Translator: Paperplane
The more intense it glowed, the more inner breath one could gain.
This inner breath fruit should at least increase one’s inner breath by over a decade.
Han Moze smiled faintly, as he saw all the gaped mouths in the hall. “Thank you Donghua for this generous gift,” said Han Moze with a resounding voice.
“Your majesty, it looks like you’re really pleased and so Donghua must have chosen the right gift?” Said Chu Yitian with a soft smile.
With that said, he sat back in his seat with a proud smile upon his face.
Thereafter, the state official from nation of Xixia, Wang Xiaduan, walked up to the center of the hall and directed a command from outside. “Come in! Ruhua!”
No matter how one saw it, he had a malicious smile on his face.
Xiadian wore a white ensemble with blue embroidery and had a rather sharp oval face which looked as bright as the moon.
He was the type of virtuous young man who was loved by all.
However, all the good feelings Liu Rushuang had about him were dragged down to nothing, when she saw the beautiful woman enter.
The woman was a hundred and seventy centimeters tall, had long slender legs, full bossoms that made people spurt blood, and an honestly slender waist.
Most importantly, she had a face that could end kingdoms.
Though she wasn’t as beautiful as Liu Rushuang, who could leave one frustrated for life, but she was pretty enough to make men drool.
Liu Rushuang kept the same emotionless look on her face. She wasn’t interested in Ruhua at all.
Besides her good looks, she felt that Ruhua wasn’t really captivating.
Han Moze furrowed his brows at Ruhua in obvious displeasure.
Her teasing demeanor really annoyed him.
At the end of the day, Shuang’Er’s beauty was tireless!
“Greetings your majesty. Long live the Emperor!” She cried with a feminine, graceful voice as light as a fragile willow.
All the officials in the great hall were left with their blood pulsing.
She was too beautiful!
“Ruhua is the most beautiful woman of my nation. I was sent to the Emperor of Beiming as a gift,” She said with a satisfied voice.
When all the officials heard this, they freely allowed themselves to stare at her without thinking twice about her possibly being the Emperor’s woman.
Of course, the fault mostly came down to Ruhua because…
Ruhua only wore a red veil around her breasts and bottom.
Her veil spread down from her bottom to her legs and stretched three to four feet on the floor.
The pretty red veil laid spread out upon a good amount of surface area in the center of the hall.
…And they resembled bed sheets. It made one indulge in fantasies.
When Ruhua cursied, she deliberately stuck out her big, plump bottom higher.
Her waist was extremely straight.
Even Han Moze’s large hand may not be able to grab hold of those revealing breasts behind the red veil.
In the lower seating area of the great hall, practically all the officials were staring at Ruhua’s body.
One rarely came across such a perfect body!
If one didn’t look now, then it would be a wasted opportunity!
…
Everyone in the great hall assumed that Han Moze would definitely take this woman.
Even though her majesty was pretty, she wasn’t open enough. In the future, she would definitely lost to Ruhua.
In the end, Han Moze would change his affections.
After all, Emperors like him were rare in history.
However, Han Moze was an upstanding main lead after all. How could he be the same as those historically ***-crazed emperors?
Han Moze flashed a charming smile with an evil glimmer in his narrow, deep eyes.
Then, with an absolutely magnetic voice which pierced the soul with every word, he asked, “Lord Duan, since you gift this woman to me, does that mean decide her life and death?”
Xiaduan looked over at the murderous look in Han Moze’s eyes and his whole body shuddered. Don’t tell me he wanted to kill Ruhua?
“That’s of course!” He exclaimed with a booming voice and clenched fists.