The wet nurse's lips twitched, and she said solemnly, "There's a great treasure! But I suspect Luo Ningshuang already knew what was inside. Her sudden mention of the dowry this time, and all the trouble she caused before, is likely an attempt to embezzle your dowry. She probably wants to keep those things for herself."
"She's dreaming! That's mine!" Luo Zhiheng was furious, but then suddenly became puzzled: "Logically speaking, we're both our mother's daughters, so if it's mine, it should be hers too, right?"
The wet nurse shook her head and said, "It's different. You are the eldest daughter, and besides, Miss instructed before giving birth that all of her dowry must be given to the eldest daughter, and there was no son. But she was a twin, so a ceremony was held for you when you were born. You are the only one qualified to inherit those things. Luo Ningshuang has no right to touch them."
Luo Zhiheng found it strange; what could be so wonderful? And why would a ceremony be held to confirm the heir's status? Luo Ningshuang's greed stirred again; it must be something extraordinary. Luo Zhiheng felt a pang of envy.
"We'll go and bring everything back tomorrow, but before we get our dowry back, I need to go to the palace to meet the Emperor." Luo Zhiheng didn't need to be too polite to someone who was two-faced. She was in a good mood because she had confirmed that her wet nurse was one of her own and that she was about to get her dowry back. But there was still a tough battle to fight tomorrow, and she had to put in her best effort.
That night, Luo Zhiheng naturally went back to her room to sleep, and Mu Yunhe naturally became her body pillow. The two of them were still one teasing her in a frivolous way and the other coldly resisting. But when Luo Zhiheng fell into a carefree sleep late at night, Mu Yunhe couldn't help but start a 'detox' process because of her.
Suppressed breathing, a racing heartbeat, a tense body, an alluring scent—all the senses converged on that spot, repeating the same movements over and over again, imagining Luo Zhiheng there!
A low growl accompanied the successful detox!
Mu Yunhe trembled all over, his face flushed with an alluring blush. He couldn't help but kiss her soft cheek, his eyes filled with an infatuation and affection unknown to him. His high nose gently pressed against her cheek, leaving a small indentation, then lifting it again, repeating this over and over without ever getting tired of it.
"Master, are you taking a bath today?" Xiao Xizi asked furtively as he entered.
"Hmm." Mu Yunhe hummed softly and went to the bathhouse with Xiao Xizi's help. After washing up, he changed his clothes and suddenly said, "Go and get a set of undergarments the same as before."
Luo Zhiheng is too shrewd. Last time, Luo Zhiheng noticed that he wore different clothes during the day and at night. He can't give himself away again. Before he successfully detoxifies and surprises her, he absolutely can't let her know what he's doing.
After changing his clothes and returning to bed, Mu Yunhe felt refreshed and cool. Luo Zhiheng immediately clung to him, sleeping soundly in his arms, her rosy cheeks making her look as cute as a tender ginseng doll.
Mu Yunhe was so enamored with her that he held her in his arms. The two of them were pressed tightly together, their breaths mingling, their hair intertwined, a tender dependence on each other.
Mu Yunhe suddenly remembered what his wet nurse had said earlier. He wondered why the Luo family had the right to be kings, but he wouldn't ask or say anything more, because he didn't care. However, the fact that he had grown up suffering from injuries and grievances was something he couldn't tolerate. Many ways to kill Luo Ningshuang flashed through his mind, but if he actually killed her, would Luo Zhiheng really not mind at all?
Just as she was lost in thought, filled with murderous intent, Luo Zhiheng suddenly kicked her little foot haphazardly, landing right on Mu Yunhe's shin. He frowned, and his large hand, which was around her back, slapped her, but unexpectedly hit her soft little bottom. Mu Yunhe instantly froze.
Unexpectedly, Luo Zhiheng, who was half asleep, suddenly laughed, grabbed Mu Yunhe haphazardly, and even reached her hand behind Mu Yunhe's back, muttering lewdly, "Let me touch it, such a sexy butt, um... little Hehe, be good, let me touch it, okay..."
Mu Yunhe was almost petrified!
He felt a small hand press down on his buttocks, a place that had never been touched before. A tingling, numbing sensation rose up his spine, and Mu Yunhe almost 'directly expelled the toxins'!
"Haha, it really feels great." Luo Zhiheng's face was practically drooling as she slept on his chest, completely oblivious to her surroundings, and she even had a terrible case of nocturnal movement.
Feeling her hands kneading him unrestrainedly, Mu Yunhe's handsome face turned red, his eyes blazing with anger, he was almost bursting with rage!
But he couldn't bear to move, because he felt so comfortable and curious, his heart was pounding and he couldn't resist. So Mu Yunhe endured Luo Zhiheng's indecent advances until dawn, his body was stiff as a board.
When Ah Heng woke up in the morning, she felt refreshed, her eyes sparkling, and her mood was radiant. Because she had a wonderful dream all night long! It was the first time in her two lives that she had ever had a dream like this. The dream was filled with Mu Yunhe's sexy buttocks! Although it was strange to dream about this, she felt incredibly excited, and even now she could still feel that firm, taut fullness in her palms.
When feeding Mu Yunhe, Luo Zhiheng was always absent-minded, her eyes always sneaking glances down at his lower body, her gaze full of lust.
Mu Yunhe knew exactly what she was peeking at, and he felt a mix of anger, amusement, and an indescribable awkwardness. He wouldn't let Luo Zhiheng know that he had indeed been indulging her wicked ways all night; what would become of his reputation as the young prince? Mu Yunhe ate his meal absentmindedly, while Luo Zhiheng fed him with a distracted air.
"Your Majesty, someone from the palace has arrived! Please follow them to the palace to meet the Emperor!" Xiao Xizi's panicked and anxious voice rang out from outside the door.
Luo Zhiheng's hand froze, her thoughts immediately returning to their senses. She put away her frivolous expression and, like a meticulous military strategist, curled her lips into a cold smile: "He actually arrived even faster than me. I haven't even gone to see the emperor yet, and he's already here. Do you think there might be something fishy going on here?"
"Consort Li must have played a role in this! Your trip there will definitely not end well. Consort Li's older sister is the Emperor's Noble Consort; it would be a piece of cake for the sisters to protect a fake doctor. And Doctor Liang is even using the Emperor's name to send me here; I'm afraid you won't get any benefits from the Emperor either. Ah Heng, I'll go with you!" Mu Yunhe's analysis was so intense that he could no longer remain calm.
That's too dangerous! The fact that they're looking for someone so early clearly means something's wrong.
Luo Zhiheng sneered, "Don't be in such a hurry. You can't go; you're too weak and need to rest. If I need you to personally handle everything, I might as well just stand behind you. Trust me, I can definitely handle it. In any case, this Doctor Liang absolutely cannot be allowed to live any longer, and I will not allow him to return to the Prince's Mansion to harm you again. As for Consort Li, if this is really related to her, then I'll have to think twice about her. No wonder she didn't make a move yesterday; is she waiting for me here today? Using the Emperor to pressure me? I'll see if her methods are stronger, or my reasoning is stronger!"
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153 A show of force! Do you know your crime?
Updated: 2013-07-05 17:34:07 Word Count: 4434
She hadn't even gone out to cause trouble, and trouble was already coming to her doorstep. If she didn't respond, wouldn't she be looked down upon?
Luo Zhiheng changed her clothes into magnificent attire befitting Mu Yunhe's status. Her headdress and body were dressed in the most dignified attire of a royal wife, exuding an air of nobility. Furthermore, Luo Zhiheng had toned down her ostentation, and her natural, cool and aloof demeanor made her appear dignified.
While she was changing, people outside the door had called several times. Luo Zhiheng sneered. Were they trying to disrupt her composure and make her panic? Oh, you've miscalculated. This old lady fears nothing and no one, except for your overestimation of her! The more you look down on her, the easier it will be for her to retaliate.
Her hand rested on her waist, where her secret weapon was hidden. Looking back at Mu Yunhe leaning against the bed, the worry on his face was genuine. This softened Luo Zhiheng's heart, and she couldn't help but walk over and touch his face, saying, "Don't worry, they can't do anything to me. I'll come back alive and kicking to see you." 14.
"Okay, I'm not worried." Mu Yunhe gave her a smile without hesitation, then took the initiative to put his arm around Luo Zhiheng's neck, placed a kiss on her soft face, and whispered, "I'm lucky to be with you. Don't be afraid of anything that happens. Remember, no matter what, I'm always behind you."
Luo Zhiheng nodded, smiling brightly, then walked briskly to the door. She gave Mu Yunhe another relaxed smile before opening the door. Instantly, even stronger sunlight rushed in, engulfing Luo Zhiheng in its radiance. She stepped out of the room, her relaxed smile vanishing instantly.
Meanwhile, the trusting smile on Mu Yunhe's face shattered bit by bit! He clenched his fists and placed them on his chest, his heart pounding anxiously. The unfamiliar and dangerous environment, the high and mighty monarch, the monstrous disaster he had caused the day before yesterday, his arrogant and domineering behavior, the bloody facts, plus the ruthless and treacherous Consort Li—all of this combined would become Luo Zhiheng's inescapable crime!
The future is unpredictable, but the present is absolutely fraught with danger. Even if Luo Zhiheng didn't say it, he knew she had made a grave mistake. Even if they thought Luo Zhiheng was right, in terms of reason, emotion, and law, Luo Zhiheng at most had the element of emotion, but the emperor had three, and once Consort Li was involved, she also had the element of law!
Therefore, the most disadvantaged person is Luo Zhiheng.
No matter how many mistakes Doctor Liang may have made, his status is what it is. Whether he is a real or fake doctor, he was sent by the Emperor and represents the Emperor.
But Luo Zhiheng's actions the day before yesterday, including a series of blows and beatings, could be considered a capital offense!
This is a grave offense of disrespect! This is a crime of contempt for the Emperor!
This is a country where imperial power reigns supreme. Here, the emperor is heaven, is everything, and is the supreme ruler who holds the power of life and death over all living beings! No one can despise him, and no one can treat anything he bestows with disrespect, because that would be disrespecting the emperor.
Mu Yunhe understood all of this, hence his anxious and uneasy state. He knew all this; surely Consort Li knew it too? He feared Consort Li was using Luo Zhiheng's beating and rebuking of Doctor Liang as a pretext to suppress her. If that were the case, even if Luo Zhiheng could reason things out, she wouldn't escape punishment!
Mu Yunhe lacked confidence that the emperor would be so kind as to disregard his own reputation and be merciful enough not to hold Luo Zhiheng accountable for the obvious disrespect she had committed.
"Xiao Xizi! Go quickly and find out if Consort Li went out yesterday and today?" Mu Yunhe ordered. He could only hope that Consort Li had nothing to do with it, and that the Emperor's search for Luo Zhiheng was perhaps just about yesterday's First Talent Contest.
But when Xiao Xizi returned with a long face and told him that Consort Li had gone back to the Li family last night and hadn't returned today, Mu Yunhe's heart sank to the bottom.
"It really is related to her!" Mu Yunhe gritted his teeth, but was helpless. He quickly said, "See where Luo Zhiheng is? Go and tell her about this so that she can think of a plan in advance."
Xiao Xizi quickly ran out.
Luo Zhiheng's expressionless face was truly composed and dignified. Her elegant and heavy clothing also brought out her refined temperament. She was no longer the flamboyant ring queen, but had transformed into a dignified and beautiful noble lady.
Her jade pendants jingled, mingling with gold and silver. Dressed in magnificent attire, radiating beauty, she walked gracefully to the gate, where a grand and imposing royal carriage stood beside the dead horse that had been split in two.
The gate was still open to Mu Huamei. The stench of blood remained, though much milder. The horse, after two nights of sweltering summer heat, had begun to rot and stink, attracting countless flying insects and even rodents. But Luo Zhiheng's power that day was too overwhelming; to this day, no one dared to actually touch these things.
The woman who came to fetch Luo Zhiheng was an old nanny with a cold expression and sinister eyes. Her face was full of thick, fleshy lines. She looked at Luo Zhiheng with hostility and said, "Please hurry up, little princess. It's not good to keep the emperor waiting. Even if you are the little princess, you will still be punished."
Luo Zhiheng raised an eyebrow and said sternly, "I know what I should do, and I don't need a slave like you to remind me. Besides, I can punish you right now for insubordination! You, a mere nanny, act so arrogantly and haughtily in front of me. Who gave you the face and power? Is this the rule of the royal family?"
"You!" The old nanny pointed at Luo Zhiheng in shock and anger.
"You still dare to treat me with disrespect and disrespect, wet nurse! Take her down and open her mouth! Beat her until her dog mouth is only able to spit blood and can no longer utter a single word!" Luo Zhiheng's eyes were sharp, and her actions were extraordinary.
The wet nurse rushed forward and slapped the old nanny across the face, sending her staggering. Then, the wet nurse became even more ferocious, grabbing the old nanny's hair and relentlessly slapping her left and right. The sound of slaps echoing across the gates of the Prince's mansion silenced everyone.
Luo Zhiheng calmly descended the steps, walked past the dead horse, and before boarding the carriage, she coldly said, "A mere dog, a slave, dares to point fingers at me? Be careful who you are! Don't happen to provoke me when I'm in a bad mood, or it won't just be a few slaps; I might even kill her in a fit of rage! Beat her hard, beat her until her mouth is bleeding! You can leave when you're done. All the time wasted now will be your fault. Later, I, the Princess Consort, will see what punishment the Emperor will give you."
Luo Zhiheng, ever ruthless, struck with brutal force. The old nanny, her face contorted with rage, trembled violently, unable to utter a single word. Despite her strong and robust physique, even resistance was a luxury in the face of her wet nurse. The wet nurse, however, didn't strike too hard, deliberately stalling for time.
Sitting in the carriage, Luo Zhiheng's face turned extremely ugly. She was quite certain that the old nanny who had made things difficult for her earlier was one of Consort Li's people. At the very least, she was related to Consort Li. It was very likely that she was working for Consort Li's sister, Imperial Concubine Li.
Their very words were blatant intimidation and coercion—were they trying to scare and control her? Or were they trying to humiliate her in front of the Mu Prince's mansion, which had become the center of attention, and undermine her prestige? These two Li sisters had a clever plan. If she showed even the slightest weakness or hesitation today, Luo Zhiheng would immediately become the laughingstock of the Mu Dynasty. Even the prestige she had just built would likely vanish overnight.
As expected of Consort Li, she strikes with ruthless tactics. However, Consort Li miscalculated. Did she think she would be afraid of the people sent by the Emperor? Would she willingly swallow her anger and be bullied? 15882526
What a ridiculous joke! Now that she knows this is Consort Li's conspiracy, she will only retaliate more fiercely. Thinking of what Xiao Xizi had told her earlier, Luo Zhiheng clenched her hands. Today, she could give Consort Li a good whack and let her taste the frustration of being helpless and speechless.
"Master, she can't speak anymore, and her mouth is full of blood," the wet nurse said calmly.
"Then hurry up and go to the palace to meet the Emperor." Luo Zhiheng instructed. The wet nurse entered the carriage, and then the carriage chain was lifted again. The old woman with a pig's head and a face full of blood was about to get on as well. Before getting on, she glared fiercely at Luo Zhiheng.
Luo Zhiheng didn't hold back. She kicked the man off the carriage and scolded, "What kind of thing dares to ride in the same carriage as this princess? Get off! If you're not capable, crawl back to the palace. Let's go."
The carriage moved slowly, and everyone behind it trembled with fear. Luo Zhiheng remained arrogant and domineering, even daring to strike the emperor's men. But Luo Zhiheng's attitude and fearless demeanor only made others more afraid of her.
The carriage slowly entered the palace gate and stopped at the inner gate. Luo Zhiheng alighted from the carriage and was suddenly stunned when she looked up. The scene before her was majestic and solemn. The rows of red walls and glazed tiles shimmered brilliantly in the sunlight, and the empty and desolate ground seemed to be paved with warm, white jade. Above the high steps, in front of the palace gate, hung a golden plaque.
Xuande Hall!
Even an idiot like Luo Zhiheng would know where Xuande Hall is. It's where civil and military officials hold their daily court meetings to discuss national affairs and the people's livelihood, and it's where the emperor holds his morning court sessions!
Did we come to the wrong place?! Her matter should be considered a family matter, so we shouldn't be seeing her here.
However, before Luo Zhiheng could ask, a group of people hurried over, respectfully greeted her, and then led her forward. The eunuch whispered, "Please hurry, Princess Consort. His Majesty, the civil and military officials, and the pharaohs have been waiting for a long time."
Luo Zhiheng didn't speak, but quickened her pace, unable to hide her shock.
Is this going to be a joint trial? Could Consort Li really cause such a commotion? And who are these Pharaohs anyway? It looks like this hurdle won't be easy to overcome today.
Lifting her heavy skirt, she ascended the steps of the Crouching Dragon Crest, stained with centuries of bloodshed in the struggle for the throne. The sun was high, but her thick, ornate clothes offered no warmth; each step felt heavy and perilous. As she climbed higher and higher, and the vermilion gate gradually came into view, Luo Zhiheng's expression shifted dramatically, then instantly became calm.
What's there to fear about difficulties and obstacles? If you don't try, you'll never know what the outcome will be, or whether there's any chance of survival! Opportunity lies ahead, and she can't afford to lose her composure. Only calmness and objectivity are the only way to defeat the enemy!
The eunuchs walking in front lined up on both sides of the gate, one after another, with the wives of the wives standing far apart. There were four doors and two windows. The guards, carrying swords, were dressed in burly armor and had expressionless faces, like Yama, the King of Hell.
"Princess Consort Luo Zhiheng has arrived!!" The moment Luo Zhiheng stood on the highest point, a series of sharp announcements rang out, reminding her of her status as a princess consort and reminding her that the person she was facing today was no longer the supreme ruler she could provoke without restraint!
Two eunuchs slowly opened the towering gates before her, revealing the long, secluded imperial court to Luo Zhiheng. Looking around, she saw ministers in neat robes standing in unison on either side of the vermilion-painted brick walls, each facing inwards, yet at this moment, every single one of them was focused on Luo Zhiheng. At the highest point of the main hall sat the ruler of this dynasty!
Countless gazes clashed, cold, imposing, and chilling, all falling upon Luo Zhiheng. Her slender frame felt a heavy pressure, her scalp tingling, yet her gaze remained calm and fearless as she stared straight ahead, oblivious to the scenery and the people around her. Her steps were light and steady, her hands clasped respectfully in front of her abdomen as she stepped over the high threshold, onto the long, dark red brick path. Each step, a lifetime of blossoming!
Her exceptional beauty and elegant attire, combined with the dignified and gentle demeanor beneath her jeweled attire, instantly captivated the eyes of the civil and military officials, eliciting a wave of amazement and astonishment.
Where was the woman before me, with not a trace of the flamboyance and arrogance of the rumors? How could she resemble the daughter of a minor noble family? Her entire demeanor and bearing were more imposing than even the matriarch of an ancient noble family!
Inside the main hall, two elegantly dressed women sat hand in hand. Through the beaded curtain, they could see Luo Zhiheng. One woman was expressionless, but the other had a resentful and ferocious smile on her face!
Standing before the steps adorned with dragon heads on either side, Luo Zhiheng's magnificent golden robe trailed on the ground. As she slowly knelt in a gesture of respect, the robe billowed open, scattering gold across the red bricks, bathing her in golden light! Her tone was neither humble nor arrogant: "Your subject Luo Zhiheng greets Your Majesty, long live the Emperor!"
She bowed, but did not kneel.
The emperor remained silent for a long time, and all the officials were also silent. She could only squat there, unmoved as a mountain. After a long while, the emperor finally spoke, his question sharp and authoritative: "Do you know your crime?"
Luo Zhiheng raised her head slightly, showing no fear, and calmly asked in return, "May I ask Your Majesty, what crime have I committed?"
The officials were astonished, and the entire hall fell silent!
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