Luo Zhiheng almost burst into tears. She grabbed the person and ran out without even looking, completely oblivious to what was happening inside the room.
Once outside, a group of people rushed in with water to put out the fire.
Luo Zhiheng then saw Mu Yunhe's face clearly, which was actually smiling faintly, and was so beautiful that her eyes and brows were like flowers!
She was momentarily stunned, then hugged him tightly and roared, "What are you doing? You're trying to scare me to death!"
"Scared? Sorry, I was just dealing with a little trouble." Mu Yunhe's voice had undergone a qualitative leap. It was no longer the youthful and clean voice with a touch of naivety, but a deep and resonant baritone voice with a faint charm and an indescribable feeling. Coupled with his gentle smile, it was simply mesmerizing.
If Mu Yunhe in the past could only be considered a boy, then Mu Yunhe now is a charming man!
Luo Zhiheng was stunned by Mu Yunhe's appearance. Before she could be surprised by his change, she was frightened by his pale face and obviously dehydrated lips: "What are you doing? Locking yourself in your room for so long, are you playing with fire? If you really scare me to death one day, where will you find such a good wife as me?"
A deep, pleasant laugh emanated from his throat, reserved yet elegant. His deep, star-like eyes held a light that Luo Zhiheng couldn't decipher. He wrapped one arm around her waist and stroked her smooth, long hair with the other, saying with a half-smile, "Are you so worried about me getting into trouble?"
Luo Zhiheng found it hard to accept his masculine treatment. She felt a little shy and awkward. He had suddenly become so manly. Luo Zhiheng turned her head awkwardly and said, "No, it's not that! I'm afraid that if you die, I'll be widowed. How embarrassing would that sound? It would ruin my future prospects."
Mu Yunhe raised an eyebrow imperceptibly, his hand, which had been hanging behind her neck, suddenly slid down her graceful neck to her chin, forcefully lifting her face. His narrow eyes narrowed into a razor-sharp arc, and his voice was cold as if it had the sharpness of a blade: "What are your prospects? If I die, will you still remarry?"
Luo Zhiheng was about to go crazy. This man was too handsome, too charismatic! She felt herself almost succumbing to his unprecedented charm. For the first time, her heart began to pound irregularly, racing rapidly. She was a little afraid to meet Mu Yunhe's sharp gaze, but then felt a bit cowardly, so she forced a smile and said, "Of course, I'm so young, beautiful, and naturally charming, how could I possibly become a widow at such a young age... um!"
Before she could finish speaking, her mouth was forcefully sealed by Mu Yunhe's chapped lips.
At that moment, this place seemed to have changed from ancient times. How could an ancient man so freely and disregard others to force a kiss?
His lips were chapped, the hard skin stinging her tender lips. He bit at her lips without mercy, like a wild beast, but when she was in pain, he would soothe her with his soft tongue. It was a bittersweet experience. Luo Zhiheng's eyes widened. When did Xiao Hehe become such a kissing expert?! 19.
Mu Yunhe was starving and thirsty, like a parched desert. He was so dehydrated that the long spell he had cast had exhausted all the moisture in his body. Now, kissing her and drinking the nectar from her mouth, he was so intoxicated by its sweetness.
可是这张小嘴真的欠揍，竟然敢说出那样让他心跳骤停，浑身发寒的混帐话！用力的虐她柔软的唇，牙齿细细的啃, 咬，穆云诃眼底有光脚邪魅和强势，箍紧她柔软的腰肢，他笑的英气又霸道：“改嫁？你没那个机会了。给了我二次生命，你就该知道，这辈子你不会再有丧偶。生死与共，阿珩，这就是我们的未来！你认命吧！”
Luo Zhiheng's cheeks flushed red, and her wide eyes gradually became hazy in his forceful tenderness. With a soft moan, she finally collapsed into his increasingly strong embrace, letting him do whatever he wanted with her lips.
Luo Zhiheng was confused, wondering how Mu Yunhe could suddenly seem like a completely different person. What was wrong with him? Was Mu Yunhe always such a cunning and manipulative person? She hadn't noticed. He was a bit of a repressed flirt, but being cunning was a recent development. But this Mu Yunhe was so charming, she liked him!
Luo Zhiheng wore a smug smile, like a little fox; if she had a tail, it would probably be wagging its tail to the sky.
He's reserved yet cunning, awkward yet adorable, and now he's become so charming. Most importantly, this man is mine!
Hehehehe...
Second update! Hoo hoo! Hua Sha seems to be fighting against time; today's been so hectic, time is so tight! This chapter is a bonus for our second Grandmaster, Lan Yu! Thank you all for your support, my darlings! Hua Sha will work even harder. Love you all, group kisses! Please vote, leave comments, and give monthly tickets!
305 Killing someone without bloodshed! A husband and wife team working together to drive someone away!
Updated: 2013-09-04 13:34:03 Word Count: 7774
A group of servants emerged, bewildered and astonished, their basins still brimming with water. They stared blankly at the two people embracing, then collectively lowered their heads in silence, finding the scene utterly shocking.
"Young Miss, the Emperor of the Southern Dynasty has arrived. He wants to see the young prince," the wet nurse said with a smile.
Luo Zhiheng and Mu Yunhe had to separate. Her expression changed from blank to clear in an instant, and she subconsciously frowned and said, "What is he doing here? Is this never going to end? I'm going to see him!"
Mu Yunhe suddenly grabbed her arm and said in a cold voice, "I'll go."
"No! Those people are no good, and they're very cunning. I don't trust you to go," Luo Zhiheng said solemnly.
“I can’t always hide in the shadows, living a life of ease. I can’t always stand behind you, watching you struggle for me. That’s not what a man should do. Since you pulled me back from the brink of death, I have to live a decent life. Didn’t you say darkness is bad? Then let me take my first step towards the light now.” He touched her face, speaking casually, but with utmost seriousness.
Luo Zhiheng felt a warmth spread through her heart as she looked at his confident face and nodded with a smile. She had no reason to reject Mu Yunhe's growth, did she?
This conversation was conducted openly, with the Southern Dynasty emperor being received in the front hall.
Mu Yunhe sat in the main seat, exuding an air of authority. He didn't even glance at the emperor once he entered the room. It wasn't arrogance; he simply had the right and the means to do so.
The emperor's face was gloomy, but he did not lash out. The elders behind him, however, fixed their gazes on Mu Yunhe with lightning speed, marveling inwardly. Could there really be such a handsome man in the world? His noble aura seemed to soar to the heavens, unstoppable. Truly extraordinary.
After Mu Yunhe sat down, he elegantly picked up his teacup and said casually, "I have something to say."
"Your Excellency should be well aware of the purpose of my visit." The emperor suppressed his dissatisfaction, but his face remained calm and composed, as if the one who would die without descendants was not his son, but some random cat or dog.
Mu Yunhe's lips curled into a disdainful smile. He took a sip of tea unhurriedly before slowly saying, "So what if you know? Are you here to settle scores with me?"
He referred to himself as "this official," and his calm tone carried a thunderous power that made everyone tense and dared not be careless in the slightest.
The Emperor sat up straight, his voice becoming increasingly cautious: "How could I possibly seek revenge against Your Excellency? It was Bai Mingyue who overestimated himself and thought things he shouldn't have. I know I'm in the wrong; I gave birth to him but failed to raise him properly, and now this beast has offended Your Excellency. I feel deeply uneasy, which is why I came to the High Priest, hoping that you can show leniency. Since this rebellious son is already crippled, could you spare his life?"
The emperor was testing him. If Mu Yunhe was willing to spare Bai Mingyue's life, then it would prove that the matter could be put to rest. Otherwise, he would have to do everything he could to extinguish Mu Yunhe's anger.
Mu Yunhe seemed to be deep in thought. After a long while, he slowly said, "It's not that I'm not going to let him off the hook, but you should know that Bai Mingyue has offended someone he can't afford to offend, and he even dared to say that my wife is someone that others can desecrate. If I don't teach him a lesson, how can I feel at ease? What about my reputation? Where will the face of the Divination Palace be?"
His teacup slammed onto the table with a thud, the crisp sound like a tap on one's nerves, giving one a jolt.
Upon hearing Mu Yunhe mention the mysterious and powerful Divination Palace, not only the emperor but even the elder was so frightened that he almost lost his soul!
How did this involve the Heavenly Palace of Divination? But no matter what, they are from there, and whatever they say is reasonable. They can only grovel even more.
"So what does Your Majesty mean? Whatever it is, please speak freely, and I will do my best to satisfy Your Majesty. As long as it can compensate Your Majesty and Your Majesty." The Emperor's voice became increasingly devout. To make a monarch so cautious, to accept losses as an honor, and to dare not show the slightest dissatisfaction—perhaps only Mu Yunhe in the entire world could do such a thing.
Mu Yunhe smiled knowingly, his smile exquisitely handsome. His words, seemingly casual, carried a hidden meaning: "Bai Mingyue is in dire need of care right now. His newlywed wife could certainly take care of him, wouldn't she? But isn't this too much of a coincidence? Just one day into their marriage, Bai Mingyue has gone from a healthy man to a cripple, and he'll never be able to have children again. It's truly tragic. But what made him so miserable? Weddings have always been joyous occasions; how did they turn into such a tragic event?"
His words were pointed, and everyone present understood them; a little thought was all it took to grasp Mu Yunhe's meaning.
The emperor and the elder exchanged a glance, both seeing shock and horror in each other's eyes.
Could it be that Mu Yunhe wasn't satisfied with dealing with Bai Mingyue, and now he wants to drag Luo Ningshuang into it too? Is he planning to harm Luo Ningshuang?!
To wipe them out completely? Or to kill two birds with one stone?
The Emperor suppressed his shock and forced a smile, tentatively saying, "Of course. Now that Luo Ningshuang is Bai Mingyue's wife, she naturally needs to be taken good care of him. That's what I instructed before I came. However, this woman is truly unlucky. Bai Mingyue has only just entered the household and such a thing has already happened. It's really..."
"Bad luck!" Mu Yunhe coldly uttered the two words without hesitation.
The Emperor's heart skipped a beat, and he understood immediately. Without further hesitation, he said, "Indeed, it's incredibly unlucky! I've never seen anything like it. A woman, fresh out of marriage, has already become a cripple because of her martial arts skills, and her reputation is ruined. This Luo Ning Shuang is truly unlucky. It's said she even caused her mother's death at birth? Such a woman has too much of a fate, bringing misfortune to her husband and mother."
The emperor was certain that Mu Yunhe intended to punish Luo Ningshuang, so he figured he might as well play along. As long as Mu Yunhe calmed down and didn't vent his anger on him or others, that was fine. As for Luo Ningshuang, did he care whether she lived or died? Ridiculous! He disliked Luo Ningshuang too!
"Your Majesty is absolutely right. I have also heard that she caused her mother's death at birth, and that she has been disliked by General Luo for many years. Moreover, she has always been wicked, and just a few days ago she even went mad here. And so many things have happened since then. In my opinion, is Luo Ningshuang a reincarnation of a vengeful ghost? Is she haunted by Bai Mingyue in this life? Otherwise, why would Bai Mingyue be so miserable whenever she encounters her? In this light, how can this woman be qualified to be a princess? She is more like a lowly concubine. A woman without fortune will only bring disaster to her own family and her husband's family. If her reputation as a jinx to her husband were to get out, wouldn't she be ridiculed to death?" Mu Yunhe said in a serious tone.
The Emperor suddenly realized that language truly is an art. Luo Zhiheng's little mouth could make the living sound like the dead, while Mu Yunhe's mouth could make the dead sound alive. Indeed, birds of a feather flock together. This couple is quite a headache. Their words, though seemingly veiled, are actually creating problems for the recipient.
Is Mu Yunhe trying to get them to spread Luo Ningshuang's bad reputation? To announce to the world that she's a jinx who brings bad luck to husbands? That's really ruthless. Luo Ningshuang's reputation is already ruined; if these words get out, she'll probably be a rat in the street, hated by everyone.
Startled by Mu Yunhe's methods and ability to kill without shedding blood, the emperor felt even more that his trip today was worthwhile, fearing that Mu Yunhe had already anticipated his return.
"I understand. I will give you an explanation. I only hope that you can calm down," the emperor said with a smile.
“Of course, those who deserved punishment have already been punished, so I naturally won’t bother with anything else. I’d rather spend that time with my wife.” Mu Yunhe’s tone was a little more polite than before.
The emperor was relieved and immediately left with his men.
Mu Yunhe watched them leave, his gaze turning cold and indifferent.
Hmph, if it weren't for his weakened state, limiting his spellcasting to once, he wouldn't have needed to resort to such a roundabout method to deal with Luo Ningshuang. In Mu Yunhe's mind, Luo Ningshuang deserved to die even more. But the person Luo Ningshuang wanted to defile was him, while the person Bai Mingyue wanted to possess was Aheng. His scales immediately tipped in his favor; dealing with Bai Mingyue was of utmost urgency!
The group's true intentions. Without descendants, he wanted to see how Bai Mingyue would think about matters of men and women in the future.
As for Luo Ningshuang, the Southern Dynasty emperor would better ensure that Luo Ningshuang never has the chance to hold her head high again. Otherwise, once he recovers, in addition to dealing with Luo Ningshuang, he will also make the Southern Dynasty emperor taste the bitterness of not being able to do *that*.
"Little Hehe, you've really turned bad." Luo Zhiheng's cold voice came from behind the screen. She walked in with her hands behind her back, her gaze cold and unreadable.
Mu Yunhe was startled and panicked. He didn't want Aheng to think that he had become bad.
"What nonsense are you talking about? How have I changed? You still bully me however you want now!" Mu Yunhe said, feigning grievance, but his eyes could no longer be as clear as before, only unfathomable mystery remained.
Luo Zhiheng nestled into his arms, stroking his chin, and said, "Where did you get so many little schemes from? What exactly did you do? It's obvious you wanted to deal with Luo Ningshuang. The emperor couldn't possibly not have noticed, but why didn't he say anything to you? He even seemed to listen to you. Tell me honestly what happened."
Nothing can be hidden from her!
Mu Yunhe sighed inwardly, holding her close and saying in a low voice, "It's just to teach Bai Mingyue a lesson. As for Luo Ningshuang, she deserves to be taught a lesson too. The Southern Dynasty emperor knows he owes us, so naturally he won't dare to object. Just wait, at most three more days, and we'll be able to leave the Southern Dynasty. In these three days, you can have a good look at how Luo Ningshuang becomes a rat crossing the street."
Luo Zhiheng stared at him intently for a while before looking away, then took his hand and smiled, "Let's not talk about this anymore, let's go eat."
The two of them ate a meal and then rested, exchanging sweet words. The next morning, everything was turned upside down again!
The news spread like wildfire that Bai Mingyue had inexplicably become a eunuch, and then came the rumor that Luo Ningshuang was an unlucky person who would bring misfortune to her husband, mother, and herself!
Newlywed, her husband became a cripple—isn't this a case of bringing misfortune to both husband and wife? Her husband's incapacity is a woman's misfortune. It means Luo Ningshuang will be a widow for life, destined to spend her days with a eunuch. A woman's most beautiful years are being wasted like this, and to make matters worse, it's attributed to her own bad luck—this is reaping what she sowed.
Luo Ningshuang was already unhappy with her marriage; it was inherently unsatisfactory. Even more tragically, she married the man who raped her—how miserable was that? And now, she's faced this additional ordeal. Rumors, mixed with speculation and seemingly true or false, spread throughout the entire street, and then throughout the entire capital of the Southern Dynasty. Everyone knew that the Southern Dynasty had such an unlucky princess!
The insults directed at Luo Ningshuang escalated, becoming increasingly vicious and capable of utterly destroying a person, even driving them to their death.
No one sympathized with Luo Ningshuang, because this was a man's world, and it was considered normal for women to be unlucky. Where there is superstition, there will naturally be more trouble.
People are paying close attention to this matter and are starting to marvel at how much bad luck Bai Mingyue has accumulated. He was originally an illegitimate child who hadn't been publicly acknowledged, then he met Luo Ningshuang after being made public, and then his life took a downturn. He missed the position of Crown Prince and became a prince without a job, and now he's a cripple. He's suffered all sorts of humiliation and misery, making it all seem rather tragic and unbearable to witness.
With people continuing to pay attention, things were no longer peaceful at the Prince Xian's residence.
Bai Mingyue is now fully conscious, though too weak to move. His face remains extremely pale; he cannot accept the fact that he has become a cripple. A perfectly healthy man, suddenly unable to touch a woman again, and even destined to never have children—this is a devastating blow to Bai Mingyue.
Becoming a cripple further cemented his inability to ascend the throne. How could an emperor be a eunuch? How could an emperor be without descendants?
What exactly is all this? How did it happen?!
Just when Bai Mingyue was racking his brains to the point of having a splitting headache, someone told him that Luo Ningshuang was the one who caused him to become like this.
Luo Ningshuang was incredibly lucky, and she ruined him, turning him into a cripple.
In an instant, Bai Mingyue seemed to have found the source of his hatred. He immediately believed that this statement was correct, that this was exactly how it should be! Ever since he met Luo Ningshuang, he had been plagued by bad luck. This woman really was his nemesis!
Hatred is like dry grass meeting a spark, instantly igniting the field. Bai Mingyue roared hoarsely, "Bring that bitch Luo Ningshuang in here!!"
As soon as Luo Ningshuang was brought into the room, she was hit squarely by a cup of boiling tea. The hot tea rolled over her head, scalding her so much that she screamed, "Bai Mingyue, are you crazy!"
"Yes, I've gone mad! You've driven me insane, you worthless wretch! How dare you curse me? If it weren't for you, would I be like this now?" Bai Mingyue's hoarse voice was filled with twisted emotions.
A hint of pleasure flashed in Luo Ningshuang's eyes as she said viciously, "Serves you right! Why blame me for your own incompetence? Who knows who you offended to cause this? Or did you touch some woman you shouldn't have? Is that why it broke up? Hahaha, someone like you deserves to be childless."
"Guards! Hold this audacious slut down and beat her mercilessly! Don't let anyone help her until her teeth are knocked out!" Bai Mingyue roared.
"What are you doing? Let me go! I am your queen! I am a descendant of the God of War! You dare to disrespect me, I will take your lives!" Luo Ningshuang screamed, still sounding self-righteous.
"Descendant of the God of War? You? Don't embarrass the God of War. Princess? You think you're worthy of being a princess? Beat her, beat her hard!" Bai Mingyue said sarcastically.
Sure enough, the sound of slaps rang out without hesitation. Luo Ningshuang was beaten by two people taking turns, and soon she was unable to speak. Her face was red and swollen, and a lot of blood was flowing from her mouth. After probably more than a hundred slaps, her teeth were really knocked out.