Chapter 348 Who is the son of? But I still remember
The little guy understood what Ji Qingwu was thinking before she said many words.
At this moment, she understood what it means to connect a mother and her son.
Yuan Heng continued: "Father, I have a son. If you took me away, you might have been captured long ago."
"Zhao's family fortune is not as good as Ordinary people still have a legacy to inherit, and I am a boy, so I should shoulder the responsibility.”
"In the future, I will also protect you and Jiujiu."
Ji Qingwu kissed him on the forehead and said: "Heng'er, my mother will be here from now on, and I will never let you be alone again. . ”
My mother’s lips were soft and fragrant, without lipstick. Yuan Heng’s little face turned red, but her black eyes were like black jade that could absorb light.
When Ji Qingwu saw his shy and happy look, he couldn't help but want to kiss his little face a few times.
She closed her eyes and was about to land her lips on the little guy's face, but she felt a gust of wind blowing in front of her.
The warm little dumpling under the quilt suddenly disappeared.
Ji Qingwu hurriedly opened his eyes and saw black eyes that were very similar to Yuan Heng, looking down at him, with emotions that she couldn't understand surging in his eyes.
Emperor Wu Su didn't know when he came. He pinched Yuan Heng's armpits with both hands and lifted him high.
Leng Buding was dragged out of the warm and fragrant bed, and Yuan Heng's eyes filled with anger.
But when he saw that the person in front of him was his father, who was supposed to be handling political affairs in the Qinzheng Palace, his little mouth pursed, and he obediently stopped struggling.
Then, he reluctantly called out: "Father."
Zhao Mingyan looked at Yuan Heng, who was wearing a woman's light pink tunic, and frowned.
"What do you look like?"
Not waiting for Yuan Heng to react, Ji Qingwu knelt down beside the bed, holding the little one with his hands, intending to take his son over .
She frowned and said, "It's uncomfortable for you to hold it like this."
Hearing the sound, Zhao Mingyan let go: "He weighs so much, I can still lift him."
Ji Qingwu glanced at him, stuffed the little guy into the quilt on the side of the bed, and said: "I It means Heng'er is not feeling well."
Yuan Heng hid his mouth and nose under the quilt, leaving only a pair of eyes on his face.
Ji Qingwu's motherly heart defeated everything, and he didn't find the emperor's sullen look scary.
She turned around and said, "Look at how scared Heng'er was."
Yuan Heng closed his eyes in cooperation, but his eyelashes kept trembling. It was not difficult to tell that he was smiling.
Zhao Mingyan looked from Yuan Heng to Ji Qingwu's red lips, his eyes half-squinted.
Ask: "Heng'er?"
When did the two of them become so close?
Ji Qingwu blocked Yuan Heng's little body behind her. She had just promised the little guy that she would not leave him alone again, and she would definitely do it.
She looked directly into the emperor's eyes and said, "Isn't it just a name? What's wrong with that?"
Yuan Heng kept nodding in the quilt, and the quilt shook as well.
Zhao Mingyan raised his brows unexpectedly. Ji Qingwu rarely had such a sharp and prickly attitude. At this moment, her kneeling body was tense, which was a signal of alertness.
He said calmly: "There is nothing wrong."
With his answer, Ji Qingwu could not find a reason to continue to have attacks.
It was rare for her to be so tough in front of Emperor Wu Su.
Ji Qingwu turned her head and glanced at the window that was still open. She was staying with Yuan Heng and didn't pay attention to the time. It was already dark outside.
Ask again: "What are you doing here, Your Majesty?"
Ji Qingwu's eyes flashed. Logically speaking, the emperor should be too busy today to deal with Su Feng Yue and his companions.
After listening to Sihai’s message that he had been summoning ministers at the Qinzheng Palace, she thought of bringing Yuan Heng over. Could it be that he found out that Yuan Heng disappeared and came to settle accounts with her?
Ji Qingwu bit his lip and moved back uselessly when his figure pressed down on him.
Zhao Mingyan just sat down by the bed and said: "I came here to tell you that I won't be coming back."
"I'm not like you. , took Yuan Heng away without even saying hello. "
If he hadn't come in person, she wouldn't have known that Yuan Heng was with her and slept in her bed.
The cold eyes squinted into Yuan Heng's quilt, and he shrank his shoulders.
Ji Qingwu had to get close to Emperor Wu Su again to block his cold sight.
She asked: "Is Jiujiu not wanting to come back, or is His Majesty going to force her to stay?"
Zhao Mingyan glanced at her and said, "You don't know her temper? Who can force her. ”
That’s right, Jiu Jiu has not been a bad person since he was a child.
Ji Qingwu nodded and said: "Your Majesty, the notification is over, shouldn't it be..."
Having only been sitting for half a moment, he was about to kick him out.
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Zhao Mingyan sneered: "Yes, it's time for me to leave, and it's also time to bring the little thief who stole the prince back to the palace to punish him."< br>
Ji Qingwu said: "Why is it stealing? It is human ethics and law for a mother to see her son."
After hearing her eloquent rebuttal to him, she no longer hesitated and spoke frankly about her relationship with Yuan Heng.
The two are so close, and Yuan Heng is still wearing her middle coat. It seems that mother and son have recognized each other.
Zhao Mingyan suddenly leaned in her direction. Ji Qingwu leaned back and held the quilt with both hands to keep from falling.
He whispered in her ear: "Who gave birth to my son? Do you still remember?"
Ji Qingwu's chest rose and fell rapidly, and a layer of shy pink appeared on his cheeks. .
She said angrily: "I don't remember."
Yuan Heng was still watching. She pushed him hard, but she didn't push him. Instead, her wrist hurt.
Zhao Mingyan raised his hand and moved the quilt to cover Yuan Heng's head. Now he couldn't see anything at all.
The quilt is still somewhat soundproof, and the little guy can't hear the voices outside.
Ji Qingwu was pressed on the back by Zhao Mingyan and pressed in his direction, blocking her retreat.
"Since you are called by name, why don't you call me?"
"Since you recognize your son, why don't you recognize the child's father?"
His big hand moved up and wrapped around He reached her back shoulder and said in a low voice: "Since I don’t even remember, so I’ll do something to remind you.”
Ji Qingwu said quickly: “I remember, I remember everything.”
Zhao Mingyan said: “But I look at you. Seems like he’s still confused.”
Ji Qingwu's eyes widened and he proved his innocence: "Sober, I am very sober."
His long fingers were inserted into her silky and soft hair, and he said: "It's hateful to be sober."< br>
Be sober and say the words he doesn’t like to hear.
Ji Qingwu's scalp was slightly numb after being touched by his fingers. She asked, "Is Your Majesty awake now? Do you know what you are doing?"
"I know this is for the defense. Home, is this in front of children?" Ji Qingwu said the last sentence softly: "Do you know who I am?"
The two of them had neither drank nor were sleepy, so naturally they were both sober.
The watery eyes met those dark ones.
Ji Qingwu raised his hand and pressed it on his broad and thick shoulder.
Coming
(End of this chapter)