Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Lin Ye noticed that the white horse didn’t say anything, so he averted his scowl at Han Moze with gritted teeth.
That tyrant! What right did he have to say that milady’s fake?
He needed that tyrant to explain himself!
If that tyrant didn’t give a satisfying explanation, then he’d have to fight it out with that tyrant!
Han Moze shot a deeply icy gaze at Mo Ye, who stood right in front of him. When he saw the determined Mo Ye raise his head and his stubborn eyes, he couldn’t help but slightly smirk. It seems like I’ll have to do some explaining now…
Han Moze paused for a moment, then gazed into the distance and spoke with a slow and deep voice. “You want a reason? I’ll tell you. Firstly, this woman’s personality, grace, attitude, and habits are worlds apart from Shuang’er, secondly, this woman’s martial arts skills are clearly lower than that of Shuang’Er’s because if she were real, there’s no way she can’t break away from Wuxin and Wuqing’s grasp. Thirdly, after that woman got injured, the golden plum blossom mark disappeared from her forehead. Fourthly, I heard that there’s a kind of race in the world called the ‘witches; with the ability to transform a person’s appearance. Fifthly…”
Mo Ye thought about it for a moment, and realization finally dawned upon him. He took a step back and bowed with his hands in front. “Say no more. Your Majesty, I understand. I’ll listen to your every order! I just hope we can save milady as soon as possible! As for… before, I was too hasty! Please forgive me, Your Majesty!”
“And I too!” Lin Ye bowed with his hands in front and nodded.
Han Moze’s gaze fell on Lin Ye and Mo Ye, then squinted with eyes that no one could read. “I would never hurt Shuang’er. I hope you all will remember this well!” He said in a resounding voice.
Lin Ye and Mo Ye frowned in deep thought for a moment, then remembered how Han Moze loved and protected Liu Rushuang. He loved her to his very core. Then, their eyebrows slowly relaxed and they nodded. “Yes, Your Majesty. I will definitely remember this well.”
Han Moze flashed a faint grin, then softly stroked the jade in his hands. “You may be excused,” he said.
Lin Ye and Mo Ye bowed, then spun around and stepped back. They were no longer going to interfere with Han Moze’s interrogation of ‘Liu Rushuang’.
Han Moze looked over at Concubine Hui, who had already slipped into unconsciousness. The light in his eyes swiftly dimmed, as he commanded “Continue!” in a chilling voice.
Wuying and Wuzhong couldn’t help but shudder.
Your Majesty, you’re too cruel! She’s already fainted and yet you still want to continue?!
However, they heard what Han Moze just explained and suddenly felt really unfamiliar with the empress in front of them.
Even if the empress lost her memories, she can’t be this weak right? Also, where did the golden plum blossom on her forehead go?
All in all, as a shadow guard, it was their job to take orders!
At the same time, Wuying and Wuzhong forcefully pulled on either end of the ropes.
“Ah!” Concubine Hui completely woke up from the pain and let out a horrific scream.
The intense pain hit her in waves. Her eyes revealed deep-rooted hatred whilst she made a vow inside!
Tyrant! If I live, I vow to make you pay back ten times—no, a hundred times the pain I feel today!
In the end, Concubine Hui fainted repeatedly from the pain. Whenever she woke, she would slowly lose consciousness.
The more Han Moze clenched his hand, the eerier he looked. The veins on the back of his hands were in full view.
That woman must have calculated that he was definitely going to kill her, so even if she was going to die from pain, she wasn’t willing to tell the truth!
How aggravating!