This is the first letter the princess wrote after marrying him!
What would that feel like? Anticipation? Fear? Shyness?
Trembling, I opened it, and there were only a few words written in a shy, girlish handwriting.
I think I fell in love with my husband at first sight.
Those few simple words appeared abruptly and eerily in Prince Mu's eyes. His pupils constricted, his ears rang, his mind went blank, and only those four words echoed in his mind like a madman. 10.
Love at first sight! Love at first sight! Love at first sight!
She actually fell in love with him at first sight?! But what happened in the end? From love at first sight to ruining her life? She loved him, gave him everything; he hated her, ignored everything. What exactly did they miss?
Suddenly, it was as if those four words had cleaved Prince Mu open, opening six of his seven orifices and finally opening the one that had been blocked!
Over the years, he seemed indifferent to her, but he always paid attention to her every move. He seemed to dislike her, but she could remember all her words. Even though he didn't see her often, his voice and smile were no less vivid in her memory than Li Fangfei, whom he saw frequently.
If you don't care about someone, why bother paying attention to them? And why do you notice them so unconsciously? But if you do care, why do you reject them so much?
Disappointment!
He gradually lost faith in the princess. In the reports from his bodyguards, the princess's character was described as utterly despicable and wretched; not a single good word was uttered from them. These bodyguards were men he had personally trained, loyal only to him; he couldn't believe anything was amiss. Therefore, it must be that the princess was truly not good enough.
But Li Fangfei was always praised. The princess posed no conflict of interest to the secret guards, so there was no question of any other schemes against her. But why? Why did the princess suddenly seem to have changed for the worse? The prince, who once had no suspicions, now harbors deep doubts; the change seemed to happen overnight.
If Li Fangfei hadn't been involved in so many sordid things, the prince might not have thought of anything else. But now that many things have come to light, the prince has to think deeply. Could it be that someone really did use their connections with his secret guards to deliberately slander the princess? After all, he didn't truly hate the princess in the past.
The only person who knew about this was Li Fangfei.
He never said it outright, but Li Fangfei, as his wife, must have noticed his affection for the princess. Moreover, Li Fangfei had often been upset and jealous because of the princess.
The more he thought about it, the more alarmed and frightened he became. What exactly had he missed? When the remnant in his heart was finally untangled with a painful and incomprehensible ache, and when the phrase "love at first sight" struck his heart hard, Prince Mu finally understood that the person who had fallen in love at first sight was not only the Princess herself!
And him too!
If it weren't for Li Fangfei intervening, if the princess's appearance hadn't initially displeased him, if he hadn't been so young and naive about relationships back then, and if the secret guards hadn't repeatedly brought him disappointing news, he wouldn't have gradually come to truly loathe the princess, much less have truly abandoned her.
He loves her, that's why it started and has continued until now!
He'd lived his whole life, always considering himself a smart man, but how could he have been so easily swayed by a woman's tricks that he lost his way and couldn't see the truth? He was wrong, so terribly wrong, so painfully wrong, so wrong... that he could never make amends in this lifetime.
Some people and some things, once missed, can never be made up for; once missed, they can never be found again.
His queen, his wife...
Mu Yunhe was truly ruthless, his psychological manipulation skills were clean and efficient. Prince Mu knew Mu Yunhe was trying to undermine him, yet he still had no choice but to fall for it. He was heartbroken, devastated by the years he had missed, by the people he had lost, by the regrets that could never be recovered. He was filled with unbearable sorrow and remorse, feeling as if life would be worse than death!
It is said that men do not easily shed tears, unless they are truly heartbroken.
Knowing his own heart, and knowing that regret was like an insurmountable passage of time that could never be returned, Prince Mu couldn't help but feel his eyes redden and tears fall.
With a pale face, he came to the general's mansion with only one purpose: to retrieve the princess's body and to bring her back to his side at all costs.
This time he entered the General's Mansion smoothly. His men said everything was normal, so he assumed that Mu Yunhe still hadn't made a move and that Mu Yunhe was waiting for him to repent. Therefore, this time, the proud, arrogant, and stubborn Prince Mu truly came with a heart of compromise and repentance.
But when he stood in the mourning hall, he was still dumbfounded.
"Where is the coffin? Where is your mother?!" His hoarse voice, devoid of its former strength, was filled with shock and panic as he looked at Mu Yunhe, his eyes filled with intense questioning.
Mu Yunhe, dressed in white mourning clothes, stood in the mourning hall with a cold and distant gaze, and said casually, "He has been buried."
"What did you say?!" Prince Mu roared in shock, his entire body twisted and contorted as if he were being torn apart. "Who gave you permission to bury your mother? I didn't agree! I didn't even know! Why didn't you tell me? Why didn't you tell me?!"
He appeared to be insane, roaring and completely broken down.
"I can visit the concubine." "Tell you? What makes you think you can?" Mu Yunhe asked with a contemptuous look, seemingly oblivious to Prince Mu's haggardness and breakdown.
"Just because I am her husband! The man she longed for! Your father! I haven't even seen her one last time, what right do you have to bury her on your own?" Prince Mu was extremely agitated, staggered a few steps, and then rushed forward.
"Husband? Man? Father?" Mu Yunhe said with a cold sneer and sarcasm, "Do you think you've fulfilled the responsibilities associated with these words? Have you done it all? Have you done what a husband should do for his wife? One last look? What right do you have to see her one last time? Didn't I give you a chance? Didn't I let you see her? I was almost kneeling down and begging you. She was waiting for you, waiting for that one last look from you!"
"But where were you? When she was dying, you held a dead body and grieved. When her soul returned home, you hesitated at her door! After her death, you relentlessly pursued her only son! How dare you tell me you were her husband? What gives you the right to say you didn't see her one last time? Do you deserve it? Do you deserve it!" Mu Yunhe suddenly stepped forward, meeting Prince Mu's body, and roared angrily and fiercely.
Prince Mu stood frozen in place as if struck by lightning, dumbfounded and utterly lifeless. Every question from Mu Yunhe was like a sharp sword piercing his heart; the pain was excruciating, unbearable.
"Go away. I won't let you see her, ever. You'll never see my mother again! Because you don't deserve it!" Mu Yunhe's resolute words were cruel and merciless. This was the best way he could think of to take revenge on Prince Mu, precise and ruthless. He saw the expression of Prince Mu's unbearable suffering, but he didn't feel the satisfaction of revenge he had imagined. He only felt suffocated and speechless, and his whole body was so tired that he wanted to lie down.
He could sense the intense, conflicting emotions that Prince Mu felt towards his wife. At first, he ignored it and felt an immediate anger, thinking it was a sign that Prince Mu disliked his mother. However, when Aheng said that she felt Prince Mu cared about his mother, Mu Yunhe suddenly understood.
It turns out that the conflicted feelings Prince Mu had towards the princess weren't disgust, but rather affection. Just like how he once liked Ah Heng, yet he wasn't aware of it. On one hand, he wanted to see her, to be close to her, but on the other hand, he feared her rejection and resistance. This contradiction was driving him to the brink of collapse.
He took advantage of this, having skilled craftsmen who could imitate handwriting bring in and produce many fake letters in the shortest possible time. Actually, these couldn't be considered fake, because half of the underlying message in these letters was true; it was a story the princess had once told Mu Yunhe as a tale of happiness and sorrow.
The princess, fearing a distance between him and his father, tried every means to let him know everything about his father. She told him many things about his father, mostly good things, including the princess's longing for love and the brief time they spent together. Every time the princess spoke of these things, she seemed so happy and blissful, and her face always radiated a happiness that made Mu Yunhe feel happy too.
But he also knew that the princess was only reporting good news and not bad. These letters weren't exactly deception, but they were a good way to attack Prince Mu. If Prince Mu didn't love the princess and didn't have her in his heart, he wouldn't feel good reading them. After all, she was a woman who had waited for him her whole life. But if he loved the princess, then he would collapse, collapse without any room for maneuver.
Mu Yunhe succeeded. He clearly sensed the prince's collapse and despair, just as he had felt the gloom and oppression when his mother died. His pain, his mother's regret—the prince finally felt it all completely!
The greatest punishment he could inflict on Prince Mu was to never reveal the location of his mother's tomb. He wanted Prince Mu to live a life of regret and despair, to forever struggle with sin and despair, to atone for all the sins he had committed in his life!
Mu Yunhe turned to leave, but before he could react, Prince Mu suddenly grabbed his arm and said in a trembling voice, "Tell me, where is your mother buried? I can take her with me, but tell me where she is."
No matter what, he had to find her! Even if she couldn't hear his confession anymore, even if his realization came too late, he still wanted to apologize to her, still wanted to ask for her forgiveness, and still wanted to be with her for a long time. They couldn't be together while they were alive, so after she died, he would silently protect her alone.
"I told you, you'll never see her again in your entire life!" Mu Yunhe said coldly.
Prince Mu wouldn't let go, his hoarse voice carrying a weak plea: "What do you want me to do? Beg you? Fine, I beg you, let me see her."
"Your pleas and your repentance come too late. I clearly gave you a chance, but you gave it up yourself," Mu Yunhe said, turning back to look at him with disdain.
Prince Mu was losing his patience. He desperately wanted to see the princess, and he roared, "Tell me where she is! Tell me where she is!"
Prince Mu seemed to have gone mad, repeating the same phrase over and over, roaring so loudly it could almost rip the roof off. His eyes were red, veins throbbing in his neck, as he shook Mu Yunhe violently, screaming, roaring, and howling, using all his strength to express his urgency and desire.
Mu Yunhe just stared at him coldly, without a trace of wavering or pity in his eyes.
He wanted to watch him suffer, he wanted to make him despair, break down, and ultimately wish he were dead! Now, Prince Mu was in such a state that he was almost insane. When Mu Yunhe saw this, he curled the corners of his mouth, but the smile was too cold, so cold that it chilled one to the bone.
"What's wrong?" A scream filled with panic rang out. Luo Zhiheng rushed out from the back hall and saw Prince Mu shaking Mu Yunhe like a madman. Mu Yunhe didn't resist, but his emaciated body was almost falling apart from the shaking. Luo Zhiheng was startled and rushed over to push Prince Mu away with all her might. But the strength of a madman is brute force, terrifying. Luo Zhiheng couldn't push him away immediately and was instead pushed by Prince Mu, almost falling over.
Composing herself, Luo Zhiheng rushed forward and kicked Prince Mu in the shin with great force, sending him staggering back several steps. Taking the opportunity, Luo Zhiheng grabbed Mu Yunhe's hand and asked with concern, "How are you? Are you hurt?"
Mu Yunhe stared coldly at Prince Mu, remaining silent.
Luo Zhiheng was also furious. She turned around abruptly, expressing her disgust for an elder for the first time. Her words, laced with anger and coldness, were uncontrollable as she said, "What exactly do you want? We've already stopped pursuing this matter, and we won't ask what you've done. Are you ever going to stop? Why do you keep pestering us? Can't we even cherish the person you don't want? Please mind your place. You're a prince; you can't let people think you're crazy!"
Luo Zhiheng, a junior, was really going too far with what she said about her father-in-law. But you can't reason with bandits. Nude Photo is probably the most reasonable person in the bandit den. But if you put reasoning and being bullied together, then sorry, go to hell. What do girls need reason for!
Prince Mu seemed to have regained some of his senses after being scolded by Luo Zhiheng, but his bloodshot eyes and ferocious appearance were truly terrifying. When he saw Luo Zhiheng clearly, a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes, and he narrowed his eyes as he asked Mu Yunhe, "Will you tell me where the Princess Consort is buried or not?"
Mu Yunhe hissed, "Don't even think about it! You'll never see my mother again in this lifetime! You're not worthy!"
Prince Mu suddenly burst into laughter. He pointed at Luo Zhiheng and asked with a mocking and crazed tone, "So, she's good enough for you?"
"What do you mean?" Mu Yunhe's eyes grew even colder. He stepped forward and grabbed Luo Zhiheng's wrist with one hand. Because he was nervous and afraid that Prince Mu would hurt Luo Zhiheng, he ignored the stiffness in Luo Zhiheng's body.
As if sensing something, Luo Zhiheng's heart jumped into her throat.
Prince Mu's face was contorted with rage, a look of vengeance on his face. He asked in a sinister tone, "Luo Zhiheng, won't you tell me either? Where is the Princess buried? Just tell me, and that matter will be wiped clean. I'll pretend I know nothing. Tell me."
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Chapter 393 The Truth Comes Out! (Bonus Chapter for 28,500 Comments)
Updated: 2013-10-18 19:59:53 Word Count: 3657
What Prince Mu said sounded like a negotiation, but it was actually a threat!
Luo Zhiheng's face turned deathly pale instantly! For a fleeting moment, she had the urge to kill Prince Mu!
"What? You're not going to tell me either? Aren't you afraid..." Prince Mu's voice was high-pitched and had a mocking tone. He looked at Mu Yunhe with deep disdain and sarcasm in his eyes, as if to say, you're no better than him. We're father and son, just like each other, we both get hurt by women.
The gaze was too contemptuous and ruthless. Mu Yunhe could not accept that Prince Mu looked at them with such eyes. What right did he have?
"Aheng! What's going on?" He sensed something was amiss between her only remaining family member, her only beloved woman, and her cold-blooded father—something he didn't know about. This feeling made Mu Yunhe very uncomfortable. He didn't want Luo Zhiheng to be threatened, not even by Prince Mu.
Mu Yunhe's question made Luo Zhiheng even more uneasy. She didn't immediately explain to Mu Yunhe, but instead stared directly at Prince Mu. She was shocked by Prince Mu's character; how could he be so despicable and vile? If he really revealed that matter at this moment, when Mu Yunhe was at his most vulnerable and distressed, it would be tantamount to striking Mu Yunhe to death!
Mu Yunhe is his own son! How can a father treat his son like this? They say even tigers don't eat their cubs. Has Prince Mu really become so cold-blooded and ruthless that he'll stop at nothing to achieve his goals? No, if that's the case, it's terrifying.
Luo Zhiheng was afraid that Prince Mu would reveal this matter. She herself dared not tell Mu Yunhe under these circumstances, simply because she was afraid that Mu Yunhe would not be able to handle the blow. Although it was something she had done before, in Mu Yunhe's eyes now, she was his everything, and he could not afford to make any mistakes or lose her. Mu Yunhe seemed like a normal person now, but his heart could not withstand even the slightest disturbance.
Exhausted by her numerous wounds, she was unwilling and did not want to cause Mu Yunhe any further distress. But while she thought this way, would Prince Mu think the same? Did he really intend to harm Mu Yunhe for his own purposes?
Luo Zhiheng stared directly into Prince Mu's crazed eyes, and asked calmly and without arrogance, "Have you thought this through? Don't do anything wrong again. There's no going back if you regret it later."
Prince Mu retorted sarcastically and unyieldingly, "Regret? The thing I regret most is missing her, but you are ruthless! You won't even give me a chance to atone. Fine, you won't give me one, but you've even prevented me from seeing her one last time! You always say I'm cruel and heartless, but where is your compassion and righteousness? Just give me a straight answer, where is she?"
Luo Zhiheng hesitated and did not speak. The situation was clear: if she spoke, perhaps she could shut Prince Mu up and prevent him from revealing the matter. If she did not speak, Prince Mu would definitely reveal the matter to retaliate against Mu Yunhe! But if she spoke, it would be tantamount to betraying Mu Yunhe in the face of battle!
She would never betray Mu Yunhe!
So Luo Zhiheng remained silent. This silence was to protect Mu Yunhe and to stand on Mu Yunhe's side. She was taking a huge risk, a risk that might cause Mu Yunhe to misunderstand and be disappointed, but she had no other choice.
Misunderstandings can be cleared up, but betrayal leaves a lasting wound!
This brief silence tormented the two men. Mu Yunhe sensed something was amiss, his brows furrowing, but he did not release Luo Zhiheng's hand.
Prince Mu stared intently into Luo Zhiheng's eyes, watching her remain fearless and silent, her bones so hard that he wanted to smash them open to see what despicable things were inside! He gritted his teeth and said, "Luo Zhiheng, you only have one chance. Are you really not going to tell me?"
Luo Zhiheng coldly replied without showing any weakness, "Do whatever you want. I never need anyone to give me opportunities. There is only one Mu Yunhe, which is much more important than your so-called opportunity. I can tolerate Mu Yunhe being irrational and angry with me, blaming me, or even not wanting me to love him, but I will never betray him! Maybe I once thought about living a carefree life, but now, I love him, and I will definitely stay with him forever."
Suddenly, her eyes crinkled with a smile, her expression bright and enigmatic. She slowly said, "If your so-called words can really make Mu Yunhe disbelieve me, dislike me, and abandon me, doesn't that also mean that his love for me isn't as deep as he claims? If he really condemns me and despises me because of your unverified words, shouldn't I thank you for your help? At least you've let me see this man's true heart, haven't you? Let me know that the man I deeply love isn't actually that good, doesn't love me as much as he says, and isn't able to completely trust me."
"If that's really the case, then I really have to thank you. Thank you for your words, which have made me give up on this person and escape from this sea of suffering by being with this hypocritical man!"
Her brow twitched, displaying an attitude of fearlessness. Her arrogant little face was adorned with bright, sparkling eyes, and every fleeting change in her expression was seen by everyone.
Luo Zhiheng is a very sensible person. Since some things are troublesome and cannot be solved, lying is even more annoying. So it's better to face them directly and act frankly. Since being afraid is useless, then actively solve them.
Mu Yunhe was confused, but inwardly he became wary, sizing up Prince Mu and scrutinizing Luo Zhiheng. Luo Zhiheng's words were loaded with meaning; he knew Aheng, and her words were a subtle warning. Aheng was afraid; her hands trembled violently. Yet, she smiled so brightly and easily that if he hadn't been holding her hand, he would have thought this girl was truly fearless!
But what could possibly make his Ah Heng tremble with fear? Mu Yunhe's heart tightened, a bad premonition surging like waves, fierce and turbulent. His heart, too, seemed to be tossed about in the storm, sinking little by little.
Prince Mu was also taken aback by Luo Zhiheng's sudden change in expression, but he was more confused and shocked. This girl could actually calm herself down so quickly and find a way to reverse the situation instead of passively waiting for death. He had to admit that her words sounded too nice; every word seemed indifferent, but every single one of them was telling Mu Yunhe that what he, Prince Mu, was definitely not a good thing. If you believed her, then we're finished.