Everyone suddenly understood. They realized why the Emperor would say such a thing under these circumstances; Luo Ningshuang certainly wouldn't let it go. Now it was all right—the Emperor was waiting for Luo Ningshuang's reaction. This way, they wouldn't have to worry about Luo Ningshuang embarrassing the God of War.
"How can you do this? I don't agree to marry Bai Mingyue! You know I have a noble status, but you didn't say anything before, only after we were married. Isn't that intentional? Bai Mingyue is not good enough for me, you know that! Besides, if I am no longer a member of the Luo family after marriage, then Luo Zhiheng is already married, so why do you keep saying she is a descendant of the God of War?" Luo Ningshuang said angrily.
The emperor narrowed his eyes, a chilling murderous glint flashing in them. He said coldly, "If it weren't for the fact that you are Bai Mingyue's bride, I would kill you right now! How dare you speak to me like that! What makes you so noble? Even if you are a descendant of the Serpent Slayer, our Southern Dynasty has no need for you! Can you lead troops into battle like Luo Zhiheng? Or are you crazy? Luo Zhiheng wants to be a master of both literature and military strategy? Don't treat others like fools. Everyone knows your own worth. Now that you are a woman of the Southern Dynasty, it's like you've returned to your homeland. If you know what's good for you, you'll obediently become the Princess Consort of the Prince of Xian. Otherwise, you can become the Prince of Xian's concubine. You're dreaming if you think you can cancel this wedding."
"As for Luo Zhiheng being able to inherit the mantle of the God of War, it's because Luo Zhiheng possesses the God of War's sword. I believe this is Heaven's arrangement, arranging for Luo Zhiheng to return to the Southern Dynasty, protect her people, and inherit the mission of her ancestors. Do any of my beloved ministers have any objections?" the Emperor asked ominously.
"We have no objection! We will humbly obey His Majesty's sacred instructions!" the ministers replied hastily, their voices earnest.
Luo Zhiheng had a headache. Was this guy going to cling to her?
"I'll say it again, the battle sword isn't mine, it belongs to the Mu Dynasty. I'm just temporarily keeping it safe. Also, if I'm a descendant of the God of War, then wouldn't my father and brother be too? If you really want to find someone to protect your country, I think you should ask those two, because my father is a capable commander." Luo Zhiheng shamelessly pushed her father forward.
But wasn't this a wise move on her part?
The pharaohs nodded secretly in delight. Now that Luo Zhiheng's identity was confirmed, a powerful identity that made even these old guys feel oppressed, they just wanted to get Luo Zhiheng back to the country as soon as possible. They couldn't let the Southern Dynasty gain the upper hand.
"Your father and brother are both away leading troops in battle. Do you think I can find them easily? Besides, Luo Ge is always low-key and mysterious. Don't think I don't know that he is extremely loyal to the Mu Dynasty. How could I easily persuade him to return to the Southern Dynasty? Luo Zhiheng, why are you making excuses? This is your home. If you come back, I will give you all the wealth and honor that your ancestors never enjoyed. You will still be a respected person. Wouldn't you like that?" The Emperor began his appeasement policy.
He didn't mention Mu Yunhe at all. He knew that Luo Zhiheng was married, but he deliberately kept quiet in order to keep her here. If he could keep Mu Yunhe here as well, that would be even better.
"Your Majesty, you seem to have misunderstood. This is not our young princess's home. The princess is already married; she is the daughter-in-law of our Prince Mu, and the young prince's legal wife. Your words and reasons are simply illogical. A woman should obey her husband after marriage. Even if she has the blood of a war god, she still needs to have her own way of life. You have no right to restrict or force the young princess to do things she doesn't want to do," Old Master Tong said calmly.
General Murong immediately seized the opportunity, saying nonchalantly, "That's right! As for the mission you mentioned, sorry, that's just what you say. Luo Zhiheng owes you nothing, so why should she take on that kind of responsibility and obligation? You think you can tie Luo Zhiheng down for life with just a few words? You really don't respect our Mu Dynasty at all! You're blatantly trying to steal her away!"
"Now that Luo Zhiheng is married, the young prince can live here with her. After all, Luo Zhiheng's status is very important to the Southern Dynasty. We will not abandon Luo Zhiheng, nor will we let her leave." The emperor finally spoke his mind. Keeping Luo Zhiheng was equivalent to keeping Mu Yunhe!
If these two could stay together, it would be absolutely perfect. One is a powerful and mysterious diviner who can foresee the future, and the other is a descendant of the God of War. With these two in the Southern Dynasty, it would be more impregnable than tens of thousands of cities. Their mere reputations would be enough to deter others from making any rash moves.
"Hmph! Are you daydreaming? You want to keep Luo Zhiheng and detain our young prince? You've got everything going for you. You've got a very clever plan." General Murong sneered sarcastically.
"Look, you say Luo Zhiheng got married, so I'll let her husband stay in the Southern Dynasty and treat him well. Isn't that right?" The emperor fully displayed his cunning side.
Mu Yunhe stopped the disgruntled General Murong, who was about to hurl insults. His cold gaze fixed on the emperor, his entire being as still as a statue, yet exuding an overwhelming aura. He spoke slowly and deliberately, "Wherever I am, that is Aheng's home! Aheng doesn't need a powerful identity, because I can be her support, allowing her to live without restraint. Aheng doesn't need the luxurious life provided by your Southern Dynasty, because I have the ability to let her squander gold and silver as she pleases. Aheng's actions are not for you to control. Even if you are the emperor of the Southern Dynasty, you have no right to dictate to my wife!"
The emperor's eyes darkened instantly, but he had to maintain a smile on his face because he couldn't afford to offend Mu Yunhe.
Mu Yunhe took Luo Zhiheng's hand, turned and walked away. Looking at the group of ministers who rushed forward to block his path, Mu Yunhe gave a cold smile. In that instant, everyone whose gaze swept over him felt a terrifying sense of impending doom, as if their lives had been instantly halted, and survival seemed impossible! 17135467
"If you wish for the Southern Dynasty's premature demise, then go ahead and block my path! Even if your kingdoms are protected by warriors with the bloodline of a war god, if I were to say that the Southern Dynasty's fate is sealed, it would be as simple as snapping my fingers. Don't believe me? Just try it." Mu Yunhe's icy voice carried mockery and confidence, his elegant words sending chills down everyone's spines!
Even the emperor felt a chill run down his spine, alarm bells ringing in his mind. He said in a gloomy tone, "Your Excellency has taken this joke too far, hasn't you? I only wanted to find the bloodline that belongs to the Southern Dynasty, and I had no intention of offending you."
Mu Yunhe turned abruptly, his sword-like eyebrows raised, his eyes dark and his aura formidable: "But your actions have already angered me. Nan Xiaoqing, listen to me, if you want to sit peacefully on your throne for a few more years, then shut up. Luo Zhiheng is not someone you can covet. She is not a slave, and she has no obligation to protect her people as you claim. If you dare to make trouble for Luo Zhiheng again, believe me, even if it costs me my strength, I will take back the Southern Dynasty! At that time, I will make sure you and your beautiful land are reduced to ashes!"
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300 Drunken Reveals True Form! (Bonus Chapter for 18,000 Comments)
Updated: 2013-09-01 18:59:51 Word Count: 3299
Mu Yunhe's aura was too strong; it was practically radiating an overwhelming sharpness.
Even the emperor, long accustomed to high office, couldn't help but gasp upon seeing Mu Yunhe like this. Her gaze, dark and brooding, fell upon Luo Zhiheng before returning to Mu Yunhe, a deep resentment flashing in her eyes, finally settling into a faint smile. He seemed genuinely pleased, waving his hand and saying, "What are you all doing? Step back! I merely wish to acknowledge our kinship; I never intended to force Luo Zhiheng. This is her home. If she wishes to stay, she may; if not, I will not force her. But please remember, Luo Zhiheng, you belong to the Southern Dynasty. This is unchangeable."
A dark glint flashed in Mu Yunhe's eyes as he declared firmly, "You're wrong. Luo Zhiheng doesn't belong to any country; she can only belong to me, Mu Yunhe!"
The clouds parted sharply at the bottom. The emperor's eyelids twitched violently, and he instinctively tried to open his mouth, but his hand was already grabbed by the empress. 19.
The Empress, who had remained silent until now, was finally moved by Mu Yunhe's unwavering protection and care for Luo Zhiheng. This was the kind of love she had longed for, the kind she hoped to find in the Emperor, but sadly, she hadn't. Perhaps the Emperor did love her, but the love she craved had been completely consumed by years of weariness and struggle.
So when she saw how good Mu Yunhe was to Luo Zhiheng, even willing to destroy a kingdom for Luo Zhiheng, she longed to protect a pure love.
"Let her go. You should know you can't keep her. Even without Mu Yunhe, your plan today was destined to fail. If Luo Zhiheng were someone who could be manipulated, then she wouldn't be Luo Zhiheng. What you want can be obtained through friendly means. Now that you know her identity, what do you have to worry about?" The Empress whispered in the Emperor's ear. Sometimes women are calmer and smarter than men; her words could calm the impatient Emperor down.
The emperor's heart fluttered. His empress hadn't spoken to him so softly in a long time, and his heart softened at the sound. He couldn't help but grasp her hand, ignoring her slight struggle. His eyes held both urgency and tenderness, and he finally took a step back: "I won't make things difficult for you, but I need to speak with Luo Zhiheng. She can leave the Southern Dynasty, but she must announce her identity to the world."
The emperor must protect the Southern Dynasty, which is now being eyed covetously by other states. Without action, the Southern Dynasty is destined for catastrophe. At this critical moment, Luo Zhiheng's appearance is a powerful weapon to suppress the rest of the forces. Coupled with Mu Yunhe's powerful background and identity, the Southern Dynasty is practically given wings. Once Luo Zhiheng's identity is revealed, it's as if these two have been brought onto the Southern Dynasty's ship. Anyone who wants to harm the Southern Dynasty will have to think twice before acting—can they shake the bloodline of the God of War, or defeat the Divination Priest?
Mu Yunhe did not answer for Luo Zhiheng; he respected her decision.
Luo Zhiheng smiled softly, holding his hand affectionately, and said to the emperor, "If it turns out that I am indeed a descendant of the God of War, then I will not object to announcing it to the world. However, if this bloodline brings me any trouble, then I'm sorry, I will vent my anger on the Southern Dynasty. I am a carefree person, and no one can restrain me or limit me. If you anger me, the Southern Dynasty's royal family will be the first to suffer. So you should think carefully. Recognizing me and announcing my identity may bring you fortune or misfortune."
The emperor smiled mysteriously: "Since I dared to appoint you, I have the confidence and responsibility to protect you. The Southern Dynasty's strength is not as weak as people imagine. You can rest assured, I will make all the arrangements for you."
Luo Zhiheng shrugged indifferently: "Then do whatever you want, just don't disturb my normal life."
Since it's destined to be unstoppable, let nature take its course. A descendant of the God of War? Anyway, she's not alone; there's Luo Ning Shuang, and her older brother. And their father too, isn't he?
"I can entrust Luo Ningshuang to you now. I think we may never see each other again. Please take good care of Luo Ningshuang." Luo Zhiheng truly hoped that she would never see Luo Ningshuang again. This parting might be forever. Luo Zhiheng played the role of a good-natured person to the extreme, and said with a smile.
Seeing Luo Ningshuang's face turn pale with anger and filled with resentment, Luo Zhiheng was overjoyed.
Luo Zhiheng deliberately provoked Luo Ningshuang, entwined her arm around Mu Yunhe's, and left amidst the resentful and anxious gazes of the crowd, her face full of happiness.
As soon as they left, the ministers were in an uproar. Those who had just been unwilling to acknowledge Luo Zhiheng's identity were now in a state of panic.
"Your Majesty, we can't let her go! She's a citizen of our Southern Dynasty! What will happen to the Southern Dynasty if she leaves?"
"Yes, Your Majesty, the Pharaohs of the Mu Dynasty now know Luo Zhiheng's identity. Isn't that a bit much? Isn't this like us giving them a huge gift?"
"Your Majesty, I will go and bring her back. We cannot allow the descendant of the God of War to be left to wander. She is a person of our Southern Dynasty; if she is no longer in the Southern Dynasty, wouldn't that give others an opportunity to take advantage of her?"
The ministers were all more excited than the last, completely ignoring Luo Ningshuang. No one cared about Luo Ningshuang, and they were even more unwilling to admit that Luo Ningshuang also had the bloodline of the God of War, as that would be too shameful.
Bai Mingyue could also see that everyone was rejecting Luo Ningshuang, and her heart sank to the bottom. This time she was doomed. She thought she had found a treasure, but it turned out to be trash! Why is it that Luo Zhiheng is so good and outstanding, while Luo Ningshuang is so hated and disliked, even though they are sisters?
Bai Mingyue gritted her teeth and pulled Luo Ningshuang back, forbidding her from continuing to speak or cause trouble. She was afraid that because of Luo Ningshuang, her father would even take back her position as a prince.
Tonight, the gloom and oppression of the past few days were replaced by laughter and cheerful conversation in the King's Palace. With a string of good things happening lately, Luo Zhiheng was in high spirits, sitting happily beside Mu Yunhe, accepting every toast offered. She had always been a heavy drinker, possessing a natural love for alcohol; while not invincible, she could easily drink two jars without getting drunk.
General Murong clicked his tongue in amazement: "What an amazing girl! Her alcohol tolerance is astonishing. No wonder she has such a fiery personality, she can really hold her liquor. Hahaha, good, I like it, let's have another drink."
Luo Zhiheng raised her glass and toasted General Murong heartily, downing it in one gulp, and laughed, "Is this a victory celebration?"
"What kind of victory celebration is this? When we get back, I'll prepare a proper feast for you all, and bring out my seventy-year-old Daughter's Red wine..." Old Master Tong's cheerful words were interrupted by General Murong's loud shout. 17111515
"You old bookworm! You still have some hidden away? Didn't you say you didn't have any left? You're lying to me!" General Murong was furious, slamming his fist on the table and shouting.
Old Master Tong sneered, "You still have the nerve to say that? What do you take my family for? What do you take yourself for? Is my family a tavern? Are you a notorious thief? Stealing wine time and time again, if I hadn't hidden a few jars beforehand, wouldn't you have drunk them all? Why are you glaring at me like that? I don't owe you anything. If you want wine, why don't you buy it yourself?"
General Murong chuckled and said shamelessly, "Isn't it because your wine is so good? Don't worry, when you go back and hold your victory celebration banquet, I will definitely be there to support you."
"You went there to beg for drinks, didn't you?" the chess master revealed mercilessly.
"You'd better not come. All that good wine won't be enough for you to drink all by yourself," Old Master Tong scoffed.
Luo Zhiheng watched the old people laughing and joking like old children with amusement. She felt her hand being clenched tightly. Turning her head to look at Mu Yunhe, she saw that his face under the moonlight appeared even more mysterious and profound. His gaze seemed to be filled with countless emotions, looking at her with a thick and sweet feeling. His clear eyes shone with starlight, and his light lips made Luo Zhiheng feel a dry and burning sensation in her throat.
"What are you doing?" Her voice was soft and sweet, and perhaps due to the alcohol, her eyes were hazy and her face was flushed, making her look like a soft, delicious ball.
Mu Yunhe felt a heat in his lower abdomen, and that urgent desire returned. As if he had done something wrong, he quickly looked away, his eyes darting around, and asked, "So happy?"
Luo Zhiheng laughed shamelessly, "Of course I'm happy. You don't know how much trouble I've gotten rid of. She was a wicked and malicious person. I didn't get rid of her because of our blood ties. Fortunately, I've married her off this time. If she lives a good life and doesn't try to hurt me anymore, I'll pretend she never existed. But if she doesn't know how to behave in the future, then I really won't be so polite."
Mu Yunhe tilted his head slightly, his red lips and white teeth, coupled with his innocent and doting gaze, made Luo Zhiheng's heart pound. Her hands started to wander, hooking around Mu Yunhe's legs, touching and scratching him, making Mu Yunhe's breathing gradually become heavy.
She laughed shamelessly, leaned close to his shoulder, and said in a coquettish voice, "Grandpa, why do I like you so much?"
Mu Yunhe's ears suddenly burned, and a restrained smile appeared on his lips. Hearing others snickering, he pretended to be annoyed and said, "Speak properly."
Luo Zhiheng snorted, then grabbed his face and pulled it towards her. The alcohol finally took effect, and she revealed her true colors, baring her teeth and saying in a roguish tone, "Little beauty, why do I like you so much? Be my wife, and we'll get married and have kids. I'll feed you chicken and drink good wine every day. If you dare disobey me, I'll kill you and use you as a snack for my father!"
Her words were so bold and unrestrained that even the strong-willed General Murong couldn't help but spit out his entire mouthful of fine wine in shock.
Mu Yunhe's lips twitched violently. He ordered the wet nurse to carry Luo Zhiheng back to her room. Looking at the woman lying on the bed, Mu Yunhe gritted his teeth: "You've completely disgraced me, you little brat who needs to be taught a lesson! See how I deal with you!"
301 Sweet Love: The Allure of Drunkenness! Heartbreaking Love: A Tragic Wedding Night!
Updated: 2013-09-02 11:27:04 Word Count: 7947
The night was still and quiet, as if everything had remained constant. Everything should have been peaceful, but from Mu Yunhe's room came a series of alluring sounds, along with a gentle, deep male voice coaxing him.
Mu Yunhe has always been a seemingly innocent but actually cunning and ruthless wolf in sheep's clothing. Now, the wolf is hungry, extremely hungry. Looking at the delicious food in front of him, he just wants to swallow it whole and will do everything he can to get it into his mouth.
While holding up Luo Zhiheng's clothes, he gently coaxed her, "Aren't you hot, Aheng? Shall I help you take off your clothes?"
Luo Zhiheng hummed and hawed, cooperating readily. When Mu Yunhe told her to raise her arm, she immediately did so, easily removing her outer garment. Mu Yunhe's eyes gleamed with lust, and he wanted to remove her inner garment as well, but Luo Zhiheng suddenly opened her hazy eyes, her gaze clear and bright. Mu Yunhe was startled, thinking Luo Zhiheng was faking drunkenness.
"Aheng?"
"Hmm, you little brat, you think I'm drunk? Trying to take advantage of my misfortune?" Luo Zhiheng tilted her head with a smile, her eyes full of teasing, her face flushed, and her speech clear. She really didn't seem drunk.
Mu Yunhe felt a surge of excitement, but also disappointment. He had thought that the drunken Aheng was weak and easy to bully, while the sober Aheng would only bully him.
Jingheng Kong was imitating. "No, I was afraid you wouldn't sleep comfortably. Besides, what I did to you wasn't taking advantage of your misfortune, it was only natural." Mu Yunhe smiled ingratiatingly and quickly moved closer to her. Smelling the faint fragrance and smell of alcohol on her body, he couldn't control himself and reached out to touch her.
Luo Zhiheng didn't stop her, seemingly quite comfortable, she squinted her eyes and even hummed with enjoyment, saying softly and lazily, "I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, you think a few cups of wine will make me drunk? Dream on. And you, you just said you were going to teach me a lesson? Tell me, how do you plan to teach me a lesson?"
Her cat-like, languid eyes suddenly widened, a half-smile playing on her lips. The hazy light in her eyes was almost comparable to the brilliance of the sun, moon, and stars, shimmering with a mysterious depth that made Mu Yunhe's breath sink into a daze.
Mu Yunhe cursed under his breath, then suddenly pounced on her and kissed her fiercely, as eagerly as a jackal or tiger, drawing her into a passionate embrace, and together they sank into a fiery infatuation.
Luo Zhiheng was completely overwhelmed by his passion; her tongue felt like it was being sucked and broken. Was she truly immune to alcohol? She didn't know, but she believed herself to be. But where did these old men find this wine? How could it be so strong? She managed to drink half a jar before feeling utterly dizzy. At this moment, she was completely limp, slumped beneath Mu Yunhe, her breathing rapid.
Mu Yunhe ended the passionate, lingering kiss with a near-breathless tension before reluctantly pulling away. Seeing her gaze even more glazed and glistening with tears, her lips slightly swollen, he couldn't help but feel a surge of tenderness. He caressed her lips, his voice almost sweet and intoxicating: "Like this, taking care of you. Do you like it, hmm?"
Luo Zhiheng tried hard to clear her head, but the alcohol was too strong. Her stomach still felt a little burning. Her breathing was soft, and when she heard Mu Yunhe's voice, she felt that there was something sweet and happy in his slightly rising tone. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his face randomly, her saliva almost covering his face.
She grinned mischievously, a childlike and innocent joy unlike anything she'd ever seen before. This was a side of Luo Zhiheng that would never be present when she was sober—a mischievous look, yet pure and happy.
Mu Yunhe's heart softened instantly. He didn't mind that she had smeared saliva all over his face. He held her down and gave her another passionate kiss, as if he wanted to swallow her whole.
"Aheng, I want you, please give yourself to me?" In his deep and confused state, Mu Yunhe was so uncomfortable that he asked cautiously.