Luo Ningshuang racked her brains, but the pain eventually caused her to faint. When she woke up, they were already on their way to the Mu Dynasty.
In a daze, Luo Ningshuang seemed to hear a gentle and delicate laugh. She didn't know whose voice it was; she couldn't recall hearing such a gentle voice. Her eyelids were too heavy to open, but her thoughts gradually cleared.
"Are you feeling unwell? The journey has been bumpy, you and the child must be tired." Bai Mingyue carefully held Chunnuan's waist, her voice no longer sharp and cold as when she spoke to Luo Ningshuang, but instead had a gentle, intoxicating quality, like a warm breeze in March.
It must be said that although Bai Mingyue is no longer able to have sex, he is still a handsome man. When he is normal, with a smile and gentleness, he is a really good man. His gentle tone can make both men and women fall in love with him.
Chunnuan was originally a pretty and elegant girl, but now that she was pregnant, she became even more delicate. With the prince's doting care, she truly became more spirited and beautiful. At this moment, she was leaning against Bai Mingyue's arms like a little bird, and said sweetly, "Nuan'er is not uncomfortable at all, and the baby is fine too. Your Highness, please don't be so nervous."
"I told you not to come, but you wouldn't listen. You're making me so worried." The words were reprimanding, but the voice was full of joy and tenderness.
Chunnuan knew that Bai Mingyue's tenderness wasn't for her, but for the only child Bai Mingyue would ever have in her life, the one in her womb. Chunnuan also knew that this child was proof that Bai Mingyue was a man, something more important to him than life itself. It had nothing to do with love, and Chunnuan didn't care; as long as the child was well, she was well. She didn't mind playing along with Bai Mingyue's little scheme.
"Nuan'er just doesn't want our child to be separated from Your Highness for so long. How can a child be happy without his father's company? Your Highness, Nuan'er also can't bear to see you leave for so long. Nuan'er is afraid of missing you," Chun Nuan said sweetly and shyly.
"Aren't you disgusted? A eunuch and a lowly maid, what a perfect match! You were exchanging glances in the carriage, and you're both useless wretches. You're absolutely disgusting." Luo Ningshuang's sarcastic voice suddenly rang out, interrupting their sweet talk.
Bai Mingyue's gentle demeanor vanished instantly, replaced by a fierce aura. Her gloomy gaze fell on Luo Ningshuang's face like a knife, instantly making the atmosphere in the carriage tense and cold.
"Your dog mouth really doesn't have any good words. You wretch, have you forgotten the lesson I taught you before? What? You enjoy being taken advantage of by a bunch of beggars time and time again, don't you?" Bai Mingyue said sarcastically in a sinister voice.
Luo Ningshuang's face paled. She opened her mouth, but no words came out. It wasn't that she didn't want to speak, but that she dared not. She was now utterly alone and helpless; even her only trusted maid, Chunnuan, had betrayed her. Luo Ningshuang felt only utter despair. She no longer knew how to face the future. She feared that if she tried to be brave and said a few more words, she would truly anger Bai Mingyue and bring about her own downfall.
Luo Ningshuang was a smart woman. At this moment, she shut her mouth and shrank to the side of the carriage, refusing to look at the two dogs, a man and a woman, cuddling together.
She has fallen silent and stopped talking, but that doesn't mean others will let her off the hook.
Chunnuan was terribly wronged by Luo Ningshuang. She was framed, made to do bad things, and her sister was made a spy, raped, and subjected to all kinds of beatings and scoldings from Luo Ningshuang. Before, Luo Ningshuang was indeed a very kind person to her servants. At that time, she and her sister admired Luo Ningshuang very much. But they didn't know that Luo Ningshuang was actually a wolf in sheep's clothing. She would eat people without spitting out the bones, kill without blinking an eye, and would not even think about harming others.
How could Luo Ningshuang, who had so cruelly harmed her own twin sister, possibly have any affection for these little maids? Chuan Nuan was completely heartbroken. She was content now that she had a child; as long as the child was healthy, she would be set for life. However, she still worried about her younger sister, Hua Kai.
Hua Kai was extremely loyal to Luo Ning Shuang, but Hua Kai had never met Luo Ning Shuang. Chun Nuan couldn't let her own sister continue to be used by this beast in human form; that would only ruin Hua Kai. She wanted to take Hua Kai away and return to the Southern Dynasty with her to enjoy a better life.
Chunnuan returned to the Mu Dynasty this spring specifically for Huakai. Otherwise, why would she have embarked on such a long and adventurous journey carrying her protective talisman, her pregnant belly? She was afraid that Luo Ningshuang would find Huakai again upon her return and use her to do her bidding. Given Huakai's admiration and loyalty to their master, she certainly wouldn't refuse, and in that case, she might end up like her, suffering a miserable fate at the hands of Luo Ningshuang.
A flash of disgust and hatred crossed Chunnuan's eyes. She would never let her younger sister follow in her footsteps. She spoke softly, "Sister, are you angry? Don't be angry. The Prince meant no harm. It's just that what you said was really harsh. You can say whatever you want to me, but how could you say that about the Prince? The Prince is our husband. Sister should respect our husband."
"Sister?!" Luo Ningshuang turned her head sharply, squinting at Chunnuan with a mocking look. Suddenly, she shouted, "What right do you have to call me sister? You lowly, wretched servant! You vile, filthy dog! How dare you defy your superior and call me sister! You are nothing but my servant. Remember your place!"
Chunnuan seemed startled, suddenly recoiled, her face turned pale, and her hand instinctively grabbed Bai Mingyue's arm, while the other hand nervously protected her stomach.
When Bai Mingyue saw Chunnuan like this, he assumed that Luo Ningshuang's hideous face and words had frightened his precious child. He immediately kicked Luo Ningshuang in a fit of rage and shouted, "You vile woman, put away your ghostly face! Do you think you can take responsibility for frightening my beloved wife and child?"
"My beloved wife?" Luo Ningshuang was kicked by Bai Mingyue and almost fell off the carriage. She barely managed to sit up by holding onto the carriage wall. Her tone was sarcastic and incredulous: "When did this lowly servant become your beloved wife? Are you blind, Bai Mingyue? I, Luo Ningshuang, am not dead yet."
"Hmph! Do you think I would want a promiscuous woman as my wife? Only a pure and virtuous woman like Chun Nuan is worthy of being my wife. Luo Ning Shuang, you'd better behave yourself. No matter why that Empress wants to see you, remember this: you cannot escape my grasp. I will make sure you die by my hand." Bai Mingyue leaned down and pinched Luo Ning Shuang's chin, speaking in a sinister low voice.
Glancing outside the carriage, Bai Mingyue sat up straight and sneered, "Don't think that just because you've left the Southern Dynasty, you've escaped. With me here, I'll make you truly understand what it means to be utterly helpless."
Luo Ningshuang's face was deathly pale. She glared at Bai Mingyue with hatred, wishing she could poke dozens of holes in Bai Mingyue's body and face and kill her instantly.
How on earth did she offend this devil? Why does he keep haunting her like a persistent ghost? How can she escape this torment? She deeply regrets not agreeing to that mysterious person's conditions that day; she was just a step too late. Although this so-called empress sounds powerful, who knows what Her Majesty is up to? She doesn't even know if she'll be of any use to her. She should have agreed to the mysterious person's terms from the start. If she had, she probably would have already escaped Bai Mingyue's clutches completely.
Luo Ningshuang wanted to cry but had no tears. She shrank to one side without any hope. All she could hear was Bai Mingyue's gentle laughter and concern, as well as Chun Nuan's despicable coquettishness, which made her feel nauseous.
The carriage kept rumbling forward. After several days, Luo Ningshuang finally understood why she was riding in the same carriage as Bai Mingyue, those two wretches. It turned out that Bai Mingyue was afraid that she would run away, so she forced her to sit together in order to keep an eye on her. The people of the Silver Moon Kingdom did not stop her at all.
When Luo Ningshuang learned of this news, she was devastated.
The Empress is clearly unreliable. If the Empress were looking for me, it would be a good thing, and she would care about me, right? Then she wouldn't let me suffer any injustice. Judging from the attitude of these envoys, I can imagine the Empress's attitude.
Traveling day after day in despair, Luo Ningshuang was lifeless, her mind constantly pondering where she had gone wrong. Why, even though she had been reborn and had so many unique advantages, was she still no match for Luo Zhiheng? Was she simply no match for fate? Was her fate destined to be tragic?
Unwilling, utterly unwilling! She knew her fate all too well; she had died a tragic death in the streets, watching Luo Zhiheng and Xia Beisong live happily ever after, dying with resentment in her heart. In this life, she vowed never to repeat the same miserable destiny. She had planned so much, everything had gone smoothly before, but why? Why did it always feel like she was just one step short? When exactly did things start to become so unsuccessful, so incredibly difficult? 12.
Luo Ningshuang spends her days being bullied, suppressed, and ridiculed by Bai Mingyue and Chunnuan, getting closer and closer to the Mu Dynasty.
Meanwhile, in the Mu Dynasty, Mu Yunhe was throwing a tantrum at Luo Zhiheng.
Mu Yunhe sneered and pointed to a bowl of soup on the table, saying, "Oh, such nourishing stuff, you really don't mind using it and getting a sore throat?"
Luo Zhiheng blinked innocently and said in a sweet, coquettish voice, "So please, my dear little Hehe, help me finish this bowl of nourishing soup."
Mu Yunhe's expression changed instantly, his face contorted with hurt and fear. He clutched his chest, stumbled back two or three steps, shook his head firmly, and looked at her with eyes that were even more innocent, pitiful, and endearing than Luo Zhiheng's, his voice softer: "Don't hurt me!"
Luo Zhiheng suppressed a laugh, her fair lips uncontrollably biting her tender lips, her eyes crinkling with laughter. The light in her eyes, like flowing water, brightened the dimness between dusk and night. She pointed at the bowl of soup in a coquettish manner and said, "How can you say it hurts? This is my way of showing my love for you. Just drink it obediently, and all your troubles will be gone."
Mu Yunhe looked aggrieved, and a stubbornness that seemed to defy death suddenly appeared between his brows: "I'd rather die than drink it! If you really love me, then hurry up and get better so I can have a good time. Let's have a hot and tiring night together, work up a sweat, and I guarantee I'll be all better. I don't need any of these supplements."
The response to Mu Yunhe's flirtatious words was a large cushion that Luo Zhiheng threw down, which Mu Yunhe caught with a smile. His face appeared from behind the cushion, his eyes as dazzling as stars, and his voice, low and husky with a hint of seduction, said: "Aheng, you've thought about it too, haven't you? I'm fine with it. You can have it anytime you want. Just snap your fingers, and I'll pounce on you without hesitation and let you do whatever you want."
Luo Zhiheng was a strong-willed person, but after hearing Mu Yunhe's clearly suggestive words, she couldn't help but blush and her heart race. After all, she was once a well-bred young lady from a prominent family in the Republic of China. Although she later abandoned her literary pursuits for martial arts, she still retained her inherent reserve.
Suppressing her anger, Luo Zhiheng gave Mu Yunhe a seductive wink, then leaned against the bed, her alluring figure accentuated by the loosened collar of her dress, which had been slightly open from her earlier movements, revealing bandages and glimpses of skin beneath. Her long, disheveled hair was tangled, a single strand of hair lingering on her fingertips, a poignant and melancholic expression on her face. Her eyes were filled with a seductive allure as she reached out a hand to him, beckoning him with her finger…
Mu Yunhe was already as hungry as a wolf, and he couldn't resist this. He let out a howl and pounced on it.
Luo Zhiheng was injured, and although the Empress and Huo Yun took good care of her and provided excellent medicine, she recovered quickly. However, Mu Yunhe still dared not touch her carelessly. He said he would pounce on her, but when he got to the bedside, he sat on the bed and pulled Luo Zhiheng into his arms. His large hands roamed freely over her back, but he dared not be presumptuous on her chest. The bandages were a stark reminder to Mu Yunhe that these injuries could not withstand any abuse.
"Aheng, Aheng, I miss you so much, I want you, I want you..."
Mu Yunhe, like a baby searching for food, held her close, burying his face in her neck and collarbone, kissing her haphazardly, murmuring incessantly in search of food. He looked truly starving.
Luo Zhiheng laughed inappropriately, her body felt weak, and her breathing was a little disordered, but fortunately she was still able to calm down. Her small hands nimbly ignited passions on Mu Yunhe's sensitive spots, arousing Mu Yunhe to the point of burning with desire, wishing he could strip her naked immediately.
"Little thing, are you done yet?" Mu Yunhe panted heavily. He had only meant to tease her, but who knew she would set him on fire? Ugh, he wanted to eat meat!
Luo Zhiheng shook her head innocently, looking pitiful, and said, "It's not better yet, it hurts when you hug me. Little Hehe, please be good and help me, go and drink that bowl of stuff, okay? It's a gift from Grandmother, if I don't drink it and you don't drink it either, are you really going to throw it away? How sad she would be then?"
Mu Yunhe pouted and kissed her repeatedly. Not satisfied, he pressed down on the back of her head and kissed her forcefully, even down to her throat. It was as if he wanted to swallow her soft, fragrant flesh before he could catch his breath. He pinched her tender, fleshy cheeks, which had been pampered for just over ten days, and choked out, "You know what your great-grandmother, that old witch, makes. It's truly the best of the best. The taste is simply unparalleled. How could I dare to steal my wife's good fortune from something so delicious? Darling, sweetheart, wife, you should drink it yourself."
Luo Zhiheng was both amused and exasperated. Ever since Her Majesty the Empress recognized her granddaughter, she had become obsessed with cooking and was constantly trying to make nourishing foods for Luo Zhiheng. The foods she made were always the very best. At first, Luo Zhiheng was also focused on maintaining her health and tried her best to eat and nourish herself, wholeheartedly accepting her grandmother's loving care.
So in just over ten days, she transformed herself into a plump and chubby baby. Of course, she wasn't fat, but Luo Zhiheng looked vibrant, youthful, and incredibly beautiful. She was far more stunning than the Luo Zhiheng who was previously too thin and pale and haggard due to her serious injuries.
However, most of the tonics used to be made by skilled cooks, but later they were made by Her Majesty the Empress.
Her Majesty the Empress is skilled at killing, governing, and everything else, but when it comes to cooking, she is utterly clueless. The dishes she makes are truly unique; Luo Zhiheng couldn't stand them after a few days, yet she couldn't bear to throw them away—how heartbroken the Empress would be if she knew!
So she recruited Xiao Hehe, saying, "Aren't we husband and wife one? Now that your wife is bravely fighting in the fierce battle of supplements, shouldn't you, as her dear husband, also wave your sleeves and join the battle without hesitation? We share the hardships and the joys, right, husband? Isn't your wife very obedient and loves you very much?"
At first, Mu Yunhe was quite happy, treating it as a romantic gesture, having Luo Zhiheng feed him the soup, the two of them being affectionate and sweet. But no one could stand such a tonic every day, and the taste of that soup… it was truly damn pungent and pungent! The taste was guaranteed to make most people never want to eat persimmons again after just one sip. Mu Yunhe was also puzzled; how exactly did Her Majesty the Empress manage to make it taste like persimmons no matter what ingredients she used! Day after day, it was sour and pungent.
Last night, Mu Yunhe felt something warm flowing from his nose, and when he wiped it, he found it was blood. He was quite puzzled. What was wrong? He had only been thinking about his wife's graceful figure and her cute, rounded breasts, which seemed a bit bigger than usual. It shouldn't have caused such a bloody mess, right?
Today, when he saw his wife also had a nosebleed, he immediately realized it was the supplement that was causing it. So today, he'd rather die than drink that stuff.
The couple had just emerged from a heartbreaking separation and were blissfully happy. They felt content simply seeing each other, even without speaking. The only drawbacks were the tonics and the ever-present threat of the Empress.
As the two were still trying to deny each other, Xiao Xizi's panicked, trembling voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Masters, the wolf is coming!"
Mu Yunhe immediately regained his calm and elegant demeanor and asked unhurriedly, "Who's here?"
"Wolves! Jackals and tigers are coming!" Xiao Xizi was still in a state of shock when he heard Mu Yunhe shout. He quickly said, "It's not wolves, it's Luo Ningshuang, and Bai Mingyue is with her."
Barring any unforeseen circumstances, there will be another update today. The reason for the late update is that the internet cable at Huasha's house was broken by a strong wind. It's raining and windy here in Northeast China today. My grandfather, who is almost eighty years old, braved the darkness and wind and rain to find the source and reconnect the internet cable for me. I wanted to cry. I'm just a child, and my grandfather has gone to such lengths for me. What am I? Just so I can keep updating and work properly, my grandfather, at his age, still has to go through all that trouble and risk his life for me. Thinking about it carefully, I'm such a damn inadequate granddaughter! Thank you, Grandpa.
425 A wild idea! (Bonus chapter for 31,000 comments)
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The mention of Luo Ningshuang caused Mu Yunhe's previously smiling face to turn completely cold. He slowly turned to look at Luo Zhiheng, his gaze dark and unfathomable. (A sentence is incomplete in the original text.)
Luo Zhiheng was equally astonished. How could Luo Ningshuang, whom she had completely abandoned in the Southern Dynasty, have returned? How could she have returned alive?
Although they were twin sisters, Luo Zhiheng never truly accepted Luo Ningshuang; in fact, she loathed this so-called twin sister. Everything Luo Ningshuang had done disgusted Luo Zhiheng. Just the fact that Luo Ningshuang had schemed and plotted to ruin her reputation and future, and still coveted her beloved Mu Yunhe, was enough for Luo Zhiheng to destroy Luo Ningshuang completely, leaving not even a trace.
But she didn't kill Luo Ningshuang for only one reason: she had inexplicably taken over this body and the life of this family's daughter. She valued conscience and was unwilling to act without any conscience. She was willing to give face to Luo's father and brother, whom she had never met.
However, Luo Ningshuang remained a thorn in Luo Zhiheng's side; she felt uneasy until it was removed. Therefore, Luo Zhiheng chose to forget, using oblivion to mask the pain caused by this thorn. Originally, she had left Luo Ningshuang to fend for herself in the Southern Dynasty, never imagining that one day she would return, bringing with her the man who hated her so much.
"Aheng, you're still too soft-hearted," Mu Yunhe said with a playful smile, his voice tinged with an indescribable coldness.
Luo Zhiheng lowered her head slightly, her expression shifting unpredictably. She and Luo Ningshuang had already broken off all ties; it was simply impossible for them to sit together and chat with forced smiles. She understood, and Luo Ningshuang must have understood too, but why had Luo Ningshuang returned?
Luo Zhiheng looked up, her face no longer showing any anger or disgust, and said calmly, "Since we were too lenient last time, then this time we'll wipe them out completely. But we'll also see if they can leave quickly enough; if so, we might spare their lives. Wait... I understand!"
Luo Zhiheng suddenly thought of something, and abruptly raised her head to look outside. After a while, she suddenly laughed. The way she smiled while touching her forehead was actually an indescribable annoyance. Her delicate and quiet appearance was full of angry vitality, which was beautiful.
Mu Yunhe took her hand and gently kneaded it in his palm, asking in confusion, "What's wrong?"
"It was the Empress Dowager who brought her back." Luo Zhiheng's expression was calm, but her words were a matter of certainty.
Mu Yunhe's eyes shifted, and he suddenly laughed: "Yes, I actually overlooked that old witch. Sure enough, my Aheng is the smartest."
"Don't try to fool me. Think about how to escape from this tiger's mouth. Luo Ningshuang is a soft, white lamb, but deep down she's a big wolf. Heh, Xiao Xizi, that's a very apt analogy. That wolf is eyeing you like a piece of fragrant fat meat. Be careful not to get pounced on by jackals and tigers." Luo Zhiheng said teasingly.
Mu Yunhe angrily bit her slender white finger, pinched her tender little face and said, "Can you bear to see me being targeted by wolves and tigers?"
Luo Zhiheng shook her head, saying seriously, "I'm reluctant, but they're people Grandmother brought back. It wouldn't be good if I were too harsh. I have to show some 'sisterly affection' to make Grandmother happy. It'll also show me, Luo Zhiheng, how to treat guests. I can't just be nervous and cold to them as soon as they return, can I?"
Mu Yunhe smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes: "So you still want to go out and greet her personally?"
"Of course! Little Hehe, hurry up and help your wife change her clothes." Luo Zhiheng raised her chin, looking quite arrogant.
Mu Yunhe pulled her close and kissed her passionately for a while before helping his beloved wife change her clothes. Before leaving, Luo Zhiheng pointed to the bowl of soup and said to the wet nurse, "Wet nurse, take that bowl of soup with you. Let's go see your second young lady. This is her homecoming."
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Her Majesty the Empress sat solemnly and majestically on the throne. This was her daughter's husband's home. Her daughter had passed away, and her son-in-law was not at home. She was now the old matriarch of the common people, sitting in the midst of her daughter's marriage to take care of her beloved granddaughter. It was only natural for her.
Her Majesty the Queen showed little surprise or anticipation, calmly sipping her tea. As numerous footsteps approached from outside, Her Majesty lifted her eyes from the rim of her teacup, glancing at each person about to enter. A meaningful smile played on her lips, then vanished without a trace.
Luo Ningshuang returned to the place where she was born and raised in both her previous lives, and she was filled with mixed feelings. There was joy, anger, sorrow, grief, and countless expectations. She had been in despair, but returning to her home gave her a sense of security. Her back straightened up unconsciously, even though Bai Mingyue and the other person beside her still made her feel nauseous.
Luo Ningshuang's appearance has recovered considerably, and her health has also improved significantly. After more than ten days of travel, she has been well-fed and cared for, and Bai Mingyue was warned by the envoy not to be rough with her again. Luo Ningshuang's injuries are also healing rapidly thanks to the superior healing medicine from the Silver Moon Kingdom.
Finally arriving at the hall, Luo Ningshuang was stunned when she looked up. She felt that her familiar home seemed to have become more radiant because of the woman sitting there.
In Luo Ningshuang's eyes, she had never seen such a woman before. Noble and holy, dignified yet majestic, she possessed both the beauty of a woman and the imposing presence of a man. As soon as she casually raised her eyes to look at Luo Ningshuang, Luo Ningshuang felt a chill run down her spine, as if her soul had been seen through, and her whole body stiffened.
"Your Majesty, the person you requested has been delivered," the head envoy said respectfully, kneeling on the ground. He then instructed Luo Ningshuang to quickly kneel and pay her respects to the Empress.
"Hmm," the Empress responded faintly and fell silent. 17885991