After the divorce, I wanted to give up, but the Prime Minister took me into his arms in the street

At the same time, outside this corner of laughter and joy, in a luxuriously decorated cabin, two powerful figures sat quietly facing each other. Their every move affected the lifeblood of the empire.

The curtains were hanging lightly, blocking out the noise from the outside world. The young emperor held the queen's hand tightly, which was a token of deep affection and a silent promise.

"Queen, tonight's musical feast is breathtaking. Is there any performer whose style particularly impressed you?"

His words were gentle and inquiring, and his eyes fell gently on the queen, looking forward to her answer.

The queen's lips drew up a gentle smile, and her tone was as soft as the warm spring sun: "Dayu is a land of talents, and talented men and beautiful women are everywhere, but what I especially remember is the song "Longing", the beauty of its sound is like heavenly music."

The emperor's eyes flickered when he heard this, as if he had already made up his mind: "My beloved concubine only loves Chang Xiangsi? This is interesting."

Then he turned to the eunuch standing beside him and ordered, "Go and find out who the woman who sang "Longing" is."

The eunuch had been prepared. Hearing this, he immediately bowed and replied, "Your Majesty, that is the wife of the Prime Minister, Master Fu, Ling Mo."

"It turned out to be Ling Mohui?" A hint of surprise flashed in the emperor's eyes. "Everyone says that she is a vase in the capital. It seems that the rumors from ancient times cannot be fully trusted."

The emperor turned his thoughts and asked about another woman: "I heard that the woman playing the piano is also a beauty. Do you know her identity?"

The eunuch quickly replied, "Your Majesty, that is the third young lady of the general's mansion who just returned from another province. Her name is Ling Zhiyun."

The emperor pondered for a moment, then nodded slowly, with a flash of determination in his eyes: "Well, Ling Zhiyun is indeed a good choice. How about this, I will let her enter the palace, accompany the queen, and play the piano for the queen to relieve her boredom. In this way, the queen mother will not urge me to take a concubine anymore."

Upon hearing this, the Queen smiled gently and said softly, "Everything will be in accordance with your Majesty's will."

The elegant act of the emperor and empress enjoying music while boating soon became a legend inside and outside the capital.

But this news was a bolt from the blue for the General's Mansion.

Upon hearing this incident, the whole family was extremely anxious, knowing that if Ling Zhiyun was really chosen to enter the palace, she would undoubtedly be sent to a gorgeous but lonely cage.

The palace walls are deep, and despite the supreme honor, it is difficult to be treated sincerely. This is undoubtedly a tragedy for Ling Zhiyun, who yearns for freedom and pure love.

For this reason, even Ding, who is usually steady and responsible in managing the household, and Ling Zhiyun's eldest brother began to frequently go in and out of the Grand Secretary's Mansion. They hoped that Fu Yansheng, the prime minister and the emperor's confidant, might be able to use his power to reverse the emperor's decision and win a different future for Ling Zhiyun.

Although Ling Mohui was unwilling to get involved in this muddy water, she knew very well that in Fu Yansheng's heart, which was as deep as a pool, Ling Zhiyun's position was like a rock, indestructible.

Fu Yansheng would definitely not want to see her set foot in the palace and endure the endless constraints and struggles.

The twists and turns of the plot are like a sudden rainstorm in spring, catching people off guard.

Fu Yansheng, regardless of his status, went to the palace in person and begged for the emperor's grace, willing to marry Ling Zhiyun as his equal wife.

This scene should have been a beautiful story of deep love and friendship, but due to the emperor's slight annoyance and Ling Zhiyun's pride in refusing the marriage proposal, it ended up being a regret.

In the end, she was only able to enter the Fu Mansion as a concubine, and the contempt contained in that was enough to make people feel chilled.

Ling Mohui sat leisurely by the window, gently crushing melon seed shells between her fingers, her eyes blurred as she wandered between memories and reality, her thoughts complex and indistinguishable like clouds.

But this tranquility was broken by the hurried footsteps and worried faces in the ink painting.

"Miss, this is not the usual gossip."

Mo Hua's voice was slightly trembling, and the worry in his words seemed to weigh heavily on the room, "It's about the secret of the Third Miss and the Master's trip north, and the hero who sacrificed himself to block the sword..."

Ling Mohui's heart was in turmoil when she heard this. This was completely different from the gentle and indifferent story line in her memory. It was as if someone had deliberately stirred up the water and created waves.

"This rumor is going to drag us sisters and even the entire General's Mansion into the center of the vortex!"

Mo Hua's voice was filled with despair and indignation, and there was a gleam of help in his eyes.

Fu Yansheng is a man of great power, and a few romantic affairs only add a bit of unruly charm to him.

But it is different for women. They will become the topic of conversation among the people, and the scars on their reputation are difficult to erase.

Now that the storm has arrived and Ling Zhiyun's reputation has been damaged, Fu Yansheng's reaction has undoubtedly become the focus of everyone's attention.

Ling Mo thought to herself that perhaps this was a godsend opportunity that would allow Fu Yansheng to accept the proposal of divorce and create a clear sky for Ling Zhiyun.

At this moment, Fu Yansheng's figure approached silently, and his appearance always seemed to easily break all the peace and planning.

"What's the matter?" Ling Mo turned around to see him. She appeared calm on the surface, but her heart was turbulent.

Fu Yansheng slowly sat down beside her, frowning slightly, as if there was something difficult to say.

"There is something I need to discuss with you."

Ling Mohui had a premonition in her heart, but she still pretended to be relaxed and responded calmly: "If you have something to say, just say it directly."

Fu Yansheng took a deep breath and finally spoke: "You should have heard some of the rumors about Zhiyun outside."

Ling Mohui's heart was filled with ripples, but her face remained imperceptibly calm: "You want to cancel our engagement so that you can accept Ling Zhiyun, right?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Yansheng held Ling Mohui's hand tightly. His eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, and were full of unquestionable determination: "No, you will always be my only wife."

Ling Mohui frowned slightly and pulled her hand back impatiently: "Then what do you want to do? Do you really want to enjoy the happiness of having two wives?"

Fu Yansheng looked at her deeply, his tone becoming more serious: "Your third sister is in a precarious situation. If I don't lend a helping hand, I'm afraid she will have trouble gaining a foothold in Kyoto in the future. Blood is thicker than water, I believe you also hope that she can be safe, don't you?"

"Besides, the emperor has already made plans in his mind to include Zhiyun in the harem. Taking this opportunity, he cleverly welcomes her to the mansion. This way, he can cleverly avoid the complicated etiquette of direct royal involvement, and at the same time, he can also gain respect and honor for Zhiyun and the general's mansion. This is undoubtedly the most thoughtful arrangement."

"You don't need to explain these profound principles to me in a long speech. It's not that I don't agree with you taking her as a concubine. It's just that my third sister is the daughter of the general's principal wife, and it's not fair to let her live in a side room. If a decision can be made quickly, it will be a relief for everyone." Ling Mohui said in a firm and earnest tone.

Seeing Ling Mohui's firm stance, Fu Yansheng's expression darkened: "My meaning is very clear. Divorce is definitely not an option I would consider."