Substitute Bride Phoenix, The Tyrant's Pampered Demon Empress

Liu Rushuang buried her head in Han Moze’s chest and exclaimed unhappily, “You’re so petty!”

“What did you say?!” Han Moze snarled each word.

This woman was calling him petty!? How was he being petty?

“Always have been!”

Liu Rushuang looked him straight in the eye with a look of complete innocence, assured that she had said nothing wrong. “It’s just snow! Why are you throwing such a huge fit?!”

On the other hand, Han Moze smiled wickedly despite his fury. “You’re the one who said that. Don’t cry begging me for mercy soon!”

Once they entered the Fallen Phoenix Palace, Han Moze carried her straight to bed.

A thin veil fluttered gently, censoring the risqué scene.

“Ah… I can’t take it! You’re too fast! You beast! Slow down!”

“Too deep! It hurts! I’m begging you, stop! Guh…”

***

Liu Rushuang cried until the middle of the night and eventually shot Han Moze tearful, angry glare and sobbed, “I’ll end you, tyrant!”

“Why don’t you try?”

Han Moze narrowed his eyes, a deep-reaching possessiveness showing in his profound gaze.

Nonetheless, she threw a small punch at his sturdy chest. “I dare! I’ll end you tomorrow… sob… you beast!”

Pinning her beneath himself again then, Han Moze said, “I’ll make you regret those words.”

“Boo-hoo… no! It’s my fault! I won’t end you!”

Han Moze took a deep breath, stifle his own rage and rolled aside—the woman might not be able to bear it if he kept going.

Meanwhile, Liu Rushuang’s face was already streaming with tears, and turned her back to him. She was sobbing faintly in spite of her reluctance, but she felt it was better anyway.

Han Moze’s heart clenched uncomfortably, but ended up snorting flatly, and turned his back to her as well.

She ended up crying most of the night, and only fell asleep during the wee hours of the morning.

Across the whole wide world, only that man would dare to make her cry out loud! How despicable!

What would happen if he wanted to end that tyrant regardless?

Be that as it may, said tyrant had trouble sleeping himself, and got out of bed early, heading to the Divine Throne to deal with more memorials.

However, he could not pay attention to it at all half the time, and ultimately ended up throwing his writing brush away, swiping every memorial to the floor in one swing.

He then strolled around, only to leave the divine throne and headed to the Fallen Phoenix Palace.

Entering the rear chambers, he saw that Liu Rushuang had not woken up. She looked captivating despite having red rings around her eyes, and there was a worn beauty to her with strands of hair sticking to her face.

As he lowered his gaze at the five-month belly and remembered what happened last night, Han Moze breathed a quiet sigh, realizing that he had lost his temper yesterday.

After some thought, he turned to leave.

He just had to come back after the morning court session and sweet talk her!

Be that as it may, Liu Rushuang suddenly opened her eyes after he left. She had always been a light sleeper and the sun was already glaring outside. Moreover, there was a light breeze when that tyrant entered just now, and the chill reached her, jolting her awake.

Humph!

There was no way she would forgive that tyrant so easily!

She would definitely make him regret it!

Stroking her belly, she grinned and said, “You two—you have to help me whip him in shape after you’re born!”

Shifting her body, she tried to get off bed… but gasped as she felt discomfort over her waist.

Last night had indeed been too strenuous, and she would only recover at night despite her fine regeneration abilities.

Sighing and putting on her sleeping gown, she got off the bed to a nearby hot spring for a bath.

It was only an hour later after she was done grooming herself, after which she had a scrumptious breakfast, before lying on the lower table to read.

Meanwhile, Han Moze was throwing a hissy fit at court.