Ji Qingwu's tone was light and gentle.
"However, for Your Majesty, I can make an exception." Her words echoed what he had said earlier.
Emperor Wu Su tilted his head to look at her earlobe, his eyes deep. He asked in a low voice, "And how will Ah Wu make an exception?"
She smiled and whispered in his ear, "I have nothing with which to repay you, so I can only offer my body... for an 'embrace'."
As she spoke, the arms around his neck tightened, and her supple waist pressed against his firm chest for a moment.
Ji Qingwu's aqua-blue dress was thin and light. Her skin was cool to the touch, a pleasant sensation on a summer night that had yet to lose its heat.
Not to mention, when she pressed against him like that, it was like holding a piece of white jade that had been soaked in spring water.
But this blessing was one Emperor Wu Su only enjoyed for a moment.
Ji Qingwu's "repayment" turned out to be just that brief, shallow hug, after which she shyly pulled away.
