The princess had thought a lot these past few days and still felt that it was best for Luo Zhiheng to live a peaceful life; she didn't need so many titles. She decided not to let Luo Zhiheng participate in the competition. But Luo Zhiheng's words just now were resounding and clear, effectively silencing the princess. [The last sentence appears to be a fragment and doesn't translate directly.]
What right does she have to stop a woman who is wholeheartedly fighting for her son?
Luo Zhiheng was afraid the princess would stop her. If the princess spoke up, she probably wouldn't get any advantage from Mu Yunhe either, so maintaining a good relationship with her mother-in-law was very important. She feigned ignorance and said, "Mother, are you worried I'll mess things up and bring shame to the Prince's mansion? I promise I'll do what I'm capable of. If I can't bring honor to the young prince, I won't bring him shame. If... if Mother still doesn't believe me, then..."
She bit her lip, looking aggrieved, clearly wanting to participate but about to give in if the princess continued to pressure her. She refused to believe that, given her current state, the princess would still have the nerve to stop her from going.
In truth, Luo Zhiheng understood that the Princess Consort was worried about her being useless and embarrassing herself, and also feared the constant trouble that would ensue in the Prince's mansion. But she was only seventeen now, and even the Luo Zhiheng of the past was only eighteen. The most beautiful age of a girl's life should be a time of reckless, fearless, and unafraid-of-falls courage. Was she to simply do nothing and wait to die peacefully?
She withered before she could even bloom, how could she accept that? But it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if everyone looks down on her, all she wants is a chance to rise, what do other people's opinions matter to her!
"I just want to tell you that no matter what happens on stage tomorrow, don't be nervous. Only by facing everything calmly can you have a chance to win in the end. Whether it's provocation, picking a fight, or sabotage, just remember that they are nothing in your eyes. The higher your vision, the broader your mind. As for those who think they can stand on the same level as you, you can completely ignore them with your indifference and let them know that they are not qualified!" The princess stopped trying to stop her and instead gave her some advice. She knew that there would be a lot of intrigue in that competition and was worried that Luo Zhiheng would suffer, so she shared her experience with her.
Luo Zhiheng listened attentively and asked many questions about the competition. No one was more qualified to speak on this matter than the former champion.
"No matter what topic you draw, just do your own thing. Don't worry about what others are doing. It's too late to say anything now. Just be yourself and show your strong confidence. I dare say that your dedication and confidence are something those so-called talented women don't have." The princess herself smiled at the end. She knew that Luo Zhiheng really didn't have any special talents, so anything else was superfluous.
Luo Zhiheng was overjoyed. She smiled and took her leave, lying in bed pondering the princess's words. She clenched her fist secretly, determined to give it her all tomorrow. The battle hadn't even begun, yet it was already fraught with danger. But she felt the wild drive within her also growing stronger. 12.
The greater the challenge, the more impossible it seems, and the more she is looked down upon, the more determined she becomes to forge ahead. She will show those who look down on her what it means to miss someone terribly if you don't see them for a day!
Luo Zhiheng was preoccupied with the competition, and instead of feeling sleepy, she was quite energetic. Turning her head to look at Mu Yunhe, her high nose bridge and pale pink lips turned crimson in the firelight. Luo Zhiheng couldn't help but think of that erotic book, and the smile in her eyes intensified.
So Mu Yunhe was well protected. Before leaving, she subtly inquired with the princess, who didn't hide anything from her, telling her that Mu Yunhe had never known what erotic pictures were, because the princess would never allow anything unclean to enter Mu Yunhe's eyes and ears.
The princess completely nipped the seed of any impure thoughts in Mu Yunhe's heart, fearing he might become like his father, indulging in a large group of women. While his father was strong and healthy, Mu Yunhe was not; perhaps even a single woman could kill him. Therefore, any sensual or colorful lifestyle had to be kept far away from him. Every book on Mu Yunhe's bookshelf was personally selected by the princess, who would even review them to ensure they were appropriate before allowing him to read them.
Being so well protected, it's no wonder Mu Yunhe is as naive as a child when it comes to interpersonal relationships. He's truly blessed to have a mother who loves him wholeheartedly.
Lost in thought, Luo Zhiheng gradually fell asleep. Only when her breathing became even and she stopped moving did Mu Yunhe open his eyes, which were now bloodshot!
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118. In-depth detoxification destroys chastity, magnificent appearance shatters worldview!
Updated: 2013-06-21 11:30:04 Word Count: 7819
Mu Yunhe's bloodshot eyes were completely from holding back. That uncontrollable urge to explode was back, and this time it was even stronger. Whenever Luo Zhiheng got close to him, he would have that feeling. Moreover, Luo Zhiheng had taken a very thorough bath tonight, and the fragrance on her body was too strong. Combined with her scent, Mu Yunhe felt a suffocating sense of helplessness and impending destruction.
His forehead was covered in fine sweat, and his lower body swelled up again. He remembered the man's 'detoxification' process in the booklet and knew that he was 'poisoned' again. He should also follow the steps in the booklet to detoxify, but subconsciously he felt embarrassed and afraid that Luo Zhiheng would discover his actions if Luo Zhiheng was here.
After all, it is not the act of a gentleman for a man to touch his own shameful place in front of a woman. Even if he has no bad intentions, it is inevitable that Luo Zhiheng will feel disgusted by him and think he is disgusting.
This feeling of shame was intense and unfamiliar to Mu Yunhe, who was as innocent as a blank sheet of paper in terms of emotions. But after all, he was a man, and he knew about the separation between men and women. He knew that the difference between men and women was that one should not let the other person see one's body.
But at this moment, all Mu Yunhe could think about was not letting Luo Zhiheng see his body, otherwise he would be at a disadvantage. But the physical pain was too intense, and he really couldn't bear it any longer. He felt that if he didn't detoxify himself, he might die from the poison tonight. So, dizzy and feverish, Mu Yunhe shakily reached into his pants and touched his strangely changed manhood.
Mu Yunhe's limbs were quite stiff. He wouldn't move once the touch was made. After all, he had never done it before, and he had no idea what to do. According to the pictures in the book, he should press his chest first, right? So Mu Yunhe quickly took his hand out and pressed it on his chest.
At this moment, his whole body was burning hot, and his nostrils were filled with the fragrance of Luo Zhiheng. Even her breath made Mu Yunhe feel like his own breath was scalding hot. Therefore, Mu Yunhe's body was most sensitive at this moment. The cool fabric of his clothes rubbed against the bumps on his chest with the force of his palm, instantly giving him a tingling sensation. Mu Yunhe felt so comfortable that he almost cried out.
Realizing his situation, Mu Yunhe shut his mouth, taking the matter even more seriously. It seemed the antidote was truly effective; he had only followed the steps on the instructions once, yet he already felt incredibly comfortable. Mu Yunhe's eyes, though bloodshot, brightened. In his mind, this meant he had found a glimmer of hope, and naturally, he would persevere.
He touched his lower abdomen, then his hand slipped inside his underwear, slowly following the instructions in the little book to put it on, manipulating his strangely large member...
Surprisingly comfortable!
For the first time in his life, he felt a sense of comfort, a trembling sensation throughout his body, an indescribable tingling and urgency. The unfamiliar touch brought him the strongest sensory urge. He gradually lost himself, his breathing became heavier and heavier, his chest heaved violently, and his body was covered in sweat, soaking his undergarments.
Mu Yunhe had no idea what this feeling was like. It was as if he was on a cloud, his whole body felt heavy, but he was floating up and down, tumbling in the soft clouds. He was afraid that he would fall to the ground and be smashed to pieces, but he still didn't care and just wanted to rush forward.
The movements quickened, the breathing became heavier, and the fragrance at the tip of the nose was sweet and alluring. In her mind, a pair of bright and cunning eyes appeared strangely, along with that exquisite face as beautiful as a peach blossom, that rosy little mouth, and the expressions on her face that were sometimes strange, sometimes charming, sometimes cunning, and sometimes cold...
Each and every face displayed was a different one, reflecting Luo Zhiheng's ever-changing expressions.
Why did he think of Luo Zhiheng? This was the only thought that Mu Yunhe had in his already chaotic mind before the overwhelming pleasure and intense sensory stimulation shattered all reason. His entire mind and heart were filled with Luo Zhiheng; he involuntarily recalled her touch that night, her faint fragrance, and the tingling sensation when she was in his arms, pressing against him as he slept…
It's all her, it's all her!
"Ah, Ah Heng!" Mu Yunhe was completely lost in that unfamiliar sensation. The immense stimulation and unparalleled surge of emotion made him excitedly and unconsciously call out Luo Zhiheng's name, an intimate nickname that had been whispered in his heart countless times, a nickname that felt so close to him!
Once the name was uttered, it surged out like a flood bursting through a dam, and could no longer be contained.
He called her name softly and intoxicatedly, the two words between his lips tinged with an ambiguous dependence, rendered by his rough voice and hot breath: "Aheng, Aheng... Aheng, help me, it feels so good, Aheng!"
His movements became increasingly rapid, and Mu Yunhe no longer knew how to control himself or let go. He could only follow his senses, constantly calling out "Aheng" as if Aheng was his salvation, and that Aheng could make him more comfortable and happy.
Luo Zhiheng was half asleep when she suddenly heard someone calling her, but she couldn't hear clearly, and the call was intermittent. She was too sleepy to pay attention, but after a while she felt a hot body approaching her, and something wet and hot was gently rubbing against her face. Luo Zhiheng opened her eyes groggily and saw that it was Mu Yunhe. Without thinking, she closed her eyes and continued to sleep.
However, Luo Zhiheng only glanced at him groggily. The power of sleep was too strong for her to resist, but she still had her eye on Mu Yunhe. So she lazily responded to Mu Yunhe's voice and put one arm around his waist. It was an unconscious action, such an intimate posture. Almost the instant her hand was on Mu Yunhe's waist, amidst her soft, sleepy, nasal moans, Mu Yunhe experienced his first time.
"Mmm..." Her soft, languid voice was so alluring that her small hand touched Mu Yunhe's flat stomach, where his undergarment had already been lifted. Their skin touched, and sparks flew.
"Aheng!" Mu Yunhe roared almost instantly, his anger and fury raging wildly, unleashing a torrent of energy!
His mind was blank, with only one sound, a touch that made him feel incredibly comfortable and excited, echoing in his mind. It was accompanied by the unfamiliar, overwhelming feeling of pleasure he had just experienced, lingering in his mind, making him wish he could remember these three things forever!
Poor Mu Yunhe, nineteen years of life's promise were lost in his own hands, completely unaware and confused. The most tragic thing is that at that crucial moment, the woman on his mind was Luo Zhiheng, yet he was utterly oblivious to the fact that this was called fantasizing about the person he loved doing the things he wanted to do. He was still breathing heavily, groggily.
However, when he fantasized about Luo Zhiheng, his mind was still filled with pure thoughts of the comfortable feeling he had when he unconsciously touched Luo Zhiheng that night, and the scent of Luo Zhiheng that he liked very much.
His pants were soaking wet. After a long, dazed state, Mu Yunhe finally snapped out of his discomfort. His narrow eyes, still gleaming with a languid, captivating light from the first, inexplicably unknowing, encounter, remained strangely clear. Such a contradictory and alluring man, his already breathtakingly handsome face now possessed a different kind of radiance and charm from the release of pleasure and comfort. He was even more handsome than before, making it impossible to look away. 15461438
"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Luo Zhiheng finally opened her heavy eyelids reluctantly after Mu Yunhe let out a wild, uncontrollable roar. She weakly touched his forehead with her hand, but was suddenly grasped by Mu Yunhe's hot hand.
Mu Yunhe almost instinctively grabbed her hand. Her dry, soft, and boneless hand felt so comfortable in his large, well-defined, and damp hand. For the first time, he found Luo Zhiheng's hand to be so cute and soft. He wondered what it would feel like to use it to detoxify him.
The moment this thought crossed his mind, Mu Yunhe felt his previously subsided passion surge back, startling him and filling him with self-loathing and rejection. How could he let a woman grasp his manhood? It was utterly shameful!
He quickly released Luo Zhiheng, his voice husky with the sensuality of passion, and a gentle tenderness born of guilt: "It's nothing, I'm just a little hot. You should get some sleep."
Luo Zhiheng was already in a daze, so upon hearing this, she didn't say anything more, turned over, and continued to sleep soundly.
Mu Yunhe suddenly glared at her petite back. "You just sleep when I tell you to? Can't you even show him a little more concern? He just recovered from the poison, and you're already so indifferent to him!"
Despite his thoughts, he still pulled the blanket that was almost under Luo Zhiheng's feet up and covered her up. Only then did he check his own body. He had to admit that after releasing the substance from his body, Mu Yunhe felt a sense of comfort throughout his limbs. He couldn't explain where it came from, but he felt very comfortable in his heart and body. His senses also seemed to have become more sensitive due to the detoxification.
This discovery made Mu Yunhe quite happy, but the dampness and the stuff in his pants made him very uncomfortable. He also wanted to see what the expelled toxins looked like, so he was very unwilling, but he could only slowly sit up on his own. He couldn't let Luo Zhiheng know that he was detoxifying, otherwise the cunning Luo Zhiheng would ask him where he learned about this strange detoxification method, and he might be exposed.
He said today that he didn't have any private books, so if Luo Zhiheng finds out, who knows what kind of trouble she'll cause.
Mu Yunhe was already physically weak, and having just experienced his first time, he was even weaker. Having not walked for a long time, he staggered slowly to the door and asked in a low voice, "Who is on guard outside?"
Xiao Xizi's voice came quickly: "It's me, Xiao Xizi. Master, is there something you need?"
Mu Yunhe hissed, "Keep your voice down! Quickly prepare some water for me, I need to wipe myself down."
Xiao Xizi wondered why he suddenly needed to be bathed in the middle of the night. But he didn't dare ask, and quickly answered before running off. He returned a short while later with a bucket of warm water, and Mu Yunhe led him to the bathing room.
"Master, Master! How can you still stand up?!" Xiao Xizi exclaimed in surprise, her big eyes wide open.
Mu Yunhe slapped Xiao Xizi on the forehead in annoyance and scolded, "Get rid of your noisy habit! I'm not crippled, why can't I stand up?"
"I deserve to die, I'm so bad at talking." Xiao Xizi covered her forehead in grievance and quickly slapped herself twice. Then she went to help Mu Yunhe.
"Go and find me a clean set of undergarments, but don't disturb her," Mu Yunhe ordered.
Xiao Xizi hurriedly ran out again, and when she ran back in, she found that Mu Yunhe had already taken off his pants. Since Xiao Xizi usually served Mu Yunhe when he needed to use the restroom and change his undergarments, the two of them were used to it. But when Xiao Xizi saw the large, dark, wet patch on Mu Yunhe's pants, she was stunned.
He stammered, his face flushed, and said cautiously, "Master, what's wrong...?"
Did you lose control of your bladder?!
Xiao Xizi thought for a moment and realized why her master, who was usually reluctant to get out of bed, was suddenly behaving so strangely today. Oh, it's because her master wet the bed! Poor master, if it weren't for his poor health, he wouldn't be wetting the bed at such a young age.
With tears welling up in her eyes, Xiao Xizi knelt down to help take off his pants, choking back tears as he said with self-reproach, "It's all my fault, I failed in my duty. I shouldn't have dozed off just now, otherwise I wouldn't have missed my master calling me to serve."
Knowing that Xiao Xizi hadn't heard his shout, Mu Yunhe was actually happy. But something about Xiao Xizi's words didn't make sense. After thinking it over, and seeing the pained expression on Xiao Xizi's face as he looked at the things on his pants, Mu Yunhe understood. His face turned quite ugly, and the dazzling glow he had brought on by the affair turned sinister: "You didn't think I wet the bed, did you?"
Xiao Xizi didn't react at first. She squatted there and looked up, her eyes still glistening with tears. She let out an "Ah!" and then saw Mu Yunhe's face fall completely. Xiao Xizi was so frightened that she blurted out, "This servant... I don't know anything, I didn't see anything. It was this servant who peed, not the young prince... Ah!"
Filled with intense anger and shame, Mu Yunhe kicked Xiao Xizi with all his might, sending him sprawling to the ground. He himself sat in a chair, panting heavily, and said with exasperation, "Can't you think of me in a better light? Is your urine black?"
Xiao Xizi was stunned again, and then he noticed that it was black. His eyes became even more sorrowful, and he murmured as if his sky was about to collapse: "The urine is not black, then, then could it be poop..." 122.
"Why don't you just die?" Mu Yunhe suddenly flew into a rage, feeling utterly humiliated. This little slave dared to insult him again and again! He was either urinating or defecating. If it weren't for the fact that this guy had been with him since he was a child and was sent by his mother, he would have ordered his execution right now!
"Master!" Xiao Xizi cried out pitifully, only to be met with a sinister glare from Mu Yunhe.
"Don't overthink it. That's the toxins I just expelled. As long as I can get rid of all the toxins in my body, I will recover quickly." Mu Yunhe didn't intend to hide it from Xiao Xizi. Over the years, he knew that Xiao Xizi was the only one loyal to him, and since she was sent by his mother, he was naturally at ease.
Xiao Xizi was stunned. After Mu Yunhe told Xiao Xizi about the detoxification process and his discovery, without mentioning that he had thought of Luo Zhiheng at that moment, Xiao Xizi said happily, "Really! That's great. Thank God! I never thought that the toxins in Master's body could be expelled from that place. I don't have a manhood, so I didn't know that place could detoxify. If I had known, Master wouldn't have suffered for so many years."
Mu Yunhe patted his head. This child was pitiful. He was sent to the palace to become a eunuch when he was just a few years old. Later, he was brought back by the prince, and the princess gave him to her as a servant to grow up with. This way, it would be convenient to use him. Naturally, eunuchs were used in the royal palaces of the royal family.
The two studied the dark black excrement together, unanimously concluding that since it was so black, anything black must be poisonous. Would it turn white once Mu Yunhe had mostly detoxified? Mu Yunhe eagerly awaited that day and sternly ordered Xiao Xizi not to tell anyone, including the Princess. Mu Yunhe also planned to detoxify himself every night from now on; with continuous detoxification, he would eventually recover.
Xiao Xizi naturally agreed with great joy. This poor child, because he was by Mu Yunhe's side, was also protected by the princess. And because he had no children and never thought about women, his understanding of love and matters was even more foolish and slow-witted than Mu Yunhe's.
So the two cheerful and hopeful fools, master and servant, tidied themselves up and decided to continue with this inexplicable method.
Heaven is truly fair and merciful, for Mu Yunhe's accidental and ignorant approach to matters of the heart led him to an unexpected and unbelievable path to survival. However, the two men's concealment and their clandestine collusion remained completely unnoticed by the busy Luo Zhiheng. Yunhe Yan Laihe.
The next day, Luo Zhiheng got up at dawn. After washing up and returning, she noticed a strange smell in the room, one that had never been present in the previous rooms filled with the smell of medicine. She was now very sensitive to the smell of all food, fearing that she might be secretly poisoned if she wasn't careful.
So she immediately became highly vigilant and followed the scent. When she got to their big bed, the scent was the strongest. Luo Zhiheng was very puzzled. After searching for a long time, she couldn't find anything suspicious, so she gently shook Mu Yunhe awake.
"What's wrong?" After a good night's sleep, Mu Yunhe felt noticeably better, his mood improved, and he found Luo Zhiheng much more pleasing to the eye.
"Do you smell anything strange? Are you feeling unwell? I remember you called me last night, didn't you? You seemed to be very hot last night." Luo Zhiheng couldn't help but think of the connection and became worried. She quickly touched his forehead and felt relieved when she found that he wasn't hot.
Seeing how anxious he was for her, Mu Yunhe couldn't help but soften his usually cold expression: "I'm fine, don't worry. There's no smell..." As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Yunhe smelled the strange odor. His expression remained unchanged, but his heart skipped a beat. He had been careless.
"There's no smell. You should go and get ready. When is the competition's manager coming to pick you up?" Mu Yunhe deliberately changed the subject.
Luo Zhiheng was still worried, so she instructed Xiao Xizi to thoroughly check and clean the room, especially the bed, before going to dress and change. However, before leaving, Luo Zhiheng suddenly turned back to look at Mu Yunhe and asked curiously, "I remember you weren't wearing this undergarment last night. When did you change?"
Mu Yunhe felt a chill run down his spine, experiencing the feeling of guilt for the first time. He said coldly, "No, this is the outfit I'm wearing. You're mistaken."
Luo Zhiheng was absolutely certain he wouldn't be mistaken, but Mu Yunhe couldn't possibly change his clothes himself, and why would he need to change them? He looked at Xiao Xizi, but before he could speak, Xiao Xizi, who was preparing water for Mu Yunhe to wash his face, pointed nervously at the maid outside the door and said, "Hey, hey, you can't sweep like that, don't touch the flowers that Zhang Mama planted." With that, she ran out in a flash.
Luo Zhiheng had a strange feeling, but these two people were both slippery and unreliable, and she didn't have time, so she decided to let it go for the time being.
Mu Yunhe breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her go to change her clothes. Just then, the window was quietly opened a crack, and Xiao Xizi cautiously peeked inside with her clever eyes. The master and servant looked at each other, and Mu Yunhe glared at her angrily, "You ungrateful thing!" Xiao Xizi was so frightened that she quickly shrank back into the peach blossoms.
Today, Luo Zhiheng was wearing an outfit that perfectly matched her past style: a tacky bright red dress. She hadn't made any alterations whatsoever. The fabric was of high quality, and the tailoring was exquisite, but the bright red color and the ostentatious peony pattern on it greatly lowered the dress's overall quality.