It is said that she screamed all night long...
It is said that he cried and begged all night...
It's said that in the end he was brutally tortured and beaten unconscious...
As a result, the rumors spread, and the servants of the general's mansion, who were always eager to stir up trouble, became gloating and arrogant. They even looked forward to their master, the second young lady, returning so they could quickly report this exciting good news to her.
Mu Yunhe didn't love Luo Zhiheng; in fact, he loathed her! Otherwise, why would he abuse and beat her so much in the General's Mansion, on Luo Zhiheng's own territory? Since even the young prince didn't care about Luo Zhiheng, these servants naturally had even less reason to hold back. They were eagerly waiting to inform Luo Ningshuang; the second young lady would surely be overjoyed to hear the news.
This shows that Luo Zhiheng was not very popular in the past. In the entire palace, apart from the wet nurse left by her mother and Qi Wan, whom she saved out of kindness, the only people who truly liked and cared about her were her father and brother.
The King was fast asleep, embracing his soft and beloved Poison Saint. He was exhausted just as last night, having spent most of the night making love with the extremely unwilling and uncooperative Lou Yun. He had finally managed to get rid of Lou Yun and was sleeping soundly when the crying of Xiao Xizi Qiwan came, waking the King and Lou Yun.
Lou Yun was already extremely awkward, and then, at a time when he was feeling unwell, he was showered with affection by the Prince. Feeling unhappy, he finally exploded with anger and kicked the unprepared Prince to the ground.
With a thud, Shi Wangguang fell flat on his back. This beautiful woman was now sprawled on the ground, completely lacking in elegance. Her face darkened, and she jumped up, grabbed the blanket, and slapped Lou Yunguang hard across the bottom. Consumed by rage, she lost all reason and patience. She became like someone who, after a good meal, turns on their master: "You're asking for it, aren't you? You dare kick me? Kick me again, I'll let you kick me!"
Lou Yun was physically weak and could not withstand the force of the Prince's kicks. He immediately groaned, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.
The king was terrified. He groggily regained his senses and saw that he had knocked his beloved concubine unconscious. He was filled with remorse and hurriedly hugged Lou Yun, calling her his darling and apologizing. But she was already unconscious, so it would be a miracle if she could hear him.
King Shi flew into a rage, dressed in disheveled clothes, and stormed out. He kicked Xiao Xizi and Qi Wan, sending them tumbling to the ground a considerable distance. He roared, "Are you courting death? What are you yelling about so early in the morning? You'd better give me a reason, or I'll cripple you! And you, are you all dead? Don't you know how to stop me? Princess Qianmian is weak, don't you know? What use are you to me? A bunch of useless trash! Go and fetch Huo Yun for me now!"
Poison Saint was the king's precious darling. When she was furious, she would beat and scold Poison Saint, but after she finished beating and scolding him, she was the one who felt the most sorry for herself.
Xiao Xizi was weak, and although Qi Wan had also been kicked, she was able to get up and stammered out her story. Her words were urgent, terrified, and furious, portraying Mu Yunhe as a ruthless demon and Luo Zhiheng as a pitiful, helpless girl. The plot was rich, bizarre, and laughable, yet Qi Wan's story was filled with sorrow and vividness. She even kowtowed repeatedly, pleading with the Prince: "Please, please go and save my young lady! She keeps crying for help! Waaaaah, the young prince has turned bad! He's bullying her! I've never heard her cry so loudly, scream so pitifully..."
The king stood stiffly in the wind, his hair slightly disheveled, his gaze filled with melancholy and sorrow. He sighed in a low voice, "Like master, like servant. Two pairs, four idiots!"
Seven Bowls, still looking bewildered and with tears streaming down his face, looked up and asked, "Huh?"
Suppressing the urge to curse and kick her, the Prince treated Luo Zhiheng differently, and patiently asked, "Besides crying and shouting, what else did your master say?"
The Prince witnessed firsthand Mu Yunhe's genuine affection for Luo Zhiheng. Luo Zhiheng, in turn, was devoted to Mu Yunhe, showering him with care and affection. Their bond was forged in battle and the trials of pushing their limits, making it steadfast and pure. Even her feelings for Lou Yun couldn't compare to Mu Yunhe's for Luo Zhiheng. She might be quick to hit or scold Lou Yun when she was angry or upset, but Mu Yunhe, even in his fury, wouldn't dare harm a single hair on Luo Zhiheng's head.
Their relationship was unparalleled. It was impossible for anything horrific or tragic to happen. I guess those two silly kids finally figured things out, and Mu Yunhe ate Heng'er?
The Queen's gaze was rather somber. In her eyes, this marriage had a disastrous beginning, fraught with intrigue and scheming; the process was painful and difficult, the future uncertain, and the ending unknown—truly hardly a good match. If she had known about Luo Zhiheng's child earlier, if she had found her sooner, she would never have let her marry Mu Yunhe, nor would she have allowed her to endure so many hardships in her marriage. She would have found Luo Zhiheng a good man, at the very least a healthy and gentle one.
But it was all too late. If Luo Zhiheng had no feelings for Mu Yunhe, she could have pulled her out of this doomed marriage. But Luo Zhiheng had fallen in love, and the two were in love, so things were complicated. Moreover, now that Mu Yunhe had recovered and had such a powerful identity to rely on, even she couldn't easily confront him.
The only thing she can be thankful for now is that she made a bet with Luo Zhiheng back then, and used her blood to save Mu Yunhe. Otherwise, how much pain would Luo Zhiheng be in now? Even though Luo Zhiheng has the love of her aunt, she has lost her beloved husband, and family affection can never fill this void.
While her thoughts were still racing, Qi Wan cried out, "Yes, the young lady is desperately crying out in pain, begging the young prince to let her go! Waaah, Your Highness, please, go and see her quickly, save the young lady!"
How could it not hurt the first time? This child is so delicate, how did they grow up like this? Don't they even know this kind of thing?
The Prince gave Qi Wan a strange look and said irritably, "Don't worry, she won't die. Mu Yunhe can't bear to see Luo Zhiheng die; he's probably even more heartbroken than you are right now. Mu Yunhe is just doting on your young lady. Stop crying and go to the kitchen to make your young lady something delicious to nourish her body. Oh, and go find the wet nurse and tell her to check on Heng'er. If she needs any nourishing herbs, just come to me."
"Really?" Qi Wan asked, her eyes brimming with tears, her face full of disbelief.
"If you don't believe me, go ask the wet nurse." The King left with these words and went into the house with Lady Huoyun, who had rushed over, slamming the door shut.
Xiao Xizi and Qi Wan looked at each other blankly, then the two unfortunate brothers helped each other up and pitifully went to find their wet nurse.
As dawn broke, the general's mansion appeared calm on the surface, but in reality, undercurrents were swirling, and everyone was watching Luo Zhiheng's atom.
Outside the door, the two old bastards were still kneeling there, but they were sitting there, staring at Xiao Xizi Qiwan with disdain and sinister expressions.
Mu Yunhe couldn't resist any longer. As Luo Zhiheng gradually regained consciousness, he pounced on her and devoured her thoroughly. He gnawed at her from head to toe, leaving no part untouched. He was incredibly fierce.
Luo Zhiheng's eyes were blurry with tears. Having lived two lives in her life, this was truly the first time she had been bullied so cruelly. She couldn't do anything to Mu Yunhe, but the feeling of plummeting from a great height to the ground and then soaring up again was just too thrilling, too intense. She was afraid, and when she was afraid, she would cling tightly to Mu Yunhe without restraint, biting and scratching him, screaming and crying.
When she takes flight again, amidst the overwhelming pleasure Mu Yunhe brings her, she arches her neck and tenses her body, her screams transforming into a soft, seductive sound that melts even the bones, so alluring it makes Mu Yunhe almost suffocate with tenderness and pleasure.
Embracing each other, they blossomed in the final sprint, blossoming in the clean morning air.
A warm, smooth sensation against their pressed chests brought Luo Zhiheng back to her senses. Her face flushed red, and she was too shy to look at Mu Yunhe. Although she had been teased, it felt pretty good. Of course, Mu Yunhe had gone too far. He had clearly agreed not to touch her for the time being, yet he dared to take advantage of her weakness!
"Despicable!" She looked up and glared at him coquettishly, her alluring charm made all the more captivating by her first taste of love.
The two who were just entangled with each other revived, and Luo Zhiheng screamed in fright: "Mu Yunhe, you broke your promise! Get out of here right now."
Mu Yunhe gave a wicked smile, then his expression suddenly changed. He rubbed his cheek against hers with a shameless yet innocent look and said pitifully, "Aheng, Aheng, you can't yell at me, shout at me, get angry with me, or reject me!"
"Why? What did I do to offend you?" Luo Zhiheng asked fiercely, her beautiful eyes wide.
Mu Yunhe adored her cute appearance, so he slowly rubbed against her, moving gently as if burying his head in the sand. Feeling her tense up again, he whine mischievously, "Of course! You took me! Last night, last night you were on top, you forced yourself on me, you were so forceful, how could I resist? You've taken my virginity, so you have to take responsibility for me. You absolutely can't be mean to me anymore, because now we're one, we have one heart, we have to love each other, we have to love each other often."
Luo Zhiheng was dumbfounded. How could she have never known that Mu Yunhe had such a shameless, scoundrel-like, and astonishing side?
He devoured her completely, leaving not even a bone fragment, and yet he turns around and demands she take responsibility?!
Is there anyone who's being this unreasonable?!
"Mu Yunhe!" Luo Zhiheng roared, but her voice was so hoarse that it sounded alluring and sexy.
Mu Yunhe's eyes darkened, her movements quickened, and her tone was sexy yet dotingly capricious: "I don't care, anyway, Aheng has to take responsibility for me. I'm Aheng's now, and Aheng has to be with me forever. We have to do happy things together often."
Although it was all over, Luo Zhiheng blushed. Having just tasted the dew, she couldn't resist the intense feeling. She bit her lip, not wanting to speak, but Mu Yunhe would mischievously give her a hard slap. She angrily opened her eyes, punched him, and said with feigned strength, "Since I forced myself on you, then you should often do pleasurable things with me. You should abide by the three obediences and four virtues, understand?"
Mu Yunhe suppressed a laugh, as if the pain in his chest was instantly wrapped up by countless sweet threads, stitching up his torn wound layer by layer. He didn't feel any pain because she was there.
"Okay, whatever you say." He swallowed her stubborn words into her sweet lips, leading her along the most beautiful scenic route of their love.
Later, Luo Zhiheng learned that the thick, warm liquid was blood.
Blood flowed from Mu Yunhe's chest wound, adding a glaring scarlet hue to their love amidst their passionate entanglement.
This made Luo Zhiheng hate Luo Erduo, this troublemaker, even more. After she and Mu Yunhe reached their peak, while applying hemostatic medicine to him, she said expressionlessly, "I'm going to cut off Luo Erduo's ear!"
First update! Sorry for the lateness, there was another power outage today. I'm really exhausted. Love you all! There's one more update today. I don't know how this one will go, but I hope it passes without incident. I'm still begging the reviewers to be lenient; there's really not much left! Ugh, I'll keep working hard! Still asking for recommendation votes, comments, and monthly tickets! Group kisses!
343 The Sweetness of a Scoundrel! A Powerful Aura! (Bonus Chapter for Grandmaster0823)
Updated: 2013-09-22 17:49:13 Word Count: 3524
Mu Yunhe, having eaten and drunk his fill, lay there lazily. Knowing he had hurt Luo Zhiheng—after all, it was their first time and neither of them had experience—he felt a little guilty, so he obediently pretended to be innocent. His complexion was extremely handsome after the affair, rosy and even more alluring. His eyes held a gentle light that almost seemed to melt into mist, looking at Luo Zhiheng innocently and ingratiatingly. (The last sentence appears to be a fragment and doesn't translate directly.)
Luo Zhiheng couldn't stand his hypocritical act of taking advantage and pretending to be innocent. Her hand, which was carefully applying the medicine, involuntarily used a little force and pressed down, satisfying her to hear Mu Yunhe's scream of agony.
"Aheng!" Mu Yunhe, with his good temper, didn't get angry, but looked at her with even more grievance and pitifulness, his eyes brimming with tears. This was the opposite of how fiercely he had dominated her before.
hypocritical!
Luo Zhiheng snorted inwardly, but ultimately couldn't bear to see him in pain, so she softened her tone considerably, saying, "I said I'm going to chop off Luo Erduo's ear, do you have a problem with that?"
Mu Yunhe quickly took Luo Zhiheng's hand with teary eyes and said affectionately, "I have no objection. You can do whatever you want, as long as you are with me."
Luo Zhiheng's lips curled up, feeling sweet inside, but Mu Yunhe slowly added, "As long as you often monopolize me, bully me, and eat me, that's fine."
"Mu Yunhe!" Luo Zhiheng was furious. She was shy, and even the strongest woman, having just experienced the baptism of love and the nourishment of passion, couldn't withstand teasing and joking in front of her beloved man. She could be shy too. But Mu Yunhe treated this as a joke, going on and on, as if she were so impatient, so lustful—how hateful!
Mu Yunhe gave her an innocent wink, a wicked smile playing on his lips: "Did I say something wrong? Ah Heng really devoured me completely yesterday. The first time it hurt so much, and you didn't even care about me or rub it for me. It still hurts a little now."
You love her so much, yet you still poked her with that thing all night long!! And all morning!
Luo Zhiheng's face turned red, her neck, ears, and whole body were a light pink, and her chest heaved violently, clearly she was very angry.
Mu Yunhe quickly stepped forward, hugged her arm like a child, and looked closely at her face, murmuring, "Is Aheng shy? Why has her body changed color? It looks very beautiful."
"Mu Yunhe, do you think you have me completely under your thumb? If you dare say another word, believe me, I'll smash your head in!" Luo Zhiheng sneered, waving her fist.
Mu Yunhe, looking utterly heartbroken, buried his head in her chest, as if he wanted to die in her arms. But as he twisted his head, he ended up nestled against her, his warm breath falling on her soft skin. His voice was roguish and languid: "You've got it, haven't you? To die in Aheng's arms, I'd be happy even as a ghost."
Luo Zhiheng had never seen Mu Yunhe act so shamelessly before. She was stunned on the spot, felt a heat in her chest, and then her body suddenly stiffened.
He... he actually took her softness...
It sucked hard like a baby, darting... 17385206
Luo Zhiheng's face turned so red it was almost bleeding. She grabbed Mu Yunhe's hair and said fiercely, "Have you had enough?"
"Not enough, not even for a lifetime. Ah Heng is so sweet, and... so tight, I love it to death." Mu Yunhe raised his head, forcefully wrapped his arms around her neck, pouted his red lips, and pecked at her lips little by little, carefully tracing her pink lips, saying words that were both lewd and intimate.
Luo Zhiheng was completely exhausted from his actions, and things were about to spiral out of control when the sound of arguing broke out outside. Luo Zhiheng instantly snapped back to reality, stopping Mu Yunhe's violent outburst with a glare and listening quietly. But the more she listened, the more her expression darkened; in the end, Luo Zhiheng's face could only be described as cold and terrifying.
Mu Yunhe's expression wasn't much better either. He hugged her and coaxed, "Don't be angry or anxious because of those damned slaves. If you don't want to listen to them, I'll kill them."
It turned out that the two old women and the wet nurse were arguing outside, and the content of their argument naturally involved Luo Zhiheng and Luo Ningshuang. But none of it was anything pleasant. This argument inevitably turned to old, trivial matters. Actually, given Luo Zhiheng's personality, the past is the past; whether good or bad, it's best not to mention it. Besides, the past has nothing to do with Haihe; it all belongs to the Luo Zhiheng of the past.
But the problem lies in the fact that once these people started arguing and confronting each other, all sorts of sordid and shameful things were exposed. It was truly vicious, a display of meticulous planning, cunning, and ruthlessness! Absolutely outrageous!
She had no idea that Luo Ningshuang possessed such extraordinary abilities, capable of predicting the past and present, and had even planted spies and informants around her so early on. She had even secretly plotted against her.
I never would have guessed that Luo Ningshuang was actually quite capable!
Luo Zhiheng pushed Mu Yunhe away, sat up abruptly, but then suddenly collapsed back down. Having been tormented all night, and being her first time, she had no strength left. Her legs and groin ached, causing her great discomfort. This made Luo Zhiheng feel even worse.
"Where have you all gone? Come in and serve me my bath!" Luo Zhiheng shouted angrily. The two people arguing with the wet nurse Qi Wan outside clearly didn't take her seriously. How could she be so impatient as to rush out? Of course, she had to be in the best condition to meet these two die-hards of Luo Ning Shuang.
The wet nurse, despite her injury, had come. Upon hearing this, she immediately instructed a maid to bring in the pre-arranged hot water. The wet nurse watched from outside, her smile wide and her eyes narrowing. Her young mistress had finally grown up and completed this major life event. Although the timing and place were inappropriate, at least she had taken this crucial step. If she could have a few more children with the young prince, her position would be secure. Then she could finally give her master a satisfactory answer.
The master doesn't want Luo Zhiheng to get involved in the terrible and ugly struggles of the Silver Moon Kingdom. He just hopes that his young master can live a carefree life, free from worries about food and clothing, and find a good man to entrust her life to. Aside from encountering the King and the Emperor, which was a bit of a mishap, everything else is going well.
The young prince is a good man, and most importantly, he loves his young master.
The maids helped Luo Zhiheng into the purification room, and Mu Yunhe also got out of bed, preparing to have his wounds bandaged. Just then, the wet nurse entered, immediately congratulating Mu Yunhe, seemingly even more joyful than he was. The wet nurse's happiness made Mu Yunhe feel genuinely shy.
The wet nurse walked to the window and saw the messy bed. Instead of laughing, she thought it was quite good. At least the young prince was impatient with his young master.
Mu Yunhe was a little annoyed that the wet nurse was rummaging through their bed. Just as he was about to speak, the wet nurse pulled a sheet out of the bed and said to Mu Yunhe with a smile, "Found it. This is the young lady's virginity. I must keep it safe. This is proof of the young lady's innocence. We will have to show it to the Princess later."
Mu Yunhe's expression instantly became awkward, but his eyes shone with intense joy. He casually glanced at the bedsheet stained with blood, nodded slightly, and turned his face away, an uncontrollable smile playing on his lips. He was radiant with happiness.
When Luo Zhiheng finally finished washing up and dressed neatly, she came out of the purification room. Mu Yunhe had also finished bandaging his wounds and was waiting outside, dressed impeccably. Their eyes met instantly, both of them feeling shy and happy, but also pretending to be calm.
Mu Yunhe extended his hand to her, his expression indifferent, yet he spoke in an ambiguous and chilling tone: "Let's go see those two loyal dogs. Hopefully, we can pry something useful out of them, otherwise, they'll have wasted our precious morning."
Luo Zhiheng placed her hand in his large hand, but secretly pinched him. Mu Yunhe wasn't with them either, so Luo Zhiheng snorted, and the two walked out hand in hand.
Outside the door, the two old women were still kneeling there, staring at the wet nurse Qi Wan with arrogant disdain. Their overbearing and domineering attitude was quite amusing. Two mere servants, yet they dared to be so insolent in front of their master—whose power were they relying on?
Luo Zhiheng stood on the steps, coldly watching them. In the sunlight, she was dressed in gorgeous clothes, and her beauty was even more striking than flowers, amplified by her recent experience of pleasure. Yet, she possessed an aura that could easily intimidate any group of men. A single cold glance, casually sweeping over them, was enough to send chills down one's spine.
The two men felt the cold gaze and were startled. They subconsciously looked up, and when they saw the man and woman holding hands on the steps, they felt as if they had seen a celestial maiden who had descended to earth from the heavens. The couple was more radiant than the sunlight.