Seeing Luo Zhiheng's unrestrained words and actions, and hearing her shameless remarks, Mu Yunjin felt a surge of anger stuck in her chest, an unbearable feeling of being unable to vent or quell it.
Oh, my dear wife, I'm terrified! This is a disgrace to our family! How could we have let such a scoundrel into our home? This woman doesn't even uphold traditional virtues, words, or appearances, shamelessly sharing such private matters with others, and even daring to openly offer advice on how to control one's husband?!
In Mu Yunjin's eyes, Luo Zhiheng was completely manipulating men. What was even more hateful was that the man she was manipulating was Mu Yunhe, and that fool Mu Yunhe was actually willing to be manipulated by this slut Luo Zhiheng. They were simply a pair of scoundrels!
Luo Zhiheng's ability to toy with other men is her own business, and they naturally have no right to stop her. But this vile woman dared to stir up trouble in the Mu Prince's mansion, turning a peaceful place into a bloodbath and unrest! That's why Luo Zhiheng deserves to die.
Thinking of what her mother said in the letter, because of Luo Zhiheng, this witch, all sorts of strange and bad things happened frequently in the house, causing panic and unrest, and even bloodshed. This woman was simply an unlucky person!
In order to cover up his lie, he made it difficult for Luo Zhiheng to get close to his family, directly harming Mu Yunhe and indirectly harming the Mu Royal Mansion. Now he has caused a great disaster, making his elders in the family uneasy day and night, and forcing them to live under the thumb of a young girl. It is truly Mu Yunjin's fault and sin.
If he doesn't destroy Luo Zhiheng now and kick her out of the family, how can he face his ancestors? He personally brought this scourge into the palace, so he should personally drive her out of the palace!
The three women shared their innermost thoughts, the girl's bold and unrestrained laughter echoing throughout the afternoon. By the time they finished drinking, the other two were quite drunk. Luo Zhiheng, still somewhat dazed, remembered to make arrangements for them, instructing their maids to escort them to their guest rooms to rest. She herself, however, staggered to her feet, attempting to return to her room herself. 1.
But after she had only stood up and taken a few steps, she began to sway, her head spinning, her vision blurring, and she could barely see anything. The alcohol was too strong, and she was convinced she could get back to her room, so she stumbled to the door and bumped into a pillar. She winced in pain, clutching her head and glaring at the pillar.
Her voice was soft and she had a lisp, and her harsh tone made her look rather cute and bewildered: "Damn you, who told you to hit me? Are you looking to die?"
As she spoke, she even raised her foot to kick the pillar, clearly drunk and out of control. The kick to the pillar naturally hurt, causing her delicate brows to furrow and her pretty face to contort with grievance and anger. She then angrily cursed a few more times.
From beginning to end, Mu Yunjin stood outside the door watching her, watching her run headfirst into the pillar, watching her kick the pillar. He just smiled coldly, the coldness and disgust in his eyes almost spreading to the corners of his mouth.
Serves him right! He truly deserves it! Why didn't he just run her over and kill her? That way, he wouldn't have gotten his hands dirty, and he wouldn't have had to go through all the trouble of dealing with her. After all, he still had to give Mu Yunhe some face. He couldn't figure out what was going on with Mu Yunhe, but for a national general to treat him with such respect, there must be something strange about Mu Yunhe.
Seeing that Luo Zhiheng had already stepped out of the doorway, and hearing her pretty little mouth uttering vulgar words, Mu Yunjin felt that this woman was indeed unbearably crude, hasty, morally corrupt, and utterly lacking in character. This only intensified his dislike for Luo Zhiheng.
So, seeing Luo Zhiheng stumble forward by the high threshold, he felt no pity whatsoever and had no intention of helping her.
He'd rather be beaten bloody and disfigured than lose that alluring face. He didn't believe Mu Yunhe would still be so infatuated with this vile person, unable to distinguish right from wrong.
But things didn't go as planned. Luo Zhiheng tumbled and fell hard forward, but she seemed to sense the danger. Her hands grabbed wildly in front of her and grabbed Mu Yunjin's belt. She held on tightly and didn't let go. The resistance slowed her down, and in an instant, she landed on top of Mu Yunjin, knocking the completely unprepared Mu Yunjin down.
Mu Yunjin's expression changed. He was not capable of falling, as long as he dodged. However, Luo Zhiheng's grip was too tight, and the incident happened suddenly. Luo Zhiheng's face collided directly with his abdomen. He instinctively took a step back, forgetting that there was a stone step behind him. He missed a step and instantly lost his balance, falling backward. Not only that, but Luo Zhiheng's fall was also pulled forward by a large chunk.
The two groaned and collapsed to the ground, a sense of embarrassment and awkwardness spreading between them, the pain becoming secondary. But perhaps only Mu Yunjin truly felt the embarrassment and awkwardness.
Because Luo Zhiheng had half her body pressed against him, her face on his lower abdomen, and her chest cushioned by his legs, this position and location was ambiguous, messy, and unsightly. Instantly, Mu Yunjin's handsome face, which had been ashen, turned bright red, and then white.
If people see him behaving so indecently with his sister-in-law, I'm afraid Luo Zhiheng, that despicable woman, will ruin his reputation!
Mu Yunjin was utterly exasperated, thinking Luo Zhiheng was a troublemaker, and also finding the fall too coincidental. Could it be that Luo Zhiheng did it on purpose? Was she trying to seduce Mu Yunhe? Or was she already aware of his intentions towards her, and thus devised a plan to seduce him beforehand, or perhaps she wanted to use this method to bewilder Mu Yunhe, making him believe that he had bullied her?
Once a person's heart despises or loathes another, nothing that person does will be valued anymore; instead, it will only be viewed negatively. Mu Yunjin imagined Luo Zhiheng as the most shameless, spineless, and despicable person imaginable, so how could he possibly tolerate her!
Thinking of this, he suddenly looked up, his tiger-like eyes now filled with a fierce and ruthless rage, and roared, "You scoundrel! What are you pretending for? Get out of here!"
Unfortunately, Luo Zhiheng was already completely dazed. She had fallen, and although there were cushions underneath her, her knee had still been scraped, and she was groaning in pain. How could she possibly get up?
Mu Yunjin slightly raised his body, and his pupils contracted. He saw that the woman in his lower abdomen had a face as beautiful as a peach blossom, rosy and extremely pretty and cute. Her small mouth was glistening with tears as she whimpered, as if she was in great pain. Her small brows were tightly furrowed, and her small face was extremely innocent and clean, completely revealing no trace of her scheming and wickedness.
Is it just this pretty face that has captivated Mu Yunhe to the point of losing all sense of direction? Is it just this pretty face that has transformed Mu Yunhe, making him disrespect even his family elders?
Beautiful women are a source of trouble! They truly deserve to die!
Anger leaped from his sharp, tiger-like eyes, threatening to soar to the heavens. He naturally believed that this scoundrel was seducing him; otherwise, how could she have so coincidentally stumbled upon such a sensitive spot? His large hand suddenly grabbed her hair, forcefully pulling her face up. However, there was no space behind him, and a step was pressing against him. He barely managed to raise his arm, but he couldn't reach her. A sharp pain shot through his back, and his hand instantly released its grip.
He could only watch helplessly as that small face, which he had created distance from, fell again unexpectedly, landing heavily on his feet.
The impact almost made Mu Yunjin groan. He didn't even know how much self-control he used to prevent himself from embarrassingly crying out.
He felt as if the impact had shaken his heart, liver, and lungs; the tingling sensation was so intense that it swept through his entire body, leaving his mind blank.
Mu Yunjin's pupils contracted sharply, and only one thought remained in her mind: Had he flirted with her? How could such a thing happen?
Mu Yunjin's body felt numb for a long time. Then, thinking of the awkwardness between him and Luo Zhiheng, he pushed Luo Zhiheng away as if she were a snake. He rolled backward in a rather disheveled manner, then knelt down on one knee and stood up. His eyes were filled with horror and his face was cold. He was breathing heavily and looked at the woman who had been thrown away and was groaning in pain.
She really is unfaithful! Even when drunk, she can still shamelessly flirt with others!
Mu Yunjin was despicable. He made a mistake but took it for granted and blamed it on Luo Zhiheng. His gaze toward Luo Zhiheng became increasingly fierce.
He stepped forward and pulled Luo Zhiheng's hair, making her face towards him. At this moment, he believed that she was drunk. But it is when someone is drunk that you can see their true nature. Now, seeing Luo Zhiheng's face as beautiful as a peach blossom and her eyes alluring and seductive, even though she was in pain, she still looked at him with a petite face. Mu Yunjin was even more certain that this woman was a lewd woman!
"Don't try to seduce me! I won't be as foolish as Mu Yunhe and fall for your tricks! Do you think your sweet talk and seductive charm can really move me? Or are you just playing the victim? I will settle accounts with you for everything you've done, one by one, and don't even think about getting away with it. Even if Mu Yunhe protects you, I won't let you off the hook!"
He grabbed Luo Zhiheng's long hair, growling without any tenderness, his brows furrowed with an unknown rage and ferocity. He said coldly, "You framed my mother, harmed my father's beloved concubine, took away my mother's power, repeatedly bullied and humiliated her, committed all sorts of evil deeds in the palace, and dared to show your face in public! Each of these crimes could easily cost you your life, do you know that?"
"I'm back, and I won't allow you to continue being so arrogant. Your days of evil are over! Luo Zhiheng, listen to me carefully, I will definitely not let you get away with this!"
Mu Yunjin didn't know what was wrong with him. Why did he still drag Luo Zhiheng into saying these things, even though he knew she couldn't hear him and might not remember even if she did? But he just wanted to say it.
Standing face-to-face with her, her skin was so delicate and flawless that you couldn't see a single pore. She was pouting, looking distressed, confused, and innocent. (17199127)
Mu Yunjin felt even more agitated. Had this woman ever faced Mu Yunhe with such an expression and posture? It was certainly alluring!
"Let go of me, it hurts so much." Luo Zhiheng was acting foolishly after drinking too much. She felt pain all over her body and was uncomfortable everywhere. She frowned and groaned, shaking her head impatiently and scratching wildly in front of her. Her fingernails accidentally scratched a bright red mark on Mu Yunjin's arm.
Mu Yunjin's gaze grew increasingly dark, and he suddenly grabbed her chin: "You dare to hurt me!"
With a loud slap, Luo Zhiheng's haphazard movement landed on Mu Yunjin's unsuspecting face, specifically on his chin, making Mu Yunjin's expression even more gloomy. The veins on his large hand, which was gripping Luo Zhiheng's chin, bulged, as if he wanted to crush it, and he did indeed tighten his grip even more.
Luo Zhiheng felt the pain and reluctantly opened her eyes. Her vision was blurry, and she couldn't see clearly, but she felt that the outline looked a bit like...who did it look like? Oh, it looked like Mu Yunhe.
She relaxed instantly, her wrinkled little face breaking into a radiant smile. Her smile was like the fiery glow of the sunset on a late summer afternoon, a breathtaking spectacle that bloomed before his eyes in the blink of an eye. Thus, this stunning crimson hue became the only scenery and color in his eyes.
Her heart skipped a beat, and a tingling, numbing pain swept over her. Mu Yunjin was startled, her injury also causing her to flinch. She quickly released Luo Zhiheng as if she were facing a raging flood.
But Luo Zhiheng's hands had already wrapped around his neck, hugging him despite Mu Yunjin's cold and sharp expression. She even said in a soft, coquettish voice, "It hurts so much, Mu Yunhe, you're hurting me. It's so uncomfortable, Aheng is in so much pain, please hug me..."
Mu Yunjin's whole body stiffened, her blood rushed to the back of her head, her scalp tingled, and her hair stood on end. She was instantly terrified!
She snuggled closer to Mu Yunjin, her soft body pressing against him, and whimpered with a mixture of dissatisfaction and anticipation, "My butt hurts, my legs hurt, my chin hurts, my head hurts, everything hurts! It's all your fault! Kiss me, hurry up, it hurts so much!"
She was both coquettish and a bit wild and unruly, a personality completely different from that of ordinary young ladies, enough to arouse every man's curiosity and attraction.
Mu Yunjin didn't think he was moved; he felt disgusted by Luo Zhiheng's unladylike and presumptuous behavior! Yes, that must be it! He had never seen such a shameless woman, not even the women of the desert were like Luo Zhiheng.
Mu Yunjin grabbed her arm abruptly, trying to push her away, but before he could do so, Luo Zhiheng pouted and let out a sour, rotten hiccup, followed by a violent vomiting that sprayed all over Mu Yunjin's face and body. Since Mu Yunjin's mouth was still slightly open, some of the filth inevitably flowed into his mouth as well.
For a moment, Mu Yunjin felt so nauseous that she felt like vomiting.
Mu Yunjin was completely dumbfounded. Not only did the smell awful, but more importantly, he already disliked Luo Zhiheng, and now she was even more annoying, and they were incompatible. Luo Zhiheng was still vomiting, and Mu Yunjin, utterly disgusted, pushed her away without any gentleness, causing her to fall heavily to the ground. Because she hadn't finished vomiting, this shoved her into a terrible state.
Unable to vomit the filth, it got stuck in her neck, and her face instantly turned bright red. She looked like she was about to suffocate.
Mu Yunjin was vomiting violently, wiping himself with his sleeve, oblivious to everything else, feeling utterly disgusted by the filth he was covered in. Suddenly, he couldn't hear Luo Zhiheng's voice anymore. He looked up in surprise and saw her lying on her back, her chest heaving violently. Mu Yunjin's pupils constricted, and he instinctively rushed forward, only to see that Luo Zhiheng's face had turned purple. He was startled too, and immediately helped her up, giving her a hard slap on the back, instantly dislodging whatever was stuck in her neck.
After vomiting for a while, she seemed to have regained some clarity. She shook her head and turned it slightly. Her vision was still a little blurry, but she recognized who was in front of her. Because she recognized them, Luo Zhiheng's face turned extremely ugly in an instant.
"What are you doing here?" Her voice was still slurred and incoherent, but it was easy to hear the defensiveness and disgust in it.
Like Mu Yunjin, she also harbored hostility and extreme disgust towards Mu Yunjin.
Mu Yunjin felt as if something sharp had pierced her heart, and immediately retorted angrily, "Do you think I want to be here? If you hadn't gotten drunk and started acting crazy, dragging me into this mess, would I be here watching the most despicable woman?"
Luo Zhiheng frowned, raised her head, and seeing Mu Yunjin's disheveled and filthy appearance, she chuckled and said, "Serves you right! You got your comeuppance, didn't you? Who told you to be so foul-mouthed? I'll let you taste this filth too. You should be honored to eat what came out of my mouth."
What words from Luo Zhiheng made him feel so disgusted? Mu Yunjin's suppressed nausea was suddenly aroused, his face changed, and he couldn't help but gag.
Luo Zhiheng immediately retorted sarcastically, "Oh! Are you about to throw up? Should I hurry up and find a doctor for you? Let's take a good look at how many months along you are, General? Judging from how badly you're vomiting, I'm afraid you're quite far along in your pregnancy."
"Luo, Zhi, Heng!" Mu Yunjin roared through gritted teeth. No man would be happy to be humiliated by a woman who said he was pregnant.
Luo Zhiheng stood up unsteadily, wiped her mouth with a flourish, and sneered, "If you can't hear me, then stop yelling. With your mouth so wide open, do you want to eat some more of my number one delicacy in the world?"
Luo Zhiheng deliberately disgusted him, and even glanced at Mu Yunjin's chest. Mu Yunjin subconsciously looked down and saw the filth, and immediately felt nauseous again.
Luo Zhiheng didn't want to linger. While she was still a bit sober, she wanted to hurry back. But she had drunk too much, and her legs were weak. She had just stepped down one step when she stumbled forward. She cried out in surprise, but suddenly felt a gust of wind from behind. The next moment, her waist was encircled and hugged tightly by an arm as strong as iron, and she was slammed heavily against a chest behind her.
The two women hugged each other. Luo Zhiheng was still in shock, but Mu Yunjin lowered her head with a smile in her eyes and asked anxiously, "Are you alright?"
Luo Zhiheng felt a chill run down her spine. Was this man crazy? Why was he suddenly being so kind as to help her up? And with such a gentle and tender demeanor? It was utterly disgusting. Moreover, she clearly saw darkness, smugness, mockery, malice, and even gloating in Mu Yunjin's eyes.
Soon, someone gave her the answer! A chilling, bone-deep voice suddenly rang out from directly in front of her: "What are you doing!"
First update! There will be a second update today. I'll keep working hard! I've been staying up really late these past few days, there's nothing I can do about it. I haven't been feeling energetic lately, but I'll try to adjust. Please understand, my darlings! I'll try my best to write quickly and in the best possible condition. Love you all, group kisses! Still asking for recommendation votes, comments, and monthly tickets!
Chapter 314: Jealousy! Fighting! (Bonus chapter for 47,000 votes)
Updated: 2013-09-08 18:11:20 Word Count: 3376
If Mu Yunjin's performance just now had sent chills down Luo Zhiheng's spine, then this voice now made her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.
She looked up abruptly and saw Mu Yunhe standing there, tall and handsome, but his aura was sharp and gloomy. His eyes were almost slits, making it impossible to see the undercurrents within them, but the color on his face was truly frightening, without a trace of a smile.
He strode over, his steps as graceful, swift, and agile as a dragon in flight, showing no trace of his former sickly state.
This single discovery instantly transformed Luo Zhiheng's previously inexplicably startled heart into joy. She opened her mouth to call out, only to hear Mu Yunjin's voice above her, three parts mockery and seven parts provocation: "Yunhe, you should slow down a bit, it wouldn't be good if you fell again. As for... Aheng, your brother will help you steady yourself."
Luo Zhiheng suddenly turned her head, revealing a fierce glint in her eyes: "You bastard, what did you call me?"
"Ah Heng." Mu Yunjin lowered his sharply defined face slightly, a clear and captivating smile blooming on his lips. If this were some naive young girl, she would probably have been melted by the tenderness of such a tough battlefield warrior.
Unfortunately, Luo Zhiheng was not one of those naive young girls!
Upon hearing this, her eyes widened even further. While dodging Mu Yunjin's restraints, she said angrily, "Damn it, stop disgusting me! Let go!"
"Aheng didn't say that just now. Why did you panic as soon as Yunhe arrived?" Mu Yunjin lowered his eyes to prevent Mu Yunhe from seeing the coldness in them, but Luo Zhiheng saw the undisguised sarcasm and cruelty in his eyes.
"Who gave you permission to call her Aheng!" Mu Yunhe's voice was filled with raging anger, a fury so intense it could set everything ablaze.
That was his exclusive and beloved name, that was his body alone! No one but him could call her that! No one but him could hold her like that!
Mu Yunjin suddenly looked up, her eyes still filled with tenderness she hadn't had time to conceal, and said with a matter-of-fact smile, "Of course, it was Aheng who told me to call her that. You can ask her if you don't believe me."
"You're spouting nonsense! I despise you more than anything. Stop talking such rubbish!" Luo Zhiheng frowned, roaring in shock and anger.
The next moment, her hand was suddenly grasped by a large, cold hand, and the anger in her heart instantly turned to ashes, leaving only an overwhelming and inexplicable panic. She turned around abruptly, and her eyes met Mu Yunhe's cold eyes, which were filled with anger and loss of reason. In those eyes, there was a burning flame and a sinister feeling that Luo Zhiheng had never seen before.
Her body stiffened, and her heart sank instantly.
"You let him call you that?" His voice was filled with gritted teeth, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth, and his face was dark and menacing, as if a storm was brewing. It was as if sparks were crackling and burning all over his body.
This was the first time Luo Zhiheng had ever seen Mu Yunhe so enraged. Even when killing, Mu Yunhe was probably always calm. And since this was the first time Luo Zhiheng had seen Mu Yunhe like this, Mu Yunjin was even more shocked. Because at this moment, Mu Yunhe's aura and ruthless cruelty were a hundred times stronger than his father, who commanded thousands of troops on the battlefield.
People who haven't experienced bloodshed can't possibly have such an aura.