Updated: 2014-01-19 22:36:22 Word Count: 4784
"Shouldn't it be the seven emotions and six desires?" Luo Zhiheng grasped the key point.
The old man nodded with a smile, deliberately hesitating to make Luo Zhiheng anxious, but seeing Luo Zhiheng's cold and impatient gaze, he snorted, "It's true that there are seven emotions and six desires, but that applies to normal people. Mu Yunhe is not a normal person now. He is missing a trace of emotion among his seven emotions and six desires, and that missing emotion is precisely love. Without the emotion and desire of love, he naturally has no love, and naturally he doesn't remember you."
"And there's an extra wisp of desire in his soul, the desire of the Great Demon King, which has somehow mixed into Mu Yunhe's body. This has caused Mu Yunhe to be full of evil aura and very lecherous." The old man winked and grinned, quite gloating.
Luo Zhiheng gritted her teeth, she couldn't have imagined such a thing even if she racked her brains, and hurriedly asked, "Will Mu Yunhe be in danger? Is the Great Demon King still alive? Is he still involved in Mu Yunhe's body and soul? Could there be another soul-stealing incident?"
The old man shook his head and said, "Of course not. That was just a fleeting desire of the Demon King; it couldn't cause any trouble at all. Besides, I'm right here with Mu Yunhe." He stroked his chin and said mysteriously, "But Mu Yunhe is so lecherous, always attracting attention. Aren't you angry? Do you know how many women Mu Yunhe has right now?"
Luo Zhiheng said coldly, "I'll beat out as many women as he has! Mu Yunhe is mine."
"Good ambition! Then I wish you good luck." The old man praised loudly, his smile as wide as a cat that had just stolen some cream.
Luo Zhiheng really didn't know how to respect this somewhat disrespectful old man, and said irritably, "Since Mu Yunhe has forgotten love, does he still remember other people?"
"Of course not, he forgot everything. When a person's soul is completely destroyed, they can no longer live. It was only because I dared to appear at the most critical moment that I was able to preserve his three souls and seven spirits. Although Mu Yunhe can be said to be a person now, he is actually no longer within the realm of the human. He should be considered a demigod." The old man said proudly.
Luo Zhiheng almost burst out laughing. A demigod? Hmm, why not a charlatan? She said coldly, "Just tell me whether Mu Yunhe is still in danger, and whether that great demon king will stir up trouble again?"
"Don't worry, it definitely won't happen." The old man patted his chest loudly.
The next moment, a commotion came from outside the courtyard. The old man immediately looked at Luo Zhiheng with a gloating expression, while Luo Zhiheng raised her eyebrows in surprise. The voice was clearly a woman's voice.
The old man said mysteriously, "Little kid, you'd better stop now. Don't hold back. I'm rooting for you."
Luo Zhiheng frowned, not having time to figure out the reason, when a group of people rushed into the courtyard—or rather, a group of women! Luo Zhiheng's eyelids twitched, and before she could speak, an incomparably beautiful woman pointed arrogantly at Luo Zhiheng's nose and said in a shrill voice, "So it was you who bullied our husband? How dare you bully my husband, Ruan Jiaoxia's husband! I'll beat you so badly that even your own mother wouldn't recognize you!"
Luo Zhiheng sneered repeatedly, picked her ear lazily, and said, "A spineless coward?"
"Why did you call me!" the woman said angrily, hands on her hips.
Luo Zhiheng laughed loudly: "It's nothing, I just thought your name was very creative, 'soft-legged shrimp,' hmm, it suits you quite well. Don't you think so, old man?"
The old man chuckled loudly to himself, and upon hearing this, he nodded repeatedly, clearly showing great admiration for Luo Zhiheng.
The other women were furious at the sight. This old man! They had fawned over him so much, yet he remained indifferent, always finding excuses to humiliate them, and even using strange drugs to swindle them. Almost every woman there had been cheated by the old man. If it weren't for the Mu family's extreme reverence and respect for him, they would have plucked all his beards long ago!
"You're the coward! I'm the daughter of the Prefect, how many heads do you have to chop off if you offend me?" Ruan Jiaoxia was arrogant and domineering, and the other women clearly regarded her as their representative and leader.
Luo Zhiheng gritted her teeth in anger, but smiled and said, "The Prefect's daughter, you're so powerful, I'm so scared. How about this, you go home today and let your father come and chop off my head. Just tell him that Luo Zhiheng is in the Mu Prince's mansion, and if he dares to come and chop off my head, I, Luo Zhiheng, will not even blink an eye!"
As soon as she spoke, the group of women gasped in surprise, with one even asking incredulously, "You're Luo Zhiheng?! That's impossible!"
"That's impossible! Isn't Luo Zhiheng already dead?"
“Luo Zhiheng died a year ago. My husband became like this because he was too heartbroken. His personality has changed drastically.”
"That's right. If it weren't for the serious shock my husband suffered, we wouldn't have had the chance to become his women."
A group of women chattered excitedly, their initial shock turning into excitement. Luo Zhiheng's eyes twitched violently, and she hissed, "Shut the hell up! Anyone who dares to say another word, I'll rip their tongue out!"
The roguish Luo Zhiheng silenced the group of delicate female prostitutes, but each of them was still unconvinced and continued to whisper among themselves.
Luo Zhiheng pointed at the spineless man and said, "You tell me, how exactly did you get involved with Mu Yunhe? Did he make you call him 'husband'? Did you... share a bed with him?"
Ruan Jiaoxia blushed upon hearing this. Although she appeared outgoing, she was still quite reserved at heart. She was both angry and shy upon hearing this, but more than anything, she felt dejected and resentful.
Upon seeing her expression, and the expressions of the other women, Luo Zhiheng knew that they were definitely not yet Mu Yunhe's women. Her gloomy mood suddenly dissipated, replaced by bright sunshine.
Although she loathed Mu Yunhe for bringing back so many women, as long as Mu Yunhe was still innocent, she figured these women would naturally have to get rid of her now that she was back. How dare they covet her man! They had no nerve!
After saying goodbye to the old man, Luo Zhiheng ignored the group of women and went directly to Prince Mu, stating her purpose: "I want to come back and live in Prince Mu's mansion, but there can be no concubines in this mansion who are not me and bear the title of Mu Yunhe's woman! I want those women to go back to where they came from."
She was merely informing them, not discussing anything. She didn't really need to come, but since Mu Yunhe had such a good relationship with him and his father, she naturally felt it was her duty as a daughter-in-law, especially since her father-in-law and brother-in-law seemed quite kind. No one is perfect; everyone makes mistakes. Since they were sincerely trying to change, she would give them a chance.
Prince Mu said in a deep voice, "You are the mistress of this house. You naturally have the right to deal with those useless people. You don't need to tell me."
This was delegating authority. Luo Zhiheng was somewhat surprised by Prince Mu's attitude, but more than that, she was grateful. She stood up and said, "Then I'll go and make the arrangements."
"Wait!" Prince Mu called out to Luo Zhiheng, then hesitated and asked, "That year, did you really have a child? Did I really kill one of your and He'er's children?"
This was perhaps the deepest pain in Prince Mu's life. For so many years, he had the same nightmare: a pitiful child crying to him in his dream, crying his heart out. Prince Mu would always wake up from this nightmare in terror, and then remain awake all night until dawn.
Luo Zhiheng was taken aback, then remembered the lie from many years ago, and explained, "Perhaps it was my lie that brought me retribution. At that time, I didn't have a child but said that the child was dead. Later, I had a child, and that child did not survive. I really did lose a child, the child that Yunhe and I had always longed for."
Prince Mu was filled with shock and grief. Although he knew this story before, hearing it again still felt like his heart was being torn apart. He had indeed lost a grandson.
"It's all in the past. From now on, just live your lives well and don't make things difficult for each other. You and He'er have had it so hard, so don't make things difficult for each other. Just live your lives well. Things will get better in the future," said Prince Mu.
Luo Zhiheng smiled noncommittally and strode away.
Following the sudden return of Luo Zhiheng, the mistress of the house, the entire Mu Prince's mansion was thrown into turmoil. The nude photos had barely been returned when a purge began. Anyone discovered was expelled from the mansion, especially Mu Yunhe's women.
You wouldn't believe it until you see it! Mu Yunhe managed to acquire a staggering thirty-seven women in just six months!
What is he planning to do? Open a brothel?
Luo Zhiheng laughed maliciously as she compiled a roster. She was in her own courtyard, with Qi Wan, who was full of anger, on her left and the wet nurse with a gloomy face on her right. Xiao Xizi and Xiao Yongzi protected Luo Zhiheng tightly like two guardian generals.
The mistress was back, and Xiao Xizi and Xiao Yongzi were overjoyed, weeping with happiness. The past year hadn't been easy for them either. Xiao Xizi's injuries had only fully healed in the last few months, while Xiao Yongzi had been responsible for taking care of Mu Yunhe. However, he was determined to be a man and didn't want anyone to cut off his manhood. He had boasted that he still wanted to get married someday. Therefore, Xiao Yongzi's gaze towards Qi Wan was full of affection.
A table was placed in front of Luo Zhiheng, who casually flipped through the roster and lightly tapped with her slender finger: "Zhang Xiaohua, step forward."
Four rows of women stood before her, each dressed in a flamboyant manner, glaring defiantly at Luo Zhiheng. One voluptuous woman swayed forward, raising an eyebrow and sneering, "Is this the mistress of the house, newly appointed? Her first act is already so eager to spread to the backyard."
"All you do in the Mu Prince's Mansion is gossip and sow discord, and you also eat and sleep. You have made no contribution to the Mu Prince's Mansion and waste its food. The Mu Prince's Mansion has decided that it can no longer tolerate your pig-raising behavior. So now I announce that you are to leave and pack your bags and get out of here," Luo Zhiheng said loudly and seriously.
Those women who had been tricked by Zhang Xiaohua and had grudges against her laughed gleefully. Zhang Xiaohua's face flushed red with anger, and she roared with her large belly, "Who dares to say I haven't contributed to the Mu Prince's Mansion? Who dares to say I'm lazy and good-for-nothing? I'm carrying Your Highness's blood in my belly!"
Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent!
All the women stared wide-eyed at Zhang Xiaohua's belly, which was noticeably larger than a few days ago. Envy, jealousy, disbelief, and even a frantic urge to kick Zhang Xiaohua's belly off were all palpable. They were all prettier than Zhang Xiaohua, so why didn't Your Excellency touch them? Instead, you got this pig Zhang Xiaohua pregnant?
Luo Zhiheng remained calm, and said with a half-smile, "Are you sure your belly isn't full of fat and intestines?"
Everyone burst into laughter, feeling incredibly relieved. That fatso's belly was nothing but a pile of grease!
Zhang Xiaohua retorted, "The child in my belly is yours. If you dare to insult me, you are insulting you. I'll show you what you're capable of!"
Zhang Xiaohua swayed her obese body and ran off quickly, causing the ground to shake and nearly launching them into the air. Luo Zhiheng's eyelids twitched, and she said with a sigh, "That woman... how could she get so fat? Is she a behemoth? It's understandable that Mu Yunhe would bring back someone, but bringing back a pig... is he going to open a slaughterhouse?"
The women who heard her words burst into laughter, tears streaming down their faces. But their laughter stopped abruptly when Luo Zhiheng began calling out names again. The charges against those called out were varied and never repeated, leaving the women ashen-faced. Some, like Zhang Xiaohua, ran out to fetch help, but they were like meat buns fed to dogs—gone and never to return. Despair began to set in among the women.
In the end, thanks to Luo Zhiheng's sharp tongue, not one of the thirty-odd women was able to stay.
The women protested angrily: "We won't leave! You have no right to drive us away! We are your women."
Luo Zhiheng sneered: "Protest denied. Xiao Xizi, Xiao Yongzi, and Seven Bowls Wet Nurse, throw them out!"
The scene instantly descended into chaos, but Mu Yunhe's roar rang out just in time: "Stop! I'd like to see who dares to touch my woman!"
When the group of women saw Mu Yunhe appear, they rushed over as if they had seen a meat bun, each one of them tearfully recounting their grievances, looking pitiful and delicate.
Mu Yunhe's face was grim. He comforted the women closest to him, showing a hint of chivalry. But the Mu Yunhe of the past would never have given another woman a second glance!
Mu Yunhe pointed at Luo Zhiheng and angrily said, "What are you doing pointing fingers in my backyard? These are my women, and I won't allow them to leave!"
Luo Zhiheng's voice turned truly cold at this moment: "Your women? You say they are your women? Then what am I to you?"
Mu Yunhe was taken aback, then curled his lip in disgust and said, "You're just a nobody, how dare you compare yourself to my women?"
Luo Zhiheng was filled with rage, and said in a cold voice, "Nanny! Throw those bastards out! If they dare to resist or linger, then use force, regardless of life or death! Let's see if they really love Mu Yunhe to the point of being willing to die for him!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the women's expressions all changed drastically.
568. A silent rivalry!
Updated: 2014-01-20 22:32:43 Word Count: 3448
Luo Zhiheng's words were quite skillful; with just one sentence, she spurred a group of women into a frenzy, leaving them with no way to advance or retreat.
A group of women were even noisier than the ducks before, cursing Luo Zhiheng, pointing at Luo Zhiheng's nose and crying in a strange tone, and some of them were even circling around Mu Yunhe.
Luo Zhiheng watched coldly as the wet nurse unleashed her full power, grabbing the nearest woman and slamming her to the ground. The woman's body arced through the air in a dazzling display before crashing to the ground with a loud thud. Instantly, the world fell silent.
The other women stared in disbelief at the scene. They never expected the wet nurse to actually throw someone out, especially right in front of Mu Yunhe. How arrogant was she?!
Everyone looked at Mu Yunhe with pale faces. Seeing that Mu Yunhe's face was even more unsightly, they were relieved. The woman named Zhang Xiaohua, who claimed to be pregnant, staggered over and choked out, "Husband, please look at this! Is there no justice in this world? This is in the Prince's mansion, right in front of you! How dare this woman be so arrogant? If you don't discipline her, what will become of her? She might even burn down our entire mansion!"
"Shut up! You stupid pig, you're not allowed to speak in front of Miss!" Qi Wan shouted angrily, taking a step forward to grab the woman.
Actually, the woman wasn't particularly fat, just quite plump, but rather pretty and agile. Qi Wan missed his grab, and Zhang Xiaohua laughed smugly and arrogantly, saying, "Like master, like servant. Looking at you, you're a fool too. Your master isn't much better."
"If she can't catch you, I can!" the wet nurse said coldly, appearing in front of Zhang Xiaohua in the blink of an eye. She lifted Zhang Xiaohua up and spun her around in mid-air, sending shivers of fear through the crowd of women. The wet nurse then asked, "Master, what should we do with this vile woman? Kill her or torture her first?"
Luo Zhiheng glanced coldly at Mu Yunhe, seemingly smiling casually, but said in a hateful voice, "Throw him out, dead or alive!"
These words terrified the women, though some remained unconvinced. The wet nurse, however, actually threw the woman violently into the air. Zhang Xiaohua's loud voice rang out sharply in mid-air, then abruptly disappeared. The ground trembled slightly, and then Zhang Xiaohua vanished without a sound.
This woman, who was supposedly pregnant with Mu Yunhe's child, was thrown out right in front of Mu Yunhe, oblivious to her fate.
The group of women who had been so arrogant before, and who had become even more impressive upon seeing Mu Yunhe, were now all trembling with fear. They looked at Luo Zhiheng as if they had seen a ghost.
Mu Yunhe trembled with rage, pointing at Luo Zhiheng and stammering out several "you"s, unable to articulate what he was trying to say. Finally, he roared, "Luo Zhiheng, you bastard! How dare you touch my people in front of me! You're asking for death!"
Luo Zhiheng stood up, her whole body radiating a sharp and cold aura. She smiled with narrowed eyes, but the smile didn't reach her eyes: "You're going to kill me for these women? Mu Yunhe, you've really impressed me."
Mu Yunhe raised his chin and said sternly, "Do you think I wouldn't dare?"
"Do you dare?" Luo Zhiheng laughed loudly, walked out from behind the desk, and stepped up to Mu Yunhe. Her gaze was sharp as she said, "Then come and kill me! Stab me in the heart! I'm right in front of you. If you want to kill me for those vile women, come on!"
She pressed forward aggressively, forcing Mu Yunhe to retreat step by step, even feeling a sense of unease as he dared not look her in the eye. A pang of guilt surged within him. Mu Yunhe didn't know why he felt guilty, but he just felt he was no longer in the right.
As he almost unconsciously retreated to the group of women, Mu Yunhe, the man who had been begging for men, finally exploded. Being pushed to this point by a woman, especially in front of other women, made Mu Yunhe feel extremely humiliated. He shouted angrily, "What if I kill you? You're not welcome in my house. You're the one who insisted on coming here. If you don't like it, you can leave. No one's stopping you. But what right do you have to point fingers and interfere in my backyard? Don't be so self-righteous in front of me. No matter who you are, no matter what they say about you, I don't know you, and I don't want to know a woman like you!"
"A woman like me? What kind of woman am I, Mu Yunhe? Do you really understand?" Mu Yunhe's words deeply hurt Luo Zhiheng. She asked, yet laughed freely. Glancing at the group of women who seemed to be enjoying the show, Luo Zhiheng said coldly, "These women are laughing at me. You're turning your dislike into anger and disgust and throwing it back at me. You may not remember me, but they know me. But they're humiliating me right now. They know you're mine, yet they still act arrogantly in front of me. If I could tolerate them, let them live here or leave unscathed, then I, Luo Zhiheng, wouldn't be Luo Zhiheng!"
"Why should I interfere in your affairs? Just because you're my man, just because we made vows of eternal love, we promised to stay together forever, I won't allow these unrelated women to exist between us! Mu Yunhe, you think you're so great just because you don't remember me? You want me to leave? You're dreaming! You've made me so unhappy, so tormented, I'll make you experience what it's like to live a life worse than death!"
"You don't love me anymore, do you? Fine, that's fine! But you'll have to pay the price for not loving me!" Every word Luo Zhiheng spoke was extremely resolute and ruthless, even resounding. Her gaze was cold and sharp, and she exuded an overbearing aura, as proud as a queen who would not tolerate the slightest slander or resistance. Every word and action of hers was ruthless and decisive.
Mu Yunhe's heart skipped a beat; her gaze and words had made him uncontrollably believe her. But the price she mentioned made him inexplicably uneasy. Perhaps it was because Luo Zhiheng's attitude was too resolute that Mu Yunhe was momentarily at a loss for words to express his power.