The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

Chapter 338 I dreamed that I became the emperor

When Han Qingyan woke up, Mo Jiu still had her eyes closed, sleeping peacefully on the dragon couch. Her lips were slightly open, revealing a small gap, and gentle breath was exhaled from inside.

Han Qingyan looked at the delicate face so close and felt the air gently hitting her face. She was stunned for a moment, feeling as if she was in a dream. She subconsciously stretched out her right hand, wanting to touch his rosy cheek.

Suddenly, her right hand paused in the air. Looking at the dazzling white skin below Mo Jiu's neck, with dots of red marks and lingering aftertaste, she came back to her senses and finally realized what she had done last night.

She remembered that Mo Jiu's memory had regressed to the time when he was obsessed with lust. He would be on fire at night and needed others to satisfy him, otherwise he would use self-abuse to resolve this lust.

At that moment, Mo Jiu obviously didn't know her, but he was still so passionate and hungry for her. So when he faced other women... would he also have the same attitude?

When she thought of this, Han Qingyan's breathing stagnated, and indescribable pain filled her heart.

That is her Majesty...

But she couldn't do anything, because those things had already happened. Even if she had the ability to predict the future, she couldn't have the means to change the past. Moreover, she gave Mo Jiu to others with her own hands and watched him being tainted...

…

That was one of the things Han Qingyan regretted most in her life, second only to hurting Mo Jiu.

But that incident itself was not a kind of harm to him?

Han Qingyan's face turned a little pale. One moment she felt refreshed, but the next moment she felt completely lost.

She felt the coldness spreading from her heart to her whole body. After a while to adapt, she got up and got out of bed, and sent her cronies to bring hot water to clean Mo Jiu's body.

Han Qingyan picked up Mo Jiu. The scene in her eyes was extremely beautiful, but she didn't dare to look any further. She could only raise her eyes to look ahead, but her eyes were still attracted. She looked down at the two white and tender arms, which had long-lasting hair on them.

Clotted blood scab.

This is why Mo Jiu tortured a group of women every night after becoming the emperor, because if he didn't abuse others, he would be the one who got hurt, and he would abuse himself uncontrollably.

Even with this reason, Han Qingyan did not feel that this behavior was correct, but it was not His Majesty who was wrong, but those who made him fall into the abyss of despair and find it difficult to extricate himself...

Han Qingyan suddenly thought of something and her body froze.

What exactly did she do?

Whether it is torturing others or harming himself, His Majesty has never thought about finding a woman to vent his desires. He is a male emperor, and it is natural for him to have his own harem, and in that matter

You can still be in an absolutely dominant position and you won't feel the same humiliation as in the past. It can be said that this is the most perfect solution.

But His Majesty didn't... You can imagine how much he loathes and hates this matter. It is estimated that even if he would die if he did not do this matter, he would not have any contact with a woman.

But when she first caught His Majesty, she made him experience the most disgusting thing in her life, and this happened to him again last night...

Han Qingyan didn't dare to think about what she would face after Mo Jiu woke up.

There is nothing to be afraid of. As soon as the thought of Han Qingyan came up, Mo Jiu in her arms opened her eyes.

The two eyes faced each other, and the air seemed to be still at this moment.

Han Qingyan's body became stiffer and stiffer, and her formerly flexible mind turned into a ball of mush at this moment, losing her ability to think.

Mo Jiu stared at her steadily, realizing his current state somewhat belatedly. His eyes widened slightly, a faint blush appeared on his cheeks, and he whispered: "Um...let me go first."

Come down."

"Okay..." Han Qingyan said hoarsely. She hadn't noticed anything strange about Mo Jiu yet, but she kept thinking about what His Majesty would think of her. Would he regard her as someone who covets his body like everyone else?

Still despair, the pain of being tainted once again...

No matter which one it was, it was the last thing Han Qingyan wanted to see, but she didn't even have the power to refuse.

Mo Jiu was let down and breathed a sigh of relief. Then she looked at Han Qingyan and asked tentatively: "Who are you?"

Han Qingyan was slightly stunned. Didn't His Majesty recognize her again? Yes, his memory had regressed for a while, and he indeed no longer recognized her.

And since she had just done that kind of thing to him, His Majesty probably already hates her to the core...

Han Qingyan slowly opened her lips and said with difficulty: "My name is Han Qingyan, it's..."

Mo Jiu interrupted her words and said anxiously: "What about me, who am I?"

Han Qingyan was stunned. How could your Majesty forget who she was?

Even if you forget yourself, you shouldn't have this attitude towards her.

Could it be that... His Majesty's memory has regressed again?

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?" Han Qingyan asked.

"Your Majesty?" Mo Jiu looked shocked and murmured to himself, "Have I really become the emperor? Or am I still in a dream..."

Han Qingyan listened to all Mo Jiu's whispers and seemed to have discovered a little bit of the truth, but she pretended not to hear: "Your Majesty, what did you say?"

"Nothing, I just... seemed to have had a dream."

Mo Jiu kept saying "I" and did not refer to himself as "I" at all. Han Qingyan did not remind him. Her words were somewhat misleading and she said softly: "Then what did your majesty dream about?"

"I thought that I became an emperor, dealing with state affairs every day, it was so hard, and I had a large harem..."

Speaking of 'harem', Mo Jiu bit her lower lip lightly, frowning slightly, as if she was a little distressed.

Then he realized something and suddenly panicked, covering up his embarrassment with laughter: "Haha, this dream is really strange. I don't... well, I'm not the emperor originally."

Mo Jiu lowered his head, raised his hand to touch his nose, and then glanced at Han Qingyan quietly.

His words are full of loopholes, I hope this person doesn't find out...

But he really didn't expect that everything in his dream would actually become reality!

Han Qingyan had always been attentive, listening to all Mo Jiu's words word for word, and a bold guess was gradually taking shape in her mind.

The His Majesty in front of him may not be the state he had in a certain memory, but a completely new consciousness.

Because His Majesty, who was tortured, would not have such bright eyes, and before the pain and despair began, Your Majesty should be a prince, and it is impossible not to know his identity.

Therefore, the 'Your Majesty' in front of you may be a figment of Your Majesty's own imagination.

For...

Han Qingyan thought of Mo Jiu's words and was exhausted from dealing with state affairs and government affairs...

Does Your Majesty actually aspire to be an emperor who can govern the country well?

Yes, if His Majesty had not experienced that cruel and dark past, and he became the emperor, he might really do his best to govern the country and benefit everyone...