Substitute Bride Phoenix, The Tyrant's Pampered Demon Empress - Chapter 136
Chapter 136: What Is Love?
Liu Rushuang rolled happily upon the roof. “Good! He’s gone! Haha…”
After Han Moze returned, he ordered people to send Liu Rushuang to the Fallen Phoenix Palace – the Empress’ sleeping chambers.
Liu Rushuang was extremely delighted and immediately moved into Fallen Phoenix Palace with Qing’Er.
That tyrant didn’t bother her again. She was so happy!
After a few days, who’s to say, he might just let her go!
(*^__^*) Hehe…
Consort Hui’s Chambers.
“What did you say? Your majesty really sent that wench to the Fallen Phoenix Palace?”
Consort Hui immediately sprung up from her chair with excitement and asked the maid repeatedly.
“It’s absolutely true! Milady Consort Hui, it looks like your majesty must be annoyed and tired of that wench. Milady should take the the opportunity to steal your majesty’s heart!”
Hong’Er wore a smug smile and blinked at Consort Hui to signal for her to quickly make her move. Otherwise, the other consorts would steal the Emperor away.
“Haha… That’s great! The world’s best news! As long as your majesty isn’t deeply in love with that wench, I’ll be able to have a big chance to gain his affections. Who’s to say that the Empress’ title will be mine!”
Consort Hui stroked her face shyly and imagined a bright future ahead.
“Uh-huh. Milady, you’re right! I will help you pay attention to any movements to aid milady to promptly have your wishes come true!” Immediately cried Hong’Er with the utmost bootlicking expression on her face, as she tried to kiss up to her.
Consort Hui shot a glance at Hong’Er, then pulled out her golden hairpin from her hair and pushed it in front of her. “Here, your reward. Remember to help me get intel. You mustn’t slack off!” She said with a cold, lifeless voice.
“Yes, yes milady. I understand,” replied Hong’Er in a hurry. She tightly clutched onto the gold hairpin and pulled it closer to her chest.
Consort Hui tightly clutched onto the pin, as she couldn’t bear parting with her favorite gold hairpin.
Hong’Er could feel Consort Hui wasn’t willing to let go, so she immediately pulled a little harder. “Milady, don’t worry. I will defintiely do my very best to complete your orders. I won’t dare slack off.”
Consort Hui gritted her teeth and relaxed her grip. “You better do as you promised. Otherwise, I’ll throw you into the pond and feed you to the fishes.”
Hong’Er’s entire body shuddered in fear, as she held onto the gold hairpin with both hands. “Milady, you’re so beautiful, you dance so well, and you’re multitalented at playing the Guqin, painting, writing poetry, and playing Xiangqi. Your majesty will definitely fall in love with you,” She said promptly with an enchanting smile.
“Haha… I love hearing that. I’ll go visit your majesty. Order the kitchen to make a bowl of the most expensive congee,” waved Consort Hui.
“Yes, milady. I’ll go carry out your orders.” Hong’Er clutched onto the hairpin and smiled, as she left to get working.
Consort Hui looked over at the Dark Moon Palace with determination in her eyes.
Liu Rushuang, that wench! Finally, you’ve been neglected by your majesty!
O(∩_∩)O Haha~
“Greetings your majesty, Consort Hui requests a meeting,” cried Eunuch Chen from outside the Dark Moon Palace.
Half-drunk, Han Moze thought about it for a moment, then said, “Allow Consort Hui to come in.”
(+﹏+)~ He was dizzy from the wine!
It’s all that Demon Empress’ fault!
“Your majesty, I’ve prepared a bowl of abalone congee for you to supplement your diet,” said Consort Hui soft, after she entered and curtsied. With every move, she presented herself with the utmost care and motherly grace.
Han Moze looked at Consort Hui with bitterness in his heart.
Why did other women fight for his affections and wished for his love…
And yet that woman didn’t care about him at all?
“Put it down,” he said flatly.
Consort Hui took one step forward and smiled tenderly. “I choreographed a new red feather dance and I’d like your majesty’s opinion. I wonder if your majesty would let me perform it for you?”
“As you please.” Han Moze smiled.
He has to forget about that woman!
Consort Hui’s face immediately lit up. She called upon live music, then started dancing in her red costume in the Dark Moon Palace. Every twirl and leap looked beautiful and seductive.
It looked good!
But as Han Moze watched Consort Hui’s dance, his heart only had Liu Rushuang in mind.
The more he thought about it, the more he smiled.
But when he remembered how Liu Rushuang hated him, he wanted to cry in anguish!
“Get lost!” He exclaimed coldly with a vicious gaze.
