Chapter 624 The Tyrant’s Dummy Empress 17
It was naturally impossible for Gu Ruojiao to explain such a shameful thing to Shaoyao.
Fortunately, Shaoyao felt sad for a while and remembered that she should protect the empress instead of worrying her.
She regained her composure, but couldn't help but ask: "Empress, tell me, Your Majesty, is he serious about you?"
Gu Ruojiao could tell her this.
She nodded vigorously, indicating that she didn't need to worry.
But Shaoyao was still worried: "Your Majesty, you are too gentle. Alas, I only hope that Your Majesty can be worthy of your love for him."
Gu Ruojiao had a headache.
How could Shaoyao be so worried at such a young age?
She patted the back of her hand to show that she was really fine.
While the two were talking, Mo Heng outside couldn't wait any longer.
He walked in directly.
As soon as she saw him, Shaoyao was trembling and did not dare to speak.
But I saw him striding to the bathtub and picking up the little girl who was soaking in the water.
The little girl was extremely ashamed.
Even if Shaoyao is here, she has never asked her to serve as a dressing person!
But she couldn't win over the man, so she could only hide helplessly in his arms, holding her breasts.
As a result, Mo Heng's regular clothes got wet.
Shaoyao was a little frightened, afraid that he would blame Gu Ruojiao.
But Mo Heng didn't seem to notice.
He directly took off the cloth from the shelf, wrapped Gu Ruojiao, and then carried her into the inner room.
The little girl slipped into the quilt and reached out to him with a blushing face.
--clothes!
Mo Heng glanced at Peony.
Shaoyao immediately took the dress over.
As a result, Mo Heng asked her to back down again.
Shaoyao glanced at Gu Ruojiao worriedly.
Gu Ruojiao waved her hand and asked her to go down first.
As soon as she left, Mo Heng sat beside the bed.
He looked at Gu Ruojiao with deep eyes, holding her dress in his hand: "I'll help you."
Gu Ruojiao shook her head firmly.
But the man grabbed her clothes and wouldn't let go.
——You gangster!
She grabbed his hand angrily and wrote these three words with all her strength.
As a result, as soon as he finished writing, Mo Heng was pulled into his arms.
"Jiaojiao, I won't be able to stand it if you tease me like this."
Gu Ruojiao: "..."
She was speechless for a moment and did not dare to grab his hand to write again.
Now speaking and writing are all restricted.
Mo Heng shamelessly took it a step further.
"Jiaojiao, let me help you."
He didn't say anything else, just repeated this sentence.
Gu Ruojiao was determined not to.
Who knows if she can wear it completely?
As if he guessed what she was thinking, Mo Heng said: "I won't do anything."
Gu Ruojiao remained skeptical.
But she saw him coming over and kneading her gently.
While kissing her earlobe, he threatened: "Actually, it doesn't make any difference to move things up tonight..."
Gu Ruojiao was frightened immediately.
Because she knew that if Mo Heng was asked to advance, he would still be able to work until midnight.
——It’s really too bad!
With Mo Heng's help, she finally put on the dress.
Although this process inevitably involves tremendous psychological pressure and the restless hands of men.
But Mo Heng really didn't do anything.
He led her to the pavilion where they met that night.
Gu Ruojiao thought this pavilion looked particularly familiar before.
But my emotions were too complicated at the time, and I was taken away directly by Mo Heng, so I forgot about it afterwards.
Now take a closer look, this pavilion is very similar to the one in the General's Mansion.
The memories come back to me.
In the original pavilion, they not only enjoyed the cool weather and drank together in it, but also did many things.
And because she fell into the lake, all the man-made lakes in the house were filled in.
Now in the palace as well, there is not even a man-made lake near where Mo Heng lives, but there are quite a few osmanthus trees that she loves.
The guard brought refreshments.
What is placed on top is the sweet-scented osmanthus cake.
This chapter has been completed!
