Substitute Bride Phoenix, The Tyrant's Pampered Demon Empress

Panda Novel

Lian Jiuhua grabbed Han Moze’s shoulders and spoke in an angry voice. “Just how long are you going to let yourself go like this? You’re the ruler of a nation! If anything happens to you, what will this nation do? What will you have us do? Don’t tell me that you’ll just stand by and watch as this nation falls by your hand? I beg you. Hurry up and keep it together!”

Two streams of tears ran from Han Moze’s eyes. “Wine. I want to drink wine! Wuhen, the wine’s out. Go fetch me a few more jugs!” He said in a slightly choked up voice.

Lian Jiuhua forcefully shook Han Moze. “Wake up, won’t you? Don’t act like a hopeless romantic, who doesn’t care about anything but love! What if Her Majesty the Empress returns one day and sees you like this? Do you reckon she would look down on you? When the time comes, would she turn around and leave you? I beg you toughen up, won’t you?”

“Yes! Royal brother, get it together! The high officials are currently in court, waiting for you! If you don’t turn up every day, chaos will eventually fall!” Han Moxi persuaded with furrowed brows.

“Get lost! Don’t make me repeat it a second time!” cried Han Moze in a chilling voice, as he simply couldn’t be persuaded.

“The hell I will! If you don’t get it together, milord and I will wait here and never leave!” said Lian Jiuhua with determination in his voice.

Han Moze gritted his teeth, then got up. He forcefully pushed Lian Jiuhua aside and staggered out of the room. “Since you both won’t leave, I will! That’ll do won’t it?”

Han Moze immediately grabbed Han Moze’s arm and pleased. “Royal brother, I-I’ll… leave then! You don’t have to go, alright?”

Lian Jiuhua walked up to Han Moze and clutched his collar. “You…” he said angrily. Lian Jiuhua was so furious that he didn’t know how else to talk him out of it, so he forcefully swung Han Moze’s collar away, then turned and left.

Eventually, Han Moxi took a long hard look at Han Moze and sighed helplessly before leaving too. Royal brother, just when will you come to your senses?

Wuhen promptly caught Han Moze’s swaying body. “Your Majesty, you should get some rest.”

Han Moze didn’t say a word but tightly furrowed his sword-like brows, and walked towards the back of the palace.

Wuhen helped Han Moze onto the bed.

In bed, Han Moze quickly fell asleep, murmuring in his sleep. “Shuang’er.”

Wuhen sighed helplessly, then retreated into the shadows.

Ever since Qing’er had discovered that Liu Rushuand was never coming back, she had been wallowing in sorrow. Seeing Han Moxi step out of the Dark Moon Palace, she immediately walked up to him and blocked his path. “Milord, tell me the truth. Young Miss wasn’t kidnapped and she most probably won’t ever come back. You lied to me, didn’t you? Young Miss never left to save people!” She said in a choked up voice.

Han Moxi’s body tensed up a little, then he furrowed his refined brows in contemplation. “Qing’er, I didn’t lie to you on purpose. I just… thought a miracle would happen and perhaps, Royal Brother would be able to defeat that person. But, when I saw how hopeless he looked, I… I…” He sighed.

“Milord, why did you lie to me?” Qing’er questioned with tears in her piercing glare at Han Moxi.

Han Moxi saw just how saddened Qing’er looked and felt incredibly heartbroken. Suddenly, he pulled Qing’er into a tight embrace and spoke in a gentle voice. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have lied to you. I apologize. Don’t cry anymore, alright?”

“What use is your apology? Young Miss still can’t come back anyway. I haven’t seen her for almost a month now. I really miss her. She’s the only relative I have in this world. Without Young Miss, how will I live on?” Qing’er said through tears.