Mu Yunhe should be pure and innocent, unique, the one who loves Luo Zhiheng the most and will not even glance at other women. Mu Yunhe is the most innocent man. If such a Mu Yunhe changes, if their pure and clean love is gone, then she will never look back on the past!
In her most pessimistic state, Luo Zhiheng finally succumbed to the pain and fainted completely.
Mu Yunhe returned home and ordered someone to immediately make a memorial tablet for Luo Zhiheng before going to rest. Everything seemed so calm and peaceful; he appeared oblivious to everything. However, Mu Yunhe, lying on the bed with his eyes closed, knew that at that very moment, right beside his bed, a pair of eyes were watching him intently!
Beneath Mu Yunhe's seemingly calm face, his heart was taut. Being stared at by a strange, inhuman creature, no one could truly remain calm. The chilling feeling alone was enough to cause insomnia and anxiety.
Mu Yunhe dared not be careless in the slightest. He tried to appear as relaxed as possible and enter a state of sleep, making his body as soft as possible, as if he really didn't know that someone was standing in front of his bed. However, he was tense and ready to fight. At his waist was the War God Blade. He did not take off the blade. It was his last lifeline. Without any preparation or protection, all Mu Yunhe could do was save himself.
He can't die, even if it's a near-death experience, he doesn't want to die! Ah Heng has already returned, he hasn't given Ah Heng justice yet, he hasn't had many lovely children with Ah Heng yet, he hasn't given Ah Heng a happy home and a bright future yet, and now, he hasn't even comforted Ah Heng, how can he die?
Even if the odds are against him, he will fight to the death and will never give up his life easily! Because he can't bear to see his Ah Heng heartbroken because of him again!
For some unknown reason, the person remained motionless, simply watching Mu Yunhe. Mu Yunhe's nerves were taut with tension, ready to snap at the slightest disturbance. The night passed, and the person neither made a move nor left, leaving Mu Yunhe bewildered. The two remained locked in a stalemate, shrouded in mystery, until the dawn of the next day.
After lying stiffly all night, Mu Yunhe, who was pretending to be asleep, finally moved slightly a few times. In that instant, Mu Yunhe keenly sensed that the person who had been watching him by the bed all night had left. Or rather, he should say that the person knew he was about to wake up and had temporarily disappeared.
Mu Yunhe's heart sank. This person was clearly going to haunt him like a demon. He wouldn't kill him or disturb him, but he would watch him closely and follow him every step of the way. Who was this person? What did he want?
Mu Yunhe opened his eyes. After a battle and a sleepless night, he was exhausted, but he had to force himself to stay awake. He had many things to do today, the most important being to arrange the supplies that Aheng needed. He had already found a legitimate reason to help Luo Zhiheng get food yesterday. No matter what others thought, this dangerous person who had been following him shouldn't suspect anything. Only in this way could he send Aheng away without anyone noticing, to that remote wilderness where she was truly safe. Only then could he focus on figuring out how to deal with this ghostly figure who was following him.
Therefore, the matter of securing food supplies cannot be delayed for even a moment!
Before that, Mu Yunhe made a show of going to the small mourning hall that the servants had prepared overnight. Inside was Luo Zhiheng's memorial tablet. Mu Yunhe stood before Luo Zhiheng's tablet, his grief and desolation impossible to hide. His eyes were moist as he looked at the tablet, saying nothing, standing there for a full half hour. To outsiders, this was a master's deep affection for his mistress, which seemed perfectly natural, since everyone knew how close Mu Yunhe and Luo Zhiheng were.
However, Mu Yunhe stood there for so long, his thoughts filled with reminiscing about his past with Luo Zhiheng. He deeply regretted the outrageous things he had said and done to Luo Zhiheng yesterday, hoping that Luo Zhiwu could understand his good intentions and then explain things to Luo Zhiheng, hoping that Luo Zhiheng could understand.
Ah Heng, you must believe me. No matter how many women I bring in later, it's all just a smokescreen, a smokescreen to protect you. I won't let anyone covet you, my most beloved, and I won't push you into dangerous situations. Those women are just puppets who will die for you. Although I can't tell you this clearly now, please believe me! Mu Yunhe will only love Luo Zhiheng in this life, and he will only ever love Luo Zhiheng. His love will never change!
After Mu Yunhe left the small mourning hall, he had someone spread the news that Luo Zhiheng was dead. This would explain his unusual behavior that had started today. However, the fact that Luo Ningshuang was an imposter could not be released for the time being. He was afraid that it would cause complications and that someone would bring up the sensitive topic of where the real Luo Zhiheng was. He dared not let the person behind him think too much about Aheng, for fear that the person would associate it with the existence of Luo Zhiheng.
Moreover, if we don't say Luo Ningshuang is an imposter now, we can bring this up later after everything has calmed down. That way, we can give Aheng justice and let him return to his rightful place!
In short, it all boils down to one thing: the timing wasn't right! All his forbearance and careful planning were simply because the timing wasn't right. He could only wait for the right opportunity.
The matter of the imposter Luo Zhiheng was kept secret by Mu Yunhe, and few people knew about it yet. Even Luo Zhiheng's wet nurse and Qi Wan were managed by Mu Yunhe to be sent to the General's Mansion before yesterday. However, the news of the execution of the traitor Mu Yunsheng and the death of Luo Zhiheng had already spread. The Emperor was overjoyed to have eliminated a major threat, granting a general amnesty and celebrating throughout the land. At the same time, he expressed deep sorrow and bestowed many posthumous honors upon Luo Zhiheng.
Mu Yunhe merely smiled coldly to himself. His Aheng would surely live to be a hundred years old. Now, let that vile woman Luo Ningshuang bear all the consequences.
Before leaving, Mu Yunhe arrived at the water dungeon. The cold, damp dungeon reeked of a foul stench. Mu Yunhe passed through the various checkpoints without changing his expression and finally arrived at the water dungeon where Luo Ningshuang was imprisoned. Standing high above the entrance, he looked down at Luo Ningshuang, who was bound to the water. She was exhausted, missing an arm and an ear. She was in a sorry state, but not pitiful at all, because she deserved it, because she was hateful!
She was already covered in wounds, and the bandages on her face had been removed, revealing a gruesome and horrifyingly grotesque face. Someone was trying to stop the bleeding but not the pain. The poison that Mu Yunhe had been administering to Luo Ningshuang's body daily through the doctors had now taken shape, amplifying her pain many times over. What might be a small cut that others barely felt was excruciating for Luo Ningshuang, like flesh being ripped out. That was the potency of the poison.
Mu Yunhe's eyes flashed with a cold, sinister light. In this gloomy water prison, his murderous aura seemed to spread a thousandfold, and all the guards lowered their heads in fear, not daring to breathe.
Mu Yunhe stroked the cane at his waist, a strange, sinister smile appearing on his lips. He casually asked, "Is he dead?"
"Your Majesty, he is not dead," the guard replied respectfully.
"Very good, keep a close eye on her, don't let her die. I want her to experience firsthand the wonderful ways to die that I've described." Mu Yunhe said with a sinister smile.
Above the water dungeon, Luo Ningshuang slowly raised her head, the chains binding her rattling loudly. In just one night, Luo Ningshuang was lifeless, yet she was still alive, still able to feel pain. She glared viciously at the elegant Mu Yunhe, her voice hoarse, and said, "You want to torture me? I'll do as you wish. Your Luo Zhiheng is dead, never to return. Your revenge is useless now, ha ha ha, you'll never get your revenge on me..."
Mu Yunhe's expression changed!
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506. A knife moves through the mouth, but once it passes, the mouth is toothless! (Bonus chapter for 39,500 comments)
Updated: 2013-12-19 19:44:34 Word Count: 3618
Hearing Luo Ningshuang's words, and recalling her strange behavior and the resolute look in her eyes, Mu Yunhe was reminded by Luo Ningshuang's actions. Mu Yunhe shouted angrily, "Stop her! She's going to bite her tongue and commit suicide!"
Luo Ningshuang's face was filled with madness. Since she couldn't live and was going to suffer even more, she chose to commit suicide. Mu Yunhe thought he had her under control and that she was incapable of suicide, but she could still bite her tongue to end her life. Her only chance to escape now was to bite her tongue to end her life!
Though agonizing, she had no other choice. Even in death, she was determined to take someone down with her. She couldn't kill Mu Yunhe, but she could make him suffer for the rest of his life, filled with endless regret! She would commit suicide before Mu Yunhe's death. Didn't Mu Yunhe want revenge for Luo Zhiheng? Then she would kill herself in front of him, so that every time Mu Yunhe thought of Luo Zhiheng, he would think of her, and feel regret and helplessness. She would make sure Mu Yunhe could never forget her, even if he hated her; she would haunt him like a ghost!
The best time to commit suicide is now!
Luo Ningshuang was exhausted, terrified, and anxious. Her mouth was the only part of her body she could move. The moment she bit her tongue, she even hesitated for a moment. She was a selfish and pain-averse person. She had returned. She had lived her whole life for revenge and scheming, but in the end, had everything really come to nothing?
I'm so unwilling to accept this. Am I really going to die like this? It's such a waste... to have had this second chance at life.
The taste of blood on her tongue, before the pain could spread, was a bittersweet feeling in Luo Ningshuang's eyes. "So be it," she thought, "at least I'm free now, and I can get revenge on Mu Yunhe. It's all worth it." Her only regret was Luo Zhiheng. Was Luo Zhiheng really not dead? Luo Ningshuang doubted it. She couldn't believe Mu Yunhe, or perhaps subconsciously she was running away, preferring to believe that Luo Zhiheng was dead, killed by her own hands. Only then would her life not have been in vain; otherwise, what was the point of her rebirth?
However, the next instant, she heard the loud clanging of the chains. She had been hanging above the water dungeon all night, with terrifying water snakes and pythons below. She had never seen such a terrifying python before, which was opening its blood-red mouth and flicking its scarlet tongue at her. It was too terrifying.
Don't be afraid, you'll be free soon and will never have to fear those giant pythons again.
But her body began to shake violently, and she heard the wind rushing past her ears. It was Mu Yunhe's extremely cold yet domineering and majestic voice: "You vile woman! I will not allow you to die, so you cannot die! It was I who was careless and forgot about your sharp tongue. Thank you for reminding me. It seems I know what I'm going to say about you today."
How could this be? How could his voice be so close? It was a devilish voice!
Luo Ningshuang suddenly opened her eyes, and in front of her was Mu Yunhe's handsome yet wicked face. Her pupils contracted, and she saw herself in Mu Yunhe's beautiful eyes, ugly and filthy, like a ghost!
"Ah!" Luo Ningshuang screamed, startled by her own appearance.
Mu Yunhe said with disgust, "Take off her jaw. I will personally administer the torture."
Luo Ningshuang looked at Mu Yunhe in horror. She struggled frantically, but her whole body was bound and she couldn't break free at all. The strong and powerful guards held her down and easily dislocated her jaw. She couldn't speak or even bite her tongue to commit suicide.
Luo Ningshuang was terrified like never before. Had she really reached the point where she couldn't live or die? Was she even forbidden from dying? What was Mu Yunhe going to do? Did he want to rip her tongue out?! The thought sent chills down Luo Ningshuang's spine!
Mu Yunhe gracefully took out his cane, and after a burst of light, he drew his sword, pointing the sharp tip at Luo Ningshuang's mouth.
Luo Ningshuang was forced to kneel on the ground, her mouth agape, watching in terror as Mu Yunhe looked down at her and thrust the knife tip into her mouth. Her scalp tingled with fear, and cold sweat ran down her body like an electric shock. She wanted to beg for mercy; she regretted it. She shouldn't have provoked Mu Yunhe!
But it was too late to regret it!
At that moment, everyone thought Mu Yunhe would cut off Luo Ningshuang's tongue!
But everyone was wrong!
Mu Yunhe's knife tip cleanly and swiftly pressed against Luo Ningshuang's pink gums, then forcefully flicked upwards, and with a strange sound, easily pulled out a tooth!
Fresh blood gushed out instantly, flowing down Luo Ning Shuang's mouth and chin.
Ha!
Even the well-trained and composed guards were shocked and terrified at the sight. They quickly lowered their heads even further and dared not look at it for another second!
Mu Yunhe's cruelty is always evident and ruthless towards anyone other than Luo Zhiheng!
Luo Ningshuang's pain was sharp and overwhelming at that moment. She wanted to scream, but only whimpers came out. She trembled with fear, unable to even close her mouth to protect her teeth. She watched helplessly as Mu Yunhe's knife tip moved slightly, and with another flick, another of her teeth was pried out!
It really hurts!!!
Luo Ningshuang saw stars, cold sweat pouring down her face. She groaned, saliva mingling with blood, looking utterly disgusting. Tears and snot streamed down her face; she was truly a complete mess. All her pride, the courage and arrogance of two lifetimes, finally crumbled at this moment! Before absolute power, she was nothing at all!
She understood this, but there was no turning back. Mu Yunhe was destined to harbor an irreconcilable hatred and seek revenge against her.
Mu Yunhe patiently repeated the prying and lifting motion with great skill. His posture was relaxed and his movements were elegant, as if he were doing something very pleasing to the eye. There was even a smile on his lips and his gaze was gentle, but who could understand the storm in his eyes?
Does it hurt? When you abused my Aheng, beat my Aheng, and carved lines into my Aheng's face, did you ever think that my Aheng would feel pain? You drove my Aheng to jump off a cliff; did you ever think that my Aheng might be shattered to pieces?!
Can you understand or comprehend the pain that Ah Heng felt? You can't! But that's alright, you will experience all that pain firsthand, and the pain you feel will only be doubled and doubled again!!
Amidst a series of strange popping sounds, Mu Yunhe tormented Luo Ningshuang, slowly embedding the tip of the knife into her gums, then gently prying upwards to maximize the pain. With a forceful upward pry, her teeth fell out one by one. One could only imagine how painful it was to have teeth forcibly pried out, just by looking at Luo Ningshuang's distorted face.
After Mu Yunhe pried out Luo Ningshuang's lower teeth, he stopped. Looking at Luo Ningshuang's wrinkled chin and lower lip, with blood flowing uncontrollably, it was a shocking sight. Yet, he calmly and coldly said, "Stop the bleeding!"
The guards immediately stopped Luo Ningshuang's bleeding. Mu Yunhe generously used the special medicine on Luo Ningshuang, but only to torture her and prevent her from dying.
Luo Ningshuang was pitiful and desperate. The hemostatic medicine could not stop the pain. She had no teeth left at the bottom! Her vision went black, and the pain made her sway and want to faint, but the continuous pain tore at her nerves, preventing her from completely passing out.
Once her mouth was wiped clean and the bleeding had stopped, Mu Yunhe gave a cold, sinister smile. To Luo Ningshuang, that smile was the devil's smile—alluring yet dangerous, bloodthirsty and cruel! Sure enough, Mu Yunhe raised the knife again and placed it in her mouth once more, coldly saying, "Pry open her mouth."
Luo Ningshuang glared viciously at Mu Yunhe, tears streaming down her face. But Mu Yunhe remained defiant, displaying his ruthless and ferocious nature to the fullest! His incredibly sharp blade mercilessly pried out all of Luo Ningshuang's upper teeth!
In just a short while, Luo Ningshuang's healthy, white teeth were all gone, pried out! Her pain was unimaginable, or perhaps no one could understand it at all!
At this moment, Mu Yunhe was like a madman, using such bizarre and crazy methods to torture Luo Ningshuang. His hatred and desire for revenge were extremely strong, and he had no pity for a woman that a man would have!
Luo Ningshuang collapsed to the ground, her body convulsing. Her jaw had been sewn shut, and her mouth moved, but she was numb. Mu Yunhe was ruthless. Luo Ningshuang wanted Mu Yunhe to regret it for the rest of his life, and Mu Yunhe made Luo Ningshuang remember the consequences of angering him for the rest of her life.
She wanted to bite her tongue to commit suicide, but Mu Yunhe deliberately removed all her teeth, leaving only her tongue. However, she could no longer bite her tongue to end her life! This was a warning, not only to Luo Ningshuang, but also to the person in the shadows! His revenge was cunning and ruthless; this was the consequence of anyone who tried to anger or challenge Mu Yunhe!
Everyone watched in utter silence as Mu Yunhe calmly raised the terrifying blade. The tip of the blade remained spotless, without a trace of blood or saliva—truly a peerless sword capable of killing without drawing blood! In Mu Yunhe's hands, this sword seemed to grant him wings, its menacing aura adding a touch of wicked arrogance to his otherwise splendid presence, making him even more unapproachable and unworthy of contempt.
A hint of satisfaction flashed in Mu Yunhe's eyes. "Aheng, one day you'll know that Yunhe is using your favorite battle sword to slowly seek justice for your injustice. Luo Ningshuang has no right to touch this sword, but since you're not by my side, using your sword to avenge you is what I most want to do right now!"
"Send her back to the water dungeon, lower the height by half a meter, keep a close eye on her, I will not allow her to die. Use the best medicine to put all these teeth, without losing a single one, into the wine vat in the corner, and soak them in wine along with that hand and that ear." Putting away his knife, Mu Yunhe, once again a handsome young man, coldly gave the order.
Seeing Luo Ningshuang's body trembling so badly it was almost like a sieve, Mu Yunhe smiled wickedly, a cold glint in his eyes. The ghostly figure following him closely was also experiencing violent fluctuations in his aura. Had that scene really intimidated him?
507, the day of Muyunhe's calamity!
Updated: 2013-12-20 15:48:38 Word Count: 7870
Luo Zhiwu stood guard by Luo Zhiheng's bedside, her face ashen. She had been unconscious all night and had not yet woken up. Luo Zhiheng had a persistent high fever, which, although managed to be brought down, kept fluctuating. Luo Zhiwu's heart also rose and fell with her fever. After staying up all night, her eyes were swollen and her whole body was tense.
"If it's a bone fracture, when will it heal? Are there any effective painkillers?" Luo Zhiwu asked the demon girl, who had been busy all night.
Upon hearing the news that Luo Zhiheng had suffered a fracture, Luo Zhiwu refused to believe it. He absolutely refused to believe that Mu Yunhe would actually try to kill Luo Zhiheng, to the point of causing a fracture. How much force would Mu Yunhe have used to push Luo Zhiheng away? Could Mu Yunhe have lost control? He didn't believe it!
Judging from Mu Yunhe's indulgence of Luo Zhiheng, he didn't believe it either. But Luo Zhiheng's fractured bone was undeniable; she had even fainted from the pain. All of this made it impossible for Luo Zhiwu to lie to herself, and she didn't want to lie to herself either—her precious younger sister had indeed been severely injured by Mu Yunhe's violence!
Luo Zhiwu had been suppressing his anger all night, and it had been building up inside him all night, leaving his mind in a jumbled mess. The news he knew about Mu Yunhe's deep love for Luo Zhiheng was only hearsay; he had never actually seen it with his own eyes. But the legendary couple was truly the envy of everyone. And it had even been confirmed. Luo Zhiwu had initially believed it most of the time, but today he no longer did.
In this world, only he and his father truly love Heng'er. As for Mu Yunhe, since he could kill Heng'er, the Luo family will not let Mu Yunhe off the hook! So what if Mu Yunhe is a diviner of noble status? At worst, they'll fight to the death. In short, they will never let Mu Yunhe go!
Although the enchantress was exhausted from working all night, she was still charming and beautiful. She said in a sweet voice, "Actually, Master's injury looks serious, but it is just a common occurrence for you. You don't need to be so bitter and resentful."
"What do you mean?" Luo Zhiwu was stunned, looking at the demon girl in confusion. His sister had been seriously injured, and this was still considered normal? Could it be that Heng'er was frequently bullied and harmed during her three years in the wilderness? Luo Zhiwu couldn't remain calm at this thought, her eyes practically bloodshot as she demanded, "Explain yourself! Did you barbarians of the wilderness bully her? Otherwise, why would she be injured so often?"