"What if I don't like it even if it's demolished and rebuilt?" Luo Zhiheng laughed even harder, because she saw that Mu Yunjin's beauty was almost piled up, and her gaze was also burning with fire.
"Then buy one you like," Mu Yunhe continued to indulge her. His perception was sharp, and he naturally knew that Mu Yunjin's eyes were blazing with anger, but who cared what Mu Yunjin's mood was? If she was furious, he could only blame himself for being petty.
This time, Mu Yunjin's eyebrows twitched, and even his eyelids and face twitched. How could someone be so insane as to so carelessly spend lavishly on an imposter? Did Mu Yunhe think that money grew on trees?
"What if I still don't like it even if I buy one place?" Luo Zhiheng almost hugged Mu Yunhe and kissed him, saying: Little Hehe, you're so good, you're so cooperative!
“Then let’s buy a few more places, there’s bound to be one you like.” Mu Yunhe saw her eyes crinkling with joy and knew she was extremely happy. He was happy too, and with a slight upturn of his lips, he led her out. As they crossed the threshold, Mu Yunhe, unwilling to let Mu Yunjin have an easy time, casually said, “Anyway, we’re spending the Prince’s money, it’s all our money.”
Before he finished speaking, the couple had disappeared from the hall. Mu Yunjin stood there, his handsome face ashen. He finally understood that these two were deliberately mocking him, telling him that whatever they did was their business, and that whatever money they spent was theirs to do, and had nothing to do with them anymore.
Clenching his fists, Mu Yunjin felt a surge of anger and resentment. He might not want something, but others shouldn't prevent him from having it or deprive him of his right to have it. He had grown up showered with praise, arrogant and self-important. He looked down on Mu Yunhe, considering himself superior, never feeling inferior to Mu Yunhe, but instead finding Mu Yunhe utterly pathetic.
But today, he was utterly humiliated by two people he had always looked down upon and disregarded! How could he possibly swallow this insult? His mother was right after all; people born of the same mother are simply incompatible. He hadn't believed it at first, but now it seemed that Mu Yunhe was indeed no good.
With a livid face, Mu Yunjin took out a letter from his bosom. It was a letter from his mother, Consort Li.
Consort Li is treacherous; her only son is her greatest reliance and support, so how could she not try every means to win him over and hold onto him tightly? This letter is filled with concerns about Mu Yunjin's future, a mother's worries and anxieties for her son, and hopes for the future. Naturally, it also contains various complaints and grievances, as well as slander and accusations against Mu Yunhe Luo Zhiheng.
Although Mu Yunjin was arrogant, he was not one to be easily swayed by others; otherwise, he wouldn't have become a young general at such a young age. These past few days, he had been testing Mu Yunhe. Of course, there was no need to test Luo Zhiheng; in his eyes, Luo Zhiheng was nothing but trash.
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312 Frustrated! A farewell drink! (Bonus chapter for 19500 comments)
Updated: 2013-09-07 20:12:09 Word Count: 3435
Seeing that Mu Yunhe had truly become so despicable and vile, even colluding with Luo Zhiheng and disregarding family ties for a woman, Mu Yunjin was immediately enraged. She wished she could kill Luo Zhiheng and wake up her foolish younger brother!
Can you trust a woman's words? Especially a beautiful woman's words, you can't trust them even more! It's hateful that Mu Yunhe is now completely bewitched.
Mu Yunjin was filled with resentment, finally believing that Mu Yunhe and Luo Zhiheng had conspired to bully her mother, stealing her power and responsibility for managing the household, and subjecting her to all sorts of humiliation and oppression. What was even more infuriating was that Luo Zhiheng had shamelessly dragged her maternal grandparents' family into the mess, putting their innocent home in grave danger as well.
Family discord, maternal relatives implicated, lack of respect for elders and siblings, harming family members, easily trusting others, acting as accomplices to evil, and condoning mischief. This is the Mu Yunhe of today! A scoundrel, Mu Yunhe! And the culprit behind all this misfortune is Luo Zhiheng!
Mother is absolutely right! If Luo Zhiheng isn't eliminated, the Mu Prince's Mansion will never be at peace!
Mu Yunjin's gaze shifted several times before finally settling into a deep hostility. He sneered in a low voice, "Mu Yunhe, since you're blinded by lust and stubbornly refuse to listen, don't blame me for disregarding our brotherhood! You can only blame yourself for misjudging people!"
Luo Zhiheng was happily led by Mu Yunhe, her bright smile never fading from her face. 1.
"You're so happy playing pranks?" Seeing that no one was around, Mu Yunhe became even more composed and raised his arm to pull her slender shoulders into his embrace. The gesture was intimate, yet it was as if he was half-hugging her, as he walked and talked.
Luo Zhiheng wrapped her arms around his waist and rubbed her face against his chest a few times, saying, "Of course I'm happy. Don't you know that my happiness is usually built on the suffering of others?"
Mu Yunhe chuckled and hugged her even tighter, but said nothing more.
"Young Miss, the banquet is ready. We're just waiting for Miss Qianxue to bring Princess Yu so we can start." The nanny walked towards them with a smile. Seeing the two of them walking together intimately, she quickly lowered her eyes, but her face was full of gratified smiles.
"Yes, Nanny, go and greet her. It'll be almost noon soon." Luo Zhiheng had already gotten up late today and missed breakfast, so she was really hungry.
"Why did you choose to start the banquet at noon? Why not in the evening?" Mu Yunhe asked in surprise. He thought Luo Zhiheng would choose to drink heavily in the evening and get completely drunk.
"No, we need to travel tomorrow. If I drink tonight, I might not be sober by tomorrow morning. Last time I got drunk..." Luo Zhiheng suddenly stopped. She couldn't let Mu Yunhe know that she had been drunk last time. Even if Mu Yunhe knew, she couldn't admit it herself. She always boasted that she could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk.
However, the liquor those old guys brought last time was indeed too strong; she got drunk after just a little. And she had no idea what she did while drunk. Luo Zhiheng cleverly realized that since she knew nothing while drunk, wouldn't she be able to do whatever Mu Yunhe said? That would make her a lamb to the slaughter, even though the one slaughtering her was the man she loved; being slaughtered was no pleasant experience.
"What happened when you were drunk last time?" Mu Yunhe's lips curved into a smile, his gaze meaningful, his heart pounding slightly. It seemed he foresaw that Luo Zhiheng tonight would be just like that day, soft and silly like a kitten, letting him do whatever he wanted. Thinking of this, Mu Yunhe's heart pounded like a drum, and he even felt a little impatient.
He lowered his face, leaned closer to Luo Zhiheng, his gaze filled with mockery and urgency: "Aheng, do you know what you looked like after you drank last time?"
"How about it?" Luo Zhiheng's gaze turned cold. She thought Mu Yunhe was going to laugh at her previous embarrassing behavior or something. If he dared to say it, she would definitely not let him off the hook!
Mu Yunhe looked terrified, shrank his neck slightly, and said aggrievedly, "Nothing much, he's just so adorable that once you see him, you'll never forget him."
"Mu Yunhe! You're being indecent!" Luo Zhiheng accused, her face flushing from his teasing and pointed words, but she was used to being tough, and soon she was only left with smugness.
Mu Yunhe clicked his tongue twice, boldly stealing a kiss on her jade-like cheek, and then flicked her forehead, saying, "What are you secretly happy about? Are you happy because I praised you for being charming and cute? In the future, please me well, and I will praise you more often."
"Who cares about your praise? It's just that I'm naturally beautiful and can't hide it. No matter when or what I look like, I'll only say I'm cute and charming, and you can't argue with that." Luo Zhiheng had a narcissistic little face, looking incredibly smug.
Mu Yunhe loved her unique narcissism, so he held her tightly and wouldn't let go. They cuddled all the way back to their courtyard, ate something for breakfast, and were just about to rest when someone reported that Murong Qianxue had arrived with Yu'er.
A look of frustration flashed across Mu Yunhe's handsome face. He still pinched her clothes a few times with his large hand, unwilling to give up. Seeing Luo Zhiheng laughing so hard she almost fell over, he pressed her down fiercely and kissed her neck a few times before releasing the panting Luo Zhiheng.
"What kind of life is this, Master? Why is it so hard to be intimate with my wife? It's always this one or that one bothering me. I really wish I could wipe them all out." Mu Yunhe's frustrated voice sounded so childish, and he rubbed against Luo Zhiheng's neck in a wronged tone, pouting and saying angrily, "Don't stay with them anymore. I don't want you to be separated from me for even a moment. Let them die."
Luo Zhiheng was almost laughing to tears at Mu Yunhe's childish behavior, but she still put on a very manly expression and glared at him angrily, saying, "Nonsense! How could someone as generous and righteous as me neglect my friends because of a pretty face? Get out of my way, and I'll come back and pamper you after I've had my fill of drinking with my friends."
Mu Yunhe was pushed away by Luo Zhiheng and rolled onto the bed. Like a timid wife, he hugged the blanket, covering half his face, his long, narrow eyes widening in a surprisingly cute and mischievous way. His pitiful eyes were watery as he said coyly, "Then you'd better come back early. I don't want to be alone in this empty room until dawn." 17199131
Luo Zhiheng couldn't keep up the act any longer and burst out laughing. She waved her hand and walked out, saying, "Alright, alright, I'll try to come back as soon as possible. If I'm not back by then, don't wait for me. Just go to sleep and warm up the blankets for me. I'll come back and hold you when I get back."
"Alright, wife, you can come back soon." Mu Yunhe's melodious voice caused Luo Zhiheng, who was going down the steps, to slip and slide down the steps, barely managing to avoid falling.
She patted her chest angrily and said, "You're possessed by a vixen, aren't you? Just wait until I get back, I'll teach you a lesson."
Mu Yunhe chuckled softly on the bed, then suddenly lay back, his eyes full of laughter. He touched his face, then his still wildly beating heart, and murmured, "Thank goodness, I'm still alive. Thank goodness, I still have time to love her!"
In the front hall, Luo Zhiheng warmly greeted Yu'er and Murong Qianxue, but neither of them seemed particularly enthusiastic. It was only after asking that they learned it was because of Empress Murong Qianchen.
"What's wrong with the Empress? Haven't she and the Emperor reconciled yet?" Luo Zhiheng asked while adding food to Yu'er's plate.
Yu'er said sadly, "That's right, I don't know what's wrong with Mother. In the past, when Father didn't come to the palace, Mother would often talk about him, but now it seems like she's avoiding him like the plague. Today, when we came here, we just passed by the Imperial Garden and saw Father clinging to Mother. When Mother backed away, Father grabbed her and then carried her away."
"Hearing Mother's cries, I feel panicked and scared. How scared must Mother be to cry like that? I hate Father so much. He always bullies Mother. Sister Heng'er, you don't know, I secretly watched Mother take a bath. Mother has bruises all over her body, from her neck to her chest and back. Some of the bruises have even turned purple. It's so scary."
"I've wanted to confront Father Emperor so many times. Mother Empress has done nothing wrong, so why does Father Emperor always blame Mother Empress? But Mother Empress won't let me confront Father Emperor. I hate Mother Empress now. She wasn't like this before. If she was unhappy, she would even argue with Father Emperor and hit him. Now, Mother Empress not only doesn't hit Father Emperor, but she also won't let me go to Father Emperor to ask him questions. It's infuriating!" Yu'er said, conflicted and at a loss. She then downed a cup of wine in one gulp and began to cough violently.
"What kind of wine is this? Why is it so spicy? It's killing me!" Yu'er stuck out her tongue and fanned herself with her hand, tears welling up in her eyes.
Luo Zhiheng found it amusing but ignored her, saying only, "You are my friend. I invited you here today to drink. If you can't even tolerate a little spice, how can you be my friend, Luo Zhiheng? Come on, have another drink. Once you've had a few, you'll get used to it. After a few drinks, you'll love this drink."
Murong Qianxue secretly glared at Luo Zhiheng, showing her disdain for her blatant lies, but she watched the show from the sidelines.
Luo Zhiheng glared at her even more sarcastically, "You don't care about me, yet you dare to look down on me?"
The two were exchanging glances when Yu'er became indignant: "What are you two doing, flirting like that? Everyone, please think of a solution! What will happen to my mother? I often see injuries on her body, and I feel like beating up my father too."
"Then do you dare?" Luo Zhiheng asked with a smile.
Yu'er became dejected. After downing another cup of wine, her face flushed, her tongue lolled out, and she said dejectedly, "I dare not."
Luo Zhiheng wanted to say that she wouldn't dare either. The Empress probably wasn't preventing Yu'er from arguing with the Emperor, but rather that it was inappropriate for a daughter to discuss such intimate matters between her parents with her father. The reason the Empress didn't tell Yu'er about the marks on her body was probably because the Empress, as a mother, didn't know how to bring it up. The child was already so old, and the couple were still so passionate; the Empress was probably ashamed to speak of it. If the mother felt this way, what about the father?
Luo Zhiheng smiled and raised her wine glass, saying, "Come on, we're here to drink today. Put aside your unhappiness for now and let's have three drinks to bid me farewell!"
Yun Dede became Zhi. No sooner had she finished speaking than Yu'er and Murong Qianxue exclaimed in unison, "You're leaving the Southern Dynasty?!"
313 We loathe each other! Disgusting! What are you doing!
Updated: 2013-09-08 15:58:54 Word Count: 7729
“Yes, we’ve been out for too long. If we don’t go back, my family will probably be restless.” Luo Zhiheng’s words were already pointed.
Naturally, things won't be peaceful at home. Consort Li and her group of women are bound to cause some trouble. If they don't go back, they might not have a safe place to stay.
Knowing that Luo Zhiheng was leaving, Yu'er immediately looked at Murong Qianxue with reddened eyes: "Is Auntie leaving too?"
Murong Qianxue was taken aback: "I didn't know that. I was going with the Ancestor. If the Ancestor also went back with Heng'er and the others, then I would definitely go with them too."
Tears immediately streamed down Yu'er's face as she cried out in a mixture of reluctance and anger, "Why is this happening? I finally had two loving friends by my side, and now I'm all alone again. That palace is just too terrifying. Yu'er doesn't like it at all. Waaah, I want to leave here too!"
Luo Zhiheng was both amused and exasperated upon hearing this. A princess of a nation, and the legitimate daughter of the empress, was actually tired of the palace and didn't even like it. She asked in surprise, "Don't you have any friends?"
With red eyes and a choked voice, Yu'er said, "No one is truly my friend. They all approach me with ulterior motives, and some are even using me. Do they think I'm really that stupid and easy to fool? I can tolerate it once or twice, but why should I continue to tolerate it in the long run? Just because of their ridiculous friendship? That's not friendship at all. How can friendship be used as a favor, how can it be used for betrayal and exploitation?"
"Well said! I'm so happy that Yu'er has such awareness. Don't be sad, let's drink until we drop today. It's fate that we met, and even if I leave here, I will never forget Yu'er. And if Yu'er has the chance, she can come visit our Mu Dynasty." Luo Zhiheng patted Yu'er's cheek and said.
"That's right, all good things must come to an end. Stop crying and whining. You already look like you need to be taught a lesson, and this only makes people want to bully you even more," Murong Qianxue said sarcastically.
The three of them instantly became annoyed and drank heartily, glass after glass. After a few rounds, the girl, naturally, couldn't hold her liquor as well as the man. Except for Luo Zhiheng, who was still sober, the other two were already quite drunk. And this wasn't even that strong of a drink.
Yu'er, having drunk too much, blurted out, "What are Father and Mother going to do? Please help me! I'm so afraid that Father will hurt Mother."
Luo Zhiheng squinted and laughed, "What's that? They're just being affectionate, you know? Don't worry about them. Maybe your mother is even enjoying it."
Murong Qianxue then pointed at her with a mischievous grin and said, "You've become naughty. Tell me, has your Mu Yunhe ever bullied you like this before?"
"What is bullying? Does it mean hitting someone?" Yu'er asked, still confused.
Luo Zhiheng's face flushed slightly. Seeing the two women's blank and mischievous expressions, she couldn't help but show off. Because she was drunk, she didn't know what to say. She deliberately provoked the two women and said sweetly, "You're not married, so you don't know. Sometimes, men and women can be very sweet."
“For example, if you kiss someone really hard, then there will naturally be marks on your body. The deeper and more numerous the marks, the better the relationship between husband and wife.” Luo Zhiheng looked languid, her eyes, which were even more hazy from the alcohol, radiating a faint playful charm. Her voice was soft and alluring.
Both of them listened carefully, but because they were drunk and dizzy, the more they tried to hear, the less they could understand. Yu'er asked curiously and vaguely, "Does Sister mean that the bruises on Mother's body weren't from Father's beating, but from his own hands?"
"Correct!" Luo Zhiheng smiled drunkenly, raised her glass and drank another cup.
"Ah! You little rascal, how could you be so shameless as to tease us with such things?" Although Murong Qianxue was drunk, she was the oldest and knew a little about these things. She didn't think about it when no one brought it up, but when someone did, she realized what was going on and her face turned even redder.
"Haha, what are you afraid of? You'll all have to go through all this someday anyway," Luo Zhiheng said with a laugh. This prompted Murong Qianxue to chase after her and hit her a few times before she added, "So, Yu'er, some things are matters between adults. Don't get involved and cause trouble. It's nothing to worry about. Look how worried you are."
"So the mark on your neck last time was actually from the little prince's kiss?" Yu'er asked innocently and without thinking.
Luo Zhiheng's face flushed bright red. She could tease others, but being teased herself was quite embarrassing. She straightened her face and said, "Yu'er, that's not right. I'm trying to help you, how can you turn around and laugh at me?"
Yu'er said even more innocently, "I didn't. But if you hadn't been treated like that, how would you know all these secrets?"
"Hehehe, good Heng'er, tell us, what exactly does it feel like?" Murong Qianxue, with her uninhibited manner and the forthrightness of the old general Murong, actually asked about her daughter's private affairs.
Even with her thick skin, Luo Zhiheng couldn't help but feel embarrassed at this moment. However, she was unwilling to show weakness, so she cleverly said what she could say.
Three girls, best friends whispering secrets—that wouldn't be a problem in itself. But what's scary is that there aren't just three people involved; there's also a man standing outside the room.