Substitute Bride Phoenix, The Tyrant's Pampered Demon Empress

In the evening, Qing’Er heard the flute and complimented, “Young Miss, who’s staying next door. The sound of their flute sounds so good!”

It sounded very melodic and it comforted her entire body. She wasn’t in so much pain anymore!

“It’s Han Moze,” said Liu Rushuang coldly.

“Huh?” Qing’Er blinked her big watery eyes and asked, “Young Miss, are you still going back?’

Liu Rushuang knocked the table with her slender fingers and replied with determination. “I’m not going back. I never liked that Emperor. Why should I go back?”

Qing’Er furrowed her brows as she looked at Liu Rushuang. She could tell that she was just pretending to look cold and could easily sense a hint of sadness.

The young miss did feel a little something for the tyrant. Otherwise, why would she look so unhappy?

“Young miss, I support whatever you do,” she said.

Liu Rushuang’s eyes squinted slightly, as she pushed down a strange feeling of sadness beneath her eyes.

In the next ten days, apart from heading back to the palace for court proceedings in the morning, he would stay by Liu Rushuang in the next room.

When there was nothing to do, he played the flute and would ask questions next door every so often.

Liu Rushuang would reply to him coldly every time.

To usher Han Moze away.

Han Moze was undeterred and determined to win back his Empress!

“Young Miss, my right leg is just a little broken. It’s no big deal!” said Qing’Er happily, as she could already walk now.

Liu Rushuang affectionately rubbed Qing’Er’s head, then said with a smile, “In two day’s time, we’ll head back to Blood Feast.”

“Shuang’Er, won’t you come back to the palace?” Han Moze’s face looked a little dreary, then begged sincerely again from outside the room.

Liu Rushuang opened the door, looked right at Han Moze and coldly said, “Leave. I can never go back there!”

A unnoticeable hint of sadness appeared beneath Han Moze’s deeply somber eyes. “I don’t want to force you again. I beg you to please come back with me!”

*Slam!* Liu Rushuang swiftly shut her the door. She was afraid that if he continued, she wouldn’t resist but promise to go back with him.

It was so difficult for that tyrant let her out of the palace, she couldn’t just waste all her efforts now!

Han Moze stood outside, staring at the tight shut door, then walked back next door with a sad look on his face.

Shuang’Er, do you want to spend your whole life ignoring me?

/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

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*Bam bam bam…* In the evening, the sound of fighting came from Liu Rushuang’s room.

Han Moze immediately woke up and walked out to see a group of assassins in black fighting assassins from Blood Feast.

So he immediately ran next door.

He saw Liu Rushuang sprawled on the floor.

“Shuang’Er!” He suddenly cried.

Then, he ran over to Liu Rushuang’s side and crouched down to check up on her.

His eyes shot wide open. Something seems off?!

*Thump!* All of a sudden, the woman lying on the floor violently struck Han Moze in the chest with her palm.

Han Moze immediately felt his whole body tense up, as he turned his head to look at the person.

To his surprise, it was a man!

*Cough cough* Han Moze was ready to attack, when the man who pretended to be Liu Rushuang unexpectedly flew out the window in an instant.

Liu Rushuang stepped into the room and saw Han Moze get hurt by that man who impersonated her.

Then, he covered his chest with his hand and kneeled on one leg.

He looked really weak from the silhouette of his back.

To her surprise, he got severely injured because of her!

How cruel!

Han Moze, nothing can happen to you!

How could you be so stupid? Don’t you know that I can really fight? Why are you lying on the ground?

You idiot!

/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

Who told you to come save me?

She ran over to him and cried anxiously, “Han Moze, what’s wrong?”

*Pffffttt…” Han Moze spat out a lot of blood, then fainted.

Liu Rushuang’s eyes turned misty, as she immediately grabbed Han Moze’s arm and turned his head around.

When she saw Han Moze’s deathly pale face, her whole body shuddered. “Han Moze, nothing must happen to you! Absolutely nothing!”

Liu Rushuang’s trembling fingers checked if he was breathing from his nose, when we eyes suddenly turned red.

Han Moze, why is your breath so faint?

“Han Moze, quickly! Wake up! Didn’t you still want me to go back with you? I’ll go back with you. I beg you wake up!” She couldn’t help but howl.

Wahhh wahhh…

Why did her heart ache so much?

So, I actually care about you this much?!

/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~