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nThe corner of Liu Rushuang’s lips couldn’t help but curl up. Although Han Moze had divorced Consort Wei for her, it wasn’t because she had made him do it. However, she must admit that Han Moze really knew how to make enemies for her!

n“You’re not qualified to compete with me!” Liu Rushuang promptly cried with a chilling voice.

nHan Moze raised his brow. Shuang’Er really had the loftiness of the Blood Feast’s clan leader.

n“Why? You probably just don’t dare to compete with me! You wench! How truly shameless!” She yelled loudly.

nWith a distinctly cold expression, Liu Rushuang walked towards Consort Wei.

nThump! Consort Wei was abruptly kicked dozens of steps away.

nCough cough… Consort Wei vomited several mouthfuls of blood, then viciously glared at Liu Rushuang.

nShe vowed to get vengeance for this!

nIn an instant, Consort Wei disappeared on the spot and flew onto the roof. “Haha… I never imagined that… Just you all wait!” She exclaimed, laughing.

nWith that said, Consort Wei left the capital at lightning speed.

n“I never imagined that Consort Wei’s Qinggong was so incredible! I really underestimated her! I wonder what she’ll be up to?” Liu Rushuang sighed in wonder.

nHan Moze smiled softly for a brief moment. “Are you afraid of people getting vengeance? Because you watched her so menacingly.”

nLiu Rushuang turned her head and looked towards Han Moze. “As I suspected, menacing people are able to see hints of menacing behavior. You really can’t let your guard down for a second. You look like you’ve been scheming all day. I really have no idea what’s the meaning to your life,” She scoffed.

nHan Moze drew his seductive lips close to Liu Rushuang and affectionately said, “Don’t you think it’s fun to see your face turn from pale white to red over me?”

nLiu Rushuang secretly got annoyed for a moment but she controlled her heart rate. Her heart would involuntarily race whenever that tyrant blew into her ear and her face would get hot. Don’t tell me she had fallen for that tyrant?! How terrifying! It wasn’t like she was a masochist!!

n“That’s what you think. I’m only like this because you get too close to me and I feel disgusted,” she secretly murmured.

nHan Moze smiled, then headed back into the palace hall.

nLiu Rushuang furrowed her brows and followed him in. Why did she always have to be teased by that tyrant? She clearly didn’t love him but she couldn’t help but be deeply enthralled pampered. Even if it was the tyrant who was doing the pampering…

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nThe next day, Lian Jiuhua reported to Han Moze. “Your Majesty, after my interrogation, I’ve discovered that the person who incited the Big Vine Clan in the shadows was the Fifth Princess of Donghua.”

nThe expression on Han Moze’s face turned extremely sinister. “Has the Fifth Princess returned to Donghua yet?” He asked coldly.

n“She should be heading back in a few more days,” answered a grinning Lian Jiuhua.

nHan Moze narrowed his cold eyes and coldly said, “Sort it out.”

n“Yes, Your Majesty.”

nAlso, Your Majesty, could you also produce a royal decree for me?” Lian Jiuhuan wore a smile on the corner of his lips.

n“What royal decree?” Han Moze asked flatly, as his gaze fell upon Lian Jiuhua.

n“Uh huh… I want to ask Your Majesty to please allow Liu Piaopiao to marry me,” said Lian Jiuhua who couldn’t contain his wide smile.

nHan Moze grinned wickedly. “I’ll allow it.”

nThereafter, he picked up the brush, wrote a royal decree of marriage and chucked it at Lian Jiuhua.

n“Don’t blame me when you regret it. They’re really not sweet if you force them into it, and they’re nasty about it,” said Han Moze with a sinister smile.

nLian Jiuhua smiled brightly. “Your Majesty really has a deep understanding! However, I realized that after you married her majesty the empress, you’ve been in better moods. Did that mean that forced love was actually very memorable?”

nHan Moze squinted slightly with a faint smile but refused to comment.

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