Gu Jiao stared at the bowl with no residues left: "...."
Gu Jiao added: "Aunt, have you forgotten what happened in Bishui Alley?"
Empress Dowager was taken aback and then responded with a solemn tone: "I don’t memorize things that are unimportant!"
"Oh."
Gu Jiaoh made an "Oh" sound, walked to the Empress Dowager’s side, squatted down on one knee, held her hand, and looked up at her: "Aunt, let me take you out of the palace."
The Empress Dowager nonchalantly asked: "What are you doing?"
Gu Jiao: "You’re not happy in the palace."
The Empress Dowager initially thought that Gu Jiao would say, "I will take you out of the palace to help you regain your memories," but she didn’t expect her words.
Does this girl not care whether she (Empress Dowager) remembers her or not?
Is she just concerned about whether she (Empress Dowager) is happy or not?
Empress Dowager turned her gaze away and coldly said: "Who says that I am unhappy? I am the most distinguished woman in Zhan Country, the Empress Dowager with all the power. I can easily obtain anything in this world that I want."
Gu Jiao didn’t respond and looked at her sorrowfully.
She thought that it was heartbreaking for her (Gu Jiao) that Aunt had forgotten, but indeed.... it was hard for Aunt.
The Empress Dowager dared not meet Gu Jiao’s clear eyes. She looked out of the window and said coldly: "Did the emperor send you again? Pretending to be nice to me is just to bewitch me! I will frankly tell you that your scheme..."
Before she could finish her sentence, she felt a warm and soft touch in her palm.
When she looked down, she saw Gu Jiao spread her hand and bury her face in her palm.
Her cheeks were soft with some baby fat that hadn’t gone yet.
Her eyelashes were so long that each flutter would brush against her palm and touch the tip of the Empress Dowager’s heart.
Half an hour later, as usual, Qin Gonggong came to wake the Empress Dowager.
The Empress Dowager had been living in the imperial harem for decades with a rigorous daily routine without any delays.
"Empress Dowager, your servant is here to help you change your clothes."
After reporting from outside the door, Qin Gonggong, holding a pile of gorgeous clothes, came in.
However, when he got to the Empress Dowager’s phoenix bed and saw the person on the bed, he was shocked: "Big..."
Before he could utter the word ’guts,’ he sensed two piercing glances.
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