472 Death! Jealousy! (Supplement to yesterday's main chapter)
Updated: 2013-12-01 15:48:49 Word Count: 4407
Because the imposter Luo Ningshuang finally regained her memory, the emperor actually announced to the world that he would celebrate with the people and congratulate Luo Zhiheng together.
Luo Zhiheng sat by the window, gazing at the rippling pond outside, a sarcastic smile playing on her lips. She truly hadn't realized when she, Luo Zhiheng, had come to hold such an important place in the hearts of the Emperor and the entire nation. A nationwide celebration? Pshaw! Luo Ningshuang, you hypocritical woman, you must be very happy right now, right? But how could she possibly make you happy?
Luo Zhiheng summoned the demoness and gave her a letter to deliver. After that, she devoted herself to taking care of Luo Zhiwu.
Luo Ningshuang truly experienced the feeling of going from hell to heaven that day. Everyone fawned over her, and praise and respect were all hers. She was surrounded by people, and they were all obedient to her in front of others and behind her back. She seemed to have everything under control, and she could get whatever she wanted.
Unexpectedly, all she did was say that she had regained her memories and mention a few things Luo Zhiheng had done, and these people believed her without hesitation. Mu Yunhe even came to see her in person. And just now, Mu Yunhe's gaze was much gentler than before. Luo Ningshuang could see clearly that there was guilt in Mu Yunhe's eyes when he looked at her.
"What exactly is he feeling guilty about? Is it that he feels guilty for making me unconscious for three years?" Luo Ningshuang wondered.
"Young master, you've finally woken up! My heart is so full of joy!" The wet nurse cried tears of happiness, her emotions genuine and heartfelt.
But in Luo Ningshuang's eyes, that was hypocrisy and disgust. She loathed anything that was good to Luo Zhiheng! Even if the wet nurse was now one of her own, if the wet nurse's heart wasn't with her, she wouldn't treat her well! And that Qiwan—she couldn't use anyone who was truly loyal to Luo Zhiheng. One reason was revenge, and the other was fear of being exposed.
Luo Ningshuang feigned excitement, her eyes reddening, and personally helped the wet nurse up, saying, "Yes, I'm finally back. Wet nurse, you've worked so hard all these years."
Although her wet nurse took care of her diligently for three years while she was in a coma, Luo Ningshuang still felt no gratitude towards her. Instead, she felt that her wet nurse owed her and that it was only right.
The wet nurse, moved, said, "Young master, what are you saying? Isn't taking care of you what I should do? Think about it, you can be with the young prince again and he will never be lonely again. I don't know how happy I am. It would be such a wonderful sight to see you two together again."
Luo Ningshuang smiled, but she was also thinking of the times when Luo Zhiheng and Mu Yunhe were together, inseparable, and she was so angry that her teeth itched.
It doesn't matter. What once belonged to Luo Zhiheng now belongs to her.
"I dare not laugh again." "Madam, someone has brought a letter from outside, saying it's for you." The little maid respectfully handed over a letter.
Luo Ningshuang was puzzled as to why someone would send her a letter, so she opened it. She felt a wave of malevolence wash over her; the paper, as thin as a cicada's wing, seemed to carry the imposing aura of a thousand armies. She was so shocked by a single word on the paper that her expression changed drastically.
On the letter, a single large vermilion character stood out: Death!
That word was like a summons from hell, a medium that opened the gates of hell. When Luo Ningshuang saw that word, she had a strong feeling that she would definitely die and have nowhere to be buried.
Luo Ningshuang was so frightened that she backed away repeatedly. The light piece of paper seemed as heavy as Mount Tai, and she couldn't even hold it. As if she had seen a ghost, she threw the paper away and shouted angrily, trembling, "What the hell is this thing! Take it away!"
The wet nurse was also startled by the word, and then her face darkened as she scolded the maid, "Who gave this to you?"
"This servant doesn't know, it was delivered by someone from the front courtyard." The little maid was so frightened that she didn't dare to breathe.
The wet nurse picked up the letter and comforted Luo Ningshuang, saying, "Young master, don't be afraid. I will definitely protect you. This may just be someone's prank. I will investigate it soon."
Luo Ningshuang's face turned pale. After all, she had done something wrong, and the sudden appearance of that single word, like a vengeful ghost, immediately threw her into a panic. But then she realized that her previous behavior might arouse suspicion, since Luo Zhiheng was known for her audacity. With that thought in mind, Luo Ningshuang immediately put on a fearless act and angrily said, "Who dares to make such a joke? What a scoundrel! But I really didn't expect it just now, so I was startled. Please don't take offense, Nanny."
"How could that be? I understand," the wet nurse said without a doubt.
"Nanny, you should probably increase the number of people here. After all, I have indeed acted recklessly and foolishly in the past. I don't even know when I offended someone, so it's best to be careful. Nanny, you can stay with me here too. I've missed you so much since we last met," Luo Ningshuang said with a charming smile.
The wet nurse said with gratitude and excitement, "I'm awake, Miss. Don't worry, I will protect you well and never let you get hurt again. Even if I die, I will protect you."
All these years have passed, yet the wet nurse still cannot make up for her guilt towards Luo Zhiheng. If she had been able to protect the young lady back then, she wouldn't have suffered for so many years. How many beautiful years does a girl have in her life? From eighteen to twenty-one, the most beautiful time of a woman's life, Luo Zhiheng spent it ignorantly lying in bed. Every time the wet nurse thought of this, her heart ached.
"My wet nurse is so kind," Luo Ningshuang said with feigned cheerfulness. After giving a few instructions, the wet nurse hurriedly took the paper and left. Luo Ningshuang murmured, "I was originally planning to get rid of this wet nurse as soon as possible, but now it seems my safety is more important. I'll keep the wet nurse for a few days for now, and I'll keep that Seven Bowls too; we'll need it eventually. But I need to be even more careful. But who could it be? That character was filled with murderous intent, as if it contained a powerful hatred. Who would hate me so much?"
Luo Ningshuang thought of Luo Zhiheng, but when she remembered that Luo Zhiheng had died three years ago, she shook her head, controlling herself from letting her mind wander. She couldn't afford to lose her composure.
Next, Murong Qianxue and the others came to visit her one after another. Luo Ningshuang was both jealous of Luo Zhiheng's popularity and nervously dealing with them. Finally, she sent them all away, citing that she was already a little tired. But the next person to come surprised Luo Ningshuang.
Sun Yunjun actually came.
Three years have passed, time has flown by, Murong Qianxue has already married, but Sun Yunyun is still unmarried. Among women, she is considered an old maid, and people are talking about it and treating it as a joke. But Sun Yunyun still does whatever she wants, and even the Sun family can't control her.
The Sun family once forced Sun Yunyun to marry, and even set a wedding date for her to marry a promising young nobleman. However, on the day of her wedding, Sun Yunyun hanged herself, wearing her wedding dress, in her boudoir.
The matter couldn't be concealed at all. With so many guests present that day, the news spread quickly. As a result, Sun Yunyun not only didn't get married but also offended the groom's family. The groom, unafraid of the Sun family's influence, completely smeared Sun Yunyun's reputation. Sun Yunyun, however, remained unconcerned. When her family tried to expel her, she simply packed her belongings and left home, settling in a manor on the outskirts of the capital, never to set foot there again.
Why is Sun Yunyun here to see me now? Although Luo Ningshuang knows many things about Luo Zhiheng, there are many specific things she doesn't know. She is afraid of being exposed in front of Sun Yunyun, so she claims to be unwell and refuses to see Sun Yunyun.
Sun Yunyun, dressed in a gray long dress, could not hide her natural beauty. Standing in the general's mansion with her slender figure, she listened to the servant's reply and felt her heart turn to ice.
She waited for him for three years, and then she said she wouldn't marry him! She had said that no matter what happened in the future, she would wait for the day Luo Zhiheng was free. As long as Luo Zhiheng was still unconscious, she would never marry or leave this world. Even if she suffered scorn and misunderstanding, she was not afraid at all.
She waited for Luo Zhiheng with all her heart. Her feelings had long since transformed from a hazy infatuation into a steadfast devotion. It had become the most important hope in her life. If Luo Zhiheng were to die one day, she would follow him without hesitation. Her beloved man—she had waited until there was no turning back.
But when she woke up, she couldn't find her...
In that instant, Sun Yunyun felt as if her sky had fallen.
Yes, Luo Zhiheng has never admitted to liking him. Apart from a few joking remarks about liking him during the competition, Luo Zhiheng has never made any promises to him. Is it because of her persistent insistence that she puts pressure on him? Has she made him uncomfortable? Or is her feeling too strong, scaring Luo Zhiheng?
But no matter what, Luo Zhiheng woke up and regained his memories. Even if he didn't want to see her now, she was genuinely happy for him. As long as Luo Zhiheng was alive, she had the courage to live on.
Sun Yunyun arrived with a heart full of excitement, joy, and anticipation, but left with only loneliness and sorrow.
Luo Zhiheng had essentially told Luo Ningshuang she was going to die, but she didn't immediately deal with her. Luo Zhiwu's condition had worsened since the evening, and Luo Zhiheng was completely focused on her, neglecting even Mu Yunhe's arrival. 17904977
Mu Yunhe felt he could no longer tolerate Luo Zhiheng. It had been two days, and this woman had been staying by Luo Zhiwu's side, completely disregarding her reputation. What kind of status did she have to take care of Luo Zhiwu like this? People outside didn't even know the situation yet, but they were already gossiping about whether Luo Zhiwu and the female leader of the barbarians had some kind of ambiguous relationship. If this went on for a long time, even if there was no ambiguous relationship between them, they would probably still be accused of it.
Mu Yunhe was surprised to find that he couldn't stand hearing others talk about their relationship. He came here in a fit of anger and saw Luo Zhiheng gently wiping Luo Zhiwu's body.
Wipe your body!
"What are you doing?" Unexpected anger, unexpected glare, Mu Yunhe yanked Luo Zhiheng up and dragged her a great distance away from the bed.
Luo Zhiheng had been taking care of her tirelessly for two days, and the closer they got to the four-day deadline, the more frightened and anxious she became. The fear, worry, and exhaustion made her already frail body even weaker. Mu Yunhe's sudden movement almost caused her to fall.
"What are you trying to do?" Luo Zhiheng asked irritably. 17.
Mu Yunhe even forgot that he had no right to refute, and said sharply with his phoenix eyes, "A man and a woman alone in a room, even if Luo Zhiwu can't do anything right now, don't you care about the gossip outside? Do you know what they're saying about you? Do you have no shame at all?"
Luo Zhiheng was taken aback, then suddenly said with a half-smile, "Mu Yunhe, why are you reacting so strongly? I don't even care what they say about me, so why are you angry? Or are you jealous?"
Mu Yunhe was shocked by Luo Zhiheng's words, finding it utterly unbelievable that Luo Zhiheng would have such thoughts: "How could that be! Why would I be jealous or angry? Who do you think you are?"
"Who do you think I am?" Luo Zhiheng retorted quickly, her eyes blazing.
Mu Yunhe almost lost himself in Luo Zhiheng's gaze, but in an instant Luo Zhiheng giggled again: "If you're not angry or jealous, why are you reacting so strongly? I remember, I have nothing to do with you, right?"
Mu Yunhe's handsome face rarely showed a hint of exasperation: "You! You are utterly shameless!"
These were certainly many kind words, but Mu Yunhe said them, especially when he was so obviously jealous. Luo Zhiheng was in a good mood and didn't bother with him, acting lazy, indifferent, and like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water: "Say what you want, I will not abandon Luo Zhiwu. I will stay here to take care of him and protect him. I won't leave if he's not doing well! Let others say what they want, but if they dare to say it to my face, I'll destroy them!"
Mu Yunhe was so angry at Luo Zhiheng's stubbornness that his eyes turned red. For a moment, he really wanted to grab Luo Zhiheng and take her away, so that she wouldn't stay by Luo Zhiwu's side!
Just as the two were on the verge of exchanging blows, a discordant voice rang out, and Luo Ningshuang strode over: "Yun He, why didn't you bring me with you when you came to my house? What are you doing here?"
Luo Ningshuang had obviously followed Mu Yunhe secretly, but unexpectedly saw Luo Zhiheng, and immediately became very wary.
Luo Zhiheng's eyes flashed. She was just regretting that she didn't have time to deal with you, and you delivered yourself right to her doorstep. Well then, she wouldn't be polite.
Second update! This is to make up for yesterday's chapter. That's all for today. I'll keep working hard tomorrow. I need to work on the plot these next few days, so I need to put in extra effort. There are many shortcomings that I'll try to correct. I'll also consider and accept your suggestions, so please don't worry. Love you all! Still asking for recommendation votes, comments, and monthly tickets! Group kisses!
473 Ironic! They've shot themselves in the foot!
Updated: 2013-12-02 16:48:11 Word Count: 8101
Luo Zhiheng remained calm and excited in the face of Luo Ningshuang's arrival, but Mu Yunhe was noticeably more gloomy.
He came here behind Luo Ningshuang's back. Subconsciously, he didn't want her to know he was seeing another woman. The guilt he felt towards Luo Zhiheng was undeniable. But Luo Ningshuang actually followed him, which made Mu Yunhe feel distrusted and angry at being followed. But more than anything, he felt guilty because she had discovered him seeing someone else.
Even though Luo Zhiheng woke up three years later and didn't evoke any feelings in Mu Yunhe, and even did some things that displeased him, Luo Zhiheng was still Luo Zhiheng. As long as he was alive, Mu Yunhe would not die, and as long as Mu Yunhe was still alive, Luo Zhiheng would not be erased from his heart.
So when Mu Yunhe spoke, his voice was slightly soft: "Why are you here?"
Luo Ningshuang mimicked Luo Zhiheng's expression, voice, and personality, sounding extremely angry and arrogant as she said, "Of course I came with you. Don't be upset that I followed you. It's because you wouldn't see me, and when I went to look for you, I found you had already left, so I followed you. But I never expected that you would meet other women behind my back!"
Mu Yunhe was speechless. His purpose was clear: to find Luo Zhiheng. However, Luo Ningshuang's questioning made Mu Yunhe feel particularly disgusted.
Seeing Mu Yunhe speak so gently to Luo Ningshuang, Luo Zhiheng was naturally furious. She sneered and directed her anger at Luo Ningshuang, saying sarcastically, "Miss Luo, what you're saying is truly laughable. Did you recover because of your own efforts? You're only able to wake up now because of that ginseng that your own brother painstakingly brought back, right? But I don't sense a single bit of gratitude from you towards your brother."
Luo Zhiheng sat down on a chair, glancing at Mu Yunhe's unpleasant expression, who had also anticipated this. Then, looking at Luo Ningshuang's ever-changing face, she smiled, her words sharp and critical: "You don't seem to feel like you're coming home at all. Mu Yunhe even asked you why you're here in such a strange tone. How ridiculous! This is your home, isn't it normal for you to come back? And you came not to visit your brother who's struggling for your life, but to catch him in the act? Miss Luo, how dare you stand here and question others so confidently? Is this the kind of person the rumored clever and passionate little princess is?"
Luo Ningshuang's face flushed crimson with anger at Luo Zhiheng's words. She felt deeply humiliated, but what Luo Zhiheng said was true. She couldn't utter a single word in rebuttal.
Before Luo Ningshuang could speak, Luo Zhiheng sneered, "As for why I'm here, even I, an outsider, can't stand your cold-heartedness. You're here to take care of the brother who's rumored to do anything for his sister. What, do you have a problem with that?"
As if she had found a handle, Luo Ningshuang immediately raised her head and said loudly, "Who do you think you are? Do you think my brother is someone you can take care of? You think too highly of yourself. How do you know I don't care about my brother? I came here to see my brother."
"Oh? You came empty-handed? And you come in here to interrogate me? Is this how you visit a patient? Your brother has been lying right in front of you since you came in, and you haven't offered a single word of greeting, a single trace of sadness, not even a concerned glance. You care about your brother? Pshaw, you can only fool your unconscious brother with that kind of talk." Luo Zhiheng rolled her eyes, crossed her legs, and said with a mocking expression.
Luo Ningshuang felt like a duck whose neck had been stepped on; her face flushed red, and she let out a series of loud, labored gasps, but ultimately couldn't utter a single word. She secretly resented Luo Zhiheng, that wretched leader—she was such a busybody, a persistent nuisance, always getting back at her! Why did her days become so unbearable whenever she encountered this female leader?
Luo Ningshuang glanced at Mu Yunhe, whose face was gloomy, and grabbed his arm pleadingly, saying, "Yunhe, you have to believe me. It's not that I don't care about my brother, or that I'm cold-blooded. I just woke up and haven't gotten used to everything yet. Besides, it's been so many years since I last saw my brother. I was just careless for a moment. Don't misunderstand me because of the slander of petty people."
"A moment of carelessness? Oh my, what a powerful excuse! But it sounds so jarring to me. I'm afraid the name Luo Zhiwu has appeared in front of you more than once or twice since you woke up, hasn't it? People told you that you were the eldest daughter of the Luo family, a noble lady, when you lost your memory. How come no one told you that the person who saved your life was your own brother? Have you forgotten? Have you really forgotten, or do you simply not want to remember that there is such a person as Luo Zhiwu?"
"Ruilin! That's enough! Don't go too far! I've put up with you for too long. Who do you think you are? What gives you the right to interfere in my affairs? This is my home, please leave immediately!" Luo Ningshuang roared angrily.
But in Luo Zhiheng's eyes, this was a sign of being embarrassed and angry. Luo Zhiheng naturally didn't care. She raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Are you embarrassed and angry? What, did I hit the nail on the head, so you're upset? Don't worry, you should continue to be shameless, so you can continue to do what you want without any burden."
Luo Ningshuang looked at Luo Zhiheng with trepidation, sensing that there was something hidden in her words. She dared not argue with Luo Zhiheng any longer, so she shouted angrily, "Guards! Are you all dead? Can't you see your master being bullied? Quickly get this slut out of here!"
"Luo Zhiheng!" Mu Yunhe suddenly shouted, deeply dissatisfied with the two words she uttered.
"What are you doing? Mu Yunhe, are you going to scold me for some unrelated woman? I am Aheng, I am Luo Zhiheng, how can you treat me like this? Are you still Mu Yunhe? Do you still have feelings for us?" Luo Ningshuang portrayed the role of a wife full of sadness and resentment perfectly.
Mu Yunhe's face showed remorse, but it vanished in an instant. He said seriously, "This has nothing to do with our relationship. Luo Zhiheng has always been a righteous and kind woman. Three years ago, she meant everything to Mu Yunhe, including his life, and she still means the same thing three years later. But I don't want that meaning to crumble because of you three years later. You are indeed Luo Zhiheng, but Luo Zhiheng would never do anything absurd or say anything unreasonable just because of her status or Mu Yunhe's affection. Are you Luo Zhiheng? Are you still the Luo Zhiheng from three years ago? Ask yourself honestly, look at yourself now, where is the Luo Zhiheng you once were?"
Mu Yunhe's words were said without intention, but were taken to heart by the listener.
Luo Ningshuang's face changed drastically upon hearing this, her mind screaming, "Has he discovered that I'm not Luo Zhiheng? Has he found out? No, no way! She's only just regained her memories, she hasn't even had a chance to do anything, not even a single flaw. Mu Yunhe couldn't possibly have discovered it."