504 Rude Treatment! (Bonus Chapter for 79,000 Recommendation Votes)
Updated: 2013-12-18 22:04:16 Word Count: 3433
Just as Mu Yunhe had tumbled Luo Zhiheng to the floor, Luo Zhiheng threw herself into Mu Yunhe's arms, her voice already trembling with tears: "Where did you go? You scared me to death!"
She couldn't bear the blow of losing Mu Yunhe again. She didn't want to think about how she got through those three years anymore, because it was too painful. But because Mu Yunhe wasn't there during those three years, it was even harder for her to endure. If it were in the past, she definitely wouldn't have found that pain so unbearable, right? At least she would have accepted it with a smile. But during those three years, she was consumed by that pain because she had love in her heart, so she couldn't accept a time without love.
Although she hadn't personally witnessed what Mu Yunhe had done today, she knew it must have been very dangerous, and that he had returned unharmed was already a great blessing.
"Scared? I told you I couldn't let you know, Luo Zhiwu still didn't do a good job. Let me see, it's been several days since we last met, have you missed me?" Mu Yunhe's words were somewhat flirtatious, but Luo Zhiheng was in a panic and didn't notice. However, Mu Yunhe lightly lifted her chin with his fingers, his thumb lingering intimately on her jaw, his gaze appearing exceptionally arrogant.
Luo Zhiheng was startled by Mu Yunhe's expression. The current Mu Yunhe was absolutely dashing and debonair, with the air of a carefree young master, unrestrained and unconventional. His attitude towards Luo Zhiheng also seemed to be... cynical, more flirtatious than deeply in love.
Luo Zhiheng was struck dumb, her stiffness manifesting in her body. She had her back to the door, while Mu Yunhe was facing it directly. The door was not closed, and Mu Yunhe's face was even more stunning in the sunset, yet it was dazzling!
Mu Yunhe smiled wickedly and said, "Ruilin, are you bewitched by me? Hmm, you better not be bewitched by my beauty. You should know that every woman in the capital loves my stunning looks. Ruilin, you must remember that I like you now only because you are different from others. You have Luo Zhiwu in your heart, and you can like me but also like other men. It is this kind of you that gives me the desire to challenge you. If you also fall at my feet like those ordinary beauties, then what awaits Ruilin is my ruthless abandonment."
Luo Zhiheng's scalp tingled, her eyes filled with disbelief as she stared at Mu Yunhe. What had she just heard? What was Mu Yunhe saying? Was this person really Mu Yunhe?!
"Yunhe, what's wrong with you?" Luo Zhiheng's voice trembled slightly as she gripped Mu Yunhe's wrist tightly. She didn't want to shout or scream, but her heart was screaming. What was wrong? Why was her Yunhe speaking to her like this?
Mu Yunhe gave a wicked smile, then suddenly lowered his head, forcefully pressed down on her small head, and kissed her passionately with his tongue and lips. His movements were intense and wild, as if he wanted to devour Luo Zhiheng alive. There was no tenderness, no lingering affection, no infatuation, only displeased anger and punishment.
He hurt her!
Luo Zhiheng's eyes were almost overflowing with tears, filled with deep grievance and resistance. She struggled, trying to push Mu Yunhe away. His current rudeness and barbarity made Luo Zhiheng feel very unfamiliar and flustered, and even more so, angry! At this moment, she felt no pity for Mu Yunhe whatsoever!
"You let go...uh..." she shouted angrily, her eyes filled with tears, but they didn't fall. She was no match for Mu Yunhe; she had already been hurt by him—on her lips, her neck, and her heart.
But Mu Yunhe had no intention of letting her go; in fact, his behavior became even more excessive!
The more she struggled, the more forceful he became, lifting her up and pressing her tightly against him, giving her no chance to resist. He domineeringly restrained her slender and fragile waist, acting as if possessed, forcefully sucking on her lips, devouring her breath, and forcefully forcing her to suffocate with his power.
Luo Zhiheng was completely stunned. The person in front of her was such a stranger! Even when he hadn't recognized her, he had never treated her like this!
Luo Zhiheng was both shocked and furious. She bit down hard on the domineering tongue that was wrapped around hers, instantly filling her mouth with blood. She heard Mu Yunhe's muffled groan, and then she finally regained her freedom and air. Before she could even catch her breath, she felt herself being thrown heavily to the ground. She opened her eyes wide in horror, only to see Mu Yunhe staring at her coldly, his eyes devoid of any emotion, as if he were facing a complete stranger!
He actually pushed her away, pushed her away hard!!
"Ah!" Luo Zhiheng's back slammed against the door with a heavy thud. It seemed as if Luo Zhiheng had been thrown out with great force, and the fall must have been quite severe. However, Mu Yunhe had controlled the force perfectly, ensuring that Luo Zhiheng wouldn't actually get hurt. But Mu Yunhe ultimately didn't know that his Aheng was no longer the energetic Aheng from three years ago. The current Aheng could be shattered by even the slightest touch!
Luo Zhiheng's expression immediately changed, but the golden mask concealed her deathly pale face. A painful groan escaped her lips, as if she were nailed to a door, stiff and unable to move. Her tear-filled eyes stared intently at Mu Yunhe, tears threatening to fall at any moment.
"Are you feeling wronged?" Mu Yunhe asked, his tone surprisingly cold.
Luo Zhiheng's pupils constricted. She had expected Mu Yunhe to comfort her, to feel sorry for her, to feel sad, and to feel annoyed! But she never imagined that Mu Yunhe would question her so indifferently. His attitude instantly shattered Luo Zhiheng's fragile senses—a mixture of pain, grievance, and pride—leaving her completely irrational!
"Mu Yunhe, what's wrong with you? Can't you see how wronged I am? You bastard!"
Mu Yunhe suddenly appeared before her with long strides. His long, slender fingers, which had been so gentle and affectionate towards her just days before, now became the most ruthless weapons, viciously gripping her smooth, delicate chin. His gaze was dark, and his tone was disdainful and cold as he said, "Ruilin! I'll forgive your rudeness and transgression this time, out of consideration for your status as a barbarian chieftain, and because you've given me some enjoyment and a challenge. But remember, this is only a one-time thing. If you dare speak to me so presumptuously again, I'll show you the consequences of offending a diviner!"
Luo Zhiheng's eyes reddened with anger. The pain and grievance finally made her unable to hold back her tears any longer, and she shouted defiantly, "What do you want? Are you going to kill me again? Mu Yunhe, you really are something else. You're the best at turning your back on people, aren't you?"
"Tsk tsk, trying to play the tearful game? Too bad it doesn't suit you, Ruilin. You should remember this: to seduce me, you need new tricks and methods, something different. Didn't you do it so well before? You seemed to ignore me, oppose me, hate me, and dislike me, so that I would pay more attention to you. Why have you changed now? This version of you really doesn't interest me at all." Mu Yunhe, like a typical playboy, caressed her skin intimately, yet spoke coldly and ruthlessly.
Luo Zhiheng was so angry that she almost ground her teeth to powder, and thus, after losing all reason, she finally regained a sliver of rationality.
Something's not right! This Mu Yunhe is so strange! She tried hard to look for the familiar emotion and heartache in Mu Yunhe's face and eyes, but she couldn't find it. Luo Zhiheng felt a little panicked.
She softened her tone and said gently, "Yunhe, what's wrong? Did something happen today? Are you unhappy? Or did things not go well with dealing with Luo Ningshuang? Please don't be like this, I'm so worried about you."
Mu Yunhe suddenly chuckled, his laughter filled with obvious contempt and smugness. He said in a teasing tone, "That's more like it. Women should be gentle and obedient to be pleasing to the eye and to be liked. But I really shouldn't have told you about Luo Ningshuang. Now you're so arrogant that you think you can come to me and ask about things you shouldn't be asking? Don't think that just because I snatched you from Luo Zhiwu, I really can't live without you. If I hadn't been bothered by that imposter lately, I might not have been able to play with you!"
"What are you saying!" Luo Zhiheng's voice suddenly became sharp. Enduring the intense pain in her back, she trembled and gripped Mu Yunhe's hand tightly, her nails digging into his palm. She felt the dampness on her fingertips, and Mu Yunhe felt the pain in his hand as well. But they were only focused on looking into each other's eyes. She forgot that Mu Yunhe was injured, while Mu Yunhe only wanted to feel more pain, to let the pain remind him to persevere and not give up because of Aheng's injury, grievance, and sadness!
"Do you really think I've fallen for you? If it weren't for that bitch Luo Ningshuang provoking me and killing Aheng, and making me heartbroken, do you think I would have sought someone to vent my bitterness on? Ruilin, you overestimate yourself. Now that I still have a little bit of goodwill towards you, you'd better not provoke me, or I guarantee your teahouse will be no better than Luo Ningshuang's." Mu Yunhe never knew he could be so ruthless. With each word he spoke, Aheng's eyes dimmed a little more, and his heart sank a little more. He was torturing Aheng, but wasn't he also torturing himself?
But that person was right there outside! Damn it, he didn't even notice the ghostly presence behind him until he entered the General's Mansion! He realized he was at a disadvantage because he didn't know the person's identity, abilities, or power. His vulnerability meant he could die at that person's hands at any moment, and Ah Heng would likely not escape either! For the first time, Mu Yunhe regretted his impulsiveness. How could he have impulsively come to the General's Mansion to see her because of his longing?
But he absolutely cannot let Ah Heng be exposed to danger again. Although it's better late than never, this time he will push Ah Heng out of danger completely.
So Ah Heng, please be patient a little longer. Now is not the time for us to acknowledge each other. Please be patient!
505 Protection that cannot be spoken! Eyes at the bedside!
Updated: 2013-12-19 15:11:27 Word Count: 7964
Luo Zhiheng was filled with shock and disbelief. This shouldn't be happening! Although neither of them had explicitly stated it, and although he had never asked and she had never admitted her identity, it was practically an open secret, wasn't it? They were already tacitly aware of each other's identities. Why was Mu Yunhe calling her Ruilin all the time, as if he didn't know she was Luo Zhiheng?!
Luo Zhiheng finally noticed something was wrong with Mu Yunhe. She nervously grabbed his arm, no longer caring about their unspoken understanding, and urgently revealed her identity: "Yunhe, what's wrong? I'm A..."
"You are nothing!" Mu Yunhe fiercely interrupted Luo Zhiheng's words, his vicious gaze filled with intense disgust. He coldly pinched her chin and said, "In my heart, you are nothing! Don't be so self-righteous. Be a good woman, and maybe I'll make you a concubine if I'm in a good mood. Otherwise, you can go back to your barbaric land! You'd better not even think about being with Luo Zhiwu. Women I've played with, even if I'm tired of them and don't want them anymore, I won't let them go to other men! You'd better see reality clearly and not provoke me again."
Luo Zhiheng felt as if her throat was being gripped tightly. Tears streamed down her face. She was heartbroken, humiliated, and saddened. Mu Yunhe's coldness and cruelty made it impossible for her to find any warmth or other emotions. It seemed to be telling Luo Zhiheng that the man in front of her had really turned his back on her! And it was the most ruthless kind of turning back on her.
He didn't recognize her, and didn't even know that she was Luo Zhiheng!
Were all her past feelings just illusions and wishful thinking? Was Mu Yunhe's kindness, indulgence, and affection for her really just a figment of her imagination?
No, it can't be like that! How could her Yunhe treat her like this?
"Mu Yunhe, what exactly happened to you? Why are you getting angry at me? Why are you so furious? Was it wrong of me to come back to you? Open your eyes and look at me properly!" Luo Zhiheng was about to drive Mu Yunhe crazy.
Mu Yunhe said resentfully, "You came back to my side? That's only because you saw that Luo Zhiwu didn't have what you wanted, or that Luo Zhiwu couldn't satisfy your enormous appetite, so you came back to my side! I have to admit, you are indeed very good at judging the situation. But Ruilin, remember this: you can play tricks on me, but if you dare to be arrogant and point fingers at me, and really think you're something special, then you're wrong! Because there will never be another Aheng in this world!"
"Mu Yunhe, are you crazy?!" Luo Zhiheng roared, her voice distorted by pain, panic, and anger.
Luo Zhiheng felt she couldn't understand Mu Yunhe's words at all. She was clearly right here; he should have known long ago. But now he seemed to have forgotten who she was, and seemed to loathe her, saying there wouldn't be another Aheng. What kind of nonsense was this? She was right here! How could there be a second Aheng?!
"I've gone mad! My Aheng is dead, and my heart died with him. From the day I learned that Aheng was no longer in this world, I've been a walking corpse! I'm mad, yes, I'm mad. Without Aheng in this world, what's the point of my life? What can I do with my life?" Mu Yunhe seemed to suddenly become very sad, his face full of sorrow as he lowered his head. The setting sun cast a shadow on his face, making him seem as if he were shrouded in despair.
"Yunhe, look at me! I'm right here, why are you doing this?" Luo Zhiheng was clearly furious, but Mu Yunhe's seemingly desperate appearance made her heart ache. Her eyes were filled with tears as she tried to gently awaken Mu Yunhe's reason.
She is Ah Heng! She is right here! She didn't die! She went through life and death, but ultimately survived by the skin of her teeth. She's back! She's back by his side! Why can't he see her? Why won't he let her say it? Luo Zhiheng felt like she was going crazy.
Mu Yunhe slowly raised his head, his beautiful phoenix eyes flashing with contempt and sarcasm as he said, "You're here? What do you think you are? Do you really think I dealt with Luo Ningshuang to avenge you? You're wrong, you overestimate yourself. I dealt with that bitch simply because I didn't like her. I can't tolerate deception, and I can't let a vicious, despicable woman who killed my Aheng continue to run rampant. It has nothing to do with you!"
"You think you can replace my Aheng? You're dreaming! My Aheng is unique in my heart, irreplaceable, and no one can replace her! No one! I only love her, and you, including all the women in the future, are just substitutes!"
Mu Yunhe's words were like a knife stabbing into Luo Zhiheng's heart. She didn't know whether to feel pain or cry. Mu Yunhe solemnly declared his love for Luo Zhiheng and his unwavering loyalty to love, but at the same time, he was hurting himself terribly!
Why did things turn out this way? He clearly knew she was Luo Zhiheng, so why did he suddenly stop recognizing her? Luo Zhiheng's head ached from thinking so much, and her back hurt terribly. She could feel a warm, sticky liquid flowing down her back. She was trembling all over from the pain, and tears kept falling down her face. She desperately wanted Mu Yunhe to come to his senses, comfort her, kiss her, and tell her that he was just joking.
But Mu Yunhe's cold gaze told Luo Zhiheng that this was no joke; Mu Yunhe really didn't recognize her anymore!
Luo Zhiheng closed her eyes tightly, not wanting to look at Mu Yunhe again. Her lips were pale with pain, and she leaned against the door, having no strength left to deal with the frenzied Mu Yunhe.
But Mu Yunhe didn't seem to intend to let her go. Enraged by her expression of no longer looking at him, he grabbed her hair fiercely, forcing her to face him and open her eyes. Suddenly, he pulled her into his arms, saying ambiguously yet coldly, "What? Heartbroken? Regret falling in love with me? Or regret seducing the wrong person? I told you, don't even think about getting what doesn't belong to you from me, but you've clearly overstepped that line! Since that's the case, then don't let me see you again. I'm disgusted with you. A woman who doesn't know what's good for her and still tries to possess Aheng's things—how could I possibly want her?"
Luo Zhiheng's pupils constricted to almost pinpoints, her lifeless eyes reflecting Mu Yunhe's incomparably handsome and unpredictable face, yet it felt so unfamiliar, so terrifying.
This face was the face she had longed for countless times, the sleeping pill that kept her awake at night by the pain, the hope that had kept her going even when she wanted to give up on life. But this face, the face she yearned for day and night—she never imagined that one day the expression on this face could so easily kill her heart!
"You mean, you don't want me anymore?" she asked in a trembling voice, her voice filled with sarcasm, coldness, sadness, and even more so, despair and collapse.
Mu Yunhe's heart clenched painfully, his mind screaming: How could I not want you? Don't cry, Aheng, don't be sad. But his face wore a cold, wicked expression, nonchalant and indifferent as if Luo Zhiheng was nothing more than a plaything, saying: "Want? Have I ever wanted you? You've never even entered my heart, so how can you say you don't want me? Don't overestimate yourself."
"Being completely rejected by me isn't necessarily a bad thing. At least you're my first woman besides Aheng, and I won't mistreat you. As for the grain you asked for, I'll keep my word. The grain will be loaded onto the carts in three days. What I hope to see then is the barbarian female leader Ruilin leaving the Mu Dynasty with the grain and your people!" Mu Yunhe said coldly.
Luo Zhiheng's breathing became rapid, and her blood rushed to her tailbone, but it couldn't warm her cold, convulsing heart. She gritted her teeth and said, "Are you trying to kick me out?!"
"Why put it so harshly? You should have left long ago. After all, you've been here for so long. Do you think your people can leave you? If you don't go back soon, your people will probably panic. Maybe they'll start eating people again? Can you feel at ease if you don't go back soon? Your purpose in coming here was to get food, wasn't it? Now that you've achieved your goal, isn't it only natural for you to leave?" Mu Yunhe said coldly.
Luo Zhiheng prided herself on being intelligent, calm, and rational, but at this moment, Mu Yunhe's repeated blows and ruthlessness finally broke her spirit. She couldn't think of anything; anger burned wildly in her chest. Her crimson eyes deepened, and her sharp voice, filled with pride and stubbornness, roared, "Mu Yunhe, you're something else! Today I finally see your true colors. Is this the side of you you never knew? Cold-blooded, ruthless, and foolish! You want to drive me away? Fine, very well! I will leave. I will definitely leave, and I will never come back. You will never see me again in this lifetime!"
She has her pride and bottom line. Even though she knew Mu Yunhe was acting strangely today, he didn't give her the slightest hint or clue, and just hurt her so badly. No matter how strong she was, she couldn't understand or forgive him. Even if he had a million reasons, his heartless words today were enough, and she could no longer explain it with his reasons!
He doesn't want her anymore, so be it. Luo Zhiheng can live a good life even without Mu Yunhe!
Mu Yunhe felt bitter inside, knowing that he had really angered Luo Zhiheng this time. He wanted to explain, and he knew that as long as he gave Luo Zhiheng a comforting look or a hint, she would immediately understand and cooperate. But he didn't dare!
Even now, he could feel a chill run down his spine. It was as if that ghostly figure was imprinted on his back; even the slightest trace of what he did could be detected and understood. Although his soul power was no longer usable, his sensory abilities remained. Anyone who could give him such a strong sense of danger must be formidable! As a diviner priest who had lost all his abilities, he absolutely could not protect Luo Zhiheng. He dared not gamble with Luo Zhiheng's life; he dared not be the slightest bit careless or soft-hearted.
Only by being so ruthless can one truly enrage Luo Zhiheng and allow her to vent her emotions without any pretense.
There's no way to explain it today, and he'll probably never have the chance to explain again from now on. The feeling behind him seems so close, and it's extremely dangerous for him to stay here. He has no doubt that if the person behind him wanted to, they could easily kill him right now! Because he has absolutely no ability to protect himself.
Mu Yunhe was filled with remorse. He had been reckless, only thinking about drawing out the person behind Luo Ningshuang as soon as possible, wanting to quickly eliminate the person who harmed Aheng, and wanting to give Aheng justice as soon as possible. He hadn't planned everything carefully. Now that his plan had succeeded, an even more powerful person, someone who was beyond the reach of ordinary people, had appeared.
His biggest mistake was that he rushed to see Luo Zhiheng!
But after so many days apart, he truly missed her terribly. He couldn't sleep every night, longing for her. Even though she was back, he could only suppress his longing and avoid seeing her, afraid of giving himself away. Despite all his careful planning and precautions, he still managed to create such a huge blunder, bringing danger to Aheng. He only hoped that his demeanor today would prevent the person behind him from focusing their attention on Aheng.
Mu Yunhe had no idea that his current situation was even more dangerous. He hadn't made any preparations whatsoever, and even protecting himself was a problem. The fact that the person behind him hadn't made a move made Mu Yunhe even more uneasy. He knew that the later this person acted, the bigger their scheme would be. Because he hadn't had time to arrange guards to protect him, it was as if no one knew he was in danger. And now it was too late for him to make arrangements, because all he could do now was pretend not to know about the person behind him. If he made any move, he would probably die without a doubt.
We can only take it one step at a time.
Seeing that Mu Yunhe still looked indifferent and even somewhat sarcastic towards her despite her resolute words, Luo Zhiheng's pale face instantly flushed red with shame, sadness, and anger. She gritted her teeth, pointed to the door, and shouted angrily, "Get out of here! Don't let me see you again, get out!!"
Mu Yunhe sneered and said calmly, "This is the only time you'll be impolite to me. Next time we meet, remember to be polite, or I can't guarantee what I'll do to you. Also, remember this: I don't want to see you again. Take your grain and get out of the Mu Dynasty in three days. Just like you told me to get out now, I'm telling you to get out too. Get out now! I feel disgusted and sickened just looking at you!"
"You!" Luo Zhiheng coughed violently in anger, her delicate body trembling against the door. The tears in her eyes shattered into fragments, filled with countless heartaches and sorrows.
Mu Yunhe, however, turned and left without a second thought, walking away with a carefree and liberated air, seemingly not taking the woman before him seriously at all, as if he had truly gotten rid of a disgusting burden. That gesture made Luo Zhiheng feel even more suffocated and aching in her chest. She groaned, unable to hold back any longer, and fell to the ground. Looking down at the door where her words landed, bright red blood was clearly stained it.
Luo Zhiheng didn't even dare to breathe heavily, feeling a sharp pain in her chest. She pressed her chest hard, and her back was also throbbing with pain. She didn't even dare to cry out. Humiliation, despair, collapse, and sadness all rushed over her at once. She buried her face in her arms and sobbed intermittently.
This was the man she deeply loved, treating her so coldly and ruthlessly. He kept saying he loved Luo Zhiheng deeply and would never betray her, yet later he said many women would come to replace Luo Zhiheng. The most ridiculous thing was that she herself had become Luo Zhiheng's replacement in Mu Yunhe's eyes!
She is Luo Zhiheng, and she actually wants to take her place?
Luo Zhiheng felt an overwhelming sense of sorrow and her heart ached terribly. Mu Yunhe's words, that all future women would merely be substitutes for Luo Zhiheng, pierced her heart deeply.
What does he mean? Does he not want to acknowledge himself, but instead seek out other women? Is Mu Yunhe still clean then? Luo Zhiheng couldn't imagine what she would be like if Mu Yunhe really wasn't the same Mu Yunhe anymore, and really had affairs with other women, what crazy things she would do.
But what if Mu Yunhe really did find other women? Would Mu Yunhe still be worth her time? Would there be any need for her to continue loving him? Why should she still want a man who is already tainted and no longer loves her?!
The more Luo Zhiheng thought about it, the more extreme and furious she became. She could no longer control her emotions and thoughts. Provoked by Mu Yunhe, she couldn't calm down and started to imagine the worst-case scenario for things that hadn't even happened yet. In the end, she concluded that if Mu Yunhe really was indecent and used the excuse of missing Luo Zhiheng to go out and play around with women, then she would resolutely break up with Mu Yunhe!
She doesn't want a filthy, depraved man! Not even if that man is Mu Yunhe!