บท 543: The Tyrant Hunting For His Wife

Meanwhile, Han Moze was sitting cross-legged in a hot spring, freezing everything around him while he closed his eyes to rest his spirit.

At the same time, Lian Jiuhua had just arrived at the palace for a look, after hearing that Han Moze had thrown a tantrum during morning court.

Nonetheless, a gust of frosty wind streamed out of the June Palace once the doors were opened. Lian Jiuhua quickly clutched his arm and tried to leave, wanting nothing more than to leave… but paused for a moment before entering regardless.

It got colder the further he entered, with his hair and brows frosted by the time he reached the hot spring. His lips had turned pale while he shook all over, he asked while shuddering, "Kid, a-are you alright?"

Han Moze abruptly opened his eyes with a piercing glare. The ice shattered into tiny shards as he stood up, turned to look at Lian Jiuhua and smiled mirthlessly, "Come, we're going drinking!"