The demoness was also taken aback by Luo Zhiwu's murderous aura. After a busy night, Luo Zhiheng's condition had only stabilized a little by this morning. Was Luo Zhiwu already planning to settle scores later? The demoness was preoccupied with her own thoughts, but she still explained charmingly, "You should tell Master about this personally after he wakes up. All I can tell you is not to be alarmed. Master's body is very fragile. Even the slightest bit of gravity can cause problems. Bone fractures and shattering are common. Master's body is different from that of a normal person; it is fragile and very sensitive."
"Although Master's injury this time seems very serious, it is the least serious one among all the injuries Master has ever suffered. This shows that Mu Yunhe did not really hurt Master with all his might, otherwise Master's injury would not be of this degree. It seems that Mu Yunhe still cares about Master."
Luo Zhiwu was utterly shocked and horrified. His Ah Heng had always been healthy; any slight frailty he was born with had long since disappeared thanks to the care and treatment he received from his father and son. Didn't he, as the older brother, know how fragile Luo Zhiheng's body was? When did he ever speak of it as so fragile to this woman who seemed to be in heat at any moment? It was simply incomprehensible!
"There's a limit to nonsense! How could her perfectly healthy body suddenly become as sensitive and fragile as you say? How come I've never known that? Or are you just helping that bastard Mu Yunhe escape responsibility?" Luo Zhiwu was as furious as a raging lion.
The demoness said nonchalantly, "I'm just stating the facts and I'm not helping Mu Yunhe. To me, my master is more important than anything else. Mu Yunhe and I are not related, so why should I help him? As for my master's affairs, that's not something a subject like me can say. If you want to know anything, you can wait until my master wakes up and ask her yourself. But I can tell you that three years can change a lot of things, including my master's fate and health."
Luo Zhiwu's eyes flickered, as if he was pondering the truth of the demon's words, but he couldn't figure it out. He felt as if his chest was about to boil and explode. Luo Zhiheng was still not awake, and he could only suppress his anxiety and anger for the time being: "If it is really as you say, is there any special way to make her stop feeling pain and recover quickly?"
"That's right, but I can't reveal this method to you, because it's a secret of the wilderness." The demon looked at Luo Zhiwu with admiration, but to Luo Zhiwu, that gaze was nothing short of blatant seduction.
"Alright, whether what you say is true or not, I'll believe you for now. Since she trusts you, I'll entrust her to you for the time being." Luo Zhiwu's waiting here would only fuel his anger. He had to find the culprit. His precious child was suffering here, how could Mu Yunhe get away with it?
When the demon saw Luo Zhiwu walking out with a murderous aura, she knew something terrible was about to happen. This man was probably going to settle scores with someone she hadn't settled. She hurriedly glanced at Luo Zhiheng and saw that she was still unconscious. She quickly called out to Luo Zhiwu's back, "Hey, please have mercy! Mu Yunhe is the person Master cherishes. If anything happens to him, I'm afraid Master won't be able to live either."
Luo Zhiwu's hurried steps faltered for a moment, and he almost stumbled. He clenched his fists in resentment. This was the man Heng'er cared about most, but now this man had seriously injured Heng'er. No matter what reason Mu Yunhe had, he should not have treated Heng'er like this!
Luo Zhiwu left in a hurry. The sun was shining brightly, and it was just the time for the morning court session. He would go there to wait for the person, and if he couldn't find them, he would go to Mu Yunhe's house to look for them. He had to find the person and teach them a lesson!
After dealing with Luo Ningshuang, Mu Yunhe went to court as usual. He was trying to create a false impression—a false impression of being heartbroken and despondent upon learning that his beloved was already dead. He wanted to deceive the person who was still closely following him. He wanted to lower that person's guard, and even if he only had the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, as long as that person wasn't following him, he would have a way to set up a way to restrain that person.
However, Mu Yunhe simply couldn't subdue or kill this person. He could sense that this person possessed soul power. Regardless of how powerful he was, ordinary people and those with even the lowest level of soul power were not on the same level. Encountering someone with soul power meant certain death. Therefore, he wouldn't act rashly.
As soon as he stepped off the carriage, Mu Yunhe's face darkened. He could sense that person following him in the carriage. Although he couldn't see or touch this person, this ghostly figure was undeniably present. The person's aura was constantly locked onto him, leaving him no time to breathe freely.
Mu Yunhe walked forward with his brows furrowed, when he felt a gust of wind rush towards him. A sense of danger suddenly arose. He subconsciously looked up, only to find everything going black before his eyes. With a muffled thud, he was punched in the face.
Mu Yunhe staggered backward. The endless stream of court officials who were on their way to court at that time couldn't help but gasp in surprise at the sight. However, no one dared to step in to break up the fight, simply because the person beating him was Mu Yunhe's brother-in-law.
Mu Yunhe's lips stung, and half his face was almost numb. His expression darkened further. He could have dodged for a moment, but he didn't because he saw Luo Zhiwu. He figured he'd just apologize to Aheng and let his brother-in-law beat him up to vent his anger. Thinking about what he'd done to Luo Zhiheng yesterday, Mu Yunhe calmly thought that he deserved the punch.
Seeing Mu Yunhe stand up straight with a calm expression, Luo Zhiwu became even more furious. She pointed at Mu Yunhe's nose and cursed, "You think you're so tough now? You actually dare to hit someone! Do you think you can hit her? How could you bear to hurt her so badly? Mu Yunhe, you bastard, I'll beat you to death today for her sake, and I'll break your bones!"
Mu Yunhe had no intention of going back on his word or retaliating. He could understand Luo Zhiwu's anger, but he couldn't understand her words at all.
What do you mean he hit her? He pushed Ah Heng yesterday to make it look realistic for acting, but he controlled his strength and would never hurt Ah Heng. Besides, what do you mean he should be beaten until his bones are broken?
"Calm down..." Before Mu Yunhe could think any further, Luo Zhiwu threw another punch, which was truly powerful.
Left with no other option, Mu Yunhe could only dodge; he couldn't keep getting beaten up. While dodging, he said with a cold, mocking tone, "Luo Zhiwu, calm down! What's going on? Are you here to stand up for your confidante? You like a woman I don't want? Does Young Master Luo have a habit of picking up what others don't want?"
"Mu Yunhe, you son of a bitch! I'll tear you apart today, and see how you dare spout such filth!" Seeing that Mu Yunhe not only showed no remorse but also uttered vile words, Luo Zhiwu's anger flared even more, and she roared as she kicked him again, this time directly in the arm.
Caught off guard, Mu Yunhe was kicked in the arm he had injured that day, where Luo Ningshuang had slashed him. The pain made him freeze, slowing his reaction by a beat, and Luo Zhiwu seized the opportunity to kick him hard in the chest, sending Mu Yunhe flying a long way, crashing directly into the carriage behind him.
Mu Yunhe felt his blood churning in his chest. He saw stars and felt nothing for a while. He just leaned stiffly against the carriage, breathing heavily.
Luo Zhiwu's eyes were already red. She rushed over and grabbed Mu Yunhe by the collar, shouting rudely like a thug, "You ungrateful brat! What's wrong with her that you have to talk about her like that? Isn't she the one you love..."
"Bullshit!" Mu Yunhe suddenly shouted, his domineering and authoritative voice drowning out Luo Zhiwu's and successfully interrupting her. Mu Yunhe's slender phoenix eyes widened, and under the almost direct distance between them, a hint of emotion finally surfaced in them. His eyes seemed to hold a thousand unspoken words, and he said coldly, "Why are you so nervous? She's just an insignificant barbarian chieftain. She's not your sister, yet you're coming to settle scores with me on her behalf? Ha, Luo Zhiwu, have you lost your mind? She's just one of your confidantes; is she really worth all this madness?"
"Or are you actually using this as an excuse to get revenge on me? To get revenge for me stealing the woman you like? Luo Zhiwu, so you're not so magnanimous after all. You like her that much? Fine, then I don't want her anymore, you can have her. Please keep an eye on her and prevent her from bothering me! Because I will never love her, I only love Luo Zhiheng in this world, and I will never love her! You tell her for me to stop daydreaming and go back to her wilderness, and never let me see her again in this lifetime."
Luo Zhiwu was completely stunned. He was terrified by Mu Yunhe's heartless and ruthless words. He should be angry, but there seemed to be something unspeakable in Mu Yunhe's eyes, so subtle that he almost couldn't believe he was mistaken. It seemed as if he was begging him not to say it, yet it also seemed as if he was proudly opposing him.
Luo Zhiwu suddenly felt that she couldn't understand Mu Yunhe anymore.
Mu Yunhe blinked suddenly, and this time Luo Zhiwu clearly saw the strange look in his eyes. Luo Zhiwu finally calmed down. Could it be that Mu Yunhe truly had some unavoidable reason for saying such seemingly heartless words? And that's why he treated Heng'er so abruptly and inexplicably yesterday?
Yes, only in this way can one understand Mu Yunhe's abnormal behavior. Luo Zhiwu suddenly remembered the way Mu Yunhe had given her a meaningful look when he first arrived at her house yesterday. Just how powerful must the person Mu Yunhe fears be to make him so nervous and cautious?!
Luo Zhiwu's thoughts raced in an instant. His expression twisted as he grabbed Mu Yunhe's collar, snarling, "Watch your mouth! You dare mention Heng'er? You're utterly unworthy of her. How could a fickle, unfaithful man like you be worthy of my Heng'er? If Heng'er knew that you, the man who professed to love her deeply, had stolen the woman she loved from her brother in the blink of an eye, she would be utterly disappointed in you and hate you to death!"
Luo Zhiwu thought she would follow Mu Yunhe's lead and see how he would react so she could make a judgment.
Mu Yunhe replied with a mocking smile, "Even if she hates me, she's still my woman. No woman in this world can ever replace her in my heart. So what if she stole a woman you wanted, and a barbarian at that? Besides, it wasn't even stealing her; she came to me herself. Don't you know that?"
Mu Yunhe portrayed the image of a prodigal son who had lost his beloved wife, become utterly despondent, and thus indifferent to everything, with remarkable realism. Even Luo Zhiwu wanted to kick him to death when she saw him like this, so the person in the shadows probably wouldn't suspect anything if they saw it.
Luo Zhiwu understood immediately; there was indeed a problem! The fact that Mu Yunhe was so tense meant he had to take it seriously. Now, thinking back, Mu Yunhe probably didn't want to implicate Heng'er. Considering the words Mu Yunhe had relayed from his servants yesterday, and his words today urging Luo Zhiheng to leave the Mu Dynasty and return to the wilderness, Luo Zhiwu became even more certain of Mu Yunhe's true purpose.
He sighed inwardly, realizing that he had indeed been so angry about Heng'er that he had lost his temper and hadn't been able to calm down. It had taken him so long to figure things out.
On the other hand, Luo Zhiwu was also furious. Even if he had a huge reason, he couldn't treat Heng'er like that! How heartbroken would Heng'er, who loved him so much, have been if she heard those words yesterday? Especially since Heng'er was injured. In short, even if Mu Yunhe had a huge reason, this matter was unforgivable!
Luo Zhiwu, her mind made up, glared at him and said coldly, "Mu Yunhe, don't be so arrogant! Ruilin was pushed against the door by you and broke her bones. She's been unconscious since last night until this morning, with a high fever that keeps recurring. She's very fragile. You've hurt her to this extent. Not only will she never forgive you, but I will also never let you off the hook!"
Luo Zhiwu is vengeful, especially when it comes to her beloved younger sister; she must avenge her thoroughly. If Mu Yunhe doesn't let Aheng have a good time, how can he possibly have a good time? Since Mu Yunhe truly loves Aheng, the news of Aheng's injury must be causing him great distress and anxiety, right?
Sure enough, Luo Zhiwu saw a crack in Mu Yunhe's expression. His emotions were about to spill out, but he forcefully replaced them with an indifferent expression. Luo Zhiwu couldn't help but admire Mu Yunhe; he was truly remarkable. He was clearly anxious and concerned, but he couldn't let it show, leaving her speechless with frustration and anxiety!
"I didn't use any force, don't try to fool me." Mu Yunhe sneered, feigning indifference, but his voice trembled slightly. To outsiders, it looked like he was having trouble breathing because Luo Zhiwu had been holding his collar for so long.
But a storm was brewing in Mu Yunhe's eyes, his dark pupils brimming with emotions others couldn't comprehend. He wanted to ask Luo Zhiwu if it wasn't true, if he really hadn't used any force, how could Aheng be unconscious? How could his bones be fractured?! He couldn't believe it! But Luo Zhiwu's anger told him it was true!
Mu Yunhe was so anxious that he felt like committing suicide, but there was nothing he could do. What was worse, he couldn't say anything, not even a word of concern for Aheng! Mu Yunhe was so anxious that he wanted to rush to the General's Mansion again, but he had to hold back. The helplessness, anxiety, and worry were truly tormenting.
"If you hadn't used force, would Ruilin still be unconscious? Mu Yunhe, you hypocrite! You hurt someone and still have the nerve to try and drive her away? How can you even face a human being? I'm warning you, don't think you can easily get rid of Ruilin. Even if she's heartbroken and wants to leave, I won't let her go. I won't let you continue to be so arrogant!" Although Luo Zhiwu was emotional, she was still rationally helping Mu Yunhe cover up his lie. But in reality, wasn't this also a way of removing Luo Zhiheng from the sight of that person in the shadows?
As long as those in the shadows clearly know and completely believe that Ruilin is merely a barbarian chieftain and that her departure is inconsequential, that's all that matters. Then, they can easily send Luo Zhiheng away and leave this dangerous place.
Mu Yunhe suppressed his inner turmoil and worry, feeling happy for Luo Zhiwu's cooperation and intelligence. No matter what, getting Luo Zhiheng out of this troublesome place was more important than anything else. With Luo Zhiwu's cooperation, it would create the impression that he and Luo Zhiwu were at odds over a woman, making it perfectly reasonable for him to try and drive Ruilin out of the Mu Dynasty. He hoped that those in the shadows wouldn't suspect anything.
Mu Yunhe felt that time was of the essence and wanted to send Luo Zhiheng away as soon as possible, because he didn't know when the person behind the scenes would make a move.
"Luo Zhiwu, are you trying to oppose me?" Mu Yunhe said dangerously.
Luo Zhiwu laughed arrogantly, "So what if it is? You stole the person I valued, but you don't care about her. Now you even selfishly want to drive her away, just because you don't want to see her? Mu Yunhe, can you be any more selfish? I will not let you continue to hurt Ruilin. As long as Ruilin doesn't want to leave, I will definitely keep Ruilin here."
"Is that so? Very well, let's see who's stronger. Can you keep her here, or can I banish her? Those I despise will never appear before me again. I'm already being merciful by not killing her. Since you and she are both so ungrateful, then you can wait for me to banish you both!" Mu Yunhe said coldly, as if he was truly enraged, even taking his anger out on Luo Zhiwu and wanting to expel her from the dynasty.
"Hmph! How arrogant you are! Mu Yunhe, I'm waiting for you to make your move. Let's see who's the better player!" Luo Zhiwu released Mu Yunhe's collar fiercely and stormed off in anger.
"I'll be watching!" Mu Yunhe smiled cruelly, seemingly confident of victory, and walked arrogantly into the palace amidst the various gazes of the people.
The onlookers were dumbfounded. What was going on? When did His Excellency become so depraved? Stealing a woman from his brother-in-law? Most unbelievably, wasn't his most beloved woman Luo Zhiheng? Luo Zhiheng just died in an accident yesterday, and His Excellency has already found a new love? But wait, His Excellency found a new love while Luo Zhiheng was still alive. No wonder his brother-in-law Luo Zhiwu resorted to violence.
Anyone would be furious if they provoked and hurt two important women of Luo Zhiwu at once.
Mu Yunhe stood proudly in the main hall, looking cold and unapproachable, but his heart was boiling and burning like a pot. His mind was filled with Luo Zhiheng's expression and words from yesterday. She was really heartbroken. Mu Yunhe felt a pain in his heart, not knowing if it was from Luo Zhiwu's kick or from the pain inside.
He was truly angry, heartbroken, annoyed, and bewildered.
What angered him was that Luo Zhiheng hadn't realized, or even considered, that he had his reasons for doing so. If she had still firmly believed in his deep love for her as before, she wouldn't have experienced the pain and emotions she felt yesterday. Mu Yunhe had to admit that three years was indeed an insurmountable chasm; Luo Zhiheng's trust in him had dwindled to almost nothing in those three years.
He felt heartbroken that she was injured; how could he bear to hurt her? But he was very surprised that he really hadn't used any force. Although the impact made a loud noise, it really couldn't have hurt Aheng. Why did Luo Zhiwu say that Aheng was unconscious and that Aheng was seriously injured with a fracture? Mu Yunhe's heart began to stir with anxiety. He regretted his rough actions yesterday, but what else could he do?
He had originally planned that once he left, that ghostly heat would definitely leave with him, and then Luo Zhiwu would have time to explain things to Luo Zhiheng. He thought Luo Zhiwu understood his intentions, but now it seems that everything was wrong.
Ah Heng, Ah Heng, you must be safe and sound!
The chaotic thoughts swirling in Mu Yunhe's mind were all related to Luo Zhiheng. He was like a walking corpse during the court session. It wasn't until the court was about to end that the emperor asked him about it, which was really just a way of offering condolences. After all, everyone knew that Mu Yunhe had just lost his wife, and they could understand what had happened that morning. They didn't know whether to feel sympathy or pity for Mu Yunhe.
After answering the emperor's question with a blank expression, Mu Yunhe asked the emperor for grain. For a moment, the hall was so quiet that a pin drop could be heard. Everyone looked at Mu Yunhe in disbelief. Didn't he despise that barbarian chieftain? Why would he help her ask for grain?
Because it was Mu Yunhe who spoke, the court was quiet. The emperor pondered for a long time, not wanting to offend Mu Yunhe, but also not wanting to give grain to the barbarians. Just as he was in a dilemma, the prime minister spoke up, and surprisingly, he sided with Mu Yunhe.
This is truly strange. Wasn't the Prime Minister battling Ruilin in court just the other day? How come he's suddenly willing to provide grain just a few days later? The ministers all realized one thing: it really is a femme fatale! The Prime Minister's agreement must be due to some manipulation by Luo Zhiwu. Everyone knows the Prime Minister, Luo Zhiwu, and the Emperor have an extremely close relationship. Would the Prime Minister refuse a request made by Luo Zhiwu on behalf of her lover?
Since two heavyweight figures in the court had spoken, one of whom was a high-ranking official, they had no say and listened obediently.
The emperor pondered for a long time before finally adjourning the court, saying he needed to think about it some more.
Mu Yunhe dragged his weary body home, and Xiao Xizi, with red eyes, reported: "Master, the Prince has arrived. She... she is waiting for you in the mourning hall of the Little Princess."
Xiao Xizi's sadness was genuine. He still called Luo Zhiheng "Little Princess," a term of endearment born of camaraderie, and she was the person who had helped Xiao Xizi grow the most. But Xiao Xizi never imagined that a simple trip to seek medical help would lead to Little Princess's permanent departure. And the King's face… how terrifying!
Chapter 1 is here. There will be one more chapter today. Hua Sha will continue to work hard. Please give me recommendation votes, comments, and monthly tickets. Poor Xiao Hehe is constantly being beaten up. The King of the World is even fiercer than his brother. Ugh!
Chapter 508: Truth Revealed, Xiang Settles the King's Situation! (Bonus Chapter for 40,000 Comments)
Updated: 2013-12-20 22:37:41 Word Count: 3582
Mu Yunhe sighed. Here we go again; trouble never seems to end. Luo Zhiwu knew Luo Zhiheng was still alive, which was somewhat reassuring, but the Prince Shi was a difficult opponent, as he was unaware that Luo Zhiheng was still alive. Moreover, with a ghost-like figure following him, it was impossible for him to reveal the truth even if he wanted to.
"Master, is the Little Princess really gone? This servant... this servant still feels like the Little Princess is here, just like yesterday. This servant is afraid that if I make a mistake, the Little Princess will still punish me as before." Xiao Xizi choked out, tears streaming down her face like a child. As her tears fell, Xiao Xizi noticed the blood on Mu Yunhe's arm and exclaimed, "Master, what happened? This servant will go find a doctor right away."
Mu Yunhe was also heartbroken. He patted Xiao Xizi on the shoulder, signaling him not to worry about it, and then walked heavily towards the mourning hall in the backyard. The battle with the Prince was going to be a tough one! If they didn't win, they could lose everything.
As soon as Mu Yunhe stepped across the threshold, a teacup flew out from inside. Mu Yunhe instinctively tried to dodge to the side, inwardly smiling bitterly. Today really was his day of disaster. Was he going to get beaten up wherever he went? In that moment of confusion, Mu Yunhe felt a burning sensation on his leg, followed by a burning pain.
The teacup contained hot tea!
Mu Yunhe walked in without changing his expression, as if the scalding tea on his clothes meant nothing to him. The King's inherent hostility was impossible to conceal, and Mu Yunhe's heart sank slightly. He said in a low voice, "Your Majesty."
The King stood before Luo Zhiheng's memorial tablet, her back to Mu Yunhe. Her back was slightly bent, her black hair was somewhat disheveled, and her hands were firmly on the table, as if she was trying her best to suppress something. Her voice was low, hoarse, and suppressed: "Mu Yunhe, what is this?"
Mu Yunhe remained silent, his expression shifting unpredictably. He truly didn't know how to bring it up with the Prince. Although this woman was shrewd, the matter of Luo Zhiheng was difficult to explain, and he really couldn't speak at this moment.
After a long silence, the King could no longer resist turning back to look at her. But when she turned, her swollen, red eyes and pale face came into view. This was the first time the incomparably beautiful King had looked so haggard, weary, and dejected.
Her finger trembled as she pointed at the memorial tablet, looked into Mu Yunhe's eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Please, Your Excellency, explain to me what this is!"
Mu Yunhe closed his eyes, unwilling to look at the memorial tablet bearing Luo Zhiheng's name. Heaven knows how much he wanted to destroy this damned tablet! His Aheng was still alive, and would surely live to be a hundred! Suppressing the anxiety in his heart, Mu Yunhe's voice was slightly hoarse and desperate: "It's Aheng's memorial tablet!"
A brief silence followed, a moment of utter stillness, as if all life on the vast earth had perished, a quiet that was suffocating and terrifying. But the next instant, the seemingly frozen king suddenly roared: "Bullshit!"
The Queen's eyes were bloodshot, and she was extremely agitated. She forcefully swept the memorial tablet to the ground, the wooden tablet hitting the ground with a jarring sound, just like the Queen's sharp and unquestionable rebuke: "I was only away on business for a few days, just a few short days! When I came back, you tried to deceive me with this?"
"Under what circumstances would you need this? Where is Aheng? Is she really dead? Mu Yunhe, where did you put Aheng? Or do you really not love Aheng anymore? You despise her, so you want to abandon her, you killed Aheng?! You're using this memorial tablet to deceive me, to deceive the Silver Moon Kingdom?!"
The King simply couldn't believe that Luo Zhiheng had died like that. It was too bizarre and unbelievable, wasn't it? How could anyone die so inexplicably? Without even a body? When she returned, the streets were buzzing with the news that Mu Yunsheng had been killed and that Luo Zhiheng was dead!
What was that? For the King, it was devastating news!
Her beloved niece, who had been in a coma for three years and had finally woken up, had to suffer another accident? Although the King of the World had not been in the Mu Dynasty for the past three years, his spies had carefully reported the news to her. Mu Yunhe was becoming more and more indifferent to Luo Zhiheng. Mu Yunhe would even go for more than ten days without stepping into Luo Zhiheng's courtyard. Even when Mu Yunhe was with Luo Zhiheng, he would never show the slightest sadness or longing for Luo Zhiheng to wake up.
This is Mu Yunhe! The revered and beloved High Priest, who knew that he was so cold-hearted while his wife was unconscious?
Given the Queen's personality, she would never tolerate Mu Yunhe like this. However, Luo Zhiheng loves Mu Yunhe, and she doesn't know if she will ever wake up again. What right does her aunt have to take her away from Mu Yunhe? She can only endure it, feel wronged, and dare not speak out, watching Mu Yunhe become more and more indifferent to Luo Zhiheng day by day!
But she never imagined that her indulgence and forbearance would one day become the beginning of Luo Zhiheng's disaster and the start of Mu Yunhe's sins!
"I absolutely refuse to believe that a perfectly healthy person can just disappear like this! Mu Yunhe, you must give me an explanation, give Her Majesty the Empress an explanation, and give the people of Silver Moon Kingdom an explanation! If you can't give me a clear answer, I will fight you to the death!" The King was furious, and his words were rapid and incoherent, switching between "I" and "my" all the time.