Chapter 34: My Empress
Substitute Bride Phoenix, The Tyrant's Pampered Demon Empress
Translator: Paperplane
Liu Rushuang smirked at the sound of everyoneâs uproar. In actuality, she could do everything. The only thing was, just how well could she perform? That, was what determined whether she was eligible to sit in her seat at all.
Liu Rushuang looked at the brush, ink, and paper on the table and walked over to them. She picked up the brush and started to freestyle.
Han Moze stood in the front with astonishment in his eyes when he saw her raise the brush and carefully pinch it. Liu Rushuang acted as though there was no one around her and took a deep breath. Her calligraphy skills did not fall too far behind from his own!
Today, his emotions were all over the place; not just once or twice for this woman. It seemed like the fortitude that he trained for so many years wasnât useful against this woman.
After a short while, Liu Rushuang finished her piece and two eunuchs raised the scroll up high for everyone to see.
A literary official loudly recited, âAll the fame in the world yet one hasnât a household to enter. All the words in the world yet one hasnât a way out to speak of.â
âThese words are graceful, bold, and powerful. Beautiful! Beautiful!â
âThe Liu familyâs Third Young Missâ life really resembles this rhyming couplet. Itâs true that she doesnât have a household, nor a way out. Sheâs famous for being a fool. Now that you think about, sheâs been mistreated.â
âI remember she was just four years old when she participated in the Capitalâs young girlâs competition. She was so young, so it was normal for her not to know words.â
âYes! Yes! The Liu familyâs Third Young Missâ calligraphy and her rhyming couplet do not fall far behind the Second Young Miss of the family!â
âA woman actually writes better than I can? Iâm so ashamed!â
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Liu Rushuangâs reputation of being stupid was no more. She was now famous all over the Capital for having defeated the princesses and the noble daughters of state officials.
The passionate glow in Han Mozeâs eyes were like wine. He must have this woman.
He turned around and stared at the extremely edgy Ouyang Xiu.
âEmperor of Nanli, now you can give consent to my marriage to Princess Changping, correct?â He exclaimed flatly.
Ouyang Xiu snapped back to his senses, then coughed softly with an uncomfortable look on his face.
He really wasnât willing to make that promise!
But nothing could be said about Liu Rushuangâs talent and she wasnât a fool, so what could he do?
Minister Liu easily guessed what Ouyang Xiu was thinking. Otherwise, he wouldnât be such a high ranking official. So, he raised his brows in disagreement and said, âEmperor of Beiming, the mother of my third daughter is actually only a lowly songstress. It would be truly inappropriate to take her as your wife.â
âIf it were me, I definitely wonât marry her!â
âYes. Her upbringing canât compare to that of a princess. If Iâm to marry, Iâd absolutely marry a princess!â
âNo matter how talented she may be, sheâll still be looked down upon for her family background!â
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Liu Rushuangâs eyes turned stern and cold, as she clenched her fists.
Han Moze felt the permeating murderous aura from the woman beside him, and slightly squinted his narrow eyes.
Then, he turned around towards the state officials who were complaining earlier, and gently flicked his fingers a few times. Those people who called Liu Rushuang lowly, vomited blood and fell to the floor.
The people in the great hall looked at those who collapsed beside them with pale faces and an uncontrollable tremble.
As expected, the Emperor of Beiming was a tyrant!
A chilling, bloodthirsty, and murderous aura gathered within Han Mozeâs gaze. âWhy would the Empress of Beiming tolerate others calling her lowly?â He asked with a chilling voice.
The people of Beiming immediately knew what Han Moze meant. This was affirmation that he was definitely going to marry Princess Changping!
So then, they all walked up to the center of the hall, kneeled and exclaimed, âGreetings your majesty. Long live the Empress.â
Liu Rushuang glanced at Han Moze, as she felt a strange feeling in her heart.
âY-you... how could you a-attack... Nanli officials in public?â Asked Ouyang Xiu with a trembling voice. This tyrant!
The Empressâ face instantly turned a deathly grey and immediately shrieked. âGuards, hurry!â
In an instant a large group of guards rushed in.
A fierce current washed into Han Mozeâs eyes, as he coldly cried, âEmperor of Nanli, I hope that you deliver Princess Changping to her bridal sedan on-time tomorrow. Otherwise, Beiming will crush your kingdom!â
Then, he turned around and spoke with a flat and rather cold tone of voice. âLetâs go!â
With impressive fury, people of Beiming walked out now of the great hall.
The angry Nanli people trembled in anger all over!