The Ming Blood Clan was no exception. She wouldn't easily give her valuable possessions to other women, but Luo Zhiheng was an exception. She admired the young girl, and even more so because of Mu Yunhe's mysterious identity, which gave her a higher regard for Luo Zhiheng. Now, she was willing to exchange her treasures with Luo Zhiheng, not only because of Luo Zhiheng's own status and strength, but also because she valued her younger sister.
How could the princess of Silver Moon Kingdom forever remain a servant? She wouldn't allow her younger sister to continue living under someone else's roof and being treated as inferior. She wanted to take Qin Yinheng back to Silver Moon Kingdom. She had to sever Qin Yinheng's ties with Luo Zhiheng. Otherwise, Qin Yinheng would be ridiculed by the people of Silver Moon Kingdom when she returned.
Unfortunately, Qin Yinheng was too stubborn and refused to leave Luo Zhiheng no matter what. Even if her mother had done her a great favor, shouldn't she have been protected and cared for for so many years? Now she was even willing to exchange her treasures for her, but Qin Yinheng still refused to leave Luo Zhiheng and her attitude was very firm.
Sometimes, even the King wondered if his little sister was being a bit too kind to Luo Zhiheng. She treated her practically like her own daughter, yet there was also a natural servility about her. However, none of this could change her mind about taking her sister back to the country. She couldn't reason with Qin Yinheng, so she tried talking to Luo Zhiheng. But to her surprise, Luo Zhiheng was equally resolute in her refusal!
"What's there to be afraid of in refusing? I won't sell my wet nurse who treated me like her own daughter just for the sake of my own beauty. In your eyes, my wet nurse may be an insignificant person, someone you can buy and sell for any price, but in my eyes, she is priceless. She has been by my side for so many years. I grew up without a mother, and my wet nurse raised me little by little. To me, she is more like my mother. Have you ever seen a daughter sell her mother for the sake of her future beauty?" Luo Zhiheng's face was tense, she was really unhappy, and her voice was full of hostility.
The King's eyes flashed, and he sighed inwardly. Just as he suspected, these two actually considered each other mother and daughter. Although neither had explicitly stated it, their affection was so deep. This little girl hadn't disappointed him; she had a good heart.
"Don't you even ask me why I need your wet nurse?" the king asked curiously.
"No need to ask. I won't agree to whatever you want. If the wet nurse agrees herself, I won't say anything, but if it's not the wet nurse's wish, I won't accept anything you say. I haven't repaid the wet nurse yet, and I will take care of her in her old age and see her off in death. No matter why you want the wet nurse, let me tell you, don't even dream about it!" Luo Zhiheng waved her hand, looking at him with a look of disdain, as if saying, "We can't talk to each other." She turned her face away and ignored the Prince.
The King, having been thoroughly humiliated, wasn't angry. Instead, he smiled and sized up Luo Zhiheng. A descendant of the God of War? Indeed, she possessed considerable courage and spirit. It was said that this little girl was quite assertive in the court; she was a promising talent. It was a pity, though, that she wasn't from the Silver Moon Kingdom, otherwise she could have inherited his mantle.
Behind the screen, the wet nurse listened to the young lady's words, her eyes reddening with emotion. How could she not have feelings for a child she had cared for for eighteen years? The young lady was willing to give up such a precious opportunity to remain young forever for her sake; it was clear that she held a very high place in the young lady's heart. If the Prince had asked Luo Ningshuang these questions, Luo Ningshuang would probably have sold her without hesitation. This was the difference between people. Putting herself in her shoes, she had given her heart and received such a return. The wet nurse felt that risking her life for such a young mistress was worthwhile!
The wet nurse secretly watched the two people sitting together through the screen. They were relatives, sharing the same blood. The Prince was the young lady's aunt. Now, judging from the Prince's attitude towards her, there was no hatred, only the joy of finding a relative. Did that mean that the Prince was not the one who chased after the master back then?
If it wasn't King Shi, then it must have been Emperor Xian!
A surge of hatred welled up in the wet nurse's heart. She knew that the possibility of Emperor Xian being the one to commit such a heinous act was very high. The competition for the throne was so fierce and cruel that even family members were killing each other. It was no wonder that someone as cold-blooded as Emperor Xian could do such a depraved thing.
Concealing her fierce aura, the wet nurse looked at Luo Zhiheng again. This child had so many similarities with the Prince. If the Prince knew that this child was her closest relative, the daughter of the sister she had been searching for, would he also love her very much?
Should we tell the king the truth?
The wet nurse was caught in a fierce dilemma. Telling the truth was extremely risky, and Luo Zhiheng's safety was her biggest concern. If she told the Prince, there was no guarantee that others wouldn't find out; if the Emperor Xian found out, Luo Zhiheng would be implicated in any potential assassination attempts.
I can't tell!
The wet nurse made a decision in an instant. At the very least, she couldn't say anything yet; she had to be absolutely certain of Luo Zhiheng's safety before she could speak.
I'm sorry, young master, please wait a moment. Once I've eliminated all the potential dangers, I'll confess to the Prince and restore your noble status as a grandson of the Emperor.
The Queen saw a fierce aura suddenly appear and disappear behind the inverted screen. She knew it was the wet nurse. She smiled slightly and quietly got up and left.
"Why did you bring me here?" the wet nurse said coldly.
"If I hadn't been able to confirm that you were still a virgin, I sometimes would have thought your unwavering loyalty to Luo Zhiheng went too far, and I'd even mistaken her for your daughter. But the bond between you two is quite deep. Weren't you pleased to hear what she said?" the Prince said with a faint smile. He was quite helpless regarding this little sister's inexplicable resistance and rejection.
A hint of a smile flashed in the wet nurse's eyes, and her voice softened unconsciously: "It is the young lady's kindness that is too much for me. How can I possibly accept such a favor?"
The King frowned: "You don't need to speak like that in front of me. I am your own sister, Heng'er. You should know that I must take you back to Silver Moon Kingdom. You can't do it like this. Go and tell Luo Zhiheng that you want to leave her. I can give her any compensation, as long as she lets you go."
A flicker of panic crossed the wet nurse's brow: "No! I'd rather die than leave Miss. Don't force me, or you'll regret it sooner or later!"
If Luo Zhiheng has even the slightest problem, you will definitely regret it in the future.
"Why regret it? What are you hiding from me?" The king keenly sensed the wet nurse's hesitation.
"No!" The wet nurse lowered her head. "Don't force me. I will not leave Miss. These are turbulent times, and I must protect Miss's safety."
The Prince couldn't force his younger sister, but she was still resentful. It was infuriating that she had been tripped up by Luo Zhiheng.
Mu Yunhe's once rosy lips were now deathly pale. He murmured something incessantly, a faint blue light gleaming in his deep pupils. Beads of sweat covered his forehead, and his face was ashen. He stared intently at the scarecrow in the basin.
"Shatter!" A cold, mysterious voice suddenly rang out, and the scarecrow in the basin suddenly caught fire! It burst into flames with a roar, and the stench gradually turned into the smell of burning. In the firelight, blood could be seen flowing from the scarecrow's body, and between the scarecrow's legs, the man's thing that Mu Yunhe had carefully crafted shattered instantly!
Mu Yunhe's chapped lips curled into a strange smile. He coldly watched the scarecrow gradually disintegrate into a pile of debris before letting out a long breath, wiping the sweat from his forehead, and letting out a contemptuous and arrogant sneer: "Trying to fight me? You're overestimating yourself!"
Meanwhile, in the Prince Xian's mansion, the group of sorcerers performing rituals were urgently chanting various scriptures. Each of them was pale-faced and had been sitting like this for a whole night and day. They were exhausted, but their minds were still very uneasy. Not only that, they were arranged in a circle with Bai Mingyue in the middle.
Bai Mingyue lay there, one hand unconscious, but a faint blush appeared on his pale face. The imperial physicians were on standby at any time. Although Bai Mingyue was not an important person, he was, after all, a prince, and had been ordered by the emperor to do everything possible to cure him and prevent his death. Therefore, no one dared to be negligent.
Only the Emperor himself knew his true intentions. He wanted to know if human strength could truly combat this terrible curse. If it could, he wouldn't need to fear Mu Yunhe so much anymore; if not, he would only have two choices: kill Mu Yunhe or completely distance himself from or appease him.
However, killing Mu Yunhe is unrealistic. How could the divination officials be killed so easily? It's likely that if Mu Yunhe were killed, trouble would follow.
However, things didn't go as planned. Just when everyone thought they could stabilize Bai Mingyue's condition, a strong stench suddenly emanated from her body, followed by a burnt smell. Everyone was shocked and stopped chanting and tense. They all stared at Bai Mingyue with pale faces.
Bai Mingyue suddenly opened her eyes as if possessed, her eyes bloodshot, and screamed in agony, "Ahhh!!"
People were so frightened that they took several steps back. Almost at that moment, a strong smell of blood wafted over the stench and burnt smell, which was utterly nauseating.
People were quite frightened. Some sharp-eyed people noticed that there was blood between Bai Mingyue's legs, and it was getting thicker and thicker: "Why is she bleeding?! Look there! What happened?"
Everyone was shocked and stunned.
Bai Mingyue's face was contorted in agony as she screamed and howled, "It hurts! It hurts so much! Ahh, help me!"
Someone mustered their courage and stepped forward, trembling, to hold him down. Someone else pulled down Bai Mingyue's pants. Looking at the pool of blood, they saw something lying alone on the recliner, completely separated from Bai Mingyue's body. Everyone gasped, as if they had seen a ghost.
What Bai Mingyue had been connected to her body was broken, not only broken, but shattered! It was impossible to reconnect it!
That's too cruel!!
And it happened so suddenly and strangely, without anyone getting close. It was definitely not man-made. So many people here couldn't find any clues. Everything happened so strangely and bizarrely!
Is there really a ghost?!
Someone screamed in utter horror, "The prince's descendants have been lost!!!"
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304 Life and Death Together: Ah Heng, accept your fate! (Bonus chapter for Lan Yu Nuo Nuo)
Updated: 2013-09-03 15:55:41 Word Count: 4591
Upon hearing this, everyone felt a chill run down their spines, and their bodies instantly broke out in a cold sweat.
"Ghosts! There really are ghosts!" A young imperial physician was so frightened that he wet himself and ran away in a sorry state.
The mages' faces were also extremely grim. Their spells couldn't suppress the creature's attack, demonstrating their utterly inadequate skill and cultivation. In this situation, they feared they wouldn't fare much better. During the initial confrontation, they had felt a powerful aura enveloping them. What terrified them even more was that this aura seemed to be playing hide-and-seek with them; they couldn't see it, yet they knew it was there, making it even harder for them to concentrate on their spells.
Now that this has happened, they are even more terrified. They no longer care that this is a prince and hurriedly pack up their belongings.
What a joke! They wouldn't believe it was some kind of demon or monster, because they were sorcerers, accustomed to such things. This was an effect only a master, a hundred times more powerful than any demon or monster, could achieve. They had to run for their lives.
The servants in the Prince Xian's mansion were all newcomers who had never been exposed to such matters before, and for a time they were like headless flies, completely disorganized.
There were still a few extremely responsible imperial physicians who dared not leave. They mustered their courage to examine Bai Mingyue's wounds and ordered someone to report to the Emperor immediately.
When the news reached the palace, the emperor was pestering the empress. Now, whenever he had time, the emperor would pester the empress to have a child. The emperor desperately needed a son, not only so that someone could inherit his throne in the future, but also so that he could keep the empress's heart.
He felt he was losing control of the woman who had always been loyal to him and loved him. In this situation, the emperor used every trick in the book to please the empress, resorting to force if that failed. He used every method imaginable and finally succeeded a few times.
The Emperor was in high spirits, having finally managed to subdue the unwilling Empress, when a eunuch's voice came from outside the door, saying there was an urgent report. The Emperor angrily retorted, "Get in here! You'd better have something really urgent to report, or I'll cut off your head."
The eunuch immediately looked at the imperial physician beside him. The physician was deathly pale, his face still showing lingering terror. Trembling, he recounted everything he had seen, finally stammering, "Prince Xian's descendants... are shattered!"
As the imperial physician spoke these words, the entire hall fell silent. Meanwhile, in the empress's bedchamber, separated by a door, the disheveled emperor, at the height of his desire, his manhood as hard as iron, went limp almost instantly upon hearing these words.
The emperor also felt a cold wind sweep by, and he subconsciously covered his genitals with both hands, forgetting the composure and dignity of a monarch, and his face was extremely ugly.
How could you turn a man into a cripple without him even realizing it? Mu Yunhe, just how terrifying are you?!
"Your Majesty?" The Empress's voice was hoarse as she sat up in bed, put on her robe, and said with a grave expression, "What exactly happened? Bai Mingyue just got married, how could this be?"
The Empress couldn't bring herself to say it; she harbored resentment towards Bai Mingyue. But how could someone suddenly... become a cripple? It was too bizarre and unrealistic.
The Emperor did not tell the Empress about Mu Yunhe's actions, as he did not want her to worry about such matters. He embraced the Empress and kissed her cheek, saying in a low voice, "It's nothing, you don't need to worry about it. I'll take care of it; you should rest well."
The Emperor quickly dressed and left, his steps hurried, clearly in a great hurry. How could the Empress possibly sleep? How could one so easily say they no longer love someone? Worried and troubled, she dressed and followed him out.
The Emperor sat on his imperial carriage and instructed the chief eunuch, "Summon the elder to see me immediately. I am leaving the palace tonight to go to the Prince Xian's residence."
The Emperor had to see for himself. He simply couldn't believe that such a sinister ability existed, capable of destroying a person's body and turning a man into a cripple.
Even if Bai Mingyue was hateful, her actions had already made the emperor feel a great sense of urgency. Mu Yunhe was ruthless, truly too ruthless! Instead of eliminating the threat completely, he did something that men find most unacceptable, something worse than death.
How can a man be without offspring? Bai Mingyue's life is over. Forget the throne, he even got the position of Prince of Xian by chance. If he had been made a prince a few days later, the emperor would never have made him a prince with Bai Mingyue's physical condition. How could he let someone who looks like a eunuch become a prince?
Just when everyone thought the matter was over, Mu Yunhe had a backup plan. This plan was ruthless, sharp, and vicious, displaying an arrogant disregard for everything. His resolute and cruel actions were enough to tell the emperor that Mu Yunhe was a powerful figure, outwardly weak but inwardly ruthless.
They soon arrived at the Prince Xian's residence. The emperor walked hurriedly ahead and strode into the sealed room. Bai Mingyue had lost her usual charm and spirit. She was slumped on the long bench like a lump of mud. The room was filled with the stench of burning and blood.
The emperor frowned, almost vomiting. Even though it was his own son, seeing Bai Mingyue like this, the emperor felt only disgust and revulsion, without any sympathy or pity.
"What exactly happened? Open it and let me see," the emperor said coldly, covering his mouth.
The imperial physician, his hands trembling, unfolded a white cloth. There was no time to clean or tidy up, so his groin area was still a mess and bloody place. What was truly horrific was that a piece of his organ was shattered.
Witnessing all of this with your own eyes is far more shocking and terrifying than hearing it with your own ears!
The emperor's pupils constricted, and his expression changed drastically.
Only at this moment did he finally acknowledge Mu Yunhe's formidable strength. He finally bowed his head; he finally realized that Mu Yunhe was truly someone he couldn't afford to offend! That person—he couldn't offend him, couldn't kill him, couldn't ignore him; he could only try to appease him!
"Father, Father Emperor... save me." Bai Mingyue was in extreme pain. Others might just be watching the show, but only he knew how much pain he was in. He was in so much pain that he just wanted to die. He still didn't know that he had become a eunuch inexplicably. The most terrible thing was that he didn't even have the strength to commit suicide. How tragic was that?
He had no idea how he had ended up in such a tragic situation. How could his world have turned upside down so suddenly? Why was he suddenly coughing up blood and feeling so sad all of a sudden?
The Emperor took a step back, then turned around without hesitation, and as he walked out, he ordered, "Have someone take good care of him. Didn't he just marry a wife? Have his wife take care of him, and say that it was my order. She must be meticulous in her care!"
"Furthermore, depart immediately for the Prince's Palace!" The Emperor had to see Mu Yunhe in person. He needed to fully demonstrate his sincerity and goodwill. He didn't want to become Mu Yunhe's enemy, otherwise he might be the one to be childless and without descendants.
"His Majesty is right, it should have been done long ago." The elder nodded repeatedly, inwardly shocked. To kill without lifting a finger, to kill without leaving a trace—that was true ruthlessness!
Inside the palace of the King, Xiao Xizi, her face deathly pale, ran and cried out in terror, "Your Majesty! Please hurry, please come and save me! There's a fire, and I smell something burning! I can't get in!"
Luo Zhiheng was eating fruit when she heard this and suddenly stood up, running outside quickly: "What happened? Where's the fire?"
“Master, it’s Master…” Xiao Xizi gasped for breath.
"What happened to Mu Yunhe?!" Luo Zhiheng was terrified and grabbed Xiao Xizi's hand, running outside.
Xiao Xizi staggered along, explaining with a sob in her voice, "I smelled something burning coming from Master's room, but no matter how much I knocked, he wouldn't open the door. I couldn't get in either; the door was tightly shut, and I couldn't kick it open."
Upon hearing this, Luo Zhiheng nearly fainted, her legs went weak, and she almost fell. She released Xiao Xizi and ran away.
When Luo Zhiheng arrived, servants were already outside holding water, waiting to put out the fire, and a strong old woman was chopping at the door with an axe. As soon as Luo Zhiheng approached, she smelled a strong burning odor and shouted sharply, "Get out of the way!"
She abruptly drew her cane, its sharp edge cleaving the door to shreds. A tremendous, pungent smell of burning flesh and a stench assaulted her nostrils. Luo Zhiheng nearly vomited. Suppressing her nausea, she rushed inside, only to crash headfirst into a slender figure that exuded a faint, sweet fragrance.