Substitute Bride Phoenix, The Tyrant's Pampered Demon Empress

Lian Jiuhua and Mei Ye were just about to retaliate when Han Moze, who hadn’t spoken a word all along, gave his order. “Use torture on the empress!”

Lian Jiuhua and Mei Ye were left instantly stunned. They glared at Han Moze with widened eyes in disbelief.

Your Majesty also believes that Her Majesty is acting?

Le Zhengyu proudly raised his head. “You two idiots! Now, you believe me right?”

Lian Jiuhua and Mei Ye reached their hands out at the same time and fiercely twisted the white horse’s ears. It hurt so much that the white horse neighed. “Neiiighh… let go! Owww!”

Mei Ye gritted his teeth and coldly said, “Who did you call an idiot, Le Zhengyu?”

“Hmph! I dare you to say it again! Do you believe I’m going to twist your ear off?!” Lian Jiuhua raised his brows at the white horse cynically. There was a thick, dangerous aura in his eyes.

The white horse sniffled and shed a tear. “Brothers, I was wrong! I apologize! Ahhh ahhh…” He pleaded.

At the same time, Lian Jiuhua and Mei Ye grunted softly and let go.

The white horse shook his head, then scowled at Lian Jiuhua and Mei Ye as if to complain.

Why was he always the one bullied?

Han Moze heard the commotion behind him and a very faint smile. A thought came to mind, and his eyes instantly looked incredibly lonely.

Without you by myself, everything’s so dull!

The two shadow guards with wooden planks in their hands noticed the chilling look on Han Moze’s face, then forcefully pulled on both ends without hesitation.

“Ahhh…” The nerves in all ten fingers were linked to her heart. She clearly felt an intense, bone-piercing pain shoot from her fingertips and traveled straight to her heart. Concubine Hui screamed in agony and her face instantly start to turn pale white.

Concubine Hui couldn’t pretend any longer, fell to her knees, and tried her hardest to struggle free. She wanted to forcibly shake off that wretched vise.

But the more she struggled, the more painful her fingers actually felt.

Lian Jiuhua, Mei Ye, and the others watched with widened eyes. So she really was just acting!

The white horse raised his head with a proud look on his face. This ghost, who had a good judge of character, was actually the best in the world!

Concubine Hui wailed loudly with tears that seemed like a broken string of tears. Her little face was completely covered in tears and she sobbed bitterly. “Wahh wahhh… Your Majesty, every word I’ve said was the truth! Why don’t you believe me? Wahh wahh…”

Han Moze swept Concubine Hui an emotionless glance, then turned around. His empty, eerie gaze trailed up into the distant sky.

Shuang’er, where are you now?

Your husband really misses you. Do you know that?

At that very moment, in a tavern in Beiming, Liu Rushuang slept soundly and peacefully like a baby on the bed. Even with her eyes shut, her beauty could still manage to eclipse the world.

Slowly, golden plum blossoms appeared on her fair skin.

Her entire body was covered in an intense, golden glow.

From a distance, Liu Rushuang looked like a celestial.

“Ah…” Concubine Hui felt the heartwrenching pain from her knuckles, then tragically cried again. “Spare me, Your Majesty! Why won’t you believe me? Wahh wahhh…”

Han Moze turned a deaf ear to Concubine Hui’s cries of agony and immersed in his own muddled thoughts.

Other people glanced at the pain on ‘Liu Rushuang’s’ face and couldn’t help but turn away.

Two shadow guards didn’t hear Han Moze’s orders to stop, so all they could do was pull and drag the planks endlessly.

“Ahhh…” Concubine Hui tried her hardest to think of how to get out of this, but with their joint force, Wuxin and Wuqing held both her shoulders down so she couldn’t move an inch.

The added force between the wooden sticks and rope created a crackling, bone-crushing sound from Concubine Hui’s fingers. The pain made her want to die, but judging by Han Moze’s behavior, she knew that if she let the truth out, then she would die without a doubt.

So now, her only way out was to cry painfully to no end and plead with him. “Ahhh… Spare me, Your Majesty! You must believe me! Wahhh wahhh…”