Chapter 374 You have to be responsible, the apple of my eye
After being woken up, Ji Qingwu opened his hazy eyes and tilted his head slightly to ask.
"Are you too tired and weak recently, so you can't sleep well?"
As she spoke, she raised her right hand to grab his wrist.
After leaving Zhaoyang Hall, Ji Qingwu did not check his pulse again, and did not know what his current physical condition was.
Zhao Mingyan let her touch his wrist to feel for his pulse.
He stared into her eyes and sighed in a low voice: "I have read Awu's books in vain."
As soon as Ji Qingwu started taking the pulse, the person regained consciousness and looked at his fingers intently.
After a while, he said: "It's nothing serious, I'm just a little angry and anxious."
Zhao Mingyan raised his eyebrows and said, "Just a little?"
He grabbed her hand downwards, Ji Qingwu was stunned, and his fingertips curled back as if they were burned.
The body structure of men and women is different, no wonder she felt the pulse and the fire had a tendency to sink.
Zhao Mingyan said: "I had this reaction after reading your book, and you have to be responsible."
This responsibility was too great for Ji Qingwu to bear, so he said: "Why didn't your Majesty say anything and go find the person who wrote the book to take responsibility?"
"Without this book, I would be so angry when I see you."
Zhao Mingyan bit her earlobe: "You are a heartless little thing, you have to take responsibility."
Sensing the change in his eyes, before Ji Qingwu could move her buttocks, he pulled open the buttons of her middle coat, and several small jade-colored buttons almost fell off her face.
She pulled the quilt over her upper body with only a small piece of clothing left, and reminded: "You said you have to go back later."
"One hour is enough to do a lot of things."
Zhao Mingyan looked at her like a peeled lychee, and his eyes seemed to be burning.
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Ji Qingwu didn't know when Emperor Wu Su left.
When she woke up in the morning, she had changed her clothes. The little clothes were balled up, wrinkled, and wet on the corner of the bed.
This little time is not enough for a real shot.
But it was enough to try many love affairs that she had never experienced before, just like in the book.
Sometimes in the clouds and mist, sometimes in the deep sea.
She patted her face gently and told herself that it was already clear day and she couldn't think about it anymore.
With a blushing face, Ji Qingwu picked up a corner of her coat. She could smell two scents blending together at the tip of her nose. She held her breath and found a cloth bag and stuffed it in. She had to find a secret place to burn it herself.
The blue-covered book also seemed to have some watermarks on the cover.
Ji Qingwu eagerly stuffed it into the bag, but after thinking about it, he took it out again.
After she got up, she didn't feel any strong discomfort, just a slight soreness. She thought this book might be of some use.
It’s not that hard to accept that the two of them study together.
She had done such a thing in the morning, and she was hiding from Lanzhi like a thief.
After noon, I got good news.
Lanzhi said with a happy face: "Miss Fifth, your confinement has been lifted! You can come and go freely!"
Ji Qingwu was half lying on the couch, but when he heard the sound, he sat up and asked in surprise: "Can you tell me why the ban was lifted?"
Ji's father was angry for three or two days and said he wanted to discipline her, but he never showed up.
Now, just pick it up so hard and put it down gently?
Lanzhi said: "What other reason is needed? It's too late for you to feel sorry for Miss Fifth."
Ji Qingwu lowered his eyes and looked at the ground and said: "How do you know what Master Ji is thinking? A few days ago in Shou'an Hall, he said that he wanted me to learn the rules. Maybe after the ban is lifted, I will have to go to him every day. To set the rules.”
Lanzhi said: "I heard from Sister Chunhua that the master and his wife are coming to Wutong Garden later. Miss, please get up and clean up." Ji Qingwu slowly lay back and said: "There is nothing to prepare, they are coming soon, you Just call me.”
Wait until Ji Bolian and Mrs. Qiao stepped into the main door of Wutong Garden.
I found that Ji Qingwu's dress was even simpler than the day he returned home. There were no hairpin rings on his body and hair, and his light cyan clothes had no lines.
She looked up at the sky, and the two people who had made up their faces looked at each other in disbelief.
Qiao's is as elegant as ever and makes no mistakes.
Before Ji Bolian came out, he specially cleaned up and urged Mrs. Qiao to pick out a brand new robe for him. His beard was also carefully groomed, just to make a good impression in front of his little daughter.
Ji Qingwu stood on the ground, watching the energetic father of Ji come in, and felt even more uncomfortable.
Glancing at her watery eyes, Gibren's beard twitched and he suppressed his smile.
Mrs. Qiao glanced at him and stepped forward to hold Ji Qingwu's hand.
"Xiaowu, how did you sleep last night?"
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Ji Qingwu felt guilty when he was asked, and did not notice that Qiao was too intimate with her at this time, as if he wanted to show it to someone.
She replied: "It's okay, where is mother?"
Ji Bolian, who turned into a transparent person, found a seat and sat down, continuing to maintain a serious expression.
Mrs. Qiao pulled her to sit down and said, "This child is so clingy even at such a big age. Two days ago, she wanted to keep me and sleep with her."
Fortunately, he didn't stay. Otherwise, Ji Qingwu wouldn't dare to think about this scene when he met Emperor Wu Su.
"Why do you have time to come here?"
Qiao said: "Your father said it."
Ji Bolian coughed.
Qiao changed her words and said: "Last time I asked you, you said that Jiujiu was being fostered in a friend's home. I may not have seen the little girl for a long time. When can I take her back?"
Ji Qingwu replied: "Mom, I have to ask what Jiujiu means. She is having fun there and getting along with children of the same age. Last time I asked, she was not willing to come back."
Jiujiu would also send her "paintings" through the secret guards every day. The style of the paintings was abstract, but it is not difficult to see that her little life in the palace was very comfortable.
Ji Qingwu is also happy to see Jiujiu have more contact with Yuan Heng, as it is used to cultivate the relationship between brother and sister, and children have their own ways of getting along, and she doesn't want to disturb them.
Mr. Qiao nodded and said, "That's fine."
Gibren coughed several more times.
Mrs. Qiao gave him an impatient look.
"My uncle's cough has come back again. Why don't you go back and rest first? I'll ask Chunhua to ask the doctor to come and prescribe some medicine for you."
Ji Qingwu quietly picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea, and pushed it to Ji Bolian's side.
Ji Bolian looked at the celadon cup in front of him, his stern face fell for a moment, his eyes were filled with emotion, and he recovered with difficulty.
He said in a hoarse voice: "What's good? This is someone else's home. No matter how good it is, can you have your own home?"
Mr. Qiao was about to speak but stopped.
"Other people's family" is really many times better than Ji's family.
Jiujiu had a bunch of people taking care of her in shifts in the palace, and no one was better than this smelly and tough grandfather.
Ji Bolian didn't dare to look at Ji Qingwu. Although he was talking about his granddaughter, his mind was filled with Xiao Wu.
If their little daughter hadn't been lost, their little five wouldn't have had to suffer so much.
If he had gone home earlier, no matter how hard he risked his life, he would not have agreed to Wei Ting's rogue marrying his daughter. This was the apple of his eye that he was afraid of melting if he held it in his hands.
Father Ji: No one can covet my daughter!
(End of this chapter)