After that day, Gu Ruojiao belatedly discovered that Mo Heng had personally built a golden palace for her, where he lived.
There is everything here, there is no shortage of anything, even with him by your side, but you have lost your freedom.
She was like a canary in a cage, whose wings were broken and carefully raised by him.
But in fact, Mo Heng had already locked himself in this palace before she came.
So even though this was a gorgeous prison, Gu Ruojiao never thought about escaping.
"What's wrong?"
The little girl grabbed Mo Heng's dragon robe and looked up at him with groggy eyes.
Mo Heng's heart moved slightly, he lowered his head and rubbed her for a while, then backed away.
But the little girl still held on to his dragon robe.
——I want to go with you.
She was making mouth shapes.
Mo Heng chuckled: "It's very boring."
——I just want to be with you.
The little girl didn't let go and even said some heart-wrenching words.
Mo Heng almost lost control and knocked the person down again.
He took a deep breath and picked up the little girl from the bed.
"I'll have someone prepare it."
Then he helped the little girl dress and freshen up.
While the palace servants were preparing, they kissed her several times under pressure, and then took her to the Zichen Palace.
He had the small room in the side hall tidied up, and he placed the little girl here.
He also asked the palace servants to bring lunch to prevent the little girl from starving.
"I'll be back soon."
The little girl quickly stuffed a piece of pastry into his mouth before he left.
——Don’t be hungry.
Mo Heng licked the corner of his mouth where her finger had brushed, and his eyes suddenly became deep when he looked at her.
"Jiaojiao is really..."
The little girl immediately pretended not to notice, smiled naughtily, turned her back and started eating her lunch obediently.
Mo Heng was helpless.
So much so that when I went to court, I became a little absent-minded, and my thoughts were all about the little girl in the side palace.
But all the officials seemed to be used to it.
Because although the emperor in front of him looks unreliable, it doesn't mean that his thoughts are not on this.
There was once an official who disobeyed his duties, but ended up with his head thrown to the ground and even hung on the city gate for public display.
At this point, no one dared to underestimate Mo Heng, thinking that he could fool him like the late emperor.
But there are still some people who are not afraid of death, such as some old stubborns who stick to the rules.
"Your Majesty, please think twice about being granted the title of queen." This was the official order of the imperial court. Although he was over fifty years old, he was in good spirits.
Mo Heng glanced at him: "There is no need to discuss this matter further, my mind has been made."
Zhongshu Ling: "Your Majesty, the Queen is the mother of a country. How can we allow a mute daughter..."
Before he finished speaking, Mo Heng glanced at him darkly: "Don't you want this tongue of yours?"
His eyes were extremely cold, as if he were looking at a dead person.
Civil officials are not afraid of death, and they are willing to die to give advice if necessary.
But for some reason, Mo Heng's eyes made him feel that if he continued talking, the end might be more terrible than death.
He tried to open his mouth to speak, but found that his legs were shaking involuntarily.
And Mo Heng didn't give him a chance to speak.
"I'm not here to ask you what you want. My words are orders. Anyone who disobeys will be executed in Lingchi."
After he said that, he no longer planned to continue this topic. He raised his head and glanced at the Minister of Etiquette: "I will hold a ceremony for the title of queen within three months."
The Minister of Rites bowed his head hurriedly: "Here, Your Majesty."
The things needed for the ceremony of conferring a queen were actually prepared when Mo Heng came to the throne and took in concubines. Unexpectedly, the emperor did not confer a concubine for a long time.
What was even more unexpected was that the queen that His Majesty the Emperor wanted to designate was actually a woman who could not speak.
Let alone three months, the people from the Ministry of Etiquette can handle it even ten days later.
Of course, Mo Heng would not be in such a hurry. He wanted to give his little girl the most ceremonious ceremony for her to be crowned queen.
He wants everyone in the world to know that this is his queen!
