.
She was not familiar with Wei Ting's courtyard, and couldn't find where the courtyard gate was. She took a few steps forward, and when she looked around, she found a man's figure by the pool.
At first glance, based on his stature and shadow, he should be Wei Ting.
Ji Qingwu immediately ran in his direction, the delicate soles of his feet hurting from the hard stones.
She called eagerly: "Wei Ting!"
Wei Ting remained motionless, like a wooden sculpture.
When he was still ten feet away from him, Ji Qingwu stopped and asked, "Is there any news from the palace?"
Although she hadn't run a few steps, she felt a throbbing pain in her chest.
Ji Qingwu said blankly: "Is it your Majesty?"
She squeezed the two words out of her throat with difficulty.
“He died.”
He didn’t answer for a long time. Ji Qingwu was so anxious that he took two steps forward and saw his face clearly this time.
Not Wei Ting!
The bones are heavy and the spirit is cold, the eyebrows and peaks are gathered together, it is.
At the same time, an extremely cold voice sounded.
"Ah Wu wants me to die early?"
Ji Qingwu was startled and took a small step back. The sole of her foot was scratched by a sharp stone. She frowned in pain and knelt down. .
Emperor Wu Su's face, hidden behind the shadow of the rocks, appeared in the thin moonlight.
Ji Qingwu squatted on the ground, looking up, and saw him walking towards her step by step.
She quickly lowered her head again and stared at his feet. They said ghosts were floating.
Emperor Wu Su's eyes were colder than the moonlight, and he saw her squatting on the ground, her head lowered in confusion.
He leaned down, took her arm with his right hand, and dragged her up easily.
Ji Qingwu felt the burning of his palm, it was hot and alive.
Her eyes turned red quietly.
The hand holding her arm was weak, as if it was crushing her bones.
Ji Qingwu carried it hard and said nothing.
Compared with the emperor lying weakly and feebly on the dragon bed, she still preferred to see him looking so tyrannical.
Emperor Wu Su's lips tightened, his pupils gathered with deep frost, and he pulled Ji Qingwu all the way into her and Wei Ting's wedding room.
Ji Qingwu: Can everyone understand? The charm of a man who is angry and endures his anger rises to a level directly
Emperor Wu Su: This cannot be the reason for you to marry someone else
(End of this chapter)