It’s a Trap!

Liu Rushuang stood still amidst the vastness of the Dark Moon Palace. After a long while, she glanced at her swollen belly, took a deep breath as she conceded, and headed to the back of the palace.

Whatever. She would listen to the tyrant for the sake of the children.

Soon, many handmaidens arrived with clothing, jewelry, and other items.

Liu Rushuang started washing up, and soon over two hours had passed.

After that, she lay on the bench of the Dark Moon Palace to read a book. Staying here was not really different from the Fallen Phoenix Palace, aside from being a little spacious.

When she was about to have lunch, Han Moze entered punctually. He was finally able to get the memorials in his head today, though he was only halfway done even now—being emperor was hard!

Nonetheless, she snorted distinctly when she saw him, and picked up her chopsticks to start eating.