Mu Yunhe and Luo Zhiheng appeared calm on the surface but were inwardly agitated. Mu Yunhe had to tell Luo Zhiheng to leave quickly. With a faint smile on his calm face, he asked the people following him, "Why are you all following me?"
The people were overjoyed. The high priest had actually spoken to them, and in such a kind and gentle manner. Their fear was instantly replaced by excitement, and they all began to express their love, admiration, and respect for Mu Yunhe.
For the first time, Mu Yunhe used his status and the people's affection to smile and say, "You are too kind, everyone. Your kindness to me makes me feel ashamed. I can only do my best to protect you and prevent you from being harmed. Since you have all come to my doorstep, please have a cup of tea at my residence before you leave. Consider it my way of thanking you for your kindness."
The people were even more excited upon hearing this, and their affection for Mu Yunhe grew even stronger. In no time, the area in front of the priest's residence was bustling with activity.
Mu Yunhe ordered someone to make tea, and he chatted amiably with the people at the door. Although the people were happy, they did not dare to be too rude or offensive, and did not dare to get too close to Mu Yunhe. Mu Yunhe seemed to be standing casually among the people, with people standing in front of, behind, left and right of him, and Luo Zhiheng standing to his left front.
He was almost shoulder to shoulder with her, and his hand could touch Luo Zhiheng below. He didn't dare to go too far. On the surface, he chatted and laughed with people, but secretly he hooked Luo Zhiheng's little finger and gently tugged at it. The action was unintentional, but a little urgent and lingering.
Luo Zhiheng's back stiffened, then half of it went numb. Her face under the straw hat finally regained color, and she smiled, her little fingers slightly clenching, clinging tightly to him, unwilling to let go.
He knew she was back!
Luo Zhiheng was so moved she wanted to cry. The anxiety and grievances of the past few days finally found relief at this moment. She knew what Mu Yunhe's almost imperceptible movements meant; he was asking her to leave, but also carrying longing and reluctance. For the first time, Luo Zhiheng truly understood the difficulties Mu Yunhe was facing.
If he weren't genuinely unable to speak, he wouldn't have used this opportunity to tell her his feelings and situation. But the more Mu Yunhe acted this way, the more Luo Zhiheng felt heartache for him, and the more she couldn't bear to leave him.
The two appeared calm, yet their brief physical intimacy carried a profound and lingering passion. Their entanglement in front of others only added to the excitement and intrigue. A touch of thrill, a hint of something more, made their hearts race, and in doing so, the two people almost touching each other longed for one another even more.
This brief moment of intimacy and warmth was broken by the arrival of those tea-scented drinks. Mu Yunhe elegantly instructed his servants to serve tea to everyone. Since he couldn't stand there forever, he personally took a few bowls and distributed them to the people standing next to him. They were all very excited and gratefully accepted the tea.
Mu Yunhe handed another bowl to Luo Zhiheng, his gaze fixed on her with a faint smile, revealing no trace of his true intentions.
Luo Zhiheng felt a pang of sadness at his smile, her hands trembled slightly, and she lost her grip on the teacup, which fell to the ground and shattered.
The crowd fell silent instantly, staring blankly at Luo Zhiheng. Some were gloating, some were afraid of being implicated, and some worried about the priest's wrath. The once lively scene became so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.
Mu Yunhe's smile remained unchanged. He took another bowl of tea and handed it to Luo Zhiheng, saying gently, "It's alright, don't be afraid. Here's another bowl for you."
People were captivated by Mu Yunhe's kindness and tolerance, and the atmosphere became relaxed. Everyone praised Mu Yunhe's benevolence and magnanimity.
Only Mu Yunhe's heart was in turmoil. He was almost unable to bear it any longer, wanting to see Luo Zhiheng, hold her in his arms, and kiss her passionately to ease his longing. The woman he loved most was standing right in front of him, so close, yet he could only pretend not to recognize her. That feeling was truly devastating.
Luo Zhiheng also wanted to cry, wanted to rush into Mu Yunhe's arms and hold him tightly, but she didn't dare. She didn't dare to ruin Mu Yunhe's plan. With trembling hands, Mu Yunhe took the bowl of tea. His fingers, burning hot, seemingly casually brushed across her palm, slightly bent, and then pressed heavily into her palm.
Luo Zhiheng's heart was burning, and she drank the bowl of tea with tears in her eyes. But at that moment, she made up her mind to return to Mu Yunhe's side openly and honestly. She didn't want to be sneaky anymore. Even if there was danger, even if Mu Yunhe would be angry, she just wanted to be with Mu Yunhe!
"Gentlemen, you should head back early. Otherwise, if some bad guys appear after dark, wouldn't I be worried and upset? Please don't make me worry," Mu Yunhe said with a humorous smile.
Everyone responded to him kindly, genuinely believing that Mu Yunhe was concerned about them. But Luo Zhiheng burst into tears upon hearing this. He still wanted her to leave. That damned Mu Yunhe, he actually wanted to shoulder everything himself! What did he take her, Luo Zhiheng, for? Was she some fragile, delicate flower in a greenhouse?
Luo Zhiheng said nothing, put down her teacup, glanced at Mu Yunhe again, and then strode away.
Mu Yunhe's gaze dimmed as he scanned the departing people, looking at Luo Zhiheng's small figure many times until she was no longer visible. Only then did he return to his residence with a heavy heart.
He had just sat down when the Great Demon King's disdainful voice echoed within him: "Hmph, how hypocritical! I never expected that Your Excellency would actually exploit the kindness and love of the people. Are you trying to build momentum for yourself so that the people won't oppose you after you ascend the throne?"
Mu Yunhe's spirits lifted; as expected, this guy could see and hear everything he said and did outside. Mu Yunhe's heart sank slightly, unsure what else the Great Demon King knew. He carefully composed himself, storing away all his memories of Aheng, not daring to think of anything, and said coldly, "Even if I don't ascend the throne, the people of all the countries under heaven are still my people. I have a responsibility to protect them. Do I need to curry favor with them?"
"But you just did that. Mu Yunhe, if you cooperate with me, I guarantee that this world will be unified in your hands as quickly as possible. How about it? Think about it. As long as you agree to let me go, I can find another body for my soul to reside in. Then I will assist you. When you become emperor, I will be your chief minister. Isn't that wonderful?" the Great Demon King said enticingly.
"Are you willing to be relegated to a subordinate position?" Mu Yunhe asked with a nonchalant sneer.
The Great Demon King seemed momentarily speechless, then said coldly, "It's not that I'm unwilling. I should be the supreme ruler, but your status is far higher than mine. I only admire the strong. You are stronger than me, so you should be king and emperor. This is only natural. This world has been divided for too long and must be unified again. The long-standing division must be followed by unification; this is the true principle of the world's destiny."
"You know quite a lot, but your idea is destined to fail. I will not cooperate with you." Mu Yunhe's attitude hardened. He was relieved to be sure that the Great Demon King had not seen his ambiguous actions with Aheng just now, nor could he sense that the person was Aheng.
Upon receiving this answer, the Great Demon King roared in frustration. After a while of cursing, he said hatefully, "Mu Yunhe, don't be so arrogant. You'll regret this one day. Even if you beg me then, I won't let you go! You don't want this world, but I do! Don't think you can imprison me forever. Mu Yunhe, you know that one day I can devour your soul. At that time, this world will cease to exist except for Mu Yunhe's body! Then your body will still fall into my hands!"
The Great Demon King grew increasingly agitated and excited as he spoke. Mu Yunhe, however, remained unusually silent, for he knew the Great Demon King's words were true. If his master didn't appear, he would gradually deplete the last of his soul's power. When his soul's limiting power was at its weakest, the Great Demon King could easily devour his soul and seize his body!
Frustrated, Mu Yunhe closed his eyes, trying not to think of Luo Zhiheng, but he couldn't help but think of her. Just as he was thinking about his past with Luo Zhiheng, he heard the great demon king inside him croaking strangely: "What, missing your dead wife? Don't worry, soon I can send you to see your dead wife."
Mu Yunhe suddenly increased the power of his soul suppression, and the Great Demon King screamed in agony. Mu Yunhe said coldly, "You'd better shut your mouth. I can't kill you now, but how do you know I can never kill you? If you anger me again, we'll perish together!"
Luo Zhiheng was Mu Yunhe's weakness. He only had to think about it for the Great Demon King to know immediately. Mu Yunhe was terrified that the Great Demon King would find out that Aheng was still alive, and he became completely enraged.
The Great Demon King also quieted down. The suppression of his soul power was no joke; it was truly painful. But in his heart, the Great Demon King thought sinisterly: "You brat, keep being arrogant. Just wait a few more days, and I will master an even higher level of the Soul Devouring Technique. Let's see how arrogant you are then! At that time, I can take over your body and overthrow the Mu Dynasty!"
Chapter 518: A Battle of Wits to Get Back to His Side! (Bonus Chapter for 81,000 Recommendation Votes)
Updated: 2013-12-26 20:39:23 Word Count: 3319
In the past few days, the two most talked-about news items are: one is that the most affectionate priest of the Mu Dynasty lost his wife overnight, and the other is that after losing his wife, the priest finally became one of all men and began the path of having beautiful concubines.
The emperor showered Mu Yunhe with beauties every few days, and Mu Yunhe accepted them all without hesitation. No one could understand what Mu Yunhe was doing. Even if you gave up on yourself in your heartbreak, you still couldn't possibly favor all those women. How could you remain so devoted and suddenly become unfaithful?
The women of the Mu Dynasty were heartbroken, their fragile hearts shattered. The men who had been eagerly anticipating Mu Yunhe's multiple wives and concubines finally turned the tables, grinning and saying that no man is immune to pleasure, and Mu Yunhe was no different.
Today, the Emperor bestowed another woman upon Mu Yunhe. It is said that this woman was presented to the Emperor by the Prime Minister, but the Emperor, out of consideration for Mu Yunhe's grief over the loss of his wife, gave her to him instead. Thus, after court today, Mu Yunhe, with a gloomy face, took a woman dressed in red and wearing a veiled hat and rode home in a carriage.
Throughout the journey, Mu Yunhe's aura was extremely low. He didn't even glance at the woman, seemingly disgusted by her. Yet, he allowed her to ride in the same carriage with him, and didn't object to her sitting next to him. He simply closed his eyes to rest, his brows furrowed, revealing his unhappiness.
The woman sat obediently to the side, seemingly frightened by Mu Yunhe's appearance. She sat stiffly for a long while before gently raising her head to steal a glance at Mu Yunhe, then immediately looked away. She seemed very afraid of Mu Yunhe, but there was still a hint of shyness in her eyes.
The woman seemed unable to bear the loneliness any longer and cautiously whispered, "Are you tired? Shall I give you a massage?"
That alluring voice could send shivers down any man's spine, making him yearn to immediately pull the woman into his arms and kiss her passionately. Mu Yunhe felt the same way, but it was precisely because this feeling, which he only experienced with Luo Zhiheng, was now manifesting in him that he became even more agitated!
He had always known that his Aheng was a very opinionated and stubborn woman, but at this moment, her stubbornness made Mu Yunhe want to grab her and beat her up!
Could she please not cause him trouble at a time like this? Didn't he already clearly tell her to leave? That brat, not only did she not leave, she even went so far as to enter the palace through that bastard Prime Minister and get to his side through the Emperor!
Okay, very good! Showing off how capable you are, huh?!
Mu Yunhe gritted his teeth in anger, feeling helpless and furious at Luo Zhiheng's reckless leap into the wolf's den. How dare she even speak now? Pinch? Pinch what! I want to pinch your tender little face! And that voice of hers, can't she even stick out her tongue? So sweet and coquettish, what's she showing off for? If you mess with me, you'll be bedridden for three days!
Mu Yunhe thought angrily, but he didn't dare to be too careless lest the Great Demon King discover that he was emotionally unstable. He was truly extremely frustrated.
Luo Zhiheng must be taken away; she can't be allowed into the manor, otherwise, she'll be in grave danger, and getting out will be difficult. Mu Yunhe was racking his brains for a solution when he suddenly felt a pair of soft little hands grip his arm. Mu Yunhe's body went numb instantly, and he immediately opened his eyes. The light in his eyes was so fierce and sharp that it could almost devour Luo Zhiheng.
Luo Zhiheng seemed startled and quickly lowered her head, her voice trembling slightly: "Was I too strong? I'm sorry."
Luo Zhiheng appeared frightened on the surface, but inside she was incredibly excited; her voice trembled with emotion. She had finally touched him! Finally, she could be so close to him again! Finally, she didn't have to worry about not being able to see him anymore! Finally, she could openly be by his side!
Mu Yunhe stared at her menacingly. He couldn't control his arousal; Aheng had only lightly touched him, not even teasing or flirting, yet he had reacted, and with a fierce and intense urge. This woman was definitely here to cause him trouble. How could he possibly be rational and calm enough to focus on dealing with the Great Demon King while facing her? Being distracted by her, thinking about her all the time—if this continued, he would die at the Great Demon King's hands sooner or later.
Luo Zhiheng must be sent away!
"Did I give you permission to touch me? Touching me without permission is a crime. Acting on your own in front of me is an even greater crime! A woman like you, who has no manners and no sense of propriety, is not worthy to stay by my side! Stop the car!" Mu Yunhe was furious, finding fault with Luo Zhiheng in every way, truly finding fault with everything about her.
Luo Zhiheng was anxious. What was Mu Yunhe doing? Was his sudden outburst of anger an attempt to drive her away? Thinking this, and worried that the ghostly spirit was still there and she had to put on an act, she quickly knelt down in terror and said, "It was my fault! I will never dare to do it again! Please spare my life, Your Majesty, and give me a chance to reform. I will definitely do my best to satisfy Your Majesty."
Mu Yunhe was speechless. If he really gave you a chance, you would be in real danger. Even if you did nothing but beat and scold me every day, I would still be happy. How could I expect you to change? He said sternly, "Who gave you permission to talk nonsense! What right do you have to speak in front of me? Did I give you permission to speak? You scoundrel, so unruly. Is this how the Prime Minister disciplined and taught you?"
Mu Yunhe was furious, his teeth clenched as he spoke of the prime minister. That foolish prime minister—weren't he and Luo Zhiheng at odds? How could he have helped Luo Zhiheng come to his side? He'd put Luo Zhiheng in such a dangerous situation; the prime minister deserved to die!
Luo Zhiheng truly didn't care whether the Prime Minister would die or not. That bastard's agreement to help was thanks to her brother. If she hadn't begged her brother, who had come to her for help, and hadn't threatened him with his life to get his consent, he would have had no choice but to beg the Prime Minister. That bastard wouldn't have agreed to help send her to the Emperor and then to Mu Yunhe. Because of this, that bastard Prime Minister had taken many treasures from her brother.
Sooner or later, she will help her brother get all those treasures back.
"Your Majesty's mood is your own business, this servant will never dare to do it again." Luo Zhiheng lowered her posture even further, almost crawling on the ground, lying at Mu Yunhe's feet. In the narrow space, she curled up, her hands almost pressing on Mu Yunhe's feet. Under her wide sleeves, she squeezed Mu Yunhe's feet hard and carefully rubbed them, threatening him while trying to please him.
Mu Yunhe nearly gasped; the sensation on his feet was incredibly intense—it was his Aheng touching him! He could feel it, damn it!!
This little vixen, daring to tease him at a time like this, and in such a way at that! Their bodies had longed for each other for so long, and even this tiny touch was magnified many times over in his mind. Mu Yunhe suppressed the urge to embrace her and kiss her fiercely, suppressed the heartache he felt for her kneeling humbly at his feet, and said ruthlessly, "Enough nonsense. Guards, throw this ill-mannered woman off the carriage and send her personally to the Prime Minister's residence. Ask the Prime Minister on my behalf whether he even knows how to send women, that he actually sent such an unruly one!"
Seeing the soldiers rush in to arrest her, Luo Zhiheng was also furious. Mu Yunhe was determined to send her away, and she didn't want to!
Luo Zhiheng suddenly grabbed Mu Yunhe's leg and refused to let go, crying in a delicate voice, "Your Excellency, please, don't send me away! I really can't be sent back! Going back means certain death! You don't know what the Prime Minister is like!"
Mu Yunhe's lips twitched. He was completely caught off guard by Luo Zhiheng's sudden move. Hearing her words, he knew she was going to smear the Prime Minister. A fleeting smile appeared in Mu Yunhe's eyes as he pursed his thin lips, trying to pull his legs out of her embrace. However, she was holding him too tightly, pressing his legs firmly against her chest. This exertion only caused the softness of her breasts to rub against him. Mu Yunhe felt a tingling sensation that ran from his calves to his scalp, and Luo Zhiheng instantly became aroused.
In an instant, the two, who had been abstinent for so long, couldn't help but feel their hearts flutter. Mu Yunhe's face flushed slightly, and Luo Zhiheng even let out a soft moan.
Mu Yunhe flew into a rage and roared at the guards who rushed in, "What are you looking at? Get out!"
Ah Heng's delicate and soft appearance can only be seen by him, and Ah Heng's beautiful moans can only be heard by him!
The guard quickly scrambled out, landing safely after a tumble, still drenched in cold sweat from the ferocious expression Mu Yunhe had just displayed.
Luo Zhiheng chuckled inwardly, secretly glancing up at Mu Yunhe. That glance was truly captivating, alluring, and utterly charming, evoking a sense of pity and tenderness. Especially striking were her large, clear eyes, brimming with tears; any man who saw them would have wished he could die instantly, just to win a smile from this beauty. However, Mu Yunhe would never allow anyone else to see Luo Zhiheng like this.
Mu Yunhe, of course, couldn't resist being captivated by Luo Zhiheng's charm. He quickly steadied himself. He had been wondering why Aheng's eyes were red before, and now he was even more puzzled as to why they had turned black. However, he still hadn't seen Aheng's face and didn't know what she had gone through after being disfigured. He dared not ask, but based on his familiarity with Luo Zhiheng's soul, he could immediately sense Luo Zhiheng and confirm who his Aheng was and where she was.
"You just said the Prime Minister is...?" Mu Yunhe cleared his throat and asked coldly. He thought angrily, "Did that damned Prime Minister bully my Aheng? Is he looking for death?!"
519 The Vicious Women in the Eerie Backyard!
Updated: 2013-12-27 18:56:49 Word Count: 3389
In the past few days, the two most talked-about news items are: one is that the most affectionate priest of the Mu Dynasty lost his wife overnight, and the other is that after losing his wife, the priest finally became one of all men and began the path of having beautiful concubines.
The emperor showered Mu Yunhe with beauties every few days, and Mu Yunhe accepted them all without hesitation. No one could understand what Mu Yunhe was doing. Even if you gave up on yourself in your heartbreak, you still couldn't possibly favor all those women. How could you remain so devoted and suddenly become unfaithful?
The women of the Mu Dynasty were heartbroken, their fragile hearts shattered. The men who had been eagerly anticipating Mu Yunhe's multiple wives and concubines finally turned the tables, grinning and saying that no man is immune to pleasure, and Mu Yunhe was no different.
Today, the Emperor bestowed another woman upon Mu Yunhe. It is said that this woman was presented to the Emperor by the Prime Minister, but the Emperor, out of consideration for Mu Yunhe's grief over the loss of his wife, gave her to him instead. Thus, after court today, Mu Yunhe, with a gloomy face, took a woman dressed in red and wearing a veiled hat and rode home in a carriage.
Throughout the journey, Mu Yunhe's aura was extremely low. He didn't even glance at the woman, seemingly disgusted by her. Yet, he allowed her to ride in the same carriage with him, and didn't object to her sitting next to him. He simply closed his eyes to rest, his brows furrowed, revealing his unhappiness.
The woman sat obediently to the side, seemingly frightened by Mu Yunhe's appearance. She sat stiffly for a long while before gently raising her head to steal a glance at Mu Yunhe, then immediately looked away. She seemed very afraid of Mu Yunhe, but there was still a hint of shyness in her eyes.
The woman seemed unable to bear the loneliness any longer and cautiously whispered, "Are you tired? Shall I give you a massage?"
That alluring voice could send shivers down any man's spine, making him yearn to immediately pull the woman into his arms and kiss her passionately. Mu Yunhe felt the same way, but it was precisely because this feeling, which he only experienced with Luo Zhiheng, was now manifesting in him that he became even more agitated!
He had always known that his Aheng was a very opinionated and stubborn woman, but at this moment, her stubbornness made Mu Yunhe want to grab her and beat her up!
Could she please not cause him trouble at a time like this? Didn't he already clearly tell her to leave? That brat, not only did she not leave, she even went so far as to enter the palace through that bastard Prime Minister and get to his side through the Emperor!
Okay, very good! Showing off how capable you are, huh?!