Luo Zhiheng's rosy lips still held a smile as she said "Excuse me" again, but still no one paid her any attention. Her fists clenched so tightly they cracked, but she chuckled and whispered, "I already told you to move, but you wouldn't let me. So don't blame me for being ruthless!"
564 A First Meeting After Life and Death: A Dazzling Array of Beauties! (Part 2)
Updated: 2014-01-18 21:07:49 Word Count: 3401
No sooner had Luo Zhiheng finished speaking than she suddenly moved, grabbing the woman's waistband and throwing her away amidst the woman's screams. The woman's screams were drowned out by the louder shouts of the other women. Luo Zhiheng sneered, then grabbed another woman and shoved her behind her with such force that the woman couldn't get up once she fell.
One after another, she moved quickly and fiercely, as if she were pulling up radishes and cabbages, cutting through the mess with a swift knife. The group of women in her hands were like insignificant potatoes, which she could toss around with ease.
Her demeanor was cold and stern, her gaze sharp and cold, a smile playing on her lips, exuding an aura of wickedness. Her movements were swift and fierce, like the wind, and she quickly carved out a path.
At this moment, there were more than a dozen women she had thrown behind her. The screams of these dozen or so women finally had some effect, causing the group of women who were still rushing forward to react. The women at the very back even turned around to look, but before they could see clearly, they became the next to join the group of female potatoes. The women who saw clearly were also screaming in terror. The smart ones quickly dodged, while the slow ones, well, sorry, you asked for it if you fell to your death!
The woman who stepped aside saw Luo Zhiheng as if she saw a fiercely burning flame, rapidly approaching in a hurricane, unstoppable and invincible.
Poison Saint looked at Luo Zhiheng with concern, and said anxiously, "We're doomed! What if Aheng finds out? If Aheng sees Mu Yunhe like that, can she bear it? It's going to hurt Aheng's body if she keeps hitting like this. You need to think of a solution quickly!"
The King of the World, his head aching from being shaken by the Poison Saint, said impatiently, "What can I do? Ah Heng is so stubborn and so smart. She probably already figured it out just now. No one can stop her now. Anyway, I'm worried about how to tell her. It's better to let her see it herself."
Finally, a glimmer of hope appeared. Luo Zhiheng had dealt with most of the group, and the rest had fled on their own. The chaos had happened in an instant, disturbing those inside as well. Inside, it was eerily quiet. Luo Zhiheng kicked the woman blocking her path in the buttocks, sending her stumbling forward.
"Ouch!" There were actually guards at the front, trying to stop the group of crazed women. The woman who had been kicked forward was also seen as being stopped, and in an instant, she and one of the guards rolled together in a ball. The crowd burst into laughter at the sight.
Luo Zhiheng's light gauze skirt, which had billowed wildly when she kicked someone, now fell back down, revealing her and the last layer of veil in the center. She stood proudly among the group of women, like a demon. Those women who could boldly express their love were now frightened and kept their distance from the nude photos. For a moment, Luo Zhiheng stood out like a crane among chickens.
The moment their eyes met, Luo Zhiheng couldn't quite describe her feelings. She was astonished, incredulous, but not angry.
Even though that damned man has another woman by his side right now!
At the very center of the group of beautifully dressed women was a magnificent carriage. The carriage was surrounded by brocade curtains that could be opened, with light gauze draped around it. The center of the carriage resembled a large bed, where a man in red lay seductively on his side. A woman knelt beside him, her slender jade hands gently caressing his arm, her charming smile radiating endless allure. However, although the woman was beautiful, she was completely overshadowed by the man.
The man's long, narrow eyes were half-closed, as if he were drifting between a dream and wakefulness. His thick, sword-like eyebrows made his skin appear even more incredibly smooth. His long, black hair cascaded onto the white blanket, and his fiery red robe gave him an air of sinister charm, yet he possessed none of the effeminate qualities one might expect. Such an exceptionally handsome man, so alluring and captivating, it's no wonder that the group of women disregarded their reserve and rushed towards him like ravenous bitches eyeing a bone!
This man is indeed a devilish charmer!
Who else could it be but Mu Yunhe!
Luo Zhiheng took a deep breath, focusing her energy in her dantian. She didn't feel angry or furious, just overwhelmed with shock and disbelief. But her fiery eyes betrayed her true emotions. Her man was being stared at like a pathetic work of art for the public to admire, and she was very unhappy!
But no amount of anger could compare to the joy of finally seeing him again. However, Luo Zhiheng couldn't smile. She met Mu Yunhe's gaze, but his expression showed only a hint of surprise and interest; he didn't see her delight or happiness. That unfamiliar look made Luo Zhiheng's heart sink.
She needed to stay calm! There must be something she didn't know. Yun He would never betray her!
But the next moment, screams and gasps erupted all around, along with the shouts and roars of the guards. This was because Luo Zhiheng, like a leopard, suddenly leaped up, weaving through the obstacles, and landed precisely and swiftly on Mu Yunhe's carriage. She grabbed the long hair of the woman whose filthy hands were kneading Mu Yunhe's arm, and looking down at him with arrogant coldness, said, "You wretch, don't you know Mu Yunhe is already taken? Don't you know Mu Yunhe's woman is named Luo Zhiheng? Don't you know that whoever touches Luo Zhiheng's man dies?"
hiss!
As Luo Zhiheng's questions became increasingly fiery and extreme, screams and gasps filled the air, along with men's whistles and women's jealous shouts, making the scene even more lively than the World's Number One Talent Competition!
When Luo Zhiheng's name appeared, the guards who were all on edge were stunned. They immediately put down their swords and knelt on the ground.
While Luo Zhiheng suddenly sprang up as if to assassinate someone, only Mu Yunhe remained calm and indifferent. He lay there on his side, even with a smile on his lips, as if watching a show, another very exciting performance.
When Luo Zhiheng's name appeared, Mu Yunhe's smile suddenly froze, and his beautiful, half-closed eyes widened in disbelief.
The woman whose hair was being pulled by Luo Zhiheng looked at Mu Yunhe with a pale face and cried out in a coquettish voice, "Master, please save me! It hurts so much! It's so scary! This woman has gone mad! She's impersonating the Lady Protector of the Nation! Master, please save me!"
Luo Zhiheng's rosy lips curved into a sinister smile, sending chills down the woman's spine. Before she could cry for help, she felt a sharp pain in her chest. Luo Zhiheng had kicked the woman in the chest, sending her flying backward and crashing heavily to the ground.
Luo Zhiheng walked a few steps to the top of the carriage, looking down at it arrogantly and coldly, and said: "Who dares to impersonate me, Luo Zhiheng? I will kill one if one comes, and two if two come! Similarly, those who covet my man will also be killed without hesitation! If you don't believe me, come and try."
Silence! The entire room was deathly silent!
The people who were just moments ago making a ruckus and almost causing a huge disturbance now looked at the masked woman in fiery red with a seductive figure and felt that the domineering female demon from many years ago had indeed returned!
Perhaps four years ago, no woman had ever seen Luo Zhiheng; they were just young girls then. But Luo Zhiheng's name was legendary to them, and they knew her personality intimately. Now, these women were so enthusiastic, open, and bold, and many of them were imitating Luo Zhiheng. They believed that since Luo Zhiheng, with her personality, could win over the most handsome man in the world and obtain so much wealth and glory, then they could too.
So, following trends is terrible; you end up copying other people's bad habits too. Luo Zhiheng's savagery, domineering nature, boldness, and flamboyance have been imitated by these women in a completely incongruous way. They've tried to imitate someone else's style but ended up with a dog instead of a tiger. They'd be better off sticking to their own style and being themselves.
Luo Zhiheng's cold gaze swept around the group of women. Some were proud and fearless, while others were timid and retreating. It didn't matter to her. Mu Yunhe was her man, and no one could take him away!
Luo Zhiheng turned around and looked down at Mu Yunhe. Up close, she felt a sense of disorientation; Mu Yunhe seemed even younger. He looked just like she had when she first met him five years ago, though his complexion was much healthier, but he was still frail. What made Luo Zhiheng most vulnerable was that this man was looking at her with pure, innocent eyes, filled with curiosity and interest, but devoid of love.
Luo Zhiheng's heart clenched, but she didn't react in any particular way. She locked all her emotions inside, walked calmly to Mu Yunhe's side, kicked his leg with her foot, and said impatiently, "Get up for a moment."
Mu Yunhe raised an eyebrow, slightly displeased by the woman's rudeness and matter-of-fact attitude, but strangely, he didn't feel disgusted. He obediently stepped aside, wondering if this woman intended to sleep in the same bed with him.
"Ah!" A force shoved Mu Yunhe away. He quickly regained his balance, involuntarily letting out a cry of surprise. He looked up angrily and was shocked to see the soft blanket beneath him being yanked up by the woman and completely destroyed with the sword placed on his carriage. Seeing the woman throw down the tattered blanket and rush towards him with the sword in hand, Mu Yunhe was startled and shouted angrily, "What are you doing!"
Luo Zhiheng suppressed her rage and smiled wickedly: "Don't worry, I won't molest you, but I don't like things that other people have touched."
With a whoosh, and amidst another gasp, Luo Zhiheng swung the knife toward Mu Yunhe's body.
Amidst the flashing swords and the rustling of tearing fabric, fragments of red cloth danced in the carriage. As the fighting subsided, Mu Yunhe was revealed to be missing an outer garment. Clad in a red undershirt, Mu Yunhe lay stiffly on her side, still beautiful, but her lovely eyes were now filled with mist and rage, a burning desire to tear Luo Zhiheng apart.
565. He looks just like he did years ago! (Bonus chapter for 87,000 recommendation votes)
Updated: 2014-01-18 21:40:01 Word Count: 3485
"How dare you bully me!" To everyone's surprise, Mu Yunhe pointed at Luo Zhiheng, and beneath his angry face, he uttered such a wronged sentence.
Seeing his appearance and tone, Luo Zhiheng felt a wave of daze again, as if she were seeing Mu Yunhe from the first year they met, the man who made her heart ache to the core. A clean, sensitive, and proud man.
She had just begun to soften her heart when she suddenly saw Mu Yunhe's expression change, adopting the demeanor of a benefactor, and speaking with an arrogant and cold tone: "I am your benefactor! You haven't forgotten me, have you? Your survival is all thanks to me. Although I don't know you, and I don't know why you needed to see my image to come back to life, since the old man begged me so much, I couldn't just stand by and watch you die, could I? But I never expected you to be such an ungrateful woman. If I had known this, I certainly wouldn't have given up my time with the beauty to record those boring things for you!"
Luo Zhiheng's heart skipped a beat, followed by a sharp pain that spread through her chest, making it hard to breathe, an unbearable agony. Every word and every glance from Mu Yunhe was like a sharp blade, easily piercing Luo Zhiheng, leaving her completely wounded and scarred!
She struggled to survive, she diligently took her medication, she endured the pain and exercised, desperately trying to recover as quickly as possible, hoping to be able to see him again as soon as possible. But now, what did all her efforts amount to in the face of Mu Yunhe's words? A joke? A pathetic joke that she herself couldn't bear to face any longer?!
"Mu Yunhe, you scoundrel! You're so wicked! How could you treat Miss like this? She was about to die because of you, and you still hurt her heart!" Qi Wan's sharp voice interrupted, her angry little face flushed red.
Luo Zhiheng suddenly woke up with a start, thinking how close she had come to disaster. She had almost walked into a dead end again! Mu Yunhe was clearly not normal now, and he should have been dead before. The fact that he was still alive was already a miracle that made Luo Zhiheng extremely grateful to the heavens. How could she expect Mu Yunhe to be completely unharmed?
Yes, although Mu Yunhe is not normal now, he is still alive, so there is still a chance and time for them to spend their lives together.
Luo Zhiheng realized the key point, and the anger in her heart instantly faded away. Nothing was more important than him being alive, them being alive, and being together. She couldn't let that go to waste!
She kicked Mu Yunhe in the shin, tore off a curtain from the carriage and threw it over Mu Yunhe's head, saying coldly, "Wrap yourself up properly. I don't want my man to be exposed like this, with everyone able to see."
Mu Yunhe was completely stunned. He had clearly seen this woman react strongly to his words, showing great despair and sadness. How could she suddenly become so assertive in the blink of an eye? He angrily ripped off the curtain covering his face and roared, "Who do you think you are, daring to point fingers at me! Get out of my car right now! Get out of my sight!"
Luo Zhiheng raised an eyebrow, finally believing that this man was indeed just like when they first met five years ago. Back then, wasn't Mu Yunhe always yelling at her because he disliked her? When he was wronged, he would look at her pitifully; when he was unhappy, he would scold her; and when he was happy, he would say one thing but mean another. How similar he was to Mu Yunhe now!
The only thing that displeased her was that the past Mu Yunhe was indifferent to women, and didn't even know what erotic art was. But the current Mu Yunhe knew how to attract women, enjoying their company! Damn it... he needs to be taught a lesson!
Luo Zhiheng sat calmly next to Mu Yunhe, feeling the hairs on Mu Yunhe's body stand on end for a moment. She rested her chin on her hand, squinted, and asked, "You want me to get lost? You want me to disappear?"
"Yes! Get out of here!" Mu Yunhe growled without any politeness, like a small beast defending its territory. He clearly hadn't expected Luo Zhiheng to be sitting next to him; his nervousness was palpable, his eyes practically bulging.
Baring its teeth and brandishing its claws! Making a show of force!
Luo Zhiheng chuckled. He really was just like Mu Yunhe from years ago—always saying one thing and meaning another. The angrier he got, the calmer Luo Zhiheng became, and she said to the kneeling guards outside with an infuriatingly sarcastic tone, "Do you recognize me?"
"Your humble servants greet the Lady Protector of the Nation!" the guards protecting Mu Yunhe said respectfully and loudly.
The guards were quick to understand; Mu Yunhe didn't remember Luo Zhiheng, but they all did. Luo Zhiheng was the strongest, most principled, and most loyal woman in the Mu Dynasty. Even these grown men spoke of Luo Zhiheng with utmost respect!
Red robes, a golden mask, and an arrogant demeanor. These are Luo Zhiheng's most distinctive features, along with her wet nurse and the Seven Bowls Maiden. All of this proves that the real Luo Zhiheng has truly returned! The Emperor has said that sooner or later their Protector of the Nation's Lady would return.
Mu Yunhe said coldly, "You dogs, you lackeys! Don't you remember whose guards you are? Seize this audacious woman!"
The guards were quite frightened, looking incredulous. If they really captured Luo Zhiheng today, wouldn't you settle scores with them someday when you remember her?
Seeing their hesitation, Mu Yunhe roared angrily, "A bunch of dogs! Who is your master?"
Luo Zhiheng smiled as she looked at Mu Yunhe's exasperated state, and patted him soothingly as if she were patting a pet dog, saying, "Don't yell and shout, your agitation makes me think you're afraid of me."
"Nonsense! Why should I be afraid of you!" Mu Yunhe's eyes widened, and he sat up abruptly, as if to show that he was not afraid.
Luo Zhiheng didn't argue with him and lazily propped her chin on her hand, saying, "You guys take the horses and send us back."
The guards immediately stood up and respectfully led the horse back.
Mu Yunhe stared wide-eyed in disbelief. How could these bastards listen to a woman so readily? His face darkened. "Stop! Are you trying to rebel by not listening to me?"
"Ignore him, you all know he's not normal." Luo Zhiheng squinted and lowered her face, making her expression unreadable, but her words were quite effective, and the guards did not stop.
Mu Yunhe was so angry he was about to jump out of the car. But Luo Zhiheng grabbed him and pulled him down onto the soft blanket. Mu Yunhe's eyes widened, his handsome face instantly flushed, and he stammered, "W-what are you going to do?"
Luo Zhiheng stared intently at Mu Yunhe's face; his appearance was exactly the same, unchanged! But he didn't remember her! It was such a heartbreaking truth. What should she do if she wanted to cry? Luo Zhiheng blinked, trying to clear the tears from her eyes, but tears condensed and fell with each blink.
She buried her face in Mu Yunhe's arms, unwilling to let him see her tears, burying it firmly in his chest. In their struggle, his clothes were pulled off, their skin pressed together, her face wet with tears on his chest, where his most important and vulnerable organ was located, leaving burning marks on Mu Yunhe's most sensitive spot.
Mu Yunhe froze, feeling the dampness on his chest. The curses that were about to burst from his mouth were abruptly stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter them. He didn't know if it was because this woman's head was too heavy, but he suddenly felt a suffocating pain in his chest, a terrifying feeling of almost suffocating.
Mu Yunhe instinctively gripped his sleeve, not daring to touch her or push her away.
The people watched the couple leave, bewildered and disoriented, until their carriage disappeared from sight. Only then did the women realize what had happened, and cries erupted. Luo Zhiheng's return and domineering nature shattered their fragile hearts. Had their dreams of marrying into wealth been shattered?
The King and the Poison Saint were also dumbfounded. They had been hesitant to tell Luo Zhiheng how absurd and hateful Mu Yunhe was, fearing she wouldn't be able to handle it. But this scene showed them their worries had been in vain. Luo Zhiheng was known for her strong resilience and ability to accept things. But how could she accept it so readily? Or was it because of what that person said about Mu Yunhe that Luo Zhiheng could even accept that Mu Yunhe had three wives and four concubines?
Given Luo Zhiheng's personality... that's highly unlikely, isn't it?!
The group arrived at the new territory the emperor had bestowed upon Mu Yunhe, which was far more spacious and expansive than the previous ones. Luo Zhiheng was still surprised by the sheer size of this new territory when a burly man emerged with steady, hurried steps. He looked up abruptly and saw her; his pupils constricted, and he exclaimed instinctively, "Luo Zhiheng?!"
Luo Zhiheng raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Should I call you Big Brother, or Mu Yunjin?"
Mu Yunjin was taken aback for a moment, then laughed heartily and said, "Call me Big Brother!"
What's past is past. He is Mu Yunhe's elder brother, and Luo Zhiheng is his sister-in-law! That will never change.
Luo Zhiheng smiled, but before she could even call out, Mu Yunhe suddenly jumped down and rushed to Mu Yunjin's side. He grabbed Mu Yunjin's arm affectionately and naturally, and immediately began to complain: "Big brother, I've never seen such an annoying woman! Big brother, you have no idea how annoying this woman is! Don't pay any attention to her, and don't let her call you big brother! You are my big brother!"
Mu Yunjin patted Mu Yunhe's shoulder and frowned, saying, "Don't be silly. That's your Aheng. Even though you don't remember her now, you'd better not say anything to hurt her feelings. Your Aheng is very vengeful. If you offend her now, be careful she won't talk to you when you recover."