Han Moze walked into the Dark Moon Palace and tried to coax her by saying, "Shuang'er, I'll write divorce papers for Consort Wei and Ning and send them away. That way, you won't be falsely set up by these consorts ever again."
Now that Liu Rushuang was calm, she replied in a clear and limpid voice. "Whatever. That's your business. I don't care the slightest."
The ominous look in Han Moze's eyes lit up. "You're truly a thankless wretch who can't be tamed," he smirked coldly.
Liu Rushuang turned her heels and gazed directly at Han Moze. "It's because you're heartless to begin with. You don't know how to love a person," she replied with an icy smile.
The glint in Han Moze's eyes looked deep and serious. Slowly, he walked towards Liu Rushuang and coldly smiled. "Then, how should I love a person?"
"And so what if I taught you? You'll just go back to how you were," Liu Rushuang scoffed coldly.
