And he did just that.
"Give me Bai Mingyue's birth date and time, and you don't need to tell Aheng about this matter." Mu Yunhe was cold and noble, with a charming but also frightening temperament. Her sinister gaze brewed an extreme cold that others could not bear.
The words "Yun Ke Su" were inscribed on the map. The wet nurse was deeply moved, thinking that he was indeed a diviner summoned from that place; his aura was unmatched. She bowed even more respectfully and said, "This servant will remember and will not tell the young lady. I will go and get his birth date and time right away."
Only after the wet nurse left did Mu Yunhe's face turn completely gloomy. He abruptly threw the teacup to the ground, shattering it into pieces. A beautiful, almost bewitching smile bloomed on his fair face, and he said in a leisurely, commanding tone, "Dare to covet Aheng? You will pay the price!"
When Mu Yunhe returned to the room, Luo Zhiheng had just woken up and was sitting on the bed staring blankly at her body. Upon seeing Mu Yunhe enter, her mind went blank for three seconds. Then, unlike other women who would be shy or panicked after being naked, she stared at him with wide eyes and asked, "Why am I not wearing any clothes?"
The chill in Mu Yunhe's eyes vanished in an instant, dispelled by her gentle, spring-like gaze. He mimicked Luo Zhiheng's wide eyes, feigning innocence and saying tenderly, "Because Aheng said she was hot, I took off Aheng's clothes. Aheng made me take them off."
"What?" Luo Zhiheng's eyes widened suddenly, and she said in disbelief, "Impossible! How could my grandma be so stupid?"
Mu Yunhe's affectionate expression immediately darkened, and she said with infinite grievance, "How is it impossible? Aheng not only made me take off your clothes, but also forbade me to wear clothes. Aheng said it was hot and that it was cool to hug me, so I took off my clothes too, look."
As Mu Yunhe spoke, he tugged at the belt of his robe, causing the wide robe to fall to the ground. Standing naked before Luo Zhiheng, Mu Yunhe pointed to the red spots on his body and said with a pitiful and shy expression, "These are from Aheng's bites last night. You said if I didn't submit to you, you'd kill me and give me to your father as a snack. I was so scared, so I had no choice but to submit to you. Yesterday, yesterday you did this to me..."
He was even biting his thin lips, looking at her with a shy and timid expression, his eyes filled with spring-like desire, acting very coy. But why wasn't he coy when he was naked?
How did he become so delicate and pampered? Luo Zhiheng wanted to bang her head against the wall. It was terrifying. What heinous things had this beast done last night? How could she have ruined such a fine young man like this?
Luo Zhiheng asked, trembling, "What exactly did I do to you?"
Mu Yunhe's handsome face flushed, his expression sweet and affectionate, his gaze deep and unfathomable, and he uttered a shocking statement: "It's just that he slept with me!"
"Cough cough..." Luo Zhiheng choked violently on her own saliva.
She couldn't imagine how she could feel such a surge of passion when Mu Yunhe, so clean-cut, handsome, and dashing, stood before her, uttering such raw, unfiltered words. The most terrifying thing was how incredibly attractive Mu Yunhe looked when he spoke like that. No, she couldn't possibly be so beastly! How could his body withstand her brutal pressure…
"No way..." Luo Zhiheng wanted to cry, but Mu Yunhe wouldn't allow anyone other than her to touch his body, except for Xiao Xizi. But Mu Yunhe wouldn't let Xiao Xizi suck on his body, leaving red marks. So those ambiguous marks must have been left by her...
Ahhh! A bolt from the blue struck Luo Zhiheng. She saw Mu Yunhe immediately looking like he was about to cry, glaring at her accusingly, as if she were a heinous bastard, an irresponsible heartless man...
Why doesn't she remember anything? If she really had him, wouldn't it be a shame to forget him? How erotic would that have been?
"Are you unwilling to take responsibility for me?" Mu Yunhe gradually put away his pitiful face. He questioned him in a sinister tone, his gaze sending chills down one's spine. Most terrifying of all, he held his chin high, his face calm and arrogant, revealing the awkwardness in his bones.
"No, I'll take responsibility," Luo Zhiheng quickly and solemnly replied. Their way of getting along seems a bit strange.
Mu Yunhe then smiled broadly, truly the most handsome man in the world, his smile alone could make people swoon. He hurriedly climbed onto the bed, slipped under the covers, and stretched out his long arm to pull the petrified Luo Zhiheng into his arms, his voice low and chuckled: "You didn't sleep well last night, sleep a little longer, it's still early."
Luo Zhiheng then realized that the two of them... were completely naked in front of each other!! She even saw his... his... shameless thing was standing there, erect and so big...
Luo Zhiheng's face flushed crimson, burning hot. She stiffly lowered her head, letting out a silent sigh. She felt a deep sadness; it seemed she'd been tricked by Mu Yunhe. Pretending to be innocent? When did Mu Yunhe learn this trick? Shouldn't she have been the one who got eaten up last night? This guy had actually learned to turn the tables! He really was a cunning and manipulative jerk!
"Where did you go just now?" Luo Zhiheng asked stiffly, because Mu Yunhe's large hands were roaming over her body.
"Going to the restroom," Mu Yunhe said cheerfully, without any awkwardness or lying. He continued to touch her, feeling how soft, tender, and smooth she was. Holding Aheng in his arms was definitely the best feeling. How could he be so happy seeing Aheng's discomfiture? He couldn't let Aheng know; she would be angry.
Luo Zhiheng awkwardly tried to dodge, but couldn't escape. His hand suddenly covered her softness, and Luo Zhiheng gasped, stiffly saying, "Could you please stop touching me?"
"No! Maybe touching it will make it grow a little bigger. Ah Heng, I like the way you're chubby, so soft." Mu Yunhe answered seriously, looking down at her with warm tenderness in his eyes, wishing he could turn himself into a net to completely wrap her up, so that they could become one.
Luo Zhiheng blushed deeply, pursing her lips and lowering her eyes, yet a wave of tenderness and warmth washed over her. Even though she was being taken advantage of, she could accept it if it were Mu Yunhe. But he was too direct; his words, so ambiguous, were spoken as if they were profound truths, leaving her somewhat bewildered.
Mu Yunhe liked her like this—delicate and charming, not at all assertive. He felt a surge of satisfaction as he freely possessed her soft body. He knew he was being a bit despicable; he was the one who had bullied Aheng, yet he wanted her to take responsibility. But what could he do when she always seemed to be there for him but he couldn't have her? He was worried she would come after him, so he struck first.
But the thought of that damned Bai Mingyue made Mu Yunhe furious. He wanted nothing more than to kill that person immediately.
The moment the murderous aura emanated from him, Luo Zhiheng sensed it. She looked up in surprise and asked sensitively, "What's wrong?"
Mu Yunhe smiled and said, "It's nothing. Is Aheng feeling unwell?"
Luo Zhiheng's face turned awkward. Of course she felt uncomfortable; her lower body was sore. She didn't know why, but it had been aching since she woke up that morning. Now that she knew she had forced herself on him, Luo Zhiheng didn't dare to say anything. It wasn't too painful, just a little sore. She shook her head.
Mu Yunhe kissed her forehead tenderly and said gently, "When are we going home? I don't want to stay here any longer."
“I also hope to go back as soon as possible. Anyway, things here have been resolved. The main purpose was to heal you. Now that you are better, there is no need for us to stay. I will talk to the Prince and hope to leave in the next few days,” Luo Zhiheng said.
"I'll listen to you." Mu Yunhe smiled and kissed her again, but in his heart he thought that a few days would be enough. He couldn't possibly curse someone to death instantly with his current abilities, but he could cripple or drive someone insane.
Bai Mingyue had already angered him, and of course he wouldn't keep her around. But he no longer wanted to rely on others to protect his woman. His wife was his own, and he wanted to protect Luo Zhiheng through his own efforts and abilities. He wanted to possess Luo Zhiheng, and he would show the world that he was worthy of her! 195.
The wet nurse was very quick, perhaps because Bai Mingyue's birth date and time were too easy to find. She returned in the afternoon with the most accurate birth date and time for Bai Mingyue!
Then one afternoon, Mu Yunhe shut everyone out and locked himself in his room. Holding Bai Mingyue's birth date and time in his hand, he gave a sinister laugh, took out a handful of straw from the side, and then sat down steadily in a chair, picking up the straws one by one and starting to weave them.
At first, it was impossible to tell what he was weaving, but gradually, the outline of a little figure appeared under his slender and beautiful fingers. The figure became more and more complete, and his fingers wove faster and faster. He made it very carefully. Although it was not very exquisite, it was much better than sloppy weaving.
Before the sun went down, he finally finished weaving a straw doll. It wasn't big, but it had a nose, eyes, hands, and feet. He threw the little doll into the horse manure and urine that Xiao Xizi had found.
The most filthy soaking, the most perfect curse!
At this moment, no one was fortunate enough to witness a mysterious and elegant murder pattern unfolding gradually under the setting sun.
Mu Yunhe's long, black hair cascaded down like a thousand rivers, falling to one side of his shoulder. His features were exquisite, and he wore a white robe, exuding an aura of asceticism and holiness. His whole being was shrouded in mystery and enigma. The afterglow of the setting sun, shining through the window paper, fell upon him, transforming into a chilling and eerie atmosphere.
The moment Hei Mu Ran became angry, he suddenly opened his eyes, his cold pupils deep and unfathomable. He picked up the birth date and time chart, pricked his finger with a silver needle, and blood flowed out, falling elegantly onto the paper as if drawing some kind of pattern. In the blink of an eye, he threw the paper into the filthy basin and used the silver needle to stab the paper hard into the little scarecrow's forehead.
He gave a cold smile. People say that diviners can defy fate and bring people back from the dead, but they don't know that if a diviner wants to kill or destroy someone, he can do so effortlessly!
In the front hall of the Prince Xian's mansion, Bai Mingyue, who was receiving the lackey ministers, suddenly changed his expression. Without warning, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, his whole body like a zombie, his lifeless eyes wide open, before he collapsed to the ground. 17135503
The Prince Xian's residence was instantly thrown into chaos!
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303 You can't mess with this priest! No selling wet nurses! A curse that will kill off your descendants!
Updated: 2013-09-03 13:11:03 Word Count: 6643
Bai Mingyue's sudden, innocent vomiting of blood and fainting caused a wave of fear throughout the Southern Dynasty.
The imperial physician said that they could not find the cause of the illness and did not know why Bai Mingyue was vomiting blood and falling into a coma. Bai Mingyue was in good health, but she just remained unconscious.
The Imperial Observatory, which predicts celestial phenomena, said that Bai Mingyue is of royal blood from the Southern Dynasty, but due to some unknown conflict, she is cursed by the heavens and may show signs of madness.
However, both versions of the story only caused unease without any real tension, leaving the court and the public in a state of panic. After all, it was no different from being possessed; it happened so suddenly, and in an era where supernatural talk was still prevalent, it was impossible not to have wild thoughts.
Finally, the monk said that Bai Mingyue was cursed!
One word can cause a huge uproar!
Curse, an obscure and mysterious word, is filled with terrifying power. Those who don't believe in it might just smile indifferently, while those who do would probably avoid it altogether; even uttering the word itself is terrifying. Since ancient times, everything associated with curses has been demonized, portrayed as terrifying and extreme in various ways.
As a result, people inside and outside the court became even more uneasy, and they almost unanimously thought of one person and one thing.
This incident stemmed from Bai Mingyue mistaking Luo Ningshuang for Luo Zhiheng and humiliating her, clearly damaging Luo Zhiheng's reputation. And Luo Zhiheng is very important to one person: Mu Yunhe!
Mu Yunhe is a diviner!
That powerful and mysterious being, they foresee the future, whether it be people or kingdoms; if they so desire, they can know how long a kingdom will exist. They possess a mysterious power; they have always been holy and powerful beings, but it cannot be denied that if they wanted to kill, it would be just as easy for them.
Mu Yunhe possesses such abilities, and he has previously stated similar points.
Bai Mingyue suddenly vomited blood and fell into a coma without any apparent cause; it was clearly a case of possession. And to have such power to bring someone down so silently—there's probably only one like Mu Yunhe in the entire world.
The ministers were terrified, and even the emperor of the Southern Dynasty was alarmed.
"Is there really such a powerful force? To be able to kill people without even showing your face? Doesn't that mean that anyone can become his victim if Mu Yunhe wants to?" The emperor's expression was solemn. Sitting in front of him was an old man with white hair, whose expression was just as solemn as his own.
"Based on my observations, Bai Mingyue does seem to be under a curse, but very few people can harm someone in such a way. You should refrain from making any premature judgments. After all, we cannot casually speculate or discuss the people of the Divination Palace. If we are not careful and offend them, the entire Southern Dynasty may be implicated," the old man said grimly.
"But I still can't believe it. How could someone really have such extraordinary abilities? How could they possibly turn someone into a state of being neither alive nor dead?" the emperor said, filled with doubt and astonishment.
"There's a lot you don't know. The abilities of the diviners are all different. They can not only be the guardians of a country, but they can also be the reapers who destroy a country. Their killing skills are beyond your imagination. It is said that scholars are useless, but the bodies of the diviners are more scholarly than the last. They are weak and frail. They have no fighting power at all, but they can turn people to ashes in the blink of an eye."
"Our Southern Dynasty was once fortunate enough to receive help from the Divination Palace, and our God of War, Yelü Cangsheng, was a favorite of the Divination Palace. But you must know that such luck and favor will not last long. Bai Mingyue's current condition has clearly angered the Divination Official. If Your Majesty does not want Bai Mingyue to implicate the entire Southern Dynasty, then you should not further anger the Divination Official. I fear that this Divination Official has ulterior motives." The old man said worriedly, his face full of mystery.
The emperor was greatly shaken, his face turning pale as he said, "Does the elder mean that he is giving me a warning?"
The elder nodded and said, "Yes, the Emperor's actions yesterday have angered him. He is filled with resentment, but he did not target you. Instead, he targeted Bai Mingyue, and with such swift and decisive action. Beneath the seemingly calm surface, he has stirred up a bottomless whirlwind. Perhaps he is warning us not to provoke him again, or the next time such a situation, or even a more terrible one, might be someone else!"
"I am absolutely not exaggerating. I urge Your Majesty to reconsider your actions. The best we can do now is to stop provoking them. Since they want to leave, let them go. If we release them readily, we might even gain a good impression on the Divination Priest. Your Majesty, don't forget, even if the descendants of the God of War remain, do you really think they can stay once the Divination Priest leaves? Our God of War was created by the Divination Priest. When Yelü Cangsheng left, the Divination Priest also disappeared. These two identities appeared and disappeared together a hundred years ago, and they reappear together a hundred years later. Don't you think there is some kind of law that we cannot resist?"
The Emperor gradually fell into deep thought. The elder's words were true, but he was truly unwilling to give up Luo Zhiheng. Luo Ningshuang was a woman with a tarnished reputation, and he would absolutely not allow her to bear the burden of the God of War's lineage. Luo Ningshuang was destined to be hidden away by him. Luo Zhiheng's brother was a man, and although he could inherit the God of War's bloodline, Luo Zhiheng held an unsurpassable place in his heart.
However, he couldn't ignore the terrifyingly powerful existence of Mu Yunhe. (17135503)
Fate is cruel. He was such a weak person, yet he was also so powerful. So powerful that even the ruler of a nation had to give way to him.
"Your Majesty!" the elder called out anxiously. 195.
The Emperor waved his hand wearily and said, "I know. I won't force them anymore. I never expected that Mu Yunhe's thick diaphragm explosion would have such powerful force. But Luo Zhiheng is still a descendant of our God of War. This matter must be known to everyone in the world!"
Mu Yunhe seemed to have entered into seclusion, and no one was allowed to disturb him. He had been in his room for a day and a night, and no one knew what he was doing. Even Luo Zhiheng was not allowed to approach him.
The King smiled and looked at Luo Zhiheng, whose face was pale: "Are you worried about him?"
Luo Zhiheng glanced sideways at the King of the World, casting an extremely contemptuous look at this flirtatious woman dressed as a man: "If the Poison Saint were in this state, I'm afraid you would have already kicked the door open and rushed in."
The king smiled charmingly and said, "He is very well-behaved now, so much so that I wish I could stay by his side all the time, pamper him and take care of him."
"Don't you think this is disgusting? You're already an old woman." The thought of a seventy or eighty-year-old woman doting on a forty or fifty-year-old middle-aged man gave Luo Zhiheng goosebumps and made her feel nauseous. What was most disgusting was that the two of them had delicate skin and tender flesh. They were two monsters!
"Am I old? I'm so beautiful! Even if I'm a hundred years old, I'll still be this stunningly beautiful. Yun'er is the same, because I also gave him the Elixir of Immortality. Do you want it?" the King said, tempted.
"The Elixir of Immortality? That can prolong life?" Luo Zhiheng's eyes lit up.
"No, it just makes people... stay young forever, that's all!" Shi Wangfeng said smugly, raising a finger and waving it left and right, his voice filled with an arrogant and conceited arrogance.
Luo Zhiheng's jaw almost dropped to the ground for a moment!
Eternal youth?! That's all?! Could this woman be any more hateful? But is there really anything that can make someone stay young forever? Probably not. But the Prince is truly young and handsome! Luo Zhiheng was tempted. What woman doesn't love beauty? What woman doesn't want to stay young forever? If she and Mu Yunhe could always be that beautiful, how pleasing to the eye that would be! When they're old, they wouldn't find each other wrinkled and disgusting.
"You would be so kind as to give me something so good?" Luo Zhiheng asked, her eyes full of suspicion.
"Of course I will. I'm so kind. But there are conditions for giving you the Elixir of Immortality. You have to promise me, and I'll give you the Elixir of Immortality immediately. You've worked with me before, so you should know that I'm a man of my word." The Prince continued to tempt her with a smile. She didn't believe that this little girl, Luo Zhiheng, wouldn't take the bait.
"What are the conditions?" Luo Zhiheng asked warily, knowing that this woman would not do a losing deal.
"Give me your wet nurse." The king sat up slightly, leaned forward, and a clear light flashed in his eyes.
"What?" Luo Zhiheng also sat up abruptly. Seeing that the King's expression was serious and not like he was joking, she said coldly, "Impossible!"
"Why is it impossible? I'm exchanging such a rare and precious treasure for just one person. You won't lose out. Countless people want my Elixir of Immortality but can't get it, and you dare to refuse?" the King said with a slightly cold expression.