She sat up slightly and asked, "In her heart, is she cursing me? Can you see into her heart?"
Luo Erduo seemed not to understand the crux of Luo Zhiheng's question. She frowned, looking troubled, and then irritably tugged at her ear, saying, "No, I didn't see it, but I heard it. The bad woman's mind is cursing you, so my ear is helping you teach her a lesson."
Luo Zhiheng's eyes sparkled. This little vixen was truly a treasure; she even had this ability! Intrigued, she asked, "So what did she say to me?"
Luo Erduo was even more conflicted: "I don't know, I can't learn it. Anyway, it's an insult, not something nice. Can I eat the big fruit now, Master?"
Her voice was tender, childlike, cute and longing.
Luo Zhiheng said with a look of disdain, "Can you stop pretending to be young? This isn't about you."
Luo Erduo blinked her eyes, her soft white paws eagerly stroking the red apple, her face full of longing. Luo Zhiheng snorted coldly, "Don't choke." Luo Erduo then happily began to eat.
The carriage finally stopped, and the driver announced that they had arrived at the Mu Prince's residence. For a fleeting moment, Luo Zhiheng and Mu Yunhe exchanged a complicated glance; after all the twists and turns, they had finally come back to where they started.
They didn't immediately disembark from the carriage, but instead sent someone to knock on the door. Logically, news should have arrived a day ago, informing the people in the Prince's residence to prepare for Mu Yunhe and his party's return today. But now, the Mu Prince's residence was tightly shut, and there was no one guarding the gate, which was very strange.
The servants knocked on the door repeatedly, but no one answered. Mu Yunhe's expression darkened slightly, while Luo Zhiheng smiled enigmatically.
Consort Li, is this another trick of yours? Tsk tsk, they've only just returned, and you're already itching to provoke them?
A full cup of tea's time had passed, yet the dignified Prince Mu's mansion seemed like an abandoned residence. No one came out to answer for so long—a situation that would never occur in any noble residence. Unless something had happened inside. But what could have happened? And how could it be such a coincidence that it happened on the very day the young master and mistress of the mansion returned?
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332 Rejected! Whose show of force? Arson! Bonus chapter for 22,000 comments.
Updated: 2013-09-17 10:56:59 Word Count: 3472
"Should we send someone in to check?" Luo Zhiheng suggested. Consort Li's tricks had really gotten to the point this time. 1 Consort Li really doesn't understand her own status. Doesn't she even know who the master of the Prince's mansion is? And she still dares to play the game of closing the door on them? The Li family's brains are indeed full of mush.
Luo Zhiheng glanced at Mu Yunhe and saw that although his expression remained normal, his chin was taut, and she knew that he was already angry. This time, it seemed that Consort Li had really provoked the tiger.
Mu Yunhe's expression had returned to calm. He lifted the carriage curtain with his slender fingers, glanced at the gate, and then said with extreme coldness, "I already disliked this mansion. Now that no one is here, let's just destroy it and rebuild it."
Luo Zhiheng was taken aback: "What do you mean?"
A breathtakingly beautiful smile curved his thin, crimson lips. Mu Yunhe's expression remained calm, but his face was serious. He raised his voice and said, "Since no one is opening the door, this mansion is just an empty shell. I don't like it. Destroy it and rebuild it!"
His words were like spilled water, carrying ice, falling to the ground and shattering into sharp shards. Anyone who heard or saw them would feel a chill run down their spine and their heart pound with fear.
"Xiao Xizi, order your men to immediately buy oil and set up firewood all around the Prince's mansion. Make sure there's no blind spot in any corner or on any wall. Pour the oil, light the fire, and burn it for me!!" Mu Yunhe shouted, his voice cold and clear, like the sound of an ancient bell striking the ground. His distant and desolate voice carried a chilling aura, domineering, forceful, and cruel!
He is now flamboyant and wild, doing whatever he pleases, wherever he goes, and whatever he does, based entirely on his own desires and whether he and she are happy. If he cannot live a carefree and unrestrained life, then even within this royal palace, he would be like a caged bird in the sky—what would be the point? Now he has the right and the qualification to be flamboyant and unrestrained, and no one can stop him.
They said they wouldn't let him in? Then he won't go in. But he'll use his own methods to let the people inside know who's in charge of this Prince's mansion, who's truly the head of the household!
It's just my father's harem anyway, which he already loathes. What harm is there in burning it down or destroying it? If we can really eliminate all those demonic women inside, wouldn't that be a kind of pleasure?
Seeing Mu Yunhe's gentle profile now tense, exuding a hardness and strength, a beauty Luo Zhiheng had never seen before, her heart began to pound wildly. Strangely enough, her own heart, which had always beat only for herself, beat slowly and steadily. But now, this heart beat for Mu Yunhe, forever fierce and passionate.
But there's no denying, no doubt, that Mu Yunhe is incredibly cool—powerful, resourceful, and ruthless!
Xiao Xizi hesitated, glancing hesitantly towards the back of the carriage, where the princess was already approaching, supported by her maid.
A haggard face, graying temples, and a emaciated body. This is the Princess now. No longer the still-beautiful woman Luo Zhiheng had seen. Now, she has been silent for too long, simply a mother who has lost her daughter, a mother who has outlived her child, a mother who has lost her son's heart, filled with bitter sorrow and regret.
But no matter what, she was still the rightful mistress of this manor. The mistress had returned, but was refused entry, which was undoubtedly a provocation and disregard for both the mistress and the young master.
The princess could tolerate Consort Li's treatment of her, but she could not tolerate anyone treating her only remaining son this way. She knew that Mu Yunhe no longer needed her protection and care. Perhaps everything she had done in the name of her son had ultimately become a sin and a disaster, laughable and ignorant. But she wanted to give her son the best of everything; this was her most sincere heart as a mother, and she dared to say to heaven that she had a clear conscience towards Mu Yunhe.
Standing before the palace gates, the princess glanced bitterly at Mu Yunhe's carriage. How long had it been since she'd seen him? Her son was so close, yet he felt worlds away. She dared not see Mu Yunhe; she was ashamed, unable to face him. On the day she lost her beloved daughter, she lost her son as well. Her two children, lost completely in a single night. Whom could she blame?
Xiao Xizi looked at the princess cautiously, unsure whether he should tell the young prince that the princess had arrived.
The princess gave Xiao Xizi a reassuring look before, supported by her maid, walking towards the palace gates. The vermilion gates had imprisoned her entire life, locked away her youth, and sealed away her once kind heart. Entering through those gates was like entering the jaws of a ruthless tiger; if she hadn't struggled fiercely and cautiously, how could she have protected her two children until today? But what had she gained besides scheming, plotting, and causing harm?
Consort Li schemed and plotted, all she wanted was to obtain everything from the Mu Prince's mansion. But Consort Li probably doesn't realize that no matter how well she planned, it would all come to nothing.
*Clap, clap, clap.* The crisp sound of the brass ring striking the door made the ring and the animal head in her hand seem exceptionally heavy. The princess slowly spoke, "Open the door, I'm back."
The princess herself knocking on her own door—it was utterly bizarre and laughable. But that's exactly what she was doing. Was it condescension, a sign of exhaustion and compromise? Or was it a disguised display of weakness to Mu Yunhe? No one knew. But everyone knew that the princess's actions would earn her contempt.
When did the Mu Prince's Mansion reach a point where even servants couldn't open the door for their masters, forcing the masters to knock personally? And are the people inside already in an uproar? With wives and concubines at odds, and wives being younger than concubines—truly violating ethical norms—is the Mu Prince's Mansion doomed?
A crack instantly appeared on Mu Yunhe's calm face, a crack that almost tore his handsome features apart. His hands clenched tightly, veins bulging on the back of his hands and temples throbbing, his whole body radiating an icy chill—a reaction of extreme rage.
Luo Zhiheng's pupils constricted as she watched, and she quickly gripped his hand tightly, whispering, "Don't be like this. Maybe... she just wants to use her identity to get them to open the door?"
Did the princess not know that her actions would embarrass Mu Yunhe? No, she knew. But she still did it. Why? If it wasn't to force Mu Yunhe to feel sorry for her and reconcile with her, then the princess must have gone mad, afraid of Consort Li's power. Mu Yunhe was opposed to Consort Li and had already prepared to silence her, but the princess spoke up, and in a very humble manner.
The Mu Dynasty, which governed the country with filial piety in mind, although it revered military force, also had the saying that filial piety could be fatal. Since the mother had already suggested taking a different path, how could the son easily voice his other thoughts? The princess's actions, besides filling Mu Yunhe with unease and discomfort, were ultimately hurting him.
Therefore, Mu Yunhe was angry and gloomy.
Outside, the princess's voice still failed to elicit a sound from those inside. This silence seemed to mock the princess's overestimation of her abilities and arrogance, and also to ridicule her increased worthlessness after lowering herself.
Mu Yunhe seemed to have already seen inside, at Consort Li's arrogant smiling face, which was full of contempt and ugly arrogance.
Enrage spread throughout his body, and Mu Yunhe's cold voice, now brimming with storm-like fury, was forced out through clenched teeth, its deafening tone: "Little Xizi! Are you dead? You don't listen to what I say, do you? Immediately summon oil, gather firewood, pour oil on me, and burn it down! An abandoned mansion, is it still of use?"
Knowing that Mu Yunhe was extremely angry, Xiao Xizi turned pale, quickly responded, and hurriedly left with his men.
The princess stood frozen at the door. At that moment, she finally realized that she had truly lost her son's heart, and no matter what she did, she could not bring him back. (The last two lines appear to be unrelated and possibly machine-translated fragments.)
Consort Li's actions weren't about shutting them out, but rather about declaring that this palace was now her domain again. If she didn't want them in, they absolutely couldn't. The Princess knew perfectly well that Consort Li was deliberately making things difficult for them and giving them a hard time.
If Mu Yunhe and the others had been standing at their doorstep for so long without being allowed in, they would become a laughingstock. Consort Li has likely already devised a perfect excuse to protect herself, which is why she dares to openly defy them and embarrass them. Perhaps she even intends to make the Princess, Mu Yunhe, and even Luo Zhiheng bow down to her, Consort Li?
But the princess still intervened. Didn't she realize she was humiliating Mu Yunhe? Didn't she know that lowering herself to knock on the door was inviting disgrace? But she had no other choice; only in this way could she ascertain whether Mu Yunhe still had any tolerance for her as his mother. Now it seemed that he truly did.
Her face was filled with bitterness and despair. This time, it was only to prove Mu Yunhe's heartbreak and make him hate her even more.
Xiao Xizi quickly summoned a large amount of oil and firewood, directing the servants to place the firewood all around the palace. However, the palace was very large, and even placing the firewood took quite a while. Meanwhile, Mu Yunjin could no longer pretend to be unconscious. Knowing that Mu Yunhe had the audacity to burn down the palace and prevent the people inside from leaving, intending to burn them alive, he was furious and ordered his confidants to stop Mu Yunhe's servants.
But Mu Yunhe was determined to deliver a heavy blow to Consort Li, and how could a half-crippled Mu Yunjin and his men possibly stop him?
Mu Yunhe ordered his guards to appear, along with the old men who had been protecting Luo Zhiheng and her cane. They easily subdued Mu Yunjin's men. Mu Yunjin stared at Mu Yunhe's men with a ferocious and terrified look. Dry firewood was piled up around the palace, oil was poured on it, and torches were raised...
In this situation, even a tiny spark is enough to ignite a wildfire that spirals out of control!
Mu Yunhe led Luo Zhiheng out of the carriage, stood in front of the palace gates, and coldly watched the scene before giving the order without hesitation: "Set it on fire!"
Want him to compromise? He'll just send Consort Li to her death, and then make her compromise in her dreams after she dies! 17357812
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333 A clever wife with kind words protected her husband, but even when he set fire to the house, she remained devoted to him!
Updated: 2013-09-18 17:53:18 Word Count: 7937
Mu Yunhe's decisive action shocked everyone present, including those who were simply watching the spectacle in bewilderment.
Not just anyone dared to witness the bustling activity at Prince Mu's mansion. The people living near the mansion's main street were not wealthy, but rather high-ranking officials or members of the imperial family. Such people would naturally dare to glance at the crowd, but those glances left them collectively paralyzed. They couldn't even believe what they were hearing.
Mu Yunhe's face was already quite a sensation in the Southern Dynasty. But in the Mu Dynasty, his face was truly unfamiliar. Apart from his appearance at the First Talent Competition, no one else had ever seen his true face.
Now that his illness has subsided, Mu Yunhe, who is essentially reborn, stands proudly in front of the Prince's Mansion. His aura is in no way inferior to the solemn and majestic Prince Mu's Mansion. His handsome face, cold demeanor, and absolute authority make him instantly unfathomable and dignified.
Everyone was shocked and surprised. Who was this person? How dare he make such an arrogant and audacious statement as burning down the Mu Prince's Mansion? But when they saw the Princess standing in front of the mansion, some recognized her. Unlike Mu Yunhe, who rarely left her residence, the Princess was a princess who frequently attended various events and was naturally recognized by many.
This young man dared to be so arrogant in front of the mistress of the Mu family, and the mistress of the Mu family did not refute him at all, which shows that this man's identity is definitely not simple.
Mu Yunjin was enraged by Mu Yunhe's resolute and ruthless attitude. He struggled to get up, but Luo Zhiheng and Luo Erduo had been too ruthless, beating him so badly that even lying down, he felt as if his entire body had been shattered. But none of this compared to Mu Yunhe's intention to destroy the Mu Royal Palace. His mother and his father's legacy were there; it was the root of their family. How could they just burn it down like that?
"Mu Yunhe, are you crazy? This is our home!" Mu Yunjin roared, his voice hoarse and weak.
Mu Yunhe merely blinked indifferently, even his smile was chilling, a mockery lurking between his lips. He slightly turned his head, sunlight illuminating his face, making him appear mysterious and holy. His clear, cold voice was thick with sarcasm: "Our home? Are you sure? Then why can't we enter this home that belongs to us? Or is this place only your home, and not mine? Or perhaps, this home has nothing to do with me anymore? Otherwise, why would I be turned away from my own home?"
His voice, though not loud, was filled with sinister intent and murderous intent; it was extremely harsh and shrill, and showed absolutely no mercy or leeway.
And he's right. Who would let their own home shut out? He's standing outside the gate now, unable to get in. What kind of home is this? A home like this is better off without!
The onlookers, upon suddenly hearing Mu Yunjin call out Mu Yunhe's name, were all stunned, and shock immediately appeared on their faces. They were all from official families, and their elders were all influential figures in the court. Naturally, they had also heard the recent legends about Mu Yunhe.
Upon seeing Mu Yunhe in person, the group was filled with shock and fury!
How could a young prince of the Mu Dynasty, a woman of noble birth, be refused entry to his own home? No matter what excuses or reasons the people inside might have, they cannot conceal the heinous crime of disrespect for dignity!
Moreover, Mu Yunhe is the guardian deity of the Mu Dynasty! Who would risk their life and suffer unfair treatment? If they anger Mu Yunhe, he might destroy the Mu Dynasty in a fit of rage, and then they would all be innocent victims. How could that be allowed?
In an instant, people's thoughts diverged, but some quick-witted individuals had already sent people to find their fathers and heads of households. From the day Mu Yunhe revealed his identity as a priest, his matter was no longer just his own, but the matter of all the people of the entire Mu Dynasty.
Mu Yunjin was speechless, choked by Mu Yunhe's words. His face turned pale, but flushed with anger and embarrassment. He knew that his mother was responsible for turning Mu Yunhe away, but even if she was at fault, he felt it was just a momentary outburst of anger. After all, Mu Yunhe and the Princess had severely bullied his mother in the past. And he couldn't stand by and watch his home burn down, nor could he bear to see his mother die a gruesome death in the palace.
"Mu Yunhe, can you calm down? Do you know that the people living inside are Father's women? They are our elders! Your reckless and irresponsible attempt to destroy everything is not only destroying the Mu Royal Palace, but also Father's reputation, the prestige of the Mu Dynasty, and the honor of us brothers!"
"Don't you ever think about the mistakes you've made in a moment of anger? How much regret and remorse will you feel later? What will people say about you? They'll say that the young prince of the Mu family is no longer sickly, but has become a madman. He would burn down the palace because of a moment of anger and grievance—that's burning down his own home! Who would destroy their own home like that? Only a madman would do that. They'll call you mad, they'll call you disrespectful and lawless. So, do you still want to be so absurd as to burn down the Mu family's palace?"
Mu Yunjin felt he was trying to reason with Mu Yunhe, and he didn't think his words were excessive or even overstepping his bounds. He only felt that what he said wasn't enough, insufficient, and couldn't bring Mu Yunhe to his senses. In his eyes, Mu Yunhe was insane! Completely bewitched by Luo Zhiheng, this vixen, he had lost all sense of right and wrong. He wished he could jump down immediately and punch this fool Mu Yunhe awake!
Mu Yunhe narrowed his eyes, his gaze filled with murderous intent, and his entire being exuded a cold, sharp, and chilling aura.
Luo Zhiheng grabbed Mu Yunhe, who was about to speak. Originally, she hadn't intended to speak. In front of outsiders, she was willing to unconditionally stand behind Mu Yunhe; she wanted to be a good wife who silently supported and encouraged him. A good wife shouldn't steal her husband's thunder or make him lose face. Back home, whatever happened would be between them; they could argue or be angry, that was their business. But now, Luo Zhiheng couldn't hold back. She couldn't stand someone speaking to Mu Yunhe in such a tone, and she couldn't tolerate this person shamelessly distorting the truth!
Mu Yunhe may be ruthless when it comes to killing, but when it comes to arguing, he's still too green and too polite. Dealing with someone as shameless as Mu Yunjin, especially one who inherited the invincible shamelessness of his mother, Consort Li, requires no mercy. He should meet her head head-on, strike hard, and kill her without hesitation! — Emperor of Yunle Kingdom.
"What do you mean by acting on impulse and being willful out of spite? Do you think everyone is as inhuman as your mother, Consort Li? Do you think everyone is as unable to distinguish right from wrong, as distorting the truth, as you and your son, doing the most shameless and despicable things in the world, yet still daring to righteously criticize others? Or do you think that no one else knows what you have done and said?"
"You say Mu Yunhe is disrespectful and doesn't understand the law? Then what about you? Do you understand the law and the hierarchy? Do you even know what Mu Yunhe represents in the Mu Royal Palace? He represents the future of the Mu Royal Palace! He is the most rightful, qualified, and powerful master of this palace!"
"And you, you must know all this. Does Mu Yunhe's illness of a few years make you so arrogant and unable to see your own place? You are indeed the eldest son of the prince, but before that, never forget that you are a concubine's son! You will always be subordinate to Mu Yunhe, you will never have the right to criticize or resist Mu Yunhe, and you will never have the right to yell at Mu Yunhe! Because in the future, you can only rely on and depend on Mu Yunhe! No matter how outstanding you are, how promising you are, or how hard you work, without a mother who gives you face, your later life is destined to be empty and a failure!"
"You say Mu Yunhe is disrespectful of rank, then let me ask you, the one who keeps talking about rank, what is rank? In the Mu Dynasty, and even in this world, who dares to say that a legitimate son born of the principal wife is lowly? And instead elevate a concubine to a higher status? Aha, only you, only you, the eldest son born of a concubine, would say such a thing! Because saying it makes you feel less inferior? Or will saying it change your fate as a son born of a concubine? Are you trying to elevate your mother's status? It's a pity, no matter how high you elevate Consort Li, she is still just a concubine! And you are just a son born of a concubine!"