Substitute Bride Phoenix, The Tyrant's Pampered Demon Empress

“Your Majesty, many state officials seemed to be dissatisfied with the empress. After Your Majesty married her, you got severely injured, a consort was beaten to death, you divorced two innocent consorts, aaaaand the Empress actually skinned the beautiful woman that Dongxia gifted to you. On top of it all, she hacked off the Empress Dowager’s legs. How cruel! Tsk tsk tsk… All in all, Your Majesty, I predict that there will people who will request for you to divorce the empress.”

Han Moze’s eyes were serene and as deep as the ocean. “Are you saying that the state officials currently in office all take the empress for a demon empress who has brought calamity to our nation?”

“That’s exactly it!” Nodded Lian Jiuhua in response.

Han Moze waved his hand to allow Lian Jiuhua to retreat, then he went to the Dark Moon Palace.

Liu Rushuang was painting. When she saw Han Moze come in, she coldly grunted, “Why are you looking at me like that?”

Han Moze walked over to Liu Rushuang and flatly cried, “The state officials currently in office all take the empress for a demon empress who has brought calamity to our nation. They say that you’re unfit to rule as mother of the land.”

Liu Rushuang couldn’t resist but laugh. “How have I terrorized the citizens? Tell me.”.

With a calm look on her face, Liu Rushuang used the black brush to paint gently.

She firstly painted some slender branches in the center, then brushed rather thicker branches.

With her brush, she painted flower petals, the pistil, and stamen.

There were a great number of leaves painted but they didn’t look like a mess.

The cold and cutting scent of plums were abundant, stately, and extremely detailed!

“How truly lifelike! You’re an incredible woman who is more than suitable to be the empress,” said Han Moze with a faint smile.

Liu Rushuang snorted coldly.

Han Moze smiled, then picked up a brush to write the words, “Spring Filled the Heavens and Earth.”

Liu Rushuang looked at the four words, “Spring Filled the Heavens and Earth,” and nodded.

Han Moze smiled wickedly. “What else? The state officials have wrongly put you at fault for all that has happened to you.”

Liu Rushuang finished painting the final blood-red plum blossom, then put her brush down. “Then what does Your Majesty plan to do? After hearing what the entire court and military force have to say, as an emperor who they love and respect, will you still do what you want? Will you let the hundred of officials be dissatisfied with you deep their hearts?”

Han Moze stroked the blood-red plum blossoms and grinned. “You should know just how much I like you. I like you so much that I’ve given you the best, so what do you think I’ll do?” He said in an extremely emotionless voice.

Liu Rushuang softly scoffed. “You’re a pervert. If you like me just for my looks, then you’re too shallow and I judge you deep down inside.”

Han Moze looked over at Liu Rushuang’s fair and tender skin. “Everyone loves beauty. Speaking of which, when will you turn to how you really look like?” He said with a faint smile.

Liu Rushuang smiled coldly. “If it’s with you, then I never plan to return to how I really look like.”

“Whatever. I’m pleased with you looking like this too and I won’t have to worry about you enticing other people,” Han Moze said nonchalantly.

“Please be respectful when you speak!” Raging fire ignited in Liu Rushuang’s eyes as she glared at Han Moze.

Han Moze grinned wickedly. “For me to get excited with you looking at me like this, I must have fallen in love with you.”

Liu Rushuang glared at Han Moze in dissatisfaction. “You vile and shameless person! Pervert!”

Han Moze grabbed Liu Rushuang’s arm, then slowly pressed Liu Rushuang down onto the desk.

Liu Rushuang fought back, but she realized that once she tried, her arm hurt immensely. All she could do was comply and lay her head onto the desk.

Han Moze used his body to hold up Liu Rushuang’s legs, laid on top of her, and kissed her wildly.