Substitute Bride Phoenix, The Tyrant's Pampered Demon Empress

Translator: Paperplane

“Young Miss… I’m too busy to tend to this. F-f-find someone else,” cried a servant boy with a trembling voice, as looked at Qing’Er with a completely shocked look on his face. Flustered, he grabbed a rag and then started frantically wiping everywhere.

Qing’Er stared at him in fixation with burning anxiety in her heart.

With both hands upon her hips, she angrily exclaimed, “Do you know who’s upstairs?”

“Young Miss, it doesn’t matter who it is, I’m currently really busy and cannot step away. I beg you let me go!” Begged the servant boy.

He hung his head in guilt, then enthusiastically wiped the clean table.

Qing’Er summoned her strength and suddenly viciously kicked the servant boy. “Coward!” She yelled.

“Ahhh! Young Miss, your kick hurt!” Bawled the servant boy, as he hugged his leg with both hands.

Qing’Er shot him an angry look, then spun around to leave.

None of them will help her, so all she could do was carry the water on her own.

“Miss, perhaps I can help you?” Offered Han Moxi with a smile, as he leaned up against a nearby stone pillar.

He followed this maid since she left the room and saw her get rejected after asking several people for help.

This was a great opportunity to be able to go into that room and see what on earth could possibly be so scary.

Qing’Er suddenly squinted and scanned the man blocking her path.

He had a clean and fair complexion, a sharp jawline, a pair of slender amorous eyes beneath his cutting brows, a straight nose bridge, and moderately pink thick lips.

A bad person! That was Qing’Er’s first impression of Han Moxi.

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Then, she blinked softly and said with a clear voice, “Can you lift?”

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Han Moxi stared at the little maid in front of him with big eyes, a button nose, and small lips. Then, he raised his brows, rolled up his sleeves and exposed his biceps.

“Miss, are you satisfied now?” He chuckled.

Qing’Er hurriedly covered her eyes with her hands, spun around and hastily blurted, “Follow me!”

Han Moxi saw the red tint of Qing’Er’s cheeks, pulled his sleeves back down and laughed.

“You may relax now, Miss. I definitely won’t do a worse job than those servant boys.”

Qing’Er walked faster and crumpled her face.

‘How could she be so stupid to agree so easily? What if this person had evil intentions?’ She wailed inside. Could she go back on her words now?!

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Forget it. If this person dares step out of line, she’ll definitely fight him with everything’s she got!

Han Moxi caught up with Qing’Er. When he noticed the scrunched up expression on her face, he couldn’t help but laugh. “Miss, why is your face all crumpled up?”

Qing’Er twitched the corner of her mouth for a second, then stared at the blinking Han Moxi with a face full of distrust. “Why do you want to help me?”

Han Moxi’s eyes shifted, as he looked at Qing’Er with a sincere look on his face. “Miss, do I look like someone who deceives people?”

Qing’Er looked at Han Moxi’s appearance and flatly said, “You can’t tell with swindlers.”

Han Moxi thought about it with sweat running down his face and laughed. “Miss, I’ll prove that I’m not a swindler with real actions.”

Qing’Er shot Han Moxi a glance. If this person is kind-hearted enough to help her, then would she not be wrongly accusing a good person?

When she thought about Liu Rushuang, all other thoughts slipped her mind. “Hurry! Let’s go!” She cried urgently.

“Miss, I wonder what kind of person in that room needs this water?” Asked Han Moxi with a face full of curiosity.

“So you’re concerned about the person inside?” Asked Qing’Er threateningly as she glared at Han Moxi.

“No, Miss. You’ve misunderstood. I was just a little curious,” retorted Han Moxi quickly.

Qing’Er stared at the sincere look on Han Moxi’s face and pointed at his nose.

“You best not have any ill thoughts. Otherwise, don’t blame me for treating you rudely.”

“Yes!” Replied Han Moxi repeatedly.