Substitute Bride Phoenix, The Tyrant's Pampered Demon Empress

“With that, let’s commence the Flower Queen competition and welcome the participating ladies to take turns to show us their talents. The lady with the most points wins. If a lady astounds the heavens, she will immediately be crowned Flower Queen,” Han Moze announced.

Clap clap clap… came the thunderous roar of applause.

The official minister of revenue hosted the competition, so he was the one in charge of operating the following competition program. Han Moze and Liu Rushuang only needed to admire their performances from there on.

Liu Rushuang let out a discreet sigh and whispered, “When does this Flower Queen competition end?”

Han Moze pulled a sinister smile. “At least till the late afternoon.”

Cold sweat ran down Liu Rushuang’s face. There really was no freedom being an empress. In the distance, Qing’er was having fun.

Qing’er saw Han Moze and Liu Rushuang on the platform in a distance. “His Majesty and my young miss look really good together,” she sighed.

“We’re so far away, what can you see? Let’s go other there and admire the flowers,” said Han Moxi with a smile.

“Alright,” smiled and nodded Qing’er, as she saw the boring talent performances on stage.

Then, she and Han Moxi ran into the crowd and admired the flowers all around them.

Han Moxi picked up several colorful flowers to make a garland. With a smile brimming with warmth and grace, he said, “Qing’er, shall I put this on you?”

Qing’er’s face flushed. “Mhm, alright. Thank you sir for making a garland for me.”

“You’re welcome,” Han Moxi said with a slight smile, then helped Qing’er put it in her hair.

Qing’er’s big eyes, beautiful noses, and little mouth already made her look extremely cute and quick-witted, but the garland emphasized her elegant beauty.

Han Moxi was stunned. “Qing’er, you look really good with the garland,” he said with a smile.

Qing’er rubbed the garland in her hair and looked at HMX embarrassed. “Sir, let’s go over there and take a look.”

“Mhm, good,” Han Moxi said in a sweet voice.

At that very moment, Lian Jiuhua and Piao Piao were also on the mountain, hugging in the flower fields somewhere.

Lian Jiuhua stroked Piao Piao’s belly with a warm smile. “Piao Piao, you’re finally pregnant!”

Piao Piao’s cute little face looked happy. “We’ve only been married for a month now. How fast!” She exclaimed.

Lian Jiuhua gave Piao Piao a peck on the cheek and smiled. “Say, do you think the baby’s a boy or a girl?”

Piao Piao stroked her belly and smiled back. “It doesn’t matter if the baby’s a girl or a boy. I’ll love them anyway.”

“Me too! I hope the baby’s a girl who looks as cute and pretty as you are though.” Lian Jiuhua loved Piao Piao down to his very core.

Piao Piao turned around and hugged Lian Jiuhua. “I’m really grateful that the Emperor bestowed me to you and gave me a happy family,” she said with a voice full of love.

Lian Jiuhua smiled but refused to comment.

Han Moze pulled a sinister smile and looked over at Liu Rushuang and spoke in a flat voice. “If you want to leave early, that won’t be impossible per se. But if you’re able to astound the heavens, then the title is yours.”

Liu Rushuang let out a quiet yawn. She ordered someone to call the minister of revenue over and told him, “I also want to participate in the competition. Arrange for me to perform next.”

“Yes, Your Majesty,” promptly replied the minister of revenue dressed in blue.

Han Moze glanced at Liu Rushuang and smiled flatly. “You have that much confidence you can be the Flower Queen?”

Liu Rushuang shot a glance at Han Moze and replied in confidence, “Of course!”

Han Moze looked over at the two women on the competition grounds and smiled wickedly. “In that case, I’ll wait for your wonderful performance.”