Ji Qingwu curiously touched it, and the red lotus unexpectedly grew even more translucent.
It went from dormant to vibrant, glowing with an increasingly fiery brilliance.
She watched these changes in astonishment.
The color of the Red Jade reflected in her limpid eyes as she said brightly, "Your Majesty, look! Quickly, look!"
Emperor Wu Su was not surprised.
The long arm wrapped around her tightened, as if holding a lost and recovered treasure.
He rested his chin lightly on her shoulder and said in a low, gentle voice, "Ah Wu, I see it."
Ji Qingwu felt a tickle on the side of her neck. When she turned her head, she met a pair of dark, inscrutable eyes that held a profound depth capable of devouring everything.
She saw that look in his eyes and thought, 'This is bad.'
She subconsciously pushed at his arm, trying to get away, but she was encircled in his broad, strong embrace. She wanted to flee, but where could she possibly run?
