This was his biggest concession: he would take a walk, but he would never leave the house.
Luo Zhiheng froze for a moment, then suddenly plopped down on the ground, kicking her legs wildly like a child, waving her hands erratically, shaking her head and howling as if possessed: "I don't care, I don't care, you have to go out, go out! If you don't go, I won't do it! I won't get up! I'll just keep crying, keep crying! Ahhh..."
Mu Yunhe was a noble young prince, pampered and naive, unfamiliar with the ways of the world and never having been exposed to the ways of the common people. Therefore, he didn't know that this scene was called a street ruffian acting like a scoundrel. But that's the advantage of beautiful women; even when they're acting like scoundrels, they're still cute and pleasing to the eye.
Although Luo Zhiheng's actions were so sudden and bizarre that even Mu Yunhe was startled, he still couldn't bring himself to dislike her. However, he wouldn't easily give in to Luo Zhiheng either. His lips twitched as he hissed, "Get up right now! What kind of behavior is this? Are you a child? Throwing a tantrum on the floor crying because you can't get your candy?"
Luo Zhiheng was stunned for a moment, then realized, "That's right, why didn't I think of rolling around on the ground?" Without hesitation, she leaned back, and to Mu Yunhe's astonishment, her soft little body seemed boneless as she writhed and rolled on the ground, kicking her legs and crying rhythmically, "Mu Yunhe, I hate you! You don't listen to me, you hate me, don't you? That's why you've made me so sad! I don't want to live anymore! My little Hehe! Where has my clean and obedient little Hehe gone? Waaah! Mu Yunhe, you big devil, you bastard in Hehe's skin! Give me back my clean little Hehe!"
Luo Zhiheng doesn't usually tell you explicitly, "I'm going to torture you." She'll use every means possible to torment you until her anger subsides or you're left on the verge of collapse. The scariest part is that you never know what tricks she'll use against you next.
She's ruthless to her enemies, and equally eccentric to her own people! But when it comes to those she cares deeply about, she can't be ruthless, yet she's unwilling to let them go, so she can only torment Mu Yunhe to her heart's content.
Mu Yunhe's handsome face could no longer maintain its icy indifference; his expression hardened as he said, "Haven't I always been myself? What do you mean by 'clean and tidy'? Don't use those damned words 'cute' on me. Get up now, I'm really ashamed to be associated with you."
Luo Zhiheng suddenly sat up on the ground, her delicate fingers pointing at Mu Yunhe, her eyes red and choked with sobs, "Oh, so you think I'm shameful! You weren't like this before. Didn't you always think I was as beautiful as flowers and everyone loved me, as stunning as the moon and as beautiful as a fish and as beautiful as a goose? Haven't I always been a replica of Pan An? Mu Yunhe, you've changed. You're so wicked. My little Hehe would never say such hurtful things to me."
"You must be a demon or monster in disguise, right? You ate my little Hehe, didn't you? Give me back my little Hehe, give it back to me..." Her shrill voice, like a demonic chant, echoed endlessly, piercing through the beams and windows.
Mu Yunhe's face was ashen, completely baffled as to why Luo Zhiheng was suddenly making such a fuss. There was no reason for her to start a fuss for no reason, and she kept saying that he was no longer him and that he was unclean. Mu Yunhe felt very wronged. He hadn't done anything, so how could he be unclean?
"I can't be bothered with you!" Mu Yunhe roared angrily, then lay down abruptly, turned over, and ignored Luo Zhiheng. He didn't believe that Luo Zhiheng could keep crying and making a fuss forever.
However, Mu Yunhe still underestimated Luo Zhiheng's fighting strength and destructive power.
Luo Zhiheng really kept crying and wailing, and it was the kind of dry wailing, but it was very expressive. From the sound of her voice, it sounded like she was crying her heart out, hysterically, as if the sky had fallen and she couldn't go on living.
As Luo Zhiheng wailed, she had only one thought: Mu Yunhe had indeed gone astray! If she didn't subdue him this time, she would have to worry so much in the future. She had to educate Mu Yunhe to be chaste and self-disciplined, so that after she left the palace, she wouldn't have to worry about him ruining his health by indulging in women. It wouldn't be in vain that she had gone to such lengths to save his life.
While Luo Zhiheng was thinking of leaving, Mu Yunhe's heart was tormented by Luo Zhiheng's cries. He hadn't expected her to cry so much, but her sobs made Mu Yunhe feel a tightness in his chest, making him uncomfortable all over. After waiting for a long time, Luo Zhiheng's throat seemed to be getting hoarse, and Mu Yunhe could no longer hold back.
He turned around abruptly, his expression one of annoyance and worry, but when he saw what Luo Zhiheng was doing, Mu Yunhe suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
The woman was lying on the ground leisurely, swinging her legs, comfortably wailing without a single tear on her face. She grinned, her pretty face full of mischievous charm.
Mu Yunhe opened his mouth, paused for a moment, and then the frustration in his heart suddenly exploded into anger: "Have you made enough trouble?!"
She stirred his heart, making him irritable and heartbroken for half a day, and she just played around with it! Does this woman even have a heart?
Luo Zhiheng was startled and immediately scrambled to her feet. Realizing something was amiss, she quickly lay back down and rolled around on the floor, yelling incoherently, "Give me back my clean and pure little Hehe, give him back to me..."
here we go again!
For the first time, Mu Yunhe felt an urge to strangle Luo Zhiheng! How could someone be so shameless and oblivious? Even after being caught faking her tears, she still dared to continue pretending?
Mu Yunhe's chest heaved violently with anger, and he felt dizzy. He rolled his eyes, but suddenly noticed a series of small heads peeking through the doorway. Xiao Xizi led the way, with Qi Wan bringing up the rear, and they were all grinning from ear to ear. Mu Yunhe's handsome face instantly turned as black as a black pot, and he roared, "What are you looking at? Get out of here!"
They all fled from the bottom of the pearl. Qi Wan escaped swiftly, while several people pinned Xiao Xizi down. Everyone else had run away, but Xiao Xizi was pinned down and by the time he finally managed to get up and try to run again, it was too late.
"Little Xizi! Clean the entire courtyard yourself. If there's even a tiny spot that's not clean, I'll skin you alive! Get out of here!" Mu Yunhe roared fiercely.
"Yes, Master." Little Xizi rolled away, sobbing and looking utterly dejected.
"You also want to be skinned alive by me?" Mu Yunhe glared menacingly at Luo Zhiheng, gritting his teeth as he spoke.
Luo Zhiheng covered her face with her hands, peeking at him through her fingers, and sobbed, "You really are a monster!"
Mu Yunhe was truly at his wit's end. Xiao Xizi and the others were afraid of him, but Luo Zhiheng was genuinely fearless. Mu Yunhe said weakly, "What exactly do you want? How can I get up?"
"Come out for a walk with me, let's go outside!" Luo Zhiheng immediately got up, clasped her hands together, and pleaded earnestly and obediently. 149.
Mu Yunhe's temples throbbed with veins. This woman... she'd really put on such a fuss over this. He was such a wimp; he'd just let her wail on and on, not even wanting her to cry until her throat hurt. He'd rather let her suffer.
A surge of frustration nearly choked Mu Yunhe. His face was grim, but he couldn't escape the inexplicable emotion in his heart: "Just one walk around, and most of the time it's out of the question!"
"Okay!" Luo Zhiheng immediately beamed with joy, lightly jumped up from the ground, and draped a coat over Mu Yunhe with a smile. She helped him stand up and then suddenly said, "Why do you seem to be in much better shape? Last time I helped you up, you couldn't even stand up properly, but this time it didn't seem like you exerted any effort at all."
Upon hearing this, Mu Yunhe noticed that her body seemed lighter and less heavy. The detoxification must be working! Mu Yunhe was very happy, but she wanted to wait until she felt even better before telling her the good news.
"I also feel much more relaxed lately," Mu Yunhe said, pretending not to care.
Luo Zhiheng was delighted to see that his condition was showing signs of improvement. She busied herself with having someone hold an umbrella for Mu Yunhe, as it was morning and the sunlight wasn't too strong. Mu Yunhe wouldn't let anyone help him; if anyone touched him, he would give that person a cold, piercing look, which frightened the servants so much that they all kept their distance, except for the person holding the umbrella.
Luo Zhiheng had no choice but to step in herself, helping him out of the room. She could sense that Mu Yunhe was genuinely resisting. Thinking back to the last time he stood under the sun for her, in front of so many people, his courage was truly remarkable. A wave of emotion washed over her, and Luo Zhiheng thought, maybe she shouldn't bother him anymore. Perhaps he really didn't mean to deceive her…
But Luo Zhiheng immediately dismissed this idea.
Deception can be minor or major, but indulging minor deception will only lead to major deception; it cannot be tolerated! Besides, going out for more exercise will also benefit Mu Yunhe's health. Having made up her mind, Luo Zhiheng said softly, "Don't be afraid, I'll walk with you. You have to take the first step eventually; things will get better and better from here on out."
Luo Zhiheng's words softened Mu Yunhe's cold eyes for a moment, but he still snorted with a sour expression, "Enough nonsense! I won't appreciate your attempt to force me out."
He said that, but he held Luo Zhiheng even tighter. The feeling of the two of them walking forward side by side and supporting each other gave Mu Yunhe a strong desire for life. It wouldn't be bad to walk to the end of life like this. At least, he would have her by his side!
Luo Zhiheng smiled ingratiatingly, "Yes, you don't need to thank me. I should thank you for giving me the face to walk with you."
Mu Yunhe couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, but it was immediately shattered by Luo Zhiheng's infuriating words.
They had just stepped outside when the sunlight suddenly shone on them. Luo Zhiheng exclaimed, "Wow! The sunlight is on you and you're perfectly fine! You're still my little Hehe! But why aren't you as clean, cute, and transparent as you used to be? Little Hehe was such an honest and adorable little girl..."
"Luo Zhiheng, that's enough!" Mu Yunhe wanted to shut her up, and said in a low voice with a fierce tone, "If you dare to utter another word of nonsense in front of the servants, I will have you carried to a well and thrown in."
Luo Zhiheng immediately cried out, "How cruel! My little Hehe wouldn't treat me like this. I'm so incredibly cute, charming, intelligent, and kind..."
"We'll talk about that later!" Mu Yunhe's fierce gaze fell from the sky, extinguishing all of Luo Zhiheng's narcissistic and smug words.
The two walked slowly, circling the courtyard. Mu Yunhe hadn't walked in a long time, so his pace was slow, and his legs needed more practice. But it was alright. Occasionally, they would bicker, mostly because Luo Zhiheng would suddenly remember Mu Yunhe's deception and provoke him. Mu Yunhe would always be rendered speechless by Luo Zhiheng's antics, or if he did get angry, he couldn't express it and could only bottle it up.
After walking half the lap, Mu Yunhe was already panting, but compared to his pale, translucent face in the room, the rosy glow on his face now gave him a healthy radiance. He looked more energetic and charming.
Mu Yunhe was a radiant being, even though he was plagued by illness and his body was frail. In front of outsiders, he was a gentle and refined nobleman, showing none of the sharpness and affectation that he displayed in front of Luo Zhiheng.
Luo Zhiheng stood beside him. The handsome man and beautiful woman looked harmonious and lovely together. Although they occasionally bickered, it was always with a sweet and warm feeling that touched people's hearts. It was so perfect that no one wanted to break it.
Watching this scene, the servants couldn't help but think that perhaps decades from now, when Luo Zhiheng and Mu Yunhe are both old and gray, they will still be supporting each other as they walk forward. They may still bicker and argue occasionally, but they will never let go of each other's hands.
Holding hands, growing old together—that's the beauty of life!
"Young Miss, a messenger reports that the manager of the First Talent Competition has arrived again and wants to see you." The nanny had to interrupt this beautiful scene, because Luo Zhiheng had instructed that if their people came again, they must be reported immediately.
Luo Zhiheng's spirits lifted; there must be a result regarding Mu Yunhe's matter!
"How about letting Xiao Xizi help you practice a little longer? Or should we just go back to your room and rest?" Luo Zhiheng asked Mu Yunhe.
Seeing her eagerness, Mu Yunhe felt displeased and couldn't help but sarcastically say, "Is meeting their people that important? Or is it their reward that tempts you more? Is the reward more important than me? You greedy devil, you have the potential to become a money-grubber."
Like everyone else, Mu Yunhe believed that the reward for the First Talent Competition was absolutely priceless treasure. Coincidentally, Luo Zhiheng loved money, and she seemed so eager for it. Mu Yunhe thought to himself, "In your heart, I am not as important as a pile of scrap metal." Of course, he would be angry.
Luo Zhiheng pouted. She was a little unhappy that Mu Yunhe had said that to her, but when she thought that Mu Yunhe was unaware of this, she wasn't angry anymore. She laughed self-deprecatingly, "I'm a money-grubber. I need money to support myself in the future. Otherwise, if I end up with nothing and end up on the streets without a penny, wouldn't I be miserable?"
Mu Yunhe's flippant smile froze, and his face darkened as he said, "What are you worried about for your future? As long as I provide for you, you won't lack anything. What do you mean by being homeless? What do you mean by supporting yourself? Luo Zhiheng, what do you take me for? A dead man? You can't even support your own wife?"
Luo Zhiheng bit her lip, suddenly feeling a pang of sadness. Was there any future between her and Mu Yunhe? She had signed an agreement: she would leave after Prince Mu returned! At that time, her vision of the future was to leave the palace and fly far away. Mu Yunhe was not part of her vision of the future.
"Speak! Are you mute?" Mu Yunhe coldly shouted, suddenly grabbing her chin and turning her face towards him: "You know you said the wrong thing? Be careful in the future. If I hear you say such things again, last night's lesson will be your fate."
Luo Zhiheng instinctively covered her bottom with both hands. Realizing what she had done, her face turned red. Seeing that Mu Yunhe still dared to laugh inappropriately, she was so angry that she shook off Mu Yunhe's hand and turned to leave.
Seeing her leave in a huff, Mu Yunhe wasn't in a hurry. The smile in his eyes deepened, revealing a chilling coldness.
He wasn't good at expressing himself, so when Luo Zhiheng spoke those distant words, Mu Yunhe felt inexplicably sad and flustered. Luo Zhiheng had never considered herself part of this family; she lacked security and was always looking for a way out, which was why she loved money. Was she always afraid of one day leaving the palace and ending up on the streets?
When did she begin to have this feeling? Did she always believe that his health was incurable? Was she also afraid, as others said, that if he died, she, the young widow, would be driven out of the palace? Was she actually always afraid?
Ah Heng...
"Go back to your room and bring me the invoices for my treasury." Mu Yunhe suddenly turned and went back to his room, saying to Xiao Xizi who was supporting him. Although his private treasury was nominally under Luo Zhiheng's control, he knew that Luo Zhiheng never touched the contents of it.
Since she's really so insecure, then he should give her security. Isn't that just a matter of wealth? He should give her everything he can, and she can be guaranteed a life of comfort and security, right?
Luo Zhiheng practically sprinted to the front hall, feeling an unprecedented sense of urgency. Today, they would bring news about whether Mu Yunhe could be saved, and Luo Zhiheng was so nervous that she dared not let her heart beat too hard.
Security remained tight. Upon entering the hall, besides Madam Song, Madam Wang, and the Princess, there was also a plump, kind-looking middle-aged woman. 15895541
"Enough with the pleasantries. This is Lady Huoyun, the personal physician of our Silver Moon Kingdom's ruler. There are only two or three people in the world who can surpass her medical skills. I think she should be more than capable of treating Mu Yunhe's illness," Madam Song said bluntly.
Luo Zhiheng and the princess felt relieved and calmed by her powerful and confident words!
"Then I won't waste any more words. I will hand Mu Yunhe over to Madam Huoyun. As long as Mu Yunhe can recover his health, I will definitely..." Luo Zhiheng's solemn words were suddenly interrupted by the princess.
"As long as Mu Yunhe can recover his health, the Mu Royal Mansion will definitely reward him handsomely!" The princess stood up, her expression excited but still rational. She knew that Luo Zhiheng had just said that she would reward him herself, but how could she let Luo Zhiheng pay out of her own pocket? Moreover, Luo Zhiheng's importance was definitely not as great as that of the Mu Royal Mansion, a behemoth.
"It is my responsibility. Since this is Miss Luo's wish, I will do my best to fulfill it," Madam Huoyun said with a kind smile.
Luo Zhiheng was both excited and nervous. She immediately led her people to the back to see Mu Yunhe. This time, she only hoped that heaven would bless her and that her efforts would not be in vain.
Mu Yunhe remained calm regarding the woman brought by Luo Zhiheng. Although he was curious about her identity, he neither asked nor was surprised, as she was someone Luo Zhiheng had brought, and he was willing to trust her. He cooperatively extended his hand for her to take his pulse.
Mu Yunhe was unaware that during this quiet moment, Luo Zhiheng and the princess were so nervous that they were covered in sweat. Their hands, clasped together, were almost slipping off due to the sweat, but they held on tightly, as if relying on each other for strength.
Mu Yunhe is undoubtedly the most important person to these two women!
First update! There will be an extra update today. There were guests at home yesterday, it was quite chaotic. Today is the oldest member of the family's birthday, and Huasha is going to attend. I'll try my best to write another extra chapter. I'll try my best, please give Huasha motivation and passion! This story is wonderful because of you, you are Huasha's greatest motivation and passion! Leave comments, recommend, vote, and give me all kinds of votes!
Chapter 165: Despair Shatters the Strength! Tears Flow Uncontrollably! (Bonus Chapter for 18,000 Recommendation Votes)
Updated: 2013-07-10 12:29:20 Word Count: 3488
In the tense atmosphere, Madam Huoyun finally lowered her hand and seemingly casually pressed a few more times on Mu Yunhe's body, but Luo Zhiheng clearly saw that Mu Yunhe was in great pain. Although he didn't cry out, Mu Yunhe was enduring it very well. Her heart tightened even more.
But when Madam Huoyun turned around, Luo Zhiheng realized what fear truly meant. Madam Huoyun's face, devoid of its kind smile, filled Luo Zhiheng with dread of the impending outcome.
"How is it?" She was still the princess after all; with age came greater composure. 147.
Lady Huoyun sighed, "Too late."
The princess stiffened and nearly collapsed. Luo Zhiheng wasn't much better off, stiffly asking, "What do you mean?"
Zhang Fen knew this. Lady Huoyun glanced at the two men, then at Mu Yunhe, and noticed that although there was a hint of disappointment in Mu Yunhe's brows, he was very composed, as if he had long accepted his fate. He was a man of very strong will.
"Although I've never seen anything like it before, I must say that Mu Yunhe is a man worthy of respect. At least ten kinds of deadly poisons are consuming his body, each causing him immense pain and torment. Although these poisons are all slow-acting, and he must have been exposed to and ingested them daily for many years before this. Yet he is still alive. Anyone else would likely be dead by now, or perhaps someone with a weak will would have committed suicide." Madam Huoyun's conclusion shocked everyone!
More than ten kinds of deadly poisons?! And he had been exposed to and ingested them every single day before this?! If he hadn't stopped taking them, then from the time Mu Yunhe fell ill until now, it must have been at least a decade or so. For over a decade, he, still a child, had been tormented day after day by increasingly terrifying poisons?!
Why didn't anyone notice this before? The poisoner must be right next to Mu Yunhe! And someone reliable and trustworthy! Otherwise, how could they have succeeded so easily? And been able to poison Mu Yunhe continuously? But who exactly is the culprit?
Consort Li? Luo Zhiheng immediately thought of her! Only she had the reasonable motive and the full capability to do so!