General Xu smiled and nodded. “You’re right. I believe the emperor wouldn’t fall for a vicious and merciless woman.”
The corners of Han Moze’s mouth discreetly twitched a little, as he couldn’t help but smile. “That’s right.”
During lunch, Han Moze told Liu Rushuang, “You have to come visit Ziling with me in the afternoon.”
Sitting on Han Moze’s lap, Liu Rushuang coldly cried, “I’m not going!”
“You can’t not go!” Han Moze smiled emotionlessly, then continued feeding Liu Rushuang.
Liu Rushuang turned her head. “I’m full.”
Han Moze silently twitched her mouth and hugged Liu Rushuang. “If you don’t go, then that’ll mean you hit Ziling. The least you could do is prove you accidentally injured her.”
Liu Rushuang glared at Han Moze in annoyance. “As if it wasn’t all because you attract women everywhere!”
Han Moze pinched Liu Rushuang’s cheeks and smiled gently. “This just means that your husband is charming!”
A big drop of cold sweat appeared on Liu Rushuang’s temple, as she swallowed the meat Han Moze put to her mouth.
“Didn’t you say that you were full?” Teased Han Moze.
Liu Rushuang let out a soft grunt and pointed at the plate of food. “I want to eat that.”
There was a dismal look on Han Moze’s face. The table was so big that his arms couldn’t reach the plate. She was truly a naughty and mischievous woman. After some quick thinking, he carried Liu Rushuang and sat on the other end of the table, then picked up the food and fed it to her. “There, happy?”
Liu Rushuang gritted her teeth. Why was that tyrant being so nice? She then pointed at the dish on the other end of the table. “I still want to eat that one!”
“Shuang’er, if you play with me like this again, you’ll have to pay the price for it!” Han Moze squinted slightly and exuded hints of sinister intent.
Liu Rushuang gulped. As expected from a tyrant! She immediately quit and said, “I’ll stop. I won’t mess with you anymore. Pick whatever you want, I’ll eat it.”
Han Moze grinned in satisfaction, then seductively said, “Will you eat me?” Then, he ignored Liu Rushuang’s efforts to fight back and forcefully kissed her.
Liu Rushuang wanted to cry but the tears didn’t come. A tyrant would be a tyrant!
In the afternoon, Han Moze and Liu Rushuang took the carriage to visit Xu Ziling at the Xu Mansion.
Xu Ziling laid on the couch, looking extremely frail. She wore white pajamas and had a pale face with messy hair. In her dreams, she cried, “Brother Han, don’t go! Don’t go! Brother Han…”
Han Moze shot a glance at Liu Rushuang as though to say ‘this was all your doing’.
Liu Rushuang glared back. ‘I didn’t do it!’
XZLiu Rushuang’s eyes fluttered open and saw Han Moze, then immediately bolted out of bed to hug him. “Brother Han, I thought I wouldn’t ever see you again. Wahhh wahhh!! I was so afraid! So afraid that I would die! Wahhh wahhh!” She wailed.
Han Moze touched Ziling’s head. “Ziling, you’ve got a fever now. Hurry and get some bed rest. You mustn’t get cold.”
“Mhm, alright. I’ll listen to Brother Han.” Ziling was as heartwarming as a fawn. Both her eyes were red, as she weakly walked over to the bed. But after barely taking just one step, she fell into Han Moze’s arms.
Liu Rushuang turned her head to show that she couldn’t watch any longer. Why didn’t she fall onto the bed but forcefully fall backward? Liu Rushuang speechlessly twitched her lips.
Han Moze helped hold Ziling, then spoke in a gentle voice. “Ziling, I’ll help you over.”
“Ah, thank you Brother Han,” Ziling said with a soft smile. Her body swayed like a willow but was still beautifully elegant beyond compare.
Liu Rushuang secretly pursed the corner of her lips. Boy, could she act!