Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Han Moze pecked Liu Rushuang on the cheek and smiled seductively. “Don’t you think that the heavens arranged for us to be together?”
Liu Rushuang couldn’t help but smirk. “You’re clearly just wishful thinking,” she said coldly.
Han Moze bit Liu Rushuang’s little ear as punishment, then spoke in a deep voice. “You better watch it!”
Liu Rushuang slightly furrowed her brows in pain. That tyrant liked hearing her say nice things, so she forced a flattering, fake smile. “Your Majesty, I was wrong. You and I are practically a match made in heaven. There! Will that do?”
Han Moze’s face broke out in cold sweats. “Call me ‘Ze’ from now on,” he said in a gentle voice.
The look on Liu Rushuang’s face looked instantly eerie. “I just think that it’s easier to call you ‘Your Majesty’.”
Han Moze stroked Liu Rushuang’s abdomen, then downward as he smiled threateningly. “Shuang’er, call me ‘Ze’. Otherwise, don’t blame me for using violence to tame you.”
Li Rushuang’s entire body tensed up and her face flushed. With a trembling voice, she cried ‘Ze’.
That tyrant was too repulsive! He would use violence on her every time she didn’t obey him. Thinking back to her days at Blood Feast, she had lived like a queen. Nobody had questioned her word and most importantly, no one could beat her. However, now that she had met this tyrant whose martial arts was better than hers, her words were rarely taken seriously. She had to watch that tyrant for everything she did. She had really met someone cold and without virtue!
Han Moze looked at the annoyed expression on Liu Rushuang’s face and smiled wickedly. “You’re cursing me for being too domineering.”
“Yes, truly too domineering! You take it too far!” Liu Rushuang blurted.
Han Moze flipped over and pressed Liu Rushuang down with his body. “What did you just say?” He said with a sinister smile.
Liu Rushuang laid in bed, staring at the big, handsome face. She blinked and comfortable said, “I-I… didn’t say anything. Hurry up and get down!”
Han Moze kissed Liu Rushuang’s trembling red lips, as he softly said, “I only oppress you!”
“Why?!” Liu Rushuang said slowly.
“Because my heart is yours!” Han Moze said just before he dove into a deep kiss.
Liu Rushuang felt the searing hot kiss and its gentle touch. To her surprise, she was a little mesmerized by it.
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The next day, General Xu arrived at the palace in elegantly white clothes. He was about fifty years old, had a long short beard, sharp tiger-like eyes, and a skinny face. He respectfully paid his respects to Han Moze. “Greetings Your Majesty!”
Han Moze immediately got up and raised General Xu’s arm, then spoke with a respectful and serious voice. “General Xu, you need not be overly courteous. Get up quickly!”
General Xu looked at Han Ze, who he personally nurtured, then nodded in satisfaction. He spoke a little anxiously. “After Ziling returned to the mansion yesterday, she laid in bed in poor condition. Today, her illness got worse and has been coughing non-stop. I’m just worried Ziling might suddenly pass away. In her dreams, she would call your name non-stop, so I hope that you can please go visit Ziling. Sigh…”
Han Moze furrowed her sharp brows and nodded. “Alright, I’ll take the empress to visit Ziling at General Xu’s mansion in the afternoon.”
“I thank Your Majesty,” cried General Xiu in gratitude.
Han Moze immediately supported General Xu up. “No need to be so polite. Ziling is like a biological little sister to me. It is only right for me to watch over her.”
General Xu anxiously had something on his mind. “I hear that Her Majesty the Empress gravely injured Ziling. Is this true?”
Han Moze forced a smile. “General Xu, the empress is gentle and wise. She wouldn’t do such a thing. I believe that there must have been some kind of misunderstanding.”