Furthermore, Luo Zhiheng used to have a habit of dressing in a very sleek style. Because she was good at chasing handsome men, her clothes were always neat and tailored, with clean lines in the hem and sleeves, perfect for running, jumping, and grabbing people, making it difficult for her to appear childish. This does match Luo Zhiheng's current style, but the flashy, overly red bags and the tacky floral patterns are really aesthetically tiring.
Luo Zhiheng did this for one purpose only: to confuse and mislead the enemy. The more naive they thought she was, the better; the clearer they saw her, the better, because that would allow her to perform at her best and achieve breakthroughs.
It is said that the participants in this first talent competition are all women of high status and talent. If she wants to gain a foothold or even win, it is impossible without some scheming.
She styled her hair in an even more flamboyant way, a hairstyle that matched Luo Zhiheng's previous image, and wore a head full of gold jewelry, looking like a nouveau riche showing off her wealth. Her face was painted so vividly, with who knows how much rouge and powder she applied, that her original features were almost unrecognizable. Her face was white and red, and her lips were as red as if she had just eaten a dead child. This self-destructive act was simply outrageous, with a visually stunning and horrific effect!
She's now the epitome of a slick, greasy, disgusting, naive, and showy infatuated woman! She has the power to instantly shatter any sense of aesthetics or visual perception. And with a devastating psychological impact!
"Tsk tsk, with this face and this image, I wonder how much effort it will save me? If I can scare my opponents out of their wits, how embarrassing would that be?" Luo Zhiheng felt a chill at the sight of her terrifying appearance, but the thought of the glorious scene of scaring everyone out of their wits made her equally delighted.
Luo Zhiheng looked at herself in the bronze mirror, quite satisfied. She clearly had no advantage in this competition; she knew her talents weren't particularly strong, and with so many thoughts of banditry, she'd almost forgotten what it meant to be a lady of a respectable family. Therefore, she needed to employ strategy in this crucial battle.
To create a strong visual impact and a stark contrast, she might still have a glimmer of hope. The worse her image, the lower her strength, and the weaker her fighting power beforehand, the more astonishing her subsequent outburst would be! She encouraged herself in the mirror, her gaze resolute.
In this battle, I will give it my all for myself, for Muyunhe, and for the future!
Luo Zhiheng came out full of confidence. Xiao Xizi was carrying a basin and walking out when he saw a big, red, shiny monster with a face like a dog's butt. Xiao Xizi screamed in fright, dropped the basin, spilled the water, turned pale, and stood there trembling.
Luo Zhiheng, with a wicked grin, reached out and patted Xiao Xizi's face, saying in a sinister tone, "The little guy is quite delicious-looking. How about he be my breakfast?"
"Ahhh! A ghost!" Xiao Xizi's scalp tingled, his eyebrows almost stood up, and he ran outside in a panic. He tripped over the threshold and scrambled and rolled along the steps until he finally rolled off the steps.
"Hahaha!" Luo Zhiheng laughed wildly, supporting her slender waist as she patted her face, which was covered in powder residue. Damn it, she had applied too much powder; she hoped it would all come off.
After she had laughed enough, she wanted to provoke Mu Yunhe as well, so she floated lightly towards the bedroom. When she reached the door, she said with a sinister smile, "I just ate a virgin boy, and there's another one here. Perfect for filling my stomach."
Mu Yunhe was about to put down his cup when he heard this and looked up. His pupils contracted, and his hand trembled, almost dropping the cup. But he was definitely a cunning man, more composed than Xiao Xizi. Suddenly, a monster appeared, and the voice sounded familiar. He naturally knew it was Luo Zhiheng. Without any hesitation, he said with a gloomy face, "Are you planning to go out like this and scare a bunch of people to death?"
Seeing that Mu Yunhe hadn't fallen for her trick, Luo Zhiheng wasn't bothered; Mu Yunhe was always calm and collected. She smiled and said, "Yes, little Hehe really knows me. How's my look? Does it outshine everyone else?"
Mu Yunhe's eyelids twitched, barely suppressing the urge to roll his eyes and roar, and he coldly said, "Yes. Just based on your outfit, you could crush a whole bunch of people. You'd better hurry up and go, I wish you a safe journey, singing all the way, and... a river of blood!"
Luo Zhiheng knew he was being sarcastic, but she also found his words amusing and couldn't help laughing. She turned around, looking as smug as a proud peacock, and elegantly touched her temple with her equally glittering and jeweled hand, walking out with captivating charm: "Just wait for my triumphant return!"
Once she finally stepped out the door, Mu Yunhe could no longer hold back and collapsed onto the bed, laughing hysterically with trembling shoulders.
Luo Zhiheng, you're ruthless! You're truly a killer without shedding blood!
First update! There will be more updates today. The climax is built up by the climax itself, and the climax is built up by the prelude. Hua Sha is still working hard, and this climax is not far away. Moreover, this climax will be continuous and magnificent. My darlings, give me some passion! Recommendations, comments, and monthly tickets, throw them at me! Group kisses!
119 I'll grant you a lucky kiss! Completely underestimated!
Updated: 2013-06-21 13:14:23 Word Count: 3392
"That's funny?" Luo Zhiheng's voice suddenly rang in his ears again, startling Mu Yunhe so much that he looked up abruptly. The smile lines on his face were still there, and the color on his flushed face made him even more handsome. Luo Zhiheng was taken aback.
"Why are you back again?" Caught chuckling, Mu Yunhe's expression turned cold.
Luo Zhiheng raised an eyebrow, amused. She had come back to retrieve her veil, but instead, she found this reserved man secretly laughing. She wondered if he had ever laughed like this before. He had a rather handsome laugh, which inexplicably made her feel itchy inside, wishing she could smear some on his face, which was flushed from laughing.
"What are you looking at?" Mu Yunhe asked, his voice even colder, feeling uncomfortable under her gaze.
Luo Zhiheng's eyes sparkled, and she suddenly smiled and leaned closer to him, saying in a coquettish tone, "I'm going to participate in the competition today, aren't you going to give me anything? Shouldn't you give me some blessings or something to wish me good luck?"
Mu Yunhe thought that her greedy nature had been exposed again, so he sneered, "The keys to the storeroom are all with you. What benefits do you want from me? Go and get whatever you want yourself."
Luo Zhiheng continued to act coquettishly, and took advantage of Mu Yunhe's smaller strength to forcefully pull and shake his arm: "No, what I want can only be given by you. It is said that before doing something important, the encouragement and blessing of the most important person in your life is very important. And the most important person in my life right now is you. If you give it to me personally, I will definitely get good luck."
Mu Yunhe looked up, and for some reason, he felt a surge of joy at her words about being the most important person to him. He controlled the corners of his mouth from turning up and asked casually, "Oh? What do you want?"
Luo Zhiheng smiled so broadly that her eyes disappeared, and brought her face close, pointing to her cheek as she said, "Give me a kiss, a kiss of good luck."
Mu Yunhe's ears burned. Although he was already familiar with Luo Zhiheng's boldness, he was still taken aback by her words. He frowned and said, "What nonsense are you spouting! How can a girl dare to do anything..."
"Just kiss me, kiss me, and I'll go to the competition with your kiss on my lips, just like we're together. That way, the two of us together will definitely win." She was always so optimistic, though at this moment her optimism stemmed from wanting a kiss. Heaven knows why she suddenly found Mu Yunhe's lips so sexy and beautiful?
Mu Yunhe glared disdainfully at her face, which was whiter than white flour and redder than red bean curd, and resolutely said, "This king will not!"
"Are you going to kiss me or not? If you dare not kiss me, you'd better watch out tonight..." Luo Zhiheng suddenly threatened fiercely, her face full of smugness.
Mu Yunhe was caught in a dilemma, not wanting to lose face, yet also not wanting to disobey Luo Zhiheng. Kissing her cheek was fine normally, but today he absolutely couldn't. He raised an eyebrow indifferently, grabbed Luo Zhiheng's relatively clean but adorned hand with jewelry, slowly lowered his head, and placed a light, almost negligible kiss on the back of her hand, so brief yet real.
The kiss made Luo Zhiheng feel as if the jewels on her hands had lost their luster, and the skin on the back of her hands was numb. She felt a little uncomfortable, but her smile only grew stronger.
Mu Yunhe released her hand and said casually, "Consider it a favor from me. Well, good luck."
Luo Zhiheng continued teasingly, in a good mood, "Then when I return in triumph, you have to reward me too, and the kiss must be on my face."
Mu Yunhe glared, but the wet nurse outside the door was already urging him. Luo Zhiheng could no longer tease him. She hurriedly put on the fiery red veil, then bent down and gently touched Mu Yunhe's face, saying softly, "I'll have Qiwan protect you by your side. Wait for me to come back."
Mu Yunhe felt his body start to burn again, that feeling returned. He wanted to refute it, but Luo Zhiheng's words were too gentle and beautiful, so much so that even after Luo Zhiheng left, he was still lost in thought. His hand touched his cheek, which still had the warmth and touch of Luo Zhiheng, and a smile unconsciously appeared on Mu Yunhe's face.
It's so cold outside. I'm waiting for you to return, refreshed and fragrant! 15461515
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Luo Zhiheng appeared before the people of the Prince's mansion in a flamboyant outfit, but the veil covering her face greatly reduced the impact of her striking attire. Nevertheless, she still attracted a considerable number of admiring glances. Her wet nurse, Zhang Mama, followed closely by her side. Amidst the unanimous disapproval and even mocking gazes of everyone in the mansion, Luo Zhiheng walked with her head held high to the main gate of the mansion.
The princess and Consort Li were already waiting there with a group of beautifully dressed women.
Luo Zhiheng walked straight to the princess and bowed to greet her. The princess's eyes were filled with deep worry and sorrow, but she still managed a forced smile: "Get up quickly, today is your big day. Although the preliminary selection questions will not be too difficult, you still need to be careful. If it is too difficult and you cannot handle it, it doesn't matter, just come back quickly."
"Ha! Your Highness speaks too tactfully. You need to be more direct so our little princess can understand." Consort Li's voice was neither mocking nor discouraging, but her words were still unpleasant: "Little princess, Your Highness is afraid that you won't even pass the preliminary selection, and that you will be too heartbroken to accept it. So I'm asking you to come back quickly after you fail to be selected."
That jinx actually cursed her to lose the election!
Luo Zhiheng raised an eyebrow and glared at her. A few turtle paintings hadn't calmed Consort Li down, had they? Then she really wouldn't mind sending a few more to provoke Consort Li.
"I believe Heng'er is destined for good fortune. Heng'er is the little lucky star of the Luo family and also the little lucky star of our royal residence. She is a blessed child, so naturally she will turn bad luck into good luck no matter what happens." The princess's words sounded like she was putting down Consort Li, but wasn't she also comforting herself?
She was also afraid that Luo Zhiheng would be petty and unable to get over it after losing the election. In fact, everyone could see that with Luo Zhiheng's uneducated and incompetent nature, she had no real skills and it was impossible for her to win. Passing the preliminary round would be even more difficult.
It could be said that everyone in the Prince's mansion was experiencing a kind of schadenfreude, not exactly pessimism. They were all waiting for Luo Zhiheng to make a fool of herself and return in disgrace. At that time, Luo Zhiheng's status in the mansion would inevitably plummet, and she might never be able to hold her head up again. Even the Princess Consort would surely be implicated by Luo Zhiheng in the future.
Even knowing the outcome, the princess was still willing to smile and offer blessings and comfort to Luo Zhiheng, which warmed Luo Zhiheng's heart.
"Mother, rest assured, Heng'er will definitely not let you down." She'd do anything, even risk her life, to earn a title. Then she'd see if these women still had the right to mock her and her mother-in-law. 12.
Amidst the women's sour and sarcastic remarks, Luo Zhiheng calmly waited for her to be picked up. Soon, a magnificent carriage pulled by a tall, brown horse slowly approached. The carriage looked to be easily spacious enough to seat at least four people. The driver jumped down from the carriage, opened the curtain, and inside appeared Madam Wang, who had delivered the invitation that day.
"Have you kept Miss Luo waiting? It's my fault. I'm here to guide you in the competition." The First Talent Competition is indeed very comprehensive. After speaking, Madam Wang looked at the Princess beside Luo Zhiheng and nodded slightly.
Seeing that the Princess Consort responded with a smile, Luo Zhiheng knew that the two must know each other. That made sense; both Consort Li and the Princess Consort had participated in the competition, so it was normal for them to know people from the tournament.
Amidst the envious, jealous, and mocking gazes of the crowd, Luo Zhiheng boarded the carriage. As the carriage slowly departed, the women at the entrance of the Prince's mansion erupted in a frenzy, all trying to curry favor with Consort Li, praising her: "Your Highness has allowed us to go and see her too, so we can cheer on Your Highness's young lady!"
"That's right. With the young lady from the Empress's family participating in this competition, she's bound to be a contender for the championship. Let's all have a chance to witness the emergence of the talent champion."
"That's right. Those who have the ability should naturally be respected and liked, while those who don't have the ability still think about showing off. They really don't know what shame is."
The women were clearly belittling Luo Zhiheng and elevating Consort Li's niece, right in front of the Princess. The Princess, however, seemed oblivious, and, supported by Mama Hu, returned to the palace. Given her status, she could easily have gone to watch Luo Zhiheng's competition without Consort Li's involvement. But she also had her pride; she could accept Luo Zhiheng's defeat, but she couldn't bear to witness Luo Zhiheng's failure and be ridiculed for overestimating her abilities.
"Isn't Your Highness going to take a look? To cheer on your good daughter-in-law? Your daughter-in-law is so confident, shouting that she will win the championship." Consort Li didn't let the princess off the hook, and said sarcastically.
"Everyone has their own destiny, and only Heaven knows whether they will win or lose; it's not up to us to decide," the princess said calmly, walking away without looking back.
Consort Li glared venomously at her retreating figure, and sneered, "Let's go, let's go see. I want to see how this lucky Luo Zhiheng 'wins the game'!"
The group boarded the carriage and followed Luo Zhiheng. Inside the carriage, Madam Wang explained the competition schedule to Luo Zhiheng again. Soon, the carriage arrived at the competition venue, the Royal Hunting Grounds!
Before even stepping out of the carriage, Luo Zhiheng could hear the deafening sounds of gongs and drums and the bustling crowd outside; the lively scene was easy to imagine.
Madam Wang got out of the carriage first, followed closely by Luo Zhiheng. Just as she straightened up in the carriage, a gust of cold wind swept in her face, and a black shadow flew wildly towards her, heading straight for her face!
For a split second, Luo Zhiheng was stunned. The thing was already inches away, accompanied by a foul stench. She was already suffocating even before it hit her. Madam Wang exclaimed, "Watch out!"
Second update! More tomorrow, everyone! Don't worry, I need to write this competition carefully. The competition is just a preliminary round followed by three rounds of actual matches—it'll go by quickly! Looking forward to Aheng's brilliant achievements in the competition, haha! Still asking for recommendations, comments, and monthly tickets—these are all my motivation! Love you all! Also, please vote for me in that voting event! Haha, participation is key!
120 Luo Zhiheng's glorious past! The scene is out of control!
Updated: 2013-06-22 15:10:11 Word Count: 4583
Be careful!
Luo Zhiheng almost brushed past the UFO! It appeared so suddenly that Luo Zhiheng was completely stunned for a moment. But who was Luo Zhiheng? A female bandit! Robberies are dangerous; a slight lack of agility and reaction time could easily cost her her life. How could she possibly survive to enjoy the stolen treasures?
She twisted her stiff body slightly at an extremely subtle angle, but still felt a burning pain on her cheek, because the thing had almost grazed Luo Zhiheng's cheek. She dodged a large area of the attack, but not completely avoided it.
Her face wasn't disfigured, but it was definitely red and swollen!
There's something fishy about that thing that just flew over!
Luo Zhiheng's sharp eyes narrowed instantly. Her hand moved much faster than her body, swiftly and ruthlessly grabbing the unidentified flying object. She couldn't let the evidence be lost! But the weight of the object in her hand made Luo Zhiheng's heart sink!
These actions happened in an instant, and no one even noticed Luo Zhiheng's chain reaction. When Luo Zhiheng was standing safely on the car, still holding that thing in her hand, many people had already noticed her. Of course, many people also came to their senses and whispered among themselves, saying that this person was really lucky to have dodged the attack.
"Miss Luo! Are you alright?" Madam Wang was also surprised and uncertain, and hurried over.
Luo Zhiheng gritted her teeth, suppressing her anger. "Damn it! Something's wrong! Something really bad! You try getting hit in the cheek by something heavy!" Her sharp gaze swept over the onlookers, then quickly followed the direction from which the object had come. She saw a man in white clothes frantically backing away.
A bunch of bastards! She just came out and they already want to ruin her chances? Dream on!
Luo Zhiheng's strategy was to make people think she was ignorant, uneducated, incompetent, and ambitious—the kind of person no one would take seriously, effectively lulling them into a false sense of security. And now, this 'terrorist attack' incident gave Luo Zhiheng an opportunity to express this very aspect of her personality.
Of course, she wanted to be arrogant and domineering, and make a big fuss about this, the bigger the better!
"You! The one in white who looks like a ghost! You think you can run away? Stop right there!" Luo Zhiheng shouted, pointing her golden finger at the man in white.
The sun was shining brightly, and for a moment everyone was blinded by golden light, almost unable to open their eyes. Everyone was curious about whose daughter was participating in the competition. Although she was unlucky enough to almost be hit, her voice was quite pleasant.
The man in white did indeed stop, but he didn't turn around. In that instant, everyone looked at him.
Luo Zhiheng roared in a barely concealed rage, "You come here! How dare you attack me with a stinky shoe? Do you know who I am?!"