Substitute Bride Phoenix, The Tyrant's Pampered Demon Empress Chapter 288 - Blood Feast In Danger

Chapter 288: Blood Feast In Danger

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Liu Rushuang immediately turned her head to find Han Moze stride over. He wore a black suit of armor and a delighted smile upon his chiseled face.

“Big brother!” cried Little White Flower and Le Zhengyu in joy.

Lin Ye, Mo Ye, and Mei Ye looked tense, as they cupped their fists. “Greetings Your Majesty!”

“Rise! No need for formalities!” Said Han Moze in a deep voice.

Liu Rushuang noticed the anxious looks on their faces and smiled, “You may all leave.”

“Yes, milady.” The three clan masters immediately walked out. When the emperor glanced at them, he spotted the killer glint in their eyes. Their glances were too piercing!

“Ah, Big sister. I’ll come visit you again in a while,” she said with a bright smile. Then, as she left, she grabbed the spider on Liu Rushuang’s shoulder.

Only Han Moze and Liu Rushuang were left in the room.

Han Moze observed the silver suit of armour on Liu Rushuang, and her unusually beautiful and fair facial features. Then, he immediately walked over, pulled her into a tight embrace, and kissed her.

All his longing feelings for her were said with that kiss.

Liu Rushuang hugged Han Moze back with a happy smile upon her face.

In the evening, the lights in Yulan City manor shone brightly. In the s.p.a.cious courtyard, a celebratory banquet was held.

Han Moze and Liu Rushuang were seated at the top.

There were several rows of seated guests on the left and right of them.

There was also a spread of aromatic, quality wine and meat on the table.

After everyone paid their formal respects, Han Moze made an announcement. “Let me first raise my cup to you all. Thank you everyone for helping me defeat the enemy!”

They all raised their cups towards the seat of honor and downed their wine.

Lan Yan, who wore an all-white outfit, got up, smiled, and spoke with a clear voice. “I, Lan Yan, the mayor of Yulan City congratulates Your Majesty the emperor on your victorious return. I wish you an eternal reign and unfailing power!”

Liu Rushuang and Han Moze looked over at Lan Yan, then raised his wine and downed it.

After they all said their congratulations, Lan Yan clapped his hands. Then, the sound of traditional music played and dancing commenced in joyous prosperity.

After two or three hours into the banquet, Han Moze led Liu Rushuang back to the room.

“Your Majesty the empress, a person named Ming Ye requests your audience!” reported Wuxin who stood outside the gates.

Liu Rushuang had only just stepped into the room, when her eyes suddenly shot wide open. Why was clan master Ming Ye looking for her? Could it be that something happened to Blood Feast?

“Invite Ming Ye in!” She immediately cried loudly.

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Soon enough, Ming Ye stepped into the room. His hair was combed into center parting and a simple yet slightly messy bun. His sharp jaw looked clearly gentle and had several unhealed wounds. Unlike his usually calm and stable composure, he looked really worried.

Liu Rushuang felt something awful had happened and immediately asked, “Great clan master, did something happen?”

Ming Ye tightly creased his sword-like brows and looked at Liu Rushuang with sadness. “Milady, I have terrible news! The Blood Feast headquarters and many other areas were attacked by monsters. The elders and many of our a.s.sa.s.sins have been held captive!”

Liu Rushuang’s hands quickly clenched tightly, then gritted her teeth and spoke with fury in her voice. “Do you know who the attackers are?”

Ming Ye shook his head. “They weren’t even human! They were a group of extremely frightening-looking monsters! Those monsters were covered in long hair and had two horns on their heads. They had animal-like heads but human bodies! Their eyes were red!”

Liu Rushuang was left astonished. “Could they be the army of demonic beasts?”

“Milady, what’s the army of demonic beasts?” Asked Ming Ye with furrowed brows.

At that very moment, Han Moze’s sharp brows were also tightly furrowed.

“Yes. Shuang’er, what’s the army of demonic beasts?”