Substitute Bride Phoenix, The Tyrant’s Pampered Demon Empress

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Han Moze gratefully said, "Shuang'er, thank you."

Liu Rushuang said stiffly and uncomfortably, "No...no thanks."

Is she going to serve this tyrant like this in the next month?

It's really not ashamed or embarrassed!

But thinking that this tyrant was about to leave this world, Liu Rushuang sighed with some heartache.

Anyway, it was because she was injured. If she didn't take care of it, she would be sad!

Han Moze hooked his mouth lightly, closed his eyes and let Liu Rushuang scrub.

After Liu Rushuang scrubbed Han Moze, he put on clothes again.

Han Moze put his arm on Liu Rushuang's shoulder, and said in a hoarse voice: "Take me to the front hall, I want to deal with the memorial."

Liu Rushuang couldn't help being moved.

There is only one month left in my life, don’t forget to review the memorial!

What a good emperor!

Replied: "Good."

Liu Rushuang helped Han Moze to the desk in the front hall.

After Han Moze sat down, he began to review the memorials, coughing a few times from time to time, and his face was as pale as paper.

The pen that was raised was dangling, and the writing was just like a bug!

Liu Rushuang couldn't stand it anymore, and felt a pain in his heart. He walked forward and said softly: "The emperor, if you don't mind, let me write it for you. If you say something, I will write a sentence."

Han Moze stopped writing, covered his mouth and coughed twice, frowning and said, "It's fine."

Liu Rushuang found through reviewing memorials that Han Moze was really a good emperor.

No matter which memorial memorial has given me a solution carefully, it is not sloppy, and there is no rebuttal.

Although Han Moze was cruel and contemptible, he was definitely not a foolish monarch.

Such a martial arts first in the world, knows how to treat drugs, can paint, play the flute, pull hair... and a handsome and invincible man who is about to pass away in a month. Liu Rushuang felt it was a pity, it was a pity.

After an hour, the memorial was finally processed.

Han Moze said weakly, "Ahem... Help me to the bed."

Liu Rushuang sniffed secretly, feeling sad for the end of Mingjun.

Then he carefully supported Han Moze to the big bed in the apse.

Liu Rushuang poured another glass of water for Han Moze.

Seeing Han Moze lying down ready to sleep, he turned around and planned to leave.

"Cough cough cough cough...cold, cold..." Suddenly, a very painful cough came, and Han Moze's voice was as weak as a mosquito and said cold.

If the ordinary maid must not understand what Han Moze said.

But Liu Rushuang understood!

So he turned around in a panic and saw Han Moze's face very pale, weak and painful.

My heart was struck by something!

Turning around, immediately took out two or three quilts from the cabinet and put them on Han Moze's body!

"Cough cough cough...cold..." Han Moze hugged his body tightly, lying tremblingly under the quilt, like a weak baby, extremely affectionate.

Liu Rushuang gritted his teeth fiercely, went to bed, leaned back against Han Moze and fell asleep, running his inner breath to make the bed warm.

Han Moze stopped coughing immediately, turned his lower body and hugged Liu Rushuang tightly in his arms, and fell asleep.

Liu Rushuang took a deep breath, suppressed the inexplicable sadness in his heart, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Han Moze breathed Liu Rushuang's pure breath, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Almost an hour later, Liu Rushuang opened her beautiful eyes, and it was time for dinner.

So he turned his head and planned to wake up Han Moze.

But seeing Han Moze seem to be sleeping comfortably, he lay back after thinking about it.

Inexplicably sore and painful.

This tyrant is not so uncomfortable only when he is sleeping.