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

The boy shrank back at her anger and responded nonchalantly, "Oh, so that's how it is. You really are a good person."

This sentence undoubtedly added fuel to the fire.

It was dusk when night fell, and Ling Mohui was exhausted, with her eyelids becoming heavier.

Most of the people around me couldn't resist the invasion of sleepiness.

Just as everyone was about to fall asleep, a gust of wind blew by, and Mo Yi and the eunuchs from the palace rushed in, shouting, "Sir, the emperor is summoning you."

At this moment, a scream broke the silence of the night: "Ah! There's a snake!"

This sudden action frightened the leading young man so much that he trembled and loosened his hands. Ling Mohui seized the opportunity, broke free from the restraints and ran towards Wei Ruoming.

Seeing this, Fu Yansheng frowned slightly, and it was obvious that he was quite dissatisfied with Ling Mohui's adventurous behavior.

"Mohui, are you okay?" Yuan Fangfang anxiously stepped forward and checked the situation carefully.

When her eyes fell on Ling Mohui's back, she suddenly discovered a faint trace of blood on her clothes: "Mohui, your back injury seems to have split open."

Ling Mohui endured the pain and panted weakly: "It's okay, I'll go back and recuperate."

Her strength was heartbreaking, and it also made Fu Yansheng's eyes even more serious, staring at the young men with icy eyes.

"Catch them all!" Fu Yansheng growled.

Ling Mohui however spoke up to stop them at this moment: "Leave him alive!"

Her command made everyone look at each other in surprise.

Wei Ruoming frowned slightly, his tone full of confusion: "They attacked you so ruthlessly that your injuries became more serious. Why do you still have mercy on them?"

Ling Mohui sat aside and responded calmly: "Although they acted evilly, in my eyes, they are just a group of poor children who have gone astray. If they were not forced into a desperate situation by life, how could they easily choose such an extreme path?"

After saying that, she turned her gaze to Fu Yansheng, who had remained silent.

Fu Yansheng felt her gaze and fell into deep thought.

After a long while, the corners of his lips moved slightly, "Leave him alive."

With the disappearance of Ling Mohui's "bargaining chip", the teenagers were quickly subdued.

As a court official, Fu Yansheng had to rush to the palace to report to the emperor.

Before leaving, he found Yuan Jiacheng and solemnly reminded him: "The safety of Ling Mohui and Zhang Xiyue is entirely in your hands. Make sure they return to the mansion safely."

Yuan Jiacheng responded without hesitation: "Don't worry, whether it's my cousin or the young lady, I will definitely deliver them to the mansion safely."

Fu Yansheng's gaze fell on Ling Mohui again. Her calmness at the moment made him feel a little strange.

No matter what difficulties she encountered in the past, she would always seek his protection with tears and coquettishness.

He couldn't help but wonder, but he had no time to delve into it.

Yuan Fangfang was worried about Ling Mohui's injuries. She offered to ride in the same car with Ling Mohui so that she could take good care of her on the way.

The carriage moved slowly forward in the night. Ling Mohui gazed at the bright lights outside the window, but an indescribable fatigue quietly rose in her heart.

She turned her head slightly and looked at Yuan Fangfang, her voice slightly weak: "Miss Yuan, could you please take me to the General's Mansion?"

Yuan Fangfang was shocked when she heard this, "Aren't you going back to the Grand Secretary's Mansion?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she realized her slip of the tongue.

The fact that Prime Minister Fu chose to save his cousin rather than his wife at a critical moment of life and death would undoubtedly make any woman feel chilled.

Yuan Fangfang quickly adjusted her tone, "Okay, I'll take you back to the General's Mansion right away."

She turned the carriage around and felt a surge of admiration for Ling Mohui.

It is rare that Ling Mohui could remain so calm and composed in the face of such a sudden change.

In fact, Ling Mohui was not indifferent to Fu Yansheng's choice. What she needed at the moment was a stable environment to heal her body and mind.

However, Fu Yansheng's mansion could not give her what she needed.

The carriage finally stopped steadily in front of the majestic gate of the general's mansion, and Ling Mohui got off the carriage with the help of Yuan Fangfang.

To her surprise, Yuan Jiacheng had followed her silently all the way and was still guarding her until this moment.

"Thank you, Master Yuan, for your careful protection along the way."

Although Ling Mohui harbored resentment towards Fu Yansheng, she couldn't help but admire Yuan Jiacheng's attitude towards things.

He shook his head slightly, then sighed softly, "Brother Fu is not completely ignoring your feelings, but everyone has selfish desires, and he will inevitably be biased at certain times."

Everyone around could clearly sense that Fu Yansheng cared more about his cousin than his wife Ling Mohui.

In response, Ling Mohui could only smile bitterly, "Mr. Yuan, you really worry too much. I'm used to it."

Shortly after the two left, a dark shadow ran straight towards the gate of the general's mansion.

Ling Mohui was immersed in her thoughts and was surprised by the sudden visitor.

The person on the horse was Wei Ruoming, and behind him was an old man with a short white beard.

The old man was dressed in a solemn official uniform of an imperial physician and carried a medicine box on his shoulder.

It was the highly respected Director of Imperial Hospital.

Wei Ruoming's words were concise and powerful. "I've asked the director to come over and check your injuries."

Ling Mohui's eyes were slightly hot, and a warm current surged in her heart, "I am truly honored that you have taken so much trouble."

Wei Ruoming's eyebrows softened, and his tone was sincere and firm: "What are you talking about? You are my savior. Now that you are injured, how can I just sit there and watch? Let the hospital director treat you quickly, and don't delay your condition."

Faced with Wei Ruoming's deep affection and loyalty, Ling Mohui naturally did not dare to be negligent in the slightest.

When the servants of the general's mansion saw Ling Mo returning to the mansion, they respectfully led her in and quickly passed the news to the masters in the mansion.

The Pu Yu Garden where the original owner lived is located in the most quiet and scenic place in the general's mansion.

Although the original owner did not live here for a long time after marriage, the courtyard has always remained clean and elegant, silently showing the general's meticulous love for the original owner.

The director followed Ling Mohui into the quiet and peaceful Pu Yu Garden. The maids had already been waiting there and quickly set up the examination table for the director.

The hospital director carefully examined Ling Mohui's wound and confirmed that she was not seriously injured. He just reminded her earnestly: "Young Madam, it is best for you to rest in the mansion for the next few days and try to avoid tearing the wound on your back again due to strenuous activities."

Hearing this, Ling Mohui nodded solemnly, her gratitude evident in her words.

Yuan Zheng packed up his medicine box and prepared to leave. Before leaving, he turned around and smiled, saying gently, "I will go and reply to the prince right away. Madam, please rest assured and don't worry about me."

After he finished speaking, his figure gradually disappeared outside the courtyard gate.

Before the footsteps completely disappeared, Ling's mother had already stepped into the yard with an anxious look on her face.

Although she had just recovered, her face looked extremely pale at the moment. It was obvious that she was overly worried about her daughter and was feeling uneasy.

"Mo Hui, why did you come back so late? Did you have a conflict with Yan Sheng?"