Substitute Bride Phoenix, The Tyrant's Pampered Demon Empress

Concubine Hui’s face suddenly turned cold and her fury rose in her eyes. “You stinking spider! What right do you have to say that I’m not your big sister Shuang’er? What proof do you have?” She questioned him in a sensitive, chilling voice.

Le Zhengyu sensed Concubine Hui’s unreserved killer intent and curled up his shivering body. “You’re not big sister Shuang’Er to begin with! Her spirit isn’t like yours!” He said with absolute certainty.

Concubine Hui looked at the weak little spider in front of her and suddenly out a chilling scoff. “Even if you know that I’m not your big sister Shuang’Er, so what? You’re about to die right away, so it doesn’t matter if you know!”

With that said, Concubine Hui threw the curled up Le Zhengyu in her hands hard onto the ground.

Then, she violently stomped again.

All of a sudden, Le Zhengyu was left stunned. He was stomped to death before he could have time to react!

Concubine Hui looked at the spider’s dead corpse and let out a shady scoff. “What the hell were you anyway? How come you could talk? Whatever! You knew my secret, so you had to die!”

Just then, she stretched her leg out again and stomped on the black spider without a second thought, turning it into mush.

Then, she buried it with some soil beside it. And with that, all traces of him disappeared out of sight. It would be very difficult for someone to discover him.

Concubine Hui took out the spider, then spun around and looked up at Han Moze, who stood some distance away in front of the carriage. She pulled a joyous smile with her pink, flirtatious lips.

Then, she proceeded to get on the carriage and take a seat. As she pulled the curtain aside, her eyes lit up when she saw Han Moze stood some distance away.

What a truly, perfect man. He was like a god—handsome, dignified, tough, domineering, and ruthless…

And that gorgeous physique!

Han Moze was dizzy and his body was weak from serious blood loss, and yet he managed to walk up to Lian Jiuhua and crouched down.

Forcing himself to pull it together, he gazed at Lian Jiuhua with a faint smile. “Lian Jiuhua, are you alright? If you died, I don’t know how to report back to your parents!”

Lian Jiuhua glanced back at Han Moze, who looked weaker than he did, and silently twitched his lips. “Younger brother, you should worry about yourself. If anything happened to you, my parents would kill me all the same!” He said with a scrunched-up face.

Han Moze smiled, then forcefully reached his left hand out, which could still move, and took Lian Jiuhua’s pulse. His face instantly fell.

After a short while, Han Moze furrowed his brows and spoke in a deep and resounding voice. “You’ve broken two ribs and three areas in your sternum. There’s internal bleeding in your abdomen.”

Lian Jiuhua heard Han Moze list all his broken bones and injuries, then suddenly looked up and let out a deep sigh. “Younger brother, my life is so hard! The pain is killing me! Why isn’t that divine lotus Little White Flower here yet?”

Beside him, Mei Ye also sighed helplessly. “Whenever you need Little White Flower, she’s never here. When you don’t need her, she’s always chattering around. Ah…!”

Lian Jiuhua couldn’t help but agree. “Exactly! Brother Mei Ye, you took the words right out of my mouth! That Little White Flower is really not useful.”

Han Moze heard what they both said and subtly shook his head. “Little White Flower can’t help it. You can’t blame her for being not useful,” he said with a faint smile.

Lian Jiuhua slightly paused for a moment, then smiled in agreement.

Then, he scanned the area with his eyes. “Your Majesty, hasn’t the empress returned? Why is she not with you?” He asked in curiosity.

The momentarily stunned look on Mei Ye instantly turned grievous. “Yes, Your Majesty. How is our clan leader? Is she heavily wounded?”

Mo Ye quickly scurried over. “Your Majesty, is milady heavily wounded?” He asked incredibly anxiously.