Then, she walked step by step until she stood before Emperor Wu Su.
Ji Qingwu's shoulders slumped. Her hands tightened into fists, and her lips parted and closed a few times.
She met his gaze, her dark eyes not wavering in the slightest.
"What Your Majesty desires—"
The light in Ji Qingwu's eyes grew brighter and brighter, and her voice was as crisp as pearls rolling onto a jade plate.
"Whatever I can give, I will give."
Ji Qingwu's meaning was...
Whatever she could give, she was willing to hand over to him.
In an instant, the teasing smile on Emperor Wu Su's lips vanished. His prominent Adam's apple bobbed a few times.
The light in Ji Qingwu's eyes finally exploded in brilliant clusters within Emperor Wu Su's heart.
After a long moment, those points of light surged from his heart to his eyes, bursting forth in a passionate radiance.
'She really is something else...'
