The delicate hand in Emperor Wu Su's palm was smooth and cool. Feeling that her skin was even colder than usual, he couldn't help but tighten his grip.
His voice deepened. "Your hands are so cold. You can't even take care of yourself, yet all you can think about is caring for others."
'He must have overheard the Prince Consort shouting outside the tent. He knows Princess Hua Chang asked me to treat General Wei Chi's injuries. That's why he said that.'
Ji Qingwu didn't want to discuss her affairs with Princess Hua Chang with a third party—not even the Emperor.
Her eyes darted about as she said, "I'm not doing it for nothing. I'm just curious about how ferocious that beast was. It even managed to injure a man as valiant as General Wei Chi. Even if I don't know what happened, I can get a good idea just by looking at the wound."
Emperor Wu Su said, "Curious? Why not come and ask me?"
'How could I possibly ask about that?'
