Ji Qingwu looked up to see his delighted smile and was momentarily stunned.
It was like the sky clearing over a snowy mountain, the bright sun reflecting off the snow.
Emperor Wu Su pressed a fist to the corner of his mouth to stifle his laughter, then asked, "What are you doing here?"
'Coming all the way here for the send-off so early in the morning... who did she want to see?'
Ji Qingwu blinked and said, "I just wanted to see the world a bit, to watch the ceremony for the army's deployment."
Emperor Wu Su lowered his gaze to her hands. Sure enough, she was fiddling with her little finger. After observing her a few times, he had discovered a little habit of hers: she liked to fidget with her fingers when she was thinking.
It was now obvious that she was thinking of how to deceive him, unwilling to tell him the truth.
He asked, "And?"
"And..."
Ji Qingwu squeezed the knuckle of her pinky finger, trying to think of a good way to brush him off.
