The wet nurse was injured by Mu Yunhe's shock and the sudden arrival of the empress threw the formation into chaos. As a result, the house that Mu Yunhe destroyed buried her. At this moment, she was covered in a mess, and she had to say the shocking secret that she shouldn't have said. Those words could have harmed Luo Zhiheng, but now they became her life-saving words.
The wet nurse knelt on the ground, her trembling voice sounding lifeless with anxiety and despair. With a resolute air, she suddenly raised her head and shouted, "Luo Zhiheng is Qin Yinheng's eldest daughter, your own eldest granddaughter. Your blood flows in her veins. She is your and the late Empress's grandson. She is your bloodline that was lost among the common people!"
Boom! Boom! Boom! Her Majesty the Empress's mind was instantly thrown into chaos by those words. Her face was filled with nothing but shock, followed by a surge of hope and uncertain horror after despair shattered: "I don't believe it! Evidence! Give me evidence!"
"The evidence is the golden dowry Qin Yinheng brought from Silver Moon Kingdom! The evidence is that the King has confirmed Luo Zhiheng's identity! The evidence is Emperor Xian's relentless pursuit! Your Majesty, you've been deceived by Emperor Xian for so many years, don't you really miss Qin Yinheng at all? Don't you feel any guilt or sadness? Are you really going to kill Qin Yinheng's heir?" The wet nurse questioned and roared desperately, risking her life to protect her young mistress.
The barrage of answers and questions was like a series of sharp arrows, aimed directly at the Empress. She faced the imminent danger of being pierced by a thousand arrows, yet she couldn't dodge them. Staggering, she was forced back step by step by each word. She suddenly turned her head, staring in disbelief at the child in her arms, whom she had almost strangled to death…
Almost, his soul was shattered!
417. Saved his life!
Updated: 2013-11-02 23:54:15 Word Count: 3520
In everyone's life, there will always be a period that is unforgettable—love, family, friendship. There will also always be something that leaves a lasting regret. Some regrets are so profound that no amount of effort can undo them.
Her Majesty the Queen shared this regret. She fell in love with a man at the height of her success, but also hurt him in her most naive moments. When she finally realized her mistake, she found only his mangled corpse and the news that their only daughter had disappeared.
That's the feeling—like the sky collapsing and the earth splitting apart, like a bolt from the blue.
Each of the queens of the Silver Moon Kingdom is arrogant and unrestrained, and each is an extremely ambitious person. They despise the mortal world, consider their own kingdom to be a fairyland, and believe that they can rise above all mortal affairs. They have an innate arrogance.
But they forgot that the Silver Moon Kingdom was merely a country slightly stronger than others. They were simply a paradise, far removed from war and natural disasters. They possessed vast treasures and martial arts manuals left by their ancestors, and through generations of reproduction, they naturally became a behemoth, a towering force.
Over time, the people of Silver Moon Kingdom forgot that they were also human, not the gods they imagined. Therefore, they despised the mortal realm as they saw it, and the Empress at that time was naturally extremely arrogant and conceited. Regarding the Empress's affair, although the Empress harbored doubts, she was still shattered by the Empress's sharp words and angry questioning. Her one wrong decision back then resulted in a lifetime of regret and despair.
She searched frantically for her and the Empress's only daughter, but to no avail. Later, Qin Yinxian brought back a tiny child—no, she brought back a tiny coffin!
Her Heng'er was lying inside. Qin Yinxian said that Qin Yinheng was dead, bitten to death by wolves, his face unrecognizable, and advised her not to look. But how could she not look? How could she believe that the child was really dead?
It was indeed a child whose face was completely disfigured. She was horrified when she saw it. If she hadn't confirmed that the birthmark on the child's body was Qin Yinheng, she wouldn't have wanted to believe that the child was Qin Yinheng. But the facts were right in front of her, and she was powerless to refute or deceive herself. She buried the child herself and placed him next to Qin Yinheng's father.
From then on, in every nightmare she had, there would be a child with a bloody, mangled face and half a head missing, crying out in pain. When she woke up from the nightmare, her face would always be wet with sweat and tears.
You only realize the value and preciousness of something when you lose it, but even if she could win the world, she couldn't bring back her beloved and her child.
She had been in despair for too long, thinking that she would be in despair until she died, but she never expected that one day someone would tell her that her daughter’s daughter was in her hands!
Deep down, she didn't believe it, yet she had a feeling that she wanted to believe it. Did that mean she hadn't killed her daughter? Did that mean her sins would be lessened? Suspicion is a monarch's nature, and the empress also doubted Luo Zhiheng's identity. But the hand that could only take Luo Zhiheng's life just let go uncontrollably.
Luo Zhiheng collapsed instantly from exhaustion. Mu Yunhe appeared beside her in the blink of an eye, picked her up, and carried her far away.
"I want to see that golden dowry!" the Empress commanded her wet nurse, her eyes red. Even now, she wanted to personally verify the authenticity of the dowry. A golden dowry was a wedding custom reserved for the royal family of the Silver Moon Kingdom. In the Silver Moon Kingdom, women were to marry, and this dowry was essentially a coming-of-age ceremony for royal women. Qin Yinheng's golden dowry was prepared personally by her and the Empress.
"Only the young master can open the door to the secret chamber; this servant cannot take you there. This servant is the daughter of Lady Yin, the Grand Eunuch of the Empress. My father escaped with the Empress and risked his life to protect her. This servant also grew up with Her Highness the Princess. Luo Zhiheng is indeed the Princess's daughter. His Highness the Prince knows everything clearly, and this servant dares not utter a single falsehood," the wet nurse said sorrowfully.
The Empress staggered, almost unable to stand. The wet nurse's words matched perfectly in terms of time, place, people, and events; she had no reason not to believe them. A throbbing pain welled up inside her. The Empress was in a state of confusion, but seeing Luo Zhiheng's half-dead state, her heart pounded wildly.
"Then bring Qin Yinheng out!" the Empress suddenly glared at the wet nurse. Her daughter was still alive? Already alive?!
The wet nurse, her face streaked with tears, was even more sorrowful: "The princess has been gone for eighteen years, and the young master is now an orphan."
The Empress's eyes were bloodshot. She closed them tightly, clenching and unclenching her fists repeatedly before finally opening them and looking at Luo Zhiheng: "What exactly happened to her? Just now... was there really only one antidote left?"
When the Empress asked the question, her voice trembled more than ever before. She had never felt so remorseful for her anger and desire for revenge. If her kick had really caused the death of a child who might be Heng'er's daughter, wouldn't that be the same as killing her own granddaughter? How could she possibly face the Empress?
Regret, remorse, fear, and worry all gathered in the Queen's mind, making her appear extremely flustered.
Mu Yunhe glared coldly at the Empress, gritting his teeth as he said, "There was only one left! And you destroyed it with your own hands. Are you satisfied? Are you happy now!"
The empress's face was stiff and pale, and she remained silent for a long time, her lips pressed together.
Time seemed to stand still; everyone was silent, perhaps still reeling from the devastating news.
Luo Zhiheng is the granddaughter of the Queen of the Silver Moon Kingdom?! What a joke! Luo Zhiheng... the daughter of a third-class noble, has actually transformed into a phoenix fallen to earth? Of course, Luo Zhiheng's identity as a descendant of the God of War has been revealed before, and each revelation is more powerful, shocking, frightening, and unbelievable than the last.
If Luo Zhiheng is truly from the Silver Moon Kingdom and is the Empress's granddaughter, wouldn't her status be even more noble? No, it should be unattainable.
A descendant of a legendary war god, the beloved wife of a diviner, and now a grandson of the Silver Moon Kingdom...
Any one of these three identities would be something to be envied and feared by the world. Even if Luo Zhiheng were penniless, she would still be able to stand out from the crowd, let alone the fact that Luo Zhiheng is so outstanding.
Even the great sages, who considered themselves to have experienced the vicissitudes of life and seen through the ever-changing world, couldn't help but feel a profound sense of powerlessness and a numbness born of shock at this moment. In this world where they were no longer present, was there anything that couldn't be overturned?
The Empress frowned and quickly approached Luo Zhiheng, but Mu Yunhe remained on high alert. Helpless, the Empress's anxiety and panic almost made her lose her reason: "Let me see, perhaps I have a way to save her. Or tell me, what exactly is wrong with her?"
Mu Yunhe's gaze turned cold and ruthless as he said, "Don't bother with your crocodile tears! If anything happens to Aheng, I, Mu Yunhe, will risk my life to make your Silver Moon Kingdom pay for Aheng's death!"
The Empress's expression grew even more grim, and she roared, "Fire Cloud! You tell me, what exactly happened?"
Lady Huoyun awoke with a start, unable to process Luo Zhiheng's sudden rise to noble status. However, her mind raced, and she quickly recounted the Emperor Xian's actions, revealing that Luo Zhiheng's injury was entirely his doing. Lady Huoyun had clearly harbored a long-standing dislike for the Emperor Xian. 17857230
The Empress's expression darkened further upon hearing this. Her own daughter was plotting to kill someone who might be her granddaughter! In the Empress's eyes, this was fratricide, and she could not tolerate it. However, Luo Zhiheng's situation was also crucial. The Empress said to Mu Yunhe, "You heard it too. Luo Zhiheng might be my granddaughter. Let's put aside our grudges for now and work together to save Luo Zhiheng, shall we?"
"You have no need to doubt anything. I care about Qin Yinheng very much. If Luo Zhiheng is indeed Qin Yinheng's eldest daughter, then she is the legitimate grandson of my Silver Moon Kingdom! I will never harm her! No one cares more about Qin Yinheng's daughter than I do. Although I haven't seen any evidence yet, I will not let her die. If the two of us join forces, protecting Luo Zhiheng's life should not be a problem."
Mu Yunhe knew the Empress was right, but she dared not believe her words. Aheng's condition was dire, and his soul was severely injured. If the Empress intervened, his chances of survival would be greatly increased.
The Empress was frantic with worry. No one knew the terror and despair beneath her seemingly calm surface, how afraid she was that Luo Zhiheng would die. If Mu Yunhe disagreed, she really would have to rush up and snatch her away.
At that moment, Mu Yunhe nodded and said, "Okay, but if you dare to harm Aheng, I will not let you off."
With Elder Tong and others protecting them, the tense atmosphere instantly softened, and the Empress and Mu Yunhe joined forces to force the worm out of Luo Zhiheng's body. Initially, the effect was poor, but neither of them gave up. Moreover, Lady Huoyun, being quick-witted, had already sent someone to fetch the Poison Saint the last antidote.
The Empress's expression gradually turned serious, and Mu Yunhe's face also darkened. Their contrasting techniques—one cold, one hot—were both strange and couldn't be perfectly integrated into Luo Zhiheng's body, causing her immense pain. She groaned and winced in distress, and Mu Yunhe, feeling a pang of heartache, became somewhat distracted. Fortunately, the Empress remained extremely focused.
Working together, the two finally managed to stop the Gu worm from climbing up to her brain, thus maximizing Luo Zhiheng's chances of survival.
Just then, the Poison Saint arrived, rushing in with the last pill.
When the Empress placed the pill on Luo Zhiheng's chest to attract the insects, she finally stopped and looked at Luo Zhiheng nervously.
The worm finally crawled out, and Mu Yunhe quickly grabbed it and threw it into the box. At this point, all the Gu worms had been caught. Madam Huoyun hurriedly took Luo Zhiheng's pulse and finally breathed a sigh of relief after a long time, saying, "I can't see anything for now. There are no characteristics of Gu worms. Let's stop the bleeding and save her life first. Poison Saint, hurry up and continue to study the antidote, just in case."
The general's mansion was in a mess. Night fell and fell. After a night, Luo Zhiheng safely passed through the most dangerous night under Huo Yun's superb medical skills. The bleeding stopped and no more Gu worms were found. Although her body was extremely weak, Luo Zhiheng's life was definitely saved!
Sweating profusely, it's so late to update. Just one update for today, sorry darlings. I'm feeling really down about painting today... helpless, frustrated, and want to cry.
418 Exciting! Jealous!
Updated: 2013-11-03 13:29:28 Word Count: 7657
"Do you know how scary you are this time? Look at my face, don't you look haggard? Look at my chest muscles, aren't they gone? And my skin, isn't it loose? My hair is dry and yellow, and my eyesight isn't very good either. All of this proves how much trouble you've caused me this time. I've been taking care of you day and night. I'm so obedient and pitiful, aren't I? Ah Heng, don't you feel sorry for me? Then don't say anything, just let me hold you and sleep."
Luo Zhiheng stared speechlessly at the man before her; his shamelessness had only reached new heights. She had been awake for several days, but her body was still very weak; after all, this ordeal had been too severe. But why did Mu Yunhe seem even more haggard and ill than she was?
Mu Yunhe has been repeating the above paragraph several times a day for the past few days, and each time it is different. Mu Yunhe is very tired, she can feel it. Mu Yunhe's condition is not particularly good, she can feel it too. But every time she wants to ask him if he is sick, Mu Yunhe will use the above paragraph to brush himself off.
Did Luo Zhiheng become mentally impaired after surviving a near-death experience?!
Looking coldly at Mu Yunhe's haggard face and trembling eyelashes, Luo Zhiheng knew that Mu Yunhe was not asleep, even though his eyes were closed.
"What's wrong with you? Even if you look haggard because of me, it shouldn't be like this, right? I think you can sleep even more than me, a seriously injured person." Luo Zhiheng asked coolly, her voice still a little hoarse, but much better than before.
Mu Yunhe's eyelashes trembled more violently, but he didn't open his eyes. He had never told Luo Zhiheng that she had a pair of eyes that could speak, eyes that could see through people's hearts, so bright and clear. He used to love looking into her eyes so much, but now, he dared not look. He had no doubt that if he met Luo Zhiheng's gaze even once, she would see something wrong in his eyes.
Like he had no bones, Mu Yunhe nestled against Luo Zhiheng's shoulder, breathing in the warm air. His heart was filled with a wonderful feeling; it was so good to be able to hold the living, breathing Aheng. For this peaceful moment, all his sacrifices were worthwhile.
"Don't you know? I'm always frail and sickly. I'm always the one being taken care of. I've never had the chance to take care of anyone. This time, you've been through so much, I was almost scared to death. Just a few days of worrying and watching over you has really worn me out. Ah Heng, be good. Considering how hard I've been taking care of you, don't cause any trouble. Get some rest and let me catch up on my sleep." Mu Yunhe said, seemingly complaining, but his voice was full of warm affection.
She felt perfectly fine, but why did Mu Yunhe seem so strange ever since she woke up? Even though he was right beside her, holding her, Luo Zhiheng felt a strange distance between them. That feeling made her very uncomfortable.
Luo Zhiheng was also tired. When she couldn't figure it out, she stopped thinking about it and gradually fell asleep.
When she finally fell asleep, Mu Yunhe opened his eyes, but they lacked their usual brightness and spirit, appearing rather dull and even somewhat empty upon closer inspection.
Mu Yunhe's body is in serious trouble. His soul has left his body, and the returning soul is injured and cannot yet fully integrate with his body. To put Luo Zhiheng at ease, Mu Yunhe is trying his best to appear as if nothing is wrong, but only he knows the pain he is experiencing.
He knows I'm mischievous. It's already quite an achievement that he's persevered this far, and yet no one can help him with his soul's problems; he can only heal himself little by little. But he doesn't want Luo Zhiheng to worry, so he's trying his best to hide it. His eyes are dull now, and perhaps in a few days his body will also experience various problems. He won't die, but he'll definitely suffer terribly. If only his old master were here.
"Young Prince, Prince Mu is here again," Xiao Xizi reported from outside the door in a low voice.
Mu Yunhe's expression shifted rapidly, his emotions incredibly complex. He no longer knew how to face Prince Mu, his father. The cold-blooded ruthlessness he once perceived, the past confrontations, the past hatred—all had been revealed today, and the truth was suddenly exposed, leaving Mu Yunhe in a state of unprecedented chaos.
Even if Prince Mu's ruthlessness and coldness towards his mother was caused by the Heartless Gu, if he hadn't hesitated and allowed Qin Yinxian to take advantage of the situation, how could all the regrets and tragedies of today have occurred? Therefore, Prince Mu bears an inescapable responsibility, and indeed, he has not been devoted to his mother over the years.
And then there's my sister, Mu Qingya. If Prince Mu had shown her more care back then, if he had had the most basic compassion a father could have, and if he had cared more about and felt more guilty towards Rui'er, then my sister wouldn't have gone so far as to become so heartless and mad. Perhaps she wouldn't have hated her family so much, made such wrongdoings, and ended up regretting everything that harmed herself and others.
All these tragedies stemmed from Prince Mu. He was the source of these tragedies, the one who condoned them, and Li Fangfei's accomplice in this depravity. He didn't kill anyone, yet people died because of him.
Therefore, I cannot forgive!
Mu Yunhe got out of bed and walked slowly out of the room. He saw the tall figure standing outside the courtyard gate. The figure was now dejected, with much whiter hair and a tired, listless face.
These past few days, Prince Mu had been visiting the General's Mansion daily, his arrogance gone, but his cold demeanor remained. Mu Yunhe could sense Prince Mu's intentions, but he simply didn't want to make things easy for him. If it weren't for him, Aheng wouldn't have suffered this calamity. Therefore, Mu Yunhe didn't plan to find an antidote to remove the Heartless Gu from Prince Mu. After all, he was a heartless person anyway, and the Heartless Gu wouldn't kill him.
When Prince Mu saw Mu Yunhe finally emerge, all the depression and dejection he had felt over the past few days vanished in an instant. He asked in a deep voice, "How is she?"
Whether the Mu Dynasty could be preserved was his greatest concern, and Luo Zhiheng was the key to preserving the Mu Dynasty. If the nude photos led to her death, Mu Yunhe would be furious, a serious consequence that Prince Mu could not afford.
Mu Yunhe glanced coldly at Prince Mu and said expressionlessly, "No need to trouble yourself, Aheng is very good."
Prince Mu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he didn't die, that was fine! That way, Mu Yunhe would have no reason to take his anger out on the Mu Dynasty.
“But what I have said has always been true and effective!” Mu Yunhe spoke again, his casual words completely drawing everyone’s attention. He walked down the steps slowly but elegantly, and said coldly, “Aheng has suffered this calamity, and you bear an inescapable responsibility. Do you think you can escape my wrath so easily?”
What's wrong with the father? Elders who are disrespectful to their elders, who abuse their age, and who bully the younger generation are even more despicable! If an elder is beyond redemption, then there's no need to be polite.
Prince Mu, however, remained calm. He was a renowned hero with the demeanor of one, and he laughed frankly, saying, "Do whatever you want, I have no complaints. After all, I went too far before. But love, hate, and passion are sometimes the things that make it hard to distinguish and obsess over. I went crazy for these things, and that's why I feel like I've lived a real, flesh-and-blood life."
"But we share the same blood. Even if you resent me, I am still your father. You can't just end my life yourself, can you?"
Mu Yunhe sneered. He knew that Prince Mu didn't have that kind of magnanimity. So he wanted to use his fatherly affection to restrain him? To make him release him by being too forceful?