——You don’t need to be rich or powerful, you must be clean and don’t have any concubines.
The more she wrote, the more Mo Heng looked.
"You do have a heart."
A little maid made her work so hard!
His eyes were sinister.
Even though they were a few steps away, Shaoyao and the guards were trembling with fear.
Gu Ruojiao glanced at him and sighed.
——The last time.
Knowing that he wanted to eat again, Gu Ruojiao wrote quickly.
——She was the one who volunteered to take care of me in the cold palace.
Although she was taking care of the original person, she should repay the love for her.
——Without her, you probably wouldn’t even be able to see me.
Given her character and inability to speak, without peony, she would have starved to death even if she was not bullied.
As she wrote this, she touched her throat unconsciously.
A look of distress appeared in Mo Heng's eyes, and he lowered his head and kissed her throat gently.
"I will find a good husband for her."
He hugged her.
"I personally issued the order, so you may feel at ease?"
--Um!
She laughed happily.
*
On the day Shaoyao left the palace, she was allowed to say goodbye to Gu Ruojiao.
Her empress was still held by His Majesty, which showed her difference from others and the Emperor's preference for her.
But Shaoyao couldn't stop crying for some reason.
The smile on her face was obviously so happy, but she still felt sad for her.
She stood on the palace road and looked at the high and cold palace wall.
Shaoyao suddenly realized that her gentle and lovely empress would be trapped in this palace wall for the rest of her life.
He is loved by thousands of people, but at the cost of losing his freedom, he becomes a caged bird.
Shaoyao wiped away her tears.
Silently praying: I hope God will have mercy and make her master happy.
At this moment, Gu Ruojiao was also standing on the attic, looking down at the endless palace and alley.
Standing in this place will give people the illusion that the world is under her control.
A warm body pressed against his back.
Mo Heng held her in his arms and rested his chin on her shoulder.
"Is it cold?"
Gu Ruojiao shook her head.
——A little tired.
Mo Heng picked her up and walked into the house.
The bells on the feet made a pleasant sound as they shook.
Gu Ruojiao couldn't help but feel her cheeks heat up.
Just half an hour ago, the bell rang so cheerfully.
As if thinking about it at the same time as her, Mo Heng stretched out his hand and wrapped the bell.
The hot temperature spread from his palms to his ankles.
Gu Ruojiao's face turned redder.
She wanted to retract her feet, but Mo Heng held her firmly in her palm.
"I asked someone to change the chain, it's not that heavy."
Gu Ruojiao's body stiffened and she really couldn't pretend not to care.
Every night at night, before going to sleep, he would fasten the chain, and he would not take off the chain until he woke up the next day.
It seemed that only doing this would ensure that she would not leave him.
She felt a weight on her shoulders, and he buried his head in the crook of her neck.
"You hate me, don't you?"
"It's normal to hate me, so go ahead and hate me."
Gu Ruojiao pursed her lips.
I think he's really going too far.
In such a sad and miserable tone, he said words that made her hate him.
How could she hate him?
But if this continues, nothing will change at all.
She couldn't convey her feelings to him, and she would only become more and more afraid of him, afraid of him, and even wanted to stay away from him as she occupied him day after day.
She didn't want it to turn into that, and she knew better than to continue.
So when she stood on a tall building with her skirt fluttering in the wind, Mo Heng finally felt scared.
