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n“Wahhh wahhh!!! Brother Han, how could you treat me like this?” Ziling wiped her tears with a really pitiful look.

nHan Moze looked at Ziling with a soft glint in his eyes and patiently tried to persuade her out of it.

n“Ziling, we grew up together. I should know how I feel about you. I have some business to deal with right now, so how about you go back first?”

n“Wahhh wahhh!! Brother Han, I don’t want to go back. I want to live in the imperial palace. I want to live with you.”

nZiling stared at Han Moze with red, tearful eyes like she was determined to marry him.

nHan Moze smirked. He really saw Princess Ziling like a little sister.

n“Then, you can stay temporarily in the palace,” he said after some thought.

n“Hehe… Brother Han, you’re the best!” Princess Ziling immediately jumped for joy and smiled brightly at Han Moze. “Then I’ll be off, Brother Han.”

nHan Moze saw Ziling off, then silently smirked. Why did his empress and Princess Ziling treat him so differently?

nHe turned his heels and headed to the rear of the palace halls to remove his clothes for a bath.

nLiu Rushuang had already removed her clothes and was in the water. When she heard Han Moze come in, she grunted coldly. He really was a man who attracted love affairs everywhere he went.

nHan Moze gazed at Liu Rushuang’s rare, slender yet curvaceous figure and smiled. Then, he removed his clothes, got into the water, and naturally handed Liu Rushuang the cloth.

nLiu Rushuang realized that she hadn’t learned a thing as the empress but to serve him. Admitting defeat, she started to wash Han Moze.

n“Are you jealous?” Han Moze chuckled lightly.

nThe look on Liu Rushuang’s face turned menacing. “How can I be jealous over you? You should know that I don’t like you.”

nHan Moze turned around, grabbed Liu Rushuang’s hand, and pressed her up against the side of the hot spring. Then, he kissed her as his hands caressed the body he was incessantly infatuated with.

n“Mmmm…” Liu Rushuang felt her whole body increasingly heat up, and an empty feeling attacked her in waves. She tightly clutched her fists as she unconsciously let out a moan.

nWith a smile on his face, Han Moze felt her racing heart and the soft, warm, drenched body.

nAfter the kiss, Liu Rushuang stared at the captivating, wolf-like eyes staring at her, and her face flushed a dark red hue.

n“From the look on your face, it doesn’t seem like you don’t like me,” said Han Moze wickedly.

nLiu Rushuang glared back with fury in her eyes. “That was just a natural human reaction.”

nHan Moze fiercely clutched Liu Rushuang’s wrist.

n“Ahh, why are you so violent? Be gentle!” Liu Rushuang’s wrist started to hurt.

nHan Moze let go of her hand, but raised his to touch her little red lips, then her face, and her brows.

nLiu Rushuang looked at Han Moze, stunned. This tyrant acted really strange today! Those gentle eyes were incredibly soft!

nHan Moze smirked. “Shuang’er, your face’s even redder now.”

nAnnoyed and shy, Liu Rushuang tried to struggle out of Han Moze’s grip. “Do you still want to bathe? If not, I’m leaving,” she said with an angry voice.

n“You can’t wait to get into bed with me after bathing that much, huh?” Han Moze chuckled wickedly.

nThe corners of Liu Rushuang’s mouth twitched fiercely, as her face was drenched in cold sweats. Could this tyrant be anymore vile?

nNo, because this tyrant was already vile to the max!

nHan Moze slowly slid his hand towards Liu Rushuang’s soft abdomen, then went even lower.

nLiu Rushuang immediately slapped his hand, as a burning rage ignited in her beautiful eyes.

n“Don’t take it too far!”

nWithout hesitation, Han Moze choked Liu Rushuang’s neck, then reach his hand down.

n“Huk huk… eurghh… mmm,” Liu Rushuang wanted to cry but the tears didn’t come out. She endured the discomfort and hoped for it to end soon.

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