Chapter 349: Your Majesty, who do you want me to be?
Zhao Mingyan looked sideways at her hands, and his breath sank.
"I come from the Ji family. The Queen Mother in the palace is my direct aunt, and now she is the wife of the Wei family."
Ji Qingwu pressed the fingers on his shoulders hard and pointed. The tip sinks into the texture under the brocade clothes.
The distance between the two is very close, but they seem very far away.
Ji Qingwu asked: "Your Majesty, who do you want me to be?"
The voice of the question was very soft.
Ji Qingwu's eyes looked at him stubbornly, without any timidity or retreat.
Zhao Mingyan's breathing became obviously heavier.
Not only because of her questions, but also the strength of her fingers pressing down, he could feel the uneasiness in her heart.
Ji Qingwu thought to himself and said: "Your Majesty acts as he pleases. Next, he plans to throw a letter of peace to Wei Ting in the north to settle the matter, and then tell the world, am I Yuan Heng's biological mother?"< br>
Although Emperor Wu Su never revealed his thoughts, Ji Qingwu could make a rough guess.
Ji Qingwu then asked: "How will the world view Yuan Heng? Has your Majesty ever thought about it?"
"So what."
One big and one small The voices sounded simultaneously, one was cold and steady, the other was crisp and childish.
Ji Qingwu turned his head in surprise and looked at the little guy who was speaking.
Yuan Heng opened a corner of the quilt and his little head popped out.
"I don't care, mother, don't worry about me." After saying that, she got back into bed.
Ji Qingwu reached out and patted the little body under the brocade quilt, and said softly: "Heng'er, you don't have to avoid it, come out and get some air."
This is not the time to talk about this matter. Good timing, but it will worry the precocious Yuan Heng.
But without Emperor Wu Su's words, Yuan Heng did not dare to act rashly.
Ji Qingwu raised his eyes and looked at him, and Zhao Mingyan said: "Come out."
Yuan Heng came out of the quilt and sat cross-legged, but because he was wearing a loose middle coat, he did not Wearing pants, two white and tender carrot legs are exposed.
Seeing this, the wrinkles between Zhao Mingyan’s eyebrows became deeper.
Ji Qingwu helped the little guy straighten the wide hem of his middle coat, and covered his legs and knees to avoid catching cold. Yuan Heng followed her movements closely, looking a little fascinated.
Zhao Mingyan couldn't bear it and said: "Put on your own clothes."
Yuan Heng's black eyes turned, and his small hands quietly pulled up Ji Qingwu's sleeves.
Ji Qingwu patted the little guy's back comfortingly, turned his head, and said with bright eyes: "What on earth is Your Majesty here for? Are you here specifically to scold Heng'er?"
Zhao Mingyan looked at the way she spread her wings to protect the person behind her, but she seemed to regard him as the source of danger. He was a third party isolated from mother and child.
He twitched the corners of his lips and said: "Yuan Heng left the palace privately, and I just said, you are going to protect him like this."
Even though Ji Qingwu was stressed by the emperor's cold gaze, she still said: "This matter has nothing to do with them. It's all my fault. Heng'er didn't know about it beforehand. I asked Sihai to help bring Heng'er here. "
Zhao Mingyan asked: "Why? You want to see Yuan Heng today?”
Ji Qingwu held Yuan Heng’s little hand and said softly: “Because I miss him very much and want to know how he is doing.”
Zhao Mingyan stared at the hands held by the two of them, his eyes turning cold.
“I have ignored you for four years, and now I remember that I have a son. Is this what I miss as a mother?”
Ji Qingwu's expression froze, the guilt in his heart magnified a hundred times, and the color of his lips faded.
A trace of irritation flashed across Zhao Mingyan's eyes, and he pinched his eyebrows irritably.
"Father, calm down."
Yuan Heng knelt down between the two of them, his posture was humble, but his words were extremely impactful.
"It's just that there is no mother who wants to leave her child." "My father doesn't think that it is because of something he did not do well that he would make a woman who has given birth to a child for herself cruelly abandon her husband and son. .”
Zhao Mingyan put down his hands and lowered his eyebrows, which was an obvious sign of anger. This expression was very familiar to Yuan Heng.
If his heart breaks, the worst he can do is get a slap on his face.
"My son is wrong. The word abandoning husband and son is not used correctly. My father is not my mother's husband."
Ji Qingwu's eyes blinked slowly. , looking at the small figure blocking in front of him, took a deep breath.
Yuan Heng wanted to transfer the emperor's anger to himself, with a hint of provocation in his dark eyes.
“But I was born to my mother. No matter what, I am my mother’s son.”
Zhao Mingyan’s face turned so pale that he curled up his lips and laughed in anger. After only being together for a while, Yuan Heng was already completely on her side.
He stood up and said: "Okay, very good. This is the prince I taught, and he dared to disobey and commit crimes."
Yuan Heng swallowed nervously, but still Stubbornly holding his neck, he refused to take even a step back, nor apologized or begged for mercy.
When the atmosphere was tense, Ji Qingwu muttered quietly.
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“Anyway.”
The voice was so low that neither of them could hear it clearly.
“What?”
Ji Qingwu's expression returned to normal, and he raised his voice and said, "Your Majesty, there is no need to be angry. I just said that good bamboo cannot produce bad bamboo shoots."
Zhao Mingyan was so angry that his teeth were itching, but he could no longer face it. She spoke harsh words.
"What you mean is that I am a bad bamboo."
Ji Qingwu shook his head and said: "I didn't say that. Your Majesty insisted on understanding it this way."
Zhao Mingyan said in a deep voice: "Then what do you mean?"
Ji Qingwu did not answer directly, but pointedly said: "I am a good bamboo, and Yuan Heng is also a good bamboo shoot."
It is self-evident who is to blame.
Zhao Mingyan’s eyes turned to Yuan Heng, who was bowing his head silently and pretending to be obedient, and said coldly: "Yuan Heng is not a bamboo shoot. He is a prince. He should be punished for leaving the palace privately and contradicting the emperor."< br>
Penalty? Ji Qingwu's eyes widened.
“After returning to the palace, I was punished by copying my homework two hundred times and spending three days in the forbidden room facing the wall and thinking about my past.”
In front of Ji Qingwu, Zhao Mingyan still showed mercy and the punishment was reduced.
Yuan Heng sighed, lowered his shoulders and did not fight. Compared with the slapstick, this was considered a mercy.
Among the three, Ji Qingwu's dissatisfaction was so dissatisfied that she immediately stood up on the bed.
Looking at Emperor Wu Su who was standing on the ground.
No one can punish her son. Yuan Heng has suffered enough. How could she see that just because of these three or two sentences, the little boy has to copy books and be punished for writing, and he has to be imprisoned. Confinement.
Ji Qingwu pulled up Xiaotuanzi who was kneeling on the mattress, grabbed his arm, and pulled him to her side.
Yuan Heng looked up at her in surprise. It was not a wise choice to anger his father at this time. It was very likely that the two of them would be punished together.
He struggled to get his mother to let go of him, but when Ji Qingwu got serious, his strength was not something that a child could easily exert.
Yuan Heng heard a smooth and pleasant female voice coming from above.
“Your Majesty’s reasoning makes no sense at all.”
Zhao Mingyan looked at her and raised his eyebrows.
Ji Qingwu said: "How can the emperor, the supreme emperor, come to the bed of a minister's wife to punish the prince?"
(End of this chapter)