Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Han Moze wore an evil smile. “Pour me another cup of tea.”
“I’ve no time,” grunted Liu Rushuang coldly, as a dangerous look shrouded her entire face and she stormed out of the palace halls.
Han Moze immediately shifted over to Liu Rushuang’s side and said with a wicked smile, “Since you won’t pour me tea, then I’ll just have to eat you.”
Liu Rushuang’s whole body tensed up. She felt both embarrassed and angry, so she was about to turn around and leave.
Han Moze launched right for Liu Rushuang’s hair and ruthlessly grabbed hold of it.
“Ah!” Suddenly, Liu Rushuang really wanted to cut off her long hair.
After being forced to turn her head, she angrily cried, “You douchebag! Despicable vermin!”
Han Moze looked at the little red lips in front of him and kissed her wildly. This woman’s lips were incredibly soft and gentle. He truly loved them!
“Mmrrrmm…” Liu Rushuang murmured in protest, but it only deepened the kiss.
Han Moze pushed Liu Rushuangup against the wall behind him and pulled her sash off with his hands.
Liu Rushuang instantly shuddered, wanting to attack him.
“Ah!” Liu Rushuang abruptly felt an intense pain in her scalp and didn’t dare make any sudden movements.
Han Moze used this opportunity to reach his palms in and slowly caress and pinch her.
“En… mmm…” Liu Rushuang was once again subdued with violence.
Han Moze raised his head and looked up at Liu Rushuang’s flushed face.
“I really like you more and more,” he said with a wicked smile.
Liu Rushuang raised her gaze in dissatisfaction and glared at Han Moze. “Let go!” She exclaimed furiously.
Han Moze let go of Liu Rushuang’s hair and smiled, as he walked out of the Dark Moon Palace.
Liu Rushuang watched the silhouette of Han Moze’s back through gritted teeth. She thought about it for a moment, then stepped out of the Dark Moon Palace for a stroll all around the grounds.
She didn’t want to turn a corner, so she knocked out all the palace maids and eunuchs to the floor.
The look on Liu Rushuang’s face instantly turned ominous. She came out for a stroll and to clear her mind, but she came across an ambush?
“Who’s there? Come out!” She cried furiously.
Dressed in all black, Nangong Ba, the beautiful creature like no other, stepped out from a shadowy area and smiled softly at Liu Rushuang. “Sweetheart, I know where Qing’er is.”
Liu Rushuang’s watery eyes shot wide open and glared at Nangong Ba. “Tell me now! Where’s Qing’er?”
There was a hint of a smile upon Nangong Ba’s incomparably charming lips as he replied, “Qing’er’s at the Peace Mansion.”
Liu Rushuang blinked rapidly. So that tyrant’s hiding Qing’er at the Peace Mansion. It’s no wonder she couldn’t find her in the palace.
Nangong Ba spoke with a gentle, magnetic voice. “Sweetheart, I know you don’t like the emperor. As long as it’s okay with you, I’m willing to go up against the emperor if you’re willing to go to the White Cloud City with me.”
In response, Liu Rushuang furrowed her brows and replied in a clear voice. “I don’t like the emperor, and I also equally don’t like you. You should leave.”
Nangong Ba’s gaze dimmed as his beautiful face, which seemed like it had foundation on, looked sad.
“Don’t you want to leave this place? I can help and take you away when no one’s noticing.”
Liu Rushuang stared deeply at Nangong Ba. She knew he had the power to do so, but could she really leave?
After some thought, she nodded in response. “Alright, thanks for your help.”
Nangong Ba’s entire face lit up with a smile and gave Liu Rushuang a black cloak. “Put this on,” he said flatly.
Liu Rushuang immediately put on the black cloak and tied the belt, then disappeared with the help of Nangong Ba.
On the same day, Qing’er also disappeared.
In the afternoon, Han Moze returned to the Dark Moon Palace with an ice-cold, eerie look on his face. “Speak up! How did the empress suddenly disappear?”
“I-I… I was following Her Majesty on her s-stroll around the gardens, w-when… for some reason, I s-suddenly… f-fell asleep.”