Updated: 2013-07-03 12:35:16 Word Count: 7821
After the initial shock came Luo Zhiheng's anger! Had the innocent Mu Yunhe really gone astray? Who on earth led Mu Yunhe astray? They even taught him how to undress girls? But before Luo Zhiheng could even lash out, she saw that Mu Yunhe's eyes held no trace of lust or evil, only anger and dissatisfaction. She instantly calmed down.
"Why are you unhappy with my clothes?" Mu Yunhe's expression didn't lie. Luo Zhiheng was a little annoyed. She was a beautiful young girl in the prime of her life. Did she have no influence on Mu Yunhe at all? He didn't show any other reaction when he saw her.
Mu Yunhe certainly wouldn't say it was because of Xia Beisong. He felt a tightness in his chest and secretly tried to control himself to avoid another conflict with Luo Zhiheng, but Luo Zhiheng's unwilling expression angered him again!
"Do you really care that much about this damn color?" he suddenly growled irritably, then coughed violently from the force of his cough. Luo Zhiheng quickly patted his back, but Mu Yunhe angrily shoved her away, staring at her with an accusing look, his expression one of extreme grievance.
She cared about this color entirely because she cared about Xia Beisong. She actually cared about another man! And that damned Xia Beisong had also come to the Prince's mansion to seduce her! These two… Mu Yunhe was at a loss for words, unsure how to describe their behavior and the anger they evoked in him.
"What are you so angry about? Mu Yunhe, you're being so awkward! Don't you think I look good in red?" Luo Zhiheng was almost going crazy. 14.
Mu Yunhe's pale lips curled into a vicious smile: "It's ugly! It's hideous! You're an ugly monster! If you go out wearing this today, get lost and never come back."
"Not again? Why don't you learn some new ways to curse? You just keep repeating the same word 'get lost,' aren't you tired of it? I'm getting impatient with it." Luo Zhiheng gritted her teeth, annoyed. Seeing that Mu Yunhe was even angrier, she suddenly leaned down and unexpectedly gave Mu Yunhe a light kiss on the cheek.
Mu Yunhe instantly lost all his anger, standing there stiffly and blankly.
"Alright, be good. Today is very important for us. The enemy I'm facing is very strong. Although I really want to bring you along so you can keep me company and cheer me on, I can't force you to leave the room if you don't want to. Just wait for my triumphant return." Luo Zhiheng pinched Mu Yunhe's cheek and then patted his head reluctantly.
Luo Zhiheng really liked Mu Yunhe's dazed look; his eyes were bright but blank. He was also handsome, and this appearance was much cuter than his usual aggressive or cold-hearted demeanor. Unable to resist, she kissed Mu Yunhe's eyes again. Such a handsome man, tamed by just one kiss! She was incredibly lucky!
Luo Zhiheng left while Mu Yunhe was in a daze. By the time Mu Yunhe came to his senses, she was no longer in the room. His pale face flushed with a dazzling blush. He touched his cheek and felt a tingling sensation. He felt his penis harden again, and the feeling of wanting to explode throughout his body returned.
This time it was more intense and ferocious than ever before.
Mu Yunhe blankly placed his hand on that shameful place, his mind filled with the stunning beauty of Luo Zhiheng's glance just now. Even after ejaculating, Mu Yunhe was still bewildered. What was wrong with him? Why did the poison always flare up in that area because of Luo Zhiheng? Every time he got an erection, his mind was filled with Luo Zhiheng. Every time he ejaculated, he wished he could hold Luo Zhiheng tightly in his arms.
This feeling of helplessness and confusion made Mu Yunhe constantly feel guilty towards Luo Zhiheng, yet he couldn't resist that intense feeling. She was gone, and his heart felt empty; all his anger and fantasies had shattered. Bored, he lay on the bed, looking out the window at the somber darkness, where a faint glimmer of light could be seen filtering through the darkness…
Ah Heng said she wanted him to be there with her...
Ah Heng said she wanted him to go out and get some sunshine... 15882448
With only Luo Zhiheng's words left in his mind, Mu Yunhe's eyes showed a deep fear of the light, as well as a trace of urgent struggle.
Ah Heng said that today was very important to her...
So, is it appropriate for him to appear on this important occasion in her life? Can he appear? In what capacity?
Today was undoubtedly the most bustling day in the Mu Dynasty. The streets and alleys were teeming with people, as families flocked to the royal hunting grounds early in the morning. The final of the First Talent Competition was always the most anticipated day. But this year was even more special.
This year's finals have two major highlights that have attracted much attention. The first is whether Luo Ningshuang can achieve another great result, break the rules, and win the world championship again to create a legend. The second is that Luo Ningshuang's opponent in this year's competition for the title of the most talented woman in the Mu Dynasty is Luo Ningshuang's twin sister.
The rivalry between sisters has always been controversial. Before yesterday, Luo Zhiheng was notorious for having no redeeming qualities. But yesterday, she created a wave of change; a peerless asset emerged in her hands. At this point, people dared not use terms like "unlearned," "incompetent," or "useless" to belittle her.
However, Luo Ningshuang is incredibly strong, while Luo Zhiheng hasn't achieved much over the years. Moreover, Luo Zhiheng's journey to the championship was truly a combination of luck and sheer grit. Therefore, everyone is eagerly anticipating today's match. Regardless of who emerges victorious, today's competition is sure to be spectacular!
As if it had been pre-arranged, there wasn't a single negative rumor about Luo Zhiheng circulating on the streets today. It was as if everyone had been conquered by Luo Zhiheng's clever strategy.
The wet nurse was delighted and pulled back the carriage curtain to smile at Luo Zhiheng, saying, "As expected, once Miss showed her true skills, these people dared not talk nonsense anymore."
Luo Zhiheng, however, was not so optimistic, and she had a feeling that something was about to happen: "Maybe not, it's probably just the calm before the storm."
Luo Ningshuang wouldn't sit idly by and wait to be killed. Luo Zhiheng was certain that Luo Ningshuang wasn't a good person, at least not as gentle and humble as she appeared on the surface. It was just a facade, a hypocritical mask. Every rumor in the past had been directed at her, and she didn't believe that Luo Ningshuang wasn't involved in it.
This time, the silence is eerily quiet. It's likely that if the storm doesn't come, fine; but if it does, it will be a raging torrent that will shake her very foundations!
Luo Zhiheng subconsciously licked her lips, the dormant desire for challenge and danger in her blood boiling. She was eager to see what Luo Ningshuang, whom everyone praised, would use to attack her.
“Miss Luo is worrying unnecessarily, but it’s good that you’re thinking a little more. When the time comes, no matter what others do, just focus on doing your own thing,” Madam Wang said with a smile.
Luo Zhiheng nodded, her gaze falling on the large object held in the wet nurse's arms. It was the secret weapon she had prepared overnight for the battle. Today, she would no longer hide it. She was going to use her strength to tell the world that those who looked down on others and whose mouths were full of filth would humiliate themselves today because of their insulting words!
As soon as the carriage entered the royal hunting grounds, a lively clamor arose, and everyone was shouting the same name: Luo Ningshuang. This demonstrated Luo Ningshuang's immense popularity and Luo Zhiheng's complete lack of affability.
The wet nurse looked at Luo Zhiheng with concern, but Luo Zhiheng remained calm and unaffected. This composure made the wet nurse and Madam Wang sigh inwardly: "She is indeed worthy of being her daughter, she is just like her!"
Luo Ningshuang seemed to be deliberately going against Luo Zhiheng, otherwise it wouldn't be such a coincidence that Luo Ningshuang arrived just as Luo Zhiheng was about to get off the carriage, and got off the carriage before Luo Zhiheng.
Instantly, a deafening roar of cheers erupted, everyone shouting Luo Ningshuang's name with such excitement. They still felt a strong sense of honor and shame; if Luo Ningshuang won this competition, the Mu Dynasty's status in the world would be even more exalted, because the Mu Dynasty would have produced an undefeated legend in the world's most prestigious talent competition!
Wearing a veil, Luo Ningshuang was still dressed in pure white, exuding a pure and elegant aura. Her soft voice instantly calmed the frenzied clamor: "Thank you all for your support and encouragement. There's not much I can do. I can only do my best in this competition. No matter the outcome, I'm just as happy because my sister, Luo Zhiheng, is finally willing to stand up and show the glory of the Luo family with me!"
Luo Ningshuang glanced at the magnificent carriage on her right, knowing that Luo Zhiheng was inside. She spoke in a passionate and emotional voice, "Please give my sister Luo Zhiheng your encouragement. Even if I lose to her in this competition, I will accept it willingly. No matter what, it will be an honor for the Luo family."
The crowd was so moved by Luo Ningshuang's noble character and magnanimous spirit that no one paid any attention to Luo Zhiheng. Instead, they praised Luo Ningshuang. Finally, ridicule began, with people calling Luo Zhiheng a jinx and other unlucky people joining in the mockery.
Yesterday's bloodshed in front of the Mu Prince's mansion, and Luo Zhiheng's methods and intimidation, didn't just intimidate the Mu Prince's mansion; they intimidated everyone in the world! So even though they spoke of the Mu Prince's mansion today in a very tactful way, the contempt, mockery, and the ominous thoughts about Luo Zhiheng were still sharp. And the things they said were very unpleasant.
"She only needs a few days to participate in a competition, and all sorts of troubles keep popping up. What's worse, her bad luck has even affected the young prince. Poor young prince, he's still standing up for her, but he can't even protect himself. Yesterday, Luo Zhiheng was so furious, could it be because of the young prince..."
"This servant will go and chase them away!" The wet nurse's face turned pale with anger. How could these people use such vicious words to speak of Luo Zhiheng? How could Luo Zhiheng face anyone after this? How could she maintain her position in the Prince's mansion? What if the Princess heard these rumors and believed them? Would Luo Zhiheng still have a good life afterward?
Luo Zhiheng reached out and stopped the wet nurse, a cold smile on her lips. She didn't speak. Today she wore a golden cloak, and she pulled up the hood that covered her entire face, hiding her features in the shadow of the hood. Her hand was on her right hip, where her life-saving cane was hidden under her skirt.
Now, no matter what lies ahead, she will forge ahead bravely. Do you think a few rumors can defeat and seriously harm her? Luo Ningshuang, you underestimate your sister!
"Ignore them, let's go." Luo Zhiheng said calmly, letting the wet nurse go out first before she got out of the carriage.
The scene quickly quieted down, and the voice that had been relentlessly belittling and mocking Luo Zhiheng abruptly stopped. The heated atmosphere cooled drastically because of Luo Zhiheng's sudden appearance.
Luo Ningshuang was very pleased with Luo Zhiheng's appearance, knowing that Luo Zhiheng was the most easily angered. She called out in a sweet and affectionate voice, "Sister, I'm here. Let's go in together."
Luo Zhiheng ignored Luo Ningshuang, that hypocrite was utterly repulsive! She stepped down from the carriage, supported by her wet nurse, and the crowd immediately and automatically moved away from her, as if she were a terrifying monster. Luo Zhiheng didn't care and continued walking calmly forward.
A cold glint flashed in Luo Ningshuang's eyes, and she suddenly asked urgently, "Why are you completely covered up under your cloak, sister? Are you injured because of what happened yesterday?" She then paused, as if she had said something wrong, and hurriedly said in a panic, "Sister, please don't misunderstand. Shuang'er didn't mean anything by it. Shuang'er was just too worried about you."
He's probably too worried about her losing face!
Luo Zhiheng was fed up with Luo Ningshuang's self-talk, but before she could speak, someone whispered, "Could it be that she was punished by the Princess yesterday? Is that why she's injured and ashamed to show her face?"
"I guess so. It's a pity for Miss Luo Ningshuang. We care about her, but she remains unmoved. The rumors are true. Miss Luo Ningshuang is kind and generous, while Luo Zhiheng is petty and narrow-minded."
"If I were truly a narrow-minded person, you would be dead by now!" Luo Zhiheng suddenly spoke in a sinister tone, her face slowly turning from the shadows. No one could see her features, only her cold, mocking words: "And you, Luo Ningshuang, please watch your mouth. You represent no honor of the Luo family. Your affairs and actions are solely your own and have nothing to do with the Luo family. This contest is between us. On this stage, I don't need your mercy or your willingness, because once we step onto this stage, we are enemies!"
"Show me your full strength, for I will show you no mercy." Luo Zhiheng's words were resolute and powerful, as if a tremendous force was emanating from her. Beneath the golden cloak, she appeared mysterious and formidable.
Luo Ningshuang seemed to sway slightly, as if struck by Luo Zhiheng's words: "Sister, why did you say that? I know you harbor resentment, and I don't want you to hate me. We are sisters, aren't we supposed to fight like father, son? Even on the fighting stage, we are still sisters. How could you say that..."
She hesitated to speak, but quickly gained sympathy and help. The crowd helped her utter the words she couldn't bring herself to say.
Heartless, cruel! You, Luo Zhiheng, are utterly inhuman!
"So, since I want this championship now, why don't you just announce your withdrawal from the competition and let me, your own sister, win? That way, our relationship won't be hurt," Luo Zhiheng said coolly in a mocking tone.
Luo Ningshuang was instantly speechless! How could she possibly give up the competition?! She still wanted to ruthlessly trample on Luo Zhiheng in this competition and seize Luo Zhiheng's dowry! Wasn't that her ultimate goal?
She had taken Luo Zhiheng's dowry without permission. Although she was morally justified, she was not legally justified. She wanted to use a method that would win everyone's favor to seize what belonged to Luo Zhiheng. So today, she deliberately waited here for Luo Zhiheng, intending to lure her into a trap and make her obediently hand over the dowry.
"Sister, why do you have such a deep prejudice against me? I have never taken anything from you. I know, is it because of the dowry? You came to the house before and asked me for the dowry. I didn't know what to do, so you were so angry, right? You participated in this competition out of spite. You're doing it for the dowry, aren't you?" Luo Zhiheng said, choking back tears.
These words caused a huge uproar!
Luo Zhiheng stole Luo Ningshuang's destiny and husband, and took away Luo Ningshuang's dowry, which is already despicable. So, what part of Luo Zhiheng's dowry should belong to Luo Ningshuang, yet Luo Zhiheng shamelessly came to her door to demand the dowry? It's utterly shameless!
"Second Miss, don't talk nonsense! If you continue to insult and slander our Eldest Miss like this, be careful I..." The wet nurse's words were suddenly interrupted by Luo Ningshuang.
"What do you want? It's been like this since we were little! I can't say a word, because if I do, you'll side with my sister. Didn't you nurse me when I was little? By all accounts, you're my wet nurse too, so why do you always favor my sister? Is it because my sister is Father's beloved daughter, and I'm the jinx he calls me?" Luo Ningshuang suddenly became extremely agitated, and her words seemed to be somewhat reckless. But what she said not only belittled Luo Zhiheng, but also explained her own unfortunate and absurd experiences, and also showed her gentleness and obedience.
Look at me, the dignified second daughter of the Luo family, being threatened and coerced by a mere servant!
Thus, it becomes clear whose side the people are on.
In an instant, Luo Zhiheng was condemned by everyone!
Such a scene would terrify anyone, and they might even be unable to withstand the pressure and run away on the spot. But Luo Zhiheng did not. She neither argued nor debated, but calmly asked Luo Ningshuang, "What do you want? Tell me your purpose. Do you want me to bear the blame for being greedy and shameless in demanding a dowry? Fine, I'll grant your wish!"
"Although Father made it clear that the dowry was mine, and I also made it clear that we were just exchanging the dowries back. I wouldn't touch yours, and you would return mine in full. But you refused, didn't you? Today you're trying to stab me in the back, Luo Ningshuang, so I'll do as you wish! Let's make a bet, a bet on our dowries, one round to decide the winner! Do you dare?" Luo Zhiheng said ruthlessly.
Luo Ningshuang's spirits lifted. She knew she was certain of victory today because she knew the winning topic for this year's competition, which also included questions related to battle formations. She was confident she could easily defeat Luo Zhiheng. However, what she wanted was both fame and fortune. Luo Zhiheng had fallen for her deliberate provocation, and this time she was in the right.
Amidst the angry shouts and curses, Luo Ningshuang swayed and asked, "Sister, why do you have to do this? Those dowries were originally yours. If you wanted them, I would have given them to you immediately. Why must we sisters fight to the death?"
"I'm just doing what you want. Do you agree or not? You only get one chance for fair competition. If you give up, you'll have nothing!" Luo Zhiheng no longer hid her anger. Since her image had already been ruined, and since Luo Ningshuang had repeatedly smeared her, she wouldn't try to salvage it. She would let the facts speak for themselves, make Luo Ningshuang suffer, and make her lose everything!
Luo Ningshuang feigned fear and said timidly, "Sister, don't be angry. Whatever you want to do won't matter to me. The whole world is watching me. We must keep our word."
What a treacherous and cunning woman! Luo Zhiheng's face, hidden under her hood, had darkened. She said coldly, "So, the bet is set. If I win, not only will you not touch any of my dowry, but you'll also have to return it to me intact. I won't give you a single piece of your dowry! If you win, I'll offer you both of your dowries with both hands. Do you agree?"
"Of course I agree!" Luo Ningshuang was overjoyed, secretly cursing Luo Zhiheng for being brainless. Then, she timidly nodded in agreement.
"Words are no proof. Let's put it in writing. Whoever denies it or tries to cover it up is a coward!" Luo Zhiheng's thuggishness flared up again, and she needed to curse to calm her anger.
With a grim expression, Luo Ningshuang and Luo Zhiheng signed a written agreement in front of the entire world. This time, Luo Zhiheng couldn't resist; she was doomed to lose. Everyone looked at Luo Zhiheng as if she were an idiot; only a fool like Luo Zhiheng would dare to sign such a ridiculous agreement.
Luo Zhiheng turned and left. Although her actions seemed foolish, her powerful aura was undeniably oppressive. As the surrounding crowd quickly moved aside, her impolite disdain rang out as she walked: "Luo Ningshuang, the Luo family is a family of military generals. The Luo family's secrets are definitely not for those who indulge in literary pursuits and affectations. Your words cannot replace the Luo family, nor can they change the Luo family's fierce traditions. You don't even understand your own family's traditions, yet you still have the nerve to stand there and proclaim yourself a member of the Luo family? Utterly laughable!"
Luo Ningshuang's happy mood shattered instantly!
In the exciting arena, the magnificent arena stood in the very center, with the imposing and aloof observation tower standing to the side. On the judges' panel, the chief judge, with a stern expression, led everyone to their seats. The arena had been raised, so even those at the very back could see the arena match.
However, just before the match was to begin, a commotion suddenly broke out in the crowd. The judges and others hurriedly left the stage, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of magnificent carriages arrived at the arena. The carriages were imposing and prestigious, with royal guards following closely behind. The chaotic crowd was quickly separated, and the frontmost position of the arena was identified. Dozens of cushions were quickly placed on the open ground.
The well-prepared and iron-blooded army quickly took their positions. General Tong personally led the team and stood in front of the first carriage. Then, an elderly man with white beard and white hair, dressed in white, stepped out of each carriage. As soon as this group of elderly men appeared, the entire arena was suddenly filled with a vast atmosphere. The enthusiastic scene quieted down, and everyone looked at the elderly men with doubt and uncontrollable awe.
The elderly people all had stern faces, ignoring the respect shown by the judges, and sat down on the cushions. In an instant, one side of the competition stage seemed unusually empty and tense.
The emperor, dressed in plain clothes and escorted by General Tong, sat among the elders. He dismissed the judges and waited to watch today's final match.
Their sudden arrival brought a sense of urgency to the competition. No one dared to make a sound anymore. Looking around, the dignified and aged old men formed an irresistible force.
At that moment, another commotion broke out in the distance. A carriage bearing the emblem of the Tong family, a noble family, slowly approached. General Tong was extremely surprised. With the emperor's approval, he quickly walked towards the carriage. He saw that the person who stepped out of the carriage was also an elderly man with white hair, but this old man looked extremely kind and amiable.
General Tong was utterly shocked, and exclaimed respectfully and excitedly, "Grandfather! What brings you here?"
This was none other than the patriarch of the Tong family, a master calligrapher! The old man laughed and said, "His Majesty and those old fellows are all here, how could I not come? Besides, I also want to see what kind of person my great-granddaughter-in-law is, that she can actually walk out of a stock market."
General Tong hurriedly and respectfully invited the old man into the Pharaoh's chamber. The group of old men were all shocked to see Old Man Tong, who had been out of touch with the world for decades. His presence here today showed that his attitude towards Luo Zhiheng was quite extraordinary.
The atmosphere of the competition became tense because of this group of strange old men. The head judge was even more nervous; today's outcome was a matter of life and death for her, not to mention the presence of so many distinguished guests, which exceeded her expectations. This might be the most splendid competition in a century, truly a cause for celebration!
But today's match was truly worrying. Luo Zhiheng, she'll only make the competition more embarrassing!
But no matter how terrified they were, the competition still began!
Thump! Thump! Thump!
As the powerful war drums sounded, the entire arena was filled with a chilling atmosphere of killing intent!
This competition, themed around a real-world war environment, instantly transformed into a battlefield! Amidst the intense attention, Luo Ningshuang confidently and gracefully stepped onto the stage, but Luo Zhiheng was nowhere to be seen!
In the Mu Prince's residence, Mu Yunhe stared blankly out the window, lost in thought. His mind was filled with the words Xiao Xizi had just relayed: Luo Zhiheng was once again besieged, the verbal attacks far more terrifying and scathing than any he had ever witnessed before. How could his Aheng endure this? How could she bear it all alone, time and time again?
Zhi Song hadn't taken off his clothes. His hands gripped the blankets tightly; the intense struggle within him was nothing more than a fear and repulsion of light he had never seen before.