Emperor Wu Su was truly stunned.
Holding the soft, pliant woman in his arms, his breath caught. He slowly lowered his gaze to stare at Ji Qingwu's face.
The silence of that moment made Ji Qingwu nervous. 'Will he like this?'
She figured that since Emperor Wu Su always liked to get handsy with her, it must be a sign of how much he adored her body.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have initially misunderstood that the Emperor only desired her body, teasing her endlessly simply because she was the woman who would bear his heirs.
But later, Ji Qingwu gradually came to understand his feelings, though she couldn't give him an equal response.
Although she didn't know what the future held, for now, Ji Qingwu wanted to see his handsome face relaxed and happy whenever she saw him.
She just didn't know if this would be enough to appease his anger and make that gloomy expression disappear.
Emperor Wu Su's hands didn't wrap around her waist as they had before. He just sat there, his reaction flat.
