Substitute Bride Phoenix, The Tyrant’s Pampered Demon Empress

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"Boom!" Zi Ling fell to the ground with a palm, coughing up a few mouthfuls of blood.

Xu Ziling's eyes flashed slyly, and he slapped his left shoulder fiercely with his right hand running the inner breath, making the injury worse.

"Princess, what's the matter with you?" Princess Ziling's two maids immediately knelt in front of Xu Ziling and cried.

Han Moze went down to the Mingyue Palace and saw this scene. Liu Rushuang's pupils shot a cruel light, and Zi Ling fell on the ground and vomited blood, clutching his shoulders, his right hand was soaked with blood.

So he strode to the front, helped Zi Ling and shouted: "Come on! Pass the doctor!" At the same time, Liu Rushuang glared fiercely.

Liu Rushuang trembled all over by the cold eyes, and stood rigidly on the spot.

The imperial physician took a look at Xu Ziling’s injury and sighed: “Princess Ziling’s injuries are serious and he needs to rest for a month. The minister will definitely be optimistic about the illness of Princess Ziling, please rest assured.”

Han Moze said with a cold face, "I see, let's go down and prescribe medicine."

"Yes, the emperor."

Zi Ling paled her cheeks and reluctantly said: "Brother Han, this matter does not blame the Queen Empress. It is Zi Ling herself that she doesn't like her, that caused her to attack Zi Ling. Ooo, it's Zi Ling's fault."

Han Moze said coldly: "You don't need to beg for that woman, just stay here to heal your wounds, I will come to see you often."

Han Moze walked out after speaking.

Zi Ling smiled triumphantly. Now the empress should be severely punished by Brother Han, and it's hard to tell if she quit that bitch.

"Haha..." Zi Ling roared and sneered constantly.

Han Moze came to the Mingyue Palace and saw Liu Rushuang leisurely painting, and asked with anger and geology: "You hurt someone, so you don't need to ask a word, and you still want to paint?"

Liu Rushuang slowly put down the pen, raised his eyes to look directly at Han Moze, and said coldly: "If I said that Xu Ziling pushed me first, I just moved the hand, do you believe it? And I don't use much. With strength, Xu Ziling's injuries were caused by herself."

Han Moze's eyes moved slightly, and he didn't comment. He believed in Shuang'er in his heart, but he did not rule out that what Zi Ling said was true. After thinking about it, he said, "What evidence do you have to prove that Zi Ling is framing you, not Did you hurt her?"

Liu Rushuang frowned slightly. When she and Xu Ziling went out today, the maids were far away and could not hear their conversation, and the angle Xu Ziling pushed her was just undetected, meaning that no one saw Xu Ziling pushing. She raised her eyes to Han Moze and said, "There is no evidence, believe it or not."

Han Moze grabbed Liu Rushuang’s neck and said in a dark voice, “You chopped off the empress dowager’s legs and slashed like a flower. What can’t you do? You hate the relationship between Zi Ling and me like a brother and sister, so Did you hit her out of the palm? You are so cruel and ruthless!"

Liu Rushuang's mouth twitched, and said coldly: "Your imagination is too rich, I don't like you, how can I be jealous for you? Even if I'm ruthless, I won't do anything to a woman who just met, unless She hurt me first."

Han Moze only heard that sentence of dislike, and threw Liu Rushuang away fiercely.

"Boom! Cough!" Liu Rushuang fell on the ground and coughed, clutching his neck, this tyrant!

Han Moze said coldly: "From today you will stay in the temple and don't go anymore. Later I will ask someone to find a female vow, and fine you to copy it a thousand times." Then he walked out.