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nAt that moment, Liu Rushuang was bathing happily in the Drunken Cloud.

nShe didn’t feel the slightest bit uneasy or afraid as one would feel after killing so many people.

nAfter she finished bathing and got dressed, she walked over to the balcony again to gaze upon the view outside.

nWhen she saw people on the streets holding her portrait in search of her, she smiled coldly.

nThen, she pulled out her complexion binding pill and swallowed it.

n“Go ahead and search! If you can find me, then you’re quite skilled!” Exclaimed Liu Rushuang, as she laughed demonically with a nonchalant expression on her face.

nQing’Er stepped inside in a hurry. “Oh no! Young Miss, there are officers looking all over for you.”

nLiu Rushuang smiled faintly and turned her head.

nElegant white clothes, beautiful flowing black hair, curved shapely eyebrows, a pair of soul-snatching eyes, a refined nose, and faint rosy cheeks; moist cherry lips, sparkling jade-like oval face, soft silky snowy skin, a perfect figure, an emotionless expression, and a cold disposition that couldn’t be rivalled.

nAs usual, Qing’Er had a big mouth. From the side, Liu Rushuang looked as remarkably beautiful as a celestial.

n“Y-young Miss, you’re really beautiful!”

nAs a cold and despondent, beautiful woman, Liu Rushuang merely flashed a slight smile and looked nonchalant.

n“Young Miss, when are we leaving?” Asked Qing’Er with a bright smile. She too wasn’t the least bit worried about the search!

n“Tomorrow! Let us rest well just for one night, tonight!” Said Liu Rushuang flatly.

n“Alright! Young Miss!” Responded Qing’Er with a beaming smile.

n“Young Miss, why do those officers want to find you?” Asked Qing’Er in curiosity.

nLiu Rushuang pulled a carefree smile and flatly said, “I massacred the Minister’s manor.”

n“Wha-?” Qing’Er looked at Liu Rushuang in astonishment and shot her a look as if to say she was awesome!

nLiu Rushuang turned around and calmly sat on the chair. The chilling expression on her face unfolded to its its most heartless, arctic peak.

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nIn the evening, Han Moze led the bridal group to an inn dozens of miles outside the Capital.

nOuyang Yaoyi grinned as she jumped off the carriage and walked up to Han Moze. With a tender smile, she said, “Your majesty, since Princess Changping has left so allow me to carry out this political marriage.”

nHan Moze shot Ouyang Yaoyi a cold glance, then coldly spat, “Get lost! Don’t make me tell you a second time.”

nHowever, Ouyang Yaoyi was always an extremely daring person. She didn’t leave, but continued to insist. “Your majesty, please consider it! This whole political marriage was meant to be mine in the first place!”

nHan Moze lifted his leg and lightly kicked Ouyang Yaoyi in the stomach.

n*Thump!*

nOuyang Yaoyi was kicked to one side.

nHan Moxi, who walked beside Han Moze, couldn’t help but give his thumbs up.

nHis royal brother was really terrifying! Ruthless!

n“Ah… huk huk…” Ouyang Yaoyi fell to the ground whilst coughing up blood, as she wailed and held her stomach.

n“Third Princess, are you alright?” Caidie and Caiyi immediately walked over and helped her up.

n*Slap! Slap!*

nOuyang Yaoyi ruthlessly slapped them each on the face. “Do I look like I’m alright? I’m coughing up blood! Why aren’t you quickly helping me up?”

nCaidie and Caiyi didn’t dare reach their hands out to touch their sore faces but quickly rushed over to help Ouyang Yaoyi.

nOuyang Yaoyi glared at the silhouette of Han Moze’s back with determination.

nShe fiercely gritted her teeth. She had to think of a way to capture the Emperor of Beiming’s heart!

nHan Moxi glanced back at how arrogant Ouyang Yaoyi looked and shook his head. You can go up against anyone but not his royal brother!

nOtherwise, in any case, the one who’ll lose out in the end won’t be his royal brother!

nHan Moze walked up to the most luxurious guest room with a cold and sullen look on his face.

nNobody could guess what was on Han Moze’s mind, because his powerful aura intimidated people around him who tried to figure him out!

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