Substitute Bride Phoenix, The Tyrant's Pampered Demon Empress

Liu Rushuang stood still amidst the vastness of the Dark Moon Palace. After a long while, she glanced at her swollen belly, took a deep breath as she conceded, and headed to the back of the palace.

Whatever. She would listen to the tyrant for the sake of the children.

Soon, many handmaidens arrived with clothing, jewelry, and other items.

Liu Rushuang started washing up, and soon over two hours had passed.

After that, she lay on the bench of the Dark Moon Palace to read a book. Staying here was not really different from the Fallen Phoenix Palace, aside from being a little spacious.

When she was about to have lunch, Han Moze entered punctually. He was finally able to get the memorials in his head today, though he was only halfway done even now—being emperor was hard!

Nonetheless, she snorted distinctly when she saw him, and picked up her chopsticks to start eating.

Her hair was all tied up with dazzling golden jewelry, her small and beautiful white face showed utter discontent even if she was pleased with her food.

Rubbing between his brows, Han Moze walked up to pick her up, so that she was in his lap as he settled in his seat.

“Let me go! No way I’m letting you feed me! Anything you feed me is disgusting!” She struggled, and attempted to get off.

“Who said anything about feeding you? Don’t give yourself too much credit.”

“Why are you holding on to me, then?”

“It’s comfortable.”

“…”

With that, Han Moze picked up his chopsticks and started eating as well, and only fed everything to himself.

Liu Rushuang stared dolefully as he ate, and frowned miserably as she said, “Do you think it’s nice to bully me out in the open?”

“Did Phantom Fox treat you to meals over the last few days?” He asked in return.

“Yes.” She answered sincerely.

“You’re not allowed to eat with any other men without my permission from now on, got it?”

Han Moze demanded firmly, staring into Liu Rushuang’s crystal-clear eyes.

“Got it.” She answered tamely with a bitter look.

“Smile for me.” He then said with a devilish expression.

Liu Rushuang did as she was told, forcing a smile that did not quite reach her eyes.

“Not bad. I’ll let you go if you maintain this behavior for some time.” Han Moze smiled cheerfully then—it was an expression that had not been seen in him for some time now.

Nonetheless, Liu Rushuang reached up to grab him by the neck and coolly said, “Hmph! I could just strangle you and leave.”

Han Moze could not resist a chuckle and sweet-talked her, “Enough. You’re pregnant and you shouldn’t be going out. You don’t have to worry about anything if you stay here anyway, and I will satisfy you as much as I could if you need anything.”

“Hmph! I don’t love you anymore—just do anything you like.” Liu Rushuang let go of his neck and pouted.

“Really?”

“Yes.”

“Poor performance. I’m not letting you out in the near future.”

“I hate you!”

“I have decided. I’m not letting you out for the rest of your life!”

“You… Sob…”

“Stop pretending! You don’t look the part at all!”

“You…”

Han Moze muffled her voice by sticking his lips to her, doing so as tenderly and lovingly as he could.

In return, Liu Rushuang reached out to wrapped her arms around his neck to kiss him harder, when something suddenly occurred to her.

Pulling away, she frowned slightly and asked seriously, “You really don’t believe what I told you at noon?”

Han Moze smiled devilishly. “I doubted you a little then, but I’m sure that I’m the only one in your heart now!”

Liu Rushuang abruptly reached out to pull his ears so that his handsome face was right in front of hers, and coolly said, “You did that on purpose, didn’t you? You wanted me to fawn over you!”

“You noticed that so quickly? Guess you’re not that stupid!” Han Moze smiled evilly, but could not help frowning since his ears hurt. “My bad, Shuang’er. Let me go.”