Ruhua kneeled and sobbed. "Your Majesty, I beg you. I really and truly miss you!"
Han Moze wanted to violently fly kick Ruhua, when Liu Rushuang stepped out of the Dark Moon Palace and smiled.
"Your Majesty, I'm a little lonely. How about you let Ruhua in for a chat?"
Next strategy—seduction!
One of these days, she was going to escape the imperial palace!
Han Moze walked up to Liu Rushuang and smiled wickedly. "Do I not satisfy my beloved empress? Do I make my beloved empress feel so lonely? It looks like I'll have to love you even more!"
Liu Rushuang suddenly looked embarrassed.
Could this tyrant not always sound so filthy?
She glared coldly at Han Moze.
"Well, will you allow it or not?"
"Of course I allow it. How could I bear to reject my beloved empress's request?" Han Moze looked at Liu Rushuang with his eyes filled with love.
What was this little demon empress playing at?
