Substitute Bride Phoenix, The Tyrant's Pampered Demon Empress
Chapter 262: Another Unforseen Accident

Chapter 262: Another Unforseen Accident

Liu Rushuang bid Nangong Ba farewell and was about to rush over to the capital, when all of a sudden, she came across dozens of shadow guards en route.

Liu Rushuang’s eyes instantly shot wide open, as she asked with confusion painted all over her face, “Why have you all also come to White Cloud City? Aren’t you meant to go to the capital?”

“Madam, we’ve some terrible news! The young master suddenly fainted on the road! He’s not breathing at all right now!” Wuxin exclaimed who looked extremely distraught.

Liu Rushuang’s entire body suddenly shuddered. “Hurry! Tell me where’s Ze right now?”

Wuxin’s face looked slightly crumpled, as he spoke in a pained voice. “The young master’s at the Drunken Cloud Pavilion right now!”

Liu Rushuang immediately rushed to the Drunken Cloud Pavilion.

Ze, please be alright!

Bang!

Liu Rushuang suddenly barged into a deluxe room of the Drunken Cloud Pavilion. When she saw his face drained of blood, her entire body started trembling intensely.

In this lifetime, they had gone through so many difficulties to be together. You mustn’t die! Ze!

All of a sudden, a quiet voice drifted in the air. “Shuang’er, I want to say a few words with you alone.”

Liu Rushuang’s eyes widened once again. Ze had spoken to her!

“Yes! I’ll ask them all to leave,” she immediately replied.

Then, she turned around and ordered the dozens of shadow guards and assassins out.

“All of you, out!”

“Yes madam!” The shadow guards looked extremely distraught.

As tears ran down her face, Liu Rushuang stretched her hand out to stroke Han Moze’s cold face which had no warmth. “Ze, you can speak now. What’s your last wish? I’ll help you make it happen.”

Han Moze grinned fiercely. Although he was already dead, that didn’t mean he couldn’t be resurrected. Then, he stepped out from the shadows and stood behind Liu Rushuang. “Shuang’er, turn around,” he said in a soft voice.

Liu Rushuang’s ear twitched. Why was Ze speaking to her from behind?

She immediately turned around to see what was behind her and caught sight of a white silhouette of Han Moze.

Then, she quickly walked right up to Han Moze to touch him, but no matter how she tried, she couldn’t touch him.

“Ze, you’ve really died! Why did you die first? You left me all alone to live the life of a widow!” She couldn’t help but cry again.

Han Moze stood in front of Liu Rushuang and pulled a faint smile. “Shuang’er, only you can save me now.”

Liu Rushuang’s nose twitched as she sniffled. “Hurry! Tell me! How can I resurrect you? And how did you end up like this?”

Han Moze reached his hand out to wipe Liu Rushuang’s tears, but realized that it was simply futile so he put his hand down. “Whilst I was heading back, I came across Le Zhengyu. He painted a blood curse in the air and after I went through it, my soul left my body. After that, I chased after Le Zhengyu but I then found out he went to the underworld. Shuang’er, go to the underworld, replace Le Zhengyu and perhaps I can be saved,” he said in a flat voice.

Liu Rushuang blinked her tearful eyes and sniffled. “I’ll go. I’ll go now. Ghosts are born in the underworld. The rumors say that ghosts have control over a human’s life or death. I must replace Le Zhengyu and resurrect you.”

Han Moze raised his hand and stroked Liu Rushuang’s hair. “I’ll go with you,” he said softly.

Liu Rushuang sniffled, then raised her hand to stroke Han Moze’s incredibly handsome face and smiled. “Let’s go together now.”

Han Moze furrowed his sharp brows. “According to what you said last time, a demon captured Le Zhengyu, so I suspect demon masters can control ghosts,” he said with a flat voice.

The look on Liu Rushuang’s face turned slightly more ominous. “That must be it, but I don’t want him to get his way. Ze, you must live!”

Han Moze stroked Liu Rushuang’s face.