Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Liu Rushuang smiled bitterly.
A thousand times? She probably couldn’t finish that if it took half a year. That tyrant really knew how to torture people.
Han Moze stepped outside and ordered people to send Xu Ziling away.
Ziling immediately arrived at the Deities Palace and wept weakly. “Brother Han, why are you sending me away? I haven’t even healed yet.”
Han Moze’s eyes were dark and hauntingly sinister. “Wuxin, Wuqing, take Princess Ziling back,” he ordered in a chilling voice.
“Yes, Your Majesty.” Wuxin and Wuqing took their orders and lifted Ziling out of the Deities Palace.
“Brother Han, I beg you not to kick me out! I won’t ever make my royal sister-in-law mad again!” Ziling yelled tearfully.
Han Moze looked cold and glum as he continued to handle paperwork.
Liu Rushuang looked at the “Lessons for women” book before her and let out a chilling laugh. Then, he tore up the book and threw it to the floor with darkness in her eyes.
“Your Majesty, you mustn’t. The emperor ordered that you must finish copying before you can leave the palace gates.” The palace maid’s face turned pale white in fear and hurriedly tried to persuade her out of it.
“Hmph! Tell that tyrant that I didn’t do anything wrong, so why should I be punished?” Liu Rushuang cried with a deep and resounding voice before she left for the rear of the hall.
The palace maid passed on Liu Rushuang’s message to Han Moze, to which a dark aura shrouded his face. He wasn’t the least bit imposing in front of that woman.
“Send the empress another book and ask her if she chooses the man in person or the book,” Han Moze said with an evil smile.
“Yes, Your Majesty!” The palace maid didn’t really understand. What did he mean by the ‘choosing the man in person?’
When Liu Rushuang heard what the palace maid relayed, she furiously gritted her teeth. She grabbed the brush and started copying.
Why would she choose that tyrant?
Han Moze arrived at the Dark Moon Palace in the evening and saw Liu Rushuang sitting in front of the desk with her head down, copying “Lessons for women”. She looked really beautiful! But his heart was still very annoyed! “You’d rather choose the book than choose me?” He exclaimed in a chilling voice.
“That goes without saying!” Liu Rushuang said coldly with her eyes transfixed on copying the book.
Han Moze’s face couldn’t help but look grim. He walked over and tore up “Lessons for women”, then threw it to the floor. “You must choose me!” He cried in a deep voice.
Liu Rushuang stopped her brush and burst into laughter. How could that tyrant act like such a child? She got up with a smile. “If I don’t have to copy, then I’ll go rest now.”
Han Moze walked over to hug Liu Rushuang. “Did you think that you’d just get away with talking back to me today?” He asked with a cold yet seductive smile.
Liu Rushuang’s whole body tensed up as she looked over at Han Moze. “W-what do you want?”
Han Moze spoke softly with a hint of a plea in his voice. “Shuang’er, could you completely give yourself to me? I want you to give birth to my child.”
Liu Rushuang looked clearly uncomfortable, then turned her head. “Wait a while longer,” she whispered.
“Alright, I’ll wait for you,” Han Moze said with a slightly dull look in his eyes.
Liu Rushuang blinked at Han Moze. “Did you really think that I was wrong this afternoon?”
Han Moze furrowed his brows and thought about it for some thought. “I don’t know,” he said with an emotionless tone of voice.
Liu Rushuang grunted flatly, then turned his head. “If you don’t believe me, then forget it.”
Han Moze smiled, then hugged Liu Rushuang to the hot spring.
In the evening, Liu Rushuang laid in Han Moze’s embrace and pulled a slight smile. “I hear that you sent Xu Ziling away. Didn’t you think that I was in the wrong? Why did you send her away?”
Han Moze smiled and whispered into Liu Rushuang’s ear. “She made us argue. Don’t you think she was wrong for doing that?”
The numbing feeling in Liu Rushuang’s ears spread to her whole body and she lowered her head. “You are truly cold to just anyone, and you call me merciless. It looks like you’re more merciless than I am a hundred times over.”