He awkwardly turned his face away, stubbornly saying, "You're the one lying under me. You're naked, smooth and fair, I'll eat you up."
Luo Zhiheng was overjoyed. It was great to see Mu Yunhe acting all coquettish again. He clearly craved her lips, but pretended to be indifferent. If you're so capable, keep your eyes off her mouth and don't look at her lips.
When Luo Zhiheng woke up, she seemed to have forgotten everything. She had died in vain, been brutally beaten, and forgotten everything. All she could see was Mu Yunhe, as if she had returned to those harrowing yet joyful days in the Mu Prince's mansion. During those days, her little Hehe was the most adorable.
She couldn't help but reach out to grab him, but as soon as she raised her hand, Luo Zhiheng couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, hissing and gasping for breath in pain. Her little face suddenly twisted as she stared blankly at her hand, biting her lip, on the verge of tears.
Mu Yunhe was even more anxious than she was. He reflexively lunged forward, grabbing her hand trembling as he examined it closely from all angles, asking urgently, "What's wrong? Did you touch the wound? Where does it hurt? Here? Or here?"
"Aheng, speak up! Where did you bump into? Did I bump into you?" Mu Yunhe became even more anxious when she didn't speak, and her eyes immediately reddened.
Luo Zhiheng glared at him, her heart filled with sweetness. Being cared for so much by the man she loved made her vanity surge, and she felt so satisfied and happy. So her voice softened, her words became gentle, and she said in a rare, genuinely coquettish tone, "I touched it myself, my hand hurts, my chest hurts. Can you rub it for me?"
Upon hearing her tone and seeing her expression, Mu Yunhe's stiff body softened, but the part that shouldn't be hard became uncontrollably hard, and... it was painfully hard.
Mu Yunhe's ears instantly burned. He couldn't even see how beautiful and alluring his own ears were, flushed pink. Feeling embarrassed, he looked away slightly, but then, as if bewitched, he stole glances at her face and lips. His childish and awkward behavior was nothing but self-deception. He was fooling himself into thinking that she didn't know about the nude photos, but Luo Zhiheng saw them and became even more smug.
She was overjoyed, feeling incredibly charming and able to easily capture her man's heart and make him infatuated with her. What woman wouldn't be happy?
"Will you rub it or not? It hurts!" Luo Zhiheng urged playfully, her brows furrowing slightly, a hint of arrogance in her small eyebrows, a charmingly domineering manner that made Mu Yunhe's heart flutter.
Without hesitation, he placed his large hand on her chest. The soft flesh beneath his palm made both of them tremble slightly. Mu Yunhe felt a surge of excitement and suppressed emotion, while Luo Zhiheng felt pain.
He rubbed her a few times, not too hard, not too soft, and Luo Zhiheng screamed, "Mu Yunhe, you son of a bitch! It hurts so much! It hurts so much! Are you going to kill me?!"
Mu Yunhe was so distracted that he forgot Luo Zhiheng's chest pain was due to severe whip marks. Luo Zhiheng had forgotten her injury while flirting with him, and now that she was in pain, she immediately turned on him, crying and screaming as if she were completely aggrieved. No one is unafraid of pain, especially since she was now a pampered woman, quite delicate, and would cry and make a scene at the slightest inconvenience.
In truth, Luo Zhiheng was still a pampered girl at heart. Although she was a formidable female bandit in her past life, she was the only precious one among the bandits, and she was truly treasured. She had several powerful older brothers who doted on her, her sister-in-law who indulged and pampered her, her parents and stepmothers who spoiled her, and a group of men who treated her like royalty. They always gave her the best food and toys, and they wouldn't say a word against it.
At that time, Luo Zhiheng had been a well-bred young lady before, so she understood reason and knew manners. Otherwise, she would have been spoiled into an unruly female devil. That's why Luo Zhiheng later had the title of "female devil".
Luo Zhiheng had always suppressed her inherent spoiled nature out of necessity, but now that she had a loving and doting husband, that girlish arrogance was uncontrollably unleashed. It's natural for women to be coquettish, and Luo Zhiheng's coquettishness was so captivating it made one's bones ache and melt, making one wish they could tear themselves apart and offer themselves to her, just to win a smile from this beauty.
Mu Yunhe was flustered and confused. Her crying made him panic, his heart clenching into a knot, his face stiff and completely at a loss. He was a man who wouldn't blink an eye when killing someone, but he never expected that Luo Zhiheng's spoiled tantrum would make him crumble like this.
The hand picked up and put down, but it was so light it was almost weightless. She squirmed uncomfortably, tears streaming down her face. How much pain must it take to make a woman as strong as steel cry like a river? Mu Yunhe's eyes twitched, and he stiffly wanted to say something sarcastic to distract Luo Zhiheng, but then he felt a warm, damp sensation on his palm. Mu Yunhe raised his hand in confusion, his pupils contorting in shock.
The bright red blood quickly soaked through Luo Zhiheng's newly changed white undergarments, turning the small red flowers into a vast, glaring blood-red landscape.
Mu Yunhe's scalp tingled, and the more panicked he became, the colder he grew. He trembled as he opened Luo Zhiheng's clothes, watching the blood gushing out of the wound. He pressed his thin lips together and suddenly roared towards the door, "Summon Madam Huoyun, immediately!"
A panicked response came from outside the door.
Luo Zhiheng calmed down a bit after being yelled at by Mu Yunhe, but the pain still made her face covered in cold sweat. She pitifully clung to Mu Yunhe's sleeve, sobbing uncontrollably, "Actually, it doesn't...it doesn't hurt that much, don't worry." Wang Hai was very pleased.
It would have been better if she hadn't said anything; her words almost instantly killed Mu Yunhe. The pain was so intense that he felt waves of panic, cramps, and suffocation in his chest.
He leaned down and kissed her lips. Her lips were cold and trembling. Mu Yunhe's nose stung with tears. He kept kissing her. Originally, Luo Zhiheng had calmed down. According to Luo Zhiheng's personality, she would never let Mu Yunhe worry. Even if it hurt a lot at this moment, she could grit her teeth and endure it, and even smile at Mu Yunhe.
But the situation suddenly changed. Luo Zhiheng, who had been somewhat calmer, suddenly began to struggle violently. Her breathing became heavy and hoarse, and her muffled whimpers turned into broken screams and uncontrollable cries of pain. Her hands and feet struggled desperately, as if trying to escape some kind of restraint. Her little head shook wildly back and forth on the bed, and her long, black hair spread out in a mess on the bedding, turning black and staining Mu Yunhe's eyes.
"Let me go! It hurts so much! It hurts so much! Go away, let me go, let me touch it myself. It hurts so much! It hurts so much!" Luo Zhiheng struggled incessantly, crying out in pain intermittently. She was really in pain; her body was cramping, her face turned almost instantly pale and transparent, and large beads of cold sweat dripped down her face.
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407 Blood Gu! (Bonus chapter for 65,000 recommendation votes)
Updated: 2013-10-26 17:49:43 Word Count: 3460
Mu Yunhe's pupils contracted, and he quickly grabbed her struggling hands and pressed them to the sides of her head to prevent her from twisting around. He coaxed her in a disordered tone, "Don't move around, or the wound will tear. Be good, Ah Heng. Huo Yun will be here soon, and it won't hurt anymore. Don't move around, be good."
But his words were to no avail. Luo Zhiheng was as if she had suddenly fallen into a cave with ice blades and sharp swords. With nowhere to hide, she struggled and twisted violently in pain. Her little face turned red, her eyes were unfocused, and she cried out in pain uncontrollably.
Blood gushed from her chest, soaking her entire body. Blood flowed down her neck, dripping onto the bed and staining her long hair. It also left a shocking crimson mark in Mu Yunhe's eyes!
"Aheng, Aheng..." Each urgent call failed to revive Luo Zhiheng's fading senses and reason. Mu Yunhe, his eyes red, pressed down on her arm, staring blankly at the blood flowing from the whip marks on her chest. His blood seemed to run cold, and his sanity crumbled. 19.
Luo Zhiheng was on the verge of losing consciousness. She stopped struggling, her breathing gradually weakened, and her whole body became limp.
Mu Yunhe looked at her in fear, his eyes fixed on her, his whole body trembling. When Madam Huoyun arrived, he was yelled at and forced off the bed. He stood by the bed, staring blankly at his Aheng lying in what looked like a pool of blood.
How could this happen? We were perfectly fine just a moment ago, laughing and talking. How could it all turn out like this in the blink of an eye?
"Aheng..." Mu Yunhe's breathing quickened, and he murmured before suddenly growling at Madam Huoyun, "Didn't you say there was no danger to your life? Didn't you say there would definitely be no problem? What's going on now!"
Mu Yunhe was a raging elephant-headed lion, his expression terrifying, sinister and cold. His gaze was chillingly menacing.
Madam Huoyun was also trembling, her hands shaking. She was on edge, forcing herself to ignore Mu Yunhe's terrifying aura and focus on taking his pulse. However, she became more and more alarmed and uneasy. After a long while, she frowned and put down her hands with a solemn expression. She hurriedly said, "Quickly bring me my medicine box."
"What happened?" The wet nurse stood to the side, her face already pale. If anything happened to the young master, she wouldn't want to live either.
Madam Huoyun didn't have time to explain to them. She took the medicine box and quickly took out some wound medicine to stop Luo Zhiheng's bleeding. The medicine was applied layer by layer to the wound, clearly a hemostatic agent. However, the layers of medicine did not stop the bleeding, and Luo Zhiheng's chest wound continued to bleed.
Mu Yunhe's heart was in his throat; he dared not move or disturb Madam Huoyun any further. He felt as if he were being fried in fire, his entire body aching inside and out. 17744487
The king was also alarmed and rushed over. Upon seeing the scene, his expression immediately changed. He roared in fury, "Who can explain to me what exactly happened?!"
She hadn't even had a chance to acknowledge her little niece yet. All she wanted was to protect her and wish her peace and happiness, but who knew that so many hardships would befall her? How could Qin Yinheng's eldest daughter, the crown princess of the Silver Moon Kingdom, meet with such an accident?
It's his fault, it's all his fault...
The same sentence kept repeating in his mind. Mu Yunhe's face was deathly pale. He thought that he had rubbed Luo Zhiheng's wound open with his carelessness. He thought it was his fault that his Aheng was suffering so much. He thought it was his fault.
He was so careless. How could he be so negligent? Ah Heng was already injured; he should have been more careful, he should have remembered that. How could he still be in the mood to joke with her?
His hands were still warm with blood, and his vision was filled with blinding crimson. A sense of guilt and fear suddenly welled up in Mu Yunhe's mind, as if... as if he had killed Aheng with his own hands! The feeling was terrifying, like the destruction of the world.
The blood loss was completely out of control. If it continued to flow like this, the excessive blood loss would be enough to kill Luo Zhiheng, without any other means.
Lady Huoyun finally couldn't help but raise her head and hastily wipe the cold sweat from her forehead with her sleeve. She looked up at Mu Yunhe and the Prince with suppressed breathing, her voice no longer calm, but trembling and desperate: "Blood Gu... it's Blood Gu!"
The Queen felt a sudden dizziness, a deafening roar in her mind and body, and she could hear and see nothing. The words "blood gu" echoed and swirled in her heart like a gu worm, making her hands and feet numb and sending a chill down her spine.
Mu Yunhe froze, and asked hoarsely, "What blood curse? Didn't I touch it? Wasn't it my fault?" Suddenly, like a child begging for forgiveness and searching for a way to survive, he grabbed Madam Huoyun's hand and asked urgently, "I just rubbed Aheng's wound. How could I be so stupid? Was it my fault? Did I reopen her wound?"
Lady Huoyun said with a somber expression, "It's not your fault. Although the young princess's injuries were serious, they were definitely not life-threatening. After taking the medicine and resting well, she would have recovered quickly. But... I completely overlooked the fact that the young princess was afflicted with a blood curse! She..."
Mu Yunhe's eyes suddenly brightened. Wasn't it his fault? Wasn't it him who caused Aheng so much pain and bleeding? It was as if someone had suddenly opened a crack in his tightly constricted and suppressed heart, allowing air to enter, and he finally regained the ability to breathe.
But when the words "blood gu" reached his ears, Mu Yunhe's face turned grim. He asked in surprise and uncertainty, "Blood gu? What is that? You mean Aheng has been poisoned?"
Lady Huoyun nodded and shook her head, saying with difficulty, "Not entirely. It doesn't count as poisoning. It's a kind of Gu, a parasitic worm that lives on the human body. Normally, you can't feel or see it at all, and it won't harm you in any way. Even if you eat it, it won't matter. But what's scary about this thing is that it's a blood parasite that feeds on blood and reproduces extremely quickly. Today there are two, tomorrow there might be two hundred. Moreover, it's invisible and easy to find. A person's body can't have even the slightest wound. Even a tiny scratch will attract these parasitic blood worms to come and live there."
"It's more accurate to say it parasitizes the blood than the body. This thing burrows into the body with the blood, and the deeper it goes, the harder it is to remove and control. Moreover, besides sucking blood, it also causes bleeding. If it's not detected early, the final outcome is that the body becomes shriveled as the worms suck blood, and eventually dies from excessive bleeding. The onset period is within one to three days, depending on the size of the wound."
After Madam Huoyun finished speaking, the entire room fell silent. A cruel loneliness surged forth, and Luo Zhiheng's bleeding was like a hemorrhage, flowing uncontrollably.
Of course, Luo Zhiheng's case is definitely the most serious! It's only been less than two days since she was injured, yet the swarm of insects came on so fiercely. Besides being powerful and terrifying, it also shows how big Luo Zhiheng's wound is.
Mu Yunhe's breath hitched, his eyes bulging with shock and rage, his face turning ashen. He clenched his teeth, watching the blood still flowing uncontrollably from Luo Zhiheng's chest; his own blood seemed about to burst forth. He grabbed Madam Huoyun and roared, "Save her! You must have a way, right? Hurry and save her! Hurry, stop the bleeding! If you stop the bleeding, won't it make her better?"
Lady Huoyun glanced at the pale-faced Prince Shi, unsure whether she should speak. After a moment's hesitation, she said, "Your Excellency, the bleeding caused by the Blood Gu is unstoppable by any medicine. There are only two methods now. One is to cut off the place where the Blood Gu is parasitizing, preventing it from continuing to flow into her body. Usually, the place where the bleeding originates indicates where the Blood Gu entered. However, this method is clearly impractical. The Princess Consort's injury is not in her arm or fingers, but in her chest. If that spot is cut off, I'm afraid the Princess Consort will also..."
"There is another way, which is to find the person who cast the blood curse. If the person can cast it, they can definitely undo it. Moreover, the blood curse only obeys its master, and the master of the blood curse must have something that can restrain it."
Yun Hu ordered his arrest. Mu Yunhe was almost in despair. He said grimly, "We can only find the person who poisoned us? Where can we find them? Who could it be? Could it be Prince Mu!"
“Even you, Prince Mu, a diviner, don’t know about Blood Gu, but Huo Yun knows it clearly. You should have realized that this thing must be related to the Silver Moon Kingdom.” The bitter, hoarse voice of the World King suddenly rang out. She looked at Luo Zhiheng with despair and heartache, closed her eyes tightly, then opened them again, and said resolutely, “Qin Yinxian, you have gone too far!”
Mu Yunhe naturally understood who had put Aheng in such danger. His gaze sharp and sinister, he realized that what he had wanted to do later that night, he had to do now.
"Fire Cloud, no matter what method you use, you must find a way to prolong Luo Zhiheng's life, and ideally stop the bleeding. Let the Poison Saint help you. I must return to Silver Moon Kingdom immediately. This matter must be reported to the Empress. The only person who can restrain or even command that madman, Emperor Xian, is the Empress." The Prince no longer hesitated and decided to tell the Empress about Luo Zhiheng's existence. He would no longer give Qin Yinxian a chance. Since Emperor Xian was determined to kill Luo Zhiheng, her heart could not remain unbiased.
"Does Your Highness intend to return in person?" Lady Huoyun felt a lot of pressure. This blood curse... was something developed by Emperor Xian. How could she possibly do anything about it?
"If I don't go back personally, I'm afraid all the messages I send out won't reach Her Majesty the Empress. I'll go back to see the Empress myself and see if Qin Yinxian is truly heartless and insane, even willing to kill her own twin sister." After saying this, the Prince didn't delay any longer. Luo Zhiheng's life was hanging by a thread, so she had to hurry.
Mu Yunhe seemed to have calmed down. He touched Luo Zhiheng's pale face, told the wet nurse to take good care of her, and then hardened his heart and left the room.
At this moment, he should stay by Aheng's side at all times, but if he wants Aheng to live, he must go find Qin Yinxian!
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408 It's too late for regrets! Like a god or demon!
Updated: 2013-10-27 20:14:49 Word Count: 5629
A major crisis was brewing in the general's mansion, and it happened so quietly.
The young prince's beloved princess is now in a coma, and it's said that a bloodbath is only a matter of time. While this phrase is an exaggeration and fiction to describe Luo Zhiheng's current condition, it's true that she is bleeding profusely. If this bleeding cannot be controlled, then bleeding to death is only a matter of time.
The entire general's mansion was instantly enveloped in an eerie and terrifying atmosphere.
Everyone who was familiar with Mu Yunhe Luo Zhiheng came to the General's Mansion: Elder Tong and General Tong, Elder General Murong, Murong Qianxue and Yu'er, the Qin Saint and the Chess Saint. Those who should have come came, and those who shouldn't have come also came.
Surprisingly, Sun Yunyun also came. Although she wasn't exactly a close friend of Luo Zhiheng, her presence at this time was both surprising and admirable, showcasing her loyalty.
They were all guarding Luo Zhiheng, but none of them could get close to her, not even to glance at her. Only Madam Huoyun and the Poison Saint's wet nurse were able to attend to Luo Zhiheng personally.
In the palace
When the Emperor received the news, it was only an hour after the incident. This was because the Emperor was wary of Mu Yunhe's identity and dared not act too obviously. There were almost no people in the inner court and the General's Mansion directly involved in the affairs. Naturally, some inconspicuous and unimportant people could not get the master's definite news immediately.
Upon seeing those words, the emperor immediately knocked over his teacup. The entire palace staff knelt in shock, and even Prince Mu, sitting opposite him with a worried expression, was startled by the emperor's action.
"What's wrong? Has something serious happened?" Prince Mu suppressed his worries and asked hurriedly.
The emperor gripped the slip of paper tightly in his hand, closed his eyes tightly, and only opened them after a long while. His previously clouded eyes now shone with a sharp light. Wisdom and strategic planning were qualities no emperor lacked.
The emperor looked at Prince Mu with piercing eyes and asked in a deep voice, "Brother, tell me, what do you think a diviner is to a country?"
"This..." Prince Mu was surprised by the Emperor's sudden question. He sensed that the question was related to the note in the Emperor's hand, so he pondered cautiously.
The emperor then said in a deep voice, "You must tell me the truth, without any personal feelings, and you must be objective and factual!"