Substitute Bride Phoenix, The Tyrant's Pampered Demon Empress

Concubine Hui’s red lips curved into a beautiful smile. “Welcome back your majesty. I have especially prepared a song and dance for you. I wonder if I may perform it once for you now,” she said affectionately.

Han Moze’s thin lips didn’t hesitate in the slightest to reject her. “I am no mood today. Perhaps another day.”

There was a hint of disappointment in Concubine Hui’s fox-like eyes. This was the eighth time he rejected her, but she wasn’t going to give up! Who told her to fall for the Emperor? And so, she elegantly and politely said, “Oh I see, then I shall take my leave. I hope your majesty will come visit my chambers one day.”

Having received no response from Han Moze, Concubine Hui clenched her fists and left.

A gentle glint appeared in Concubine Rou’s inclined eyes. “Your majesty has been away on this trip for almost a month. I have missed you so much that I could barely eat or drink so today, I hope your majesty can dine with me at my chambers,” she said in a genuine and kind voice.

“I’m not going,” Han Moze immediately rejected.

Concubine Rou gritted her teeth. It’s like the Emperor’s heart was truly made of stone; hard and cold! She took a deep breath and kept her cool as she warmly replied, “Oh I see, then I shall take my leave.”

Having received no response from Han Moze, Concubine Rou secretly thought, ‘It looks like I need to think of a different plan next time. Even if he was stone, she had to warm him up because without the Emperor’s affection, the harem would be nothing.’ With that, she then turned around and left.

“Your majesty, my chamber is really cold. I want to stay here with your majesty for a while. Will that be ok?” Asked Concubine Ning quietly and bashfully, as she blinked cutely.

Han Moze silently twitched the corner of his mouth. Last time, there was a snake in her chambers; the time before that, she disliked how hot it was in there; and the time before that, she felt lonely… Next time, who knows what it’ll be.

“No,” he rejected without any pity whatsoever.

Tears suddenly filled the corner of Concubine Ning’s eyes, but Han Moze didn’t even bother to look up at her. After waiting some time, Han Moze still didn’t look up. With no other choice, she turned and left. When she stepped out the door, she angrily stomped her feet. How could the Emperor not treat women with tender love and care?

Seeing that everyone had left, Lian Jiuhua stepped out from the shadows and made an observation with absolute seriousness. “Your majesty, I suspect that you are gay.”

Han Moze grimaced and got up from his seat to walk closer to Lian Jiuhua. “Who did you say was gay?” He said with a sinister smile.

Lian Jiuhua took a step back in fear and forced a smile. “Me, not your majesty.” He was far too familiar with that evil smile, as it was always the first sign Han Moze was going to get violent.

Han Moze grunted, then turned and sat back in his original place. This was exactly the motivation he had when he was a young lad, training in martial arts.

Sitting opposite from Han Moze, Lian Jiuhua rubbed his frightened heart and stared at him accusedly.

“If you’re not happy with that, then we can fight it out,” said Han Moze as he glanced over and smirked.

Lian Jiuhua turned his head to reveal a hateful and jealous look on his face. He’s always trained hard since he was little, but he could never defeat his gifted young brother. He enviously glared at Han Moze once again. Why didn’t God gift him with that same talent?

Han Moze smiled. He liked seeing Lian Jiuhua jealous and hateful like this.

Lian Jiuhua decided to go out and find his confidence back. After he got up to leave, he bidded Han Moze farewell. “Your majesty, I’ll be leaving to carry out your orders now. Do take care.”

“Go. I worry you will be jealous to death later,” Han Moze said flatly.

Lian Jiuhua violently gritted his teeth. Shameless people can’t beat those with sharp tongues in a war of words, as they can easily piss them off.

He turned on his heels and left the palace.