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

"This way, it won't delay each of us from finding a suitable partner."

"Clap!"

The purple-hair brush in Fu Yansheng's hand broke into two pieces.

"Ling Mohui, are you saying this on purpose to humiliate me? You really put a lot of thought into attracting my attention!"

In order to have sex with Fu Yansheng, the original owner had drugged his tea, secretly put a secret spring picture in a book, and even undressed in front of him. However, the more she indulged herself, the more Fu Yansheng despised her.

In Fu Yansheng's eyes, these were all new tricks that Ling Mohui had learned. She was just trying to play a game of hard to get.

"Since you are eager to have a man, I will grant your wish now!"

He picked her up and walked straight to the soft couch next to her.

Ling Mo's mind went blank in an instant.

Something is wrong! Why is the plot different from the book? Fu Yansheng is the heroine's man! Any man who dares to touch her will have a bad ending.

She doesn’t want to die yet!

"Stop! Fu Yansheng, let me go!" She struggled hard.

Although Fu Yansheng is a civil official, he is proficient in the six arts of a gentleman. In terms of strength, Ling Mohui is obviously no match for him.

"If you don't let go, don't blame me for turning my back on you!"

Whether it was influenced by the original owner's memory or out of sympathy, Ling Mohui felt nauseous when she thought that Fu Yansheng would use this hand to touch Ling Zhiyun in the future.

Just as he threw her onto the couch, Ling Mohui quickly pierced his arm with a silver needle.

Fu Yansheng's entire arm immediately lost consciousness.

"Do you know what you are doing?" He tightly grasped her hand holding the needle, and a strong sense of oppression emanated from his body.

His face turned pale and he sneered, "Isn't this what you've been thinking about day and night? Who are you acting for now?"

The reason why the original owner was able to marry Fu Yansheng was entirely because of the power and support of her mother's family.

At that time, Fu Yansheng had just won the first place in the imperial examination and had not yet established a firm foothold in the court, while Ling's father was already a famous general. The Ling family was interested in a marriage alliance and invited the Queen Mother to be a lobbyist. Fu Yansheng had no choice but to give in for the sake of his future.

However, how could he, with such a strong sense of self-esteem, endure such humiliation?

In addition, the original owner was the kind of second-generation official who only knew how to get by, so Fu Yansheng looked down on her even more.

Ling Mo raised her eyebrows and responded with sarcasm: "You are laughing at me, but aren't you laughing at yourself for bowing to the power back then?"

These words actually came from the mouth of that universally recognized idiot—Ling Mohui!

Fu Yansheng's pupils shrank slightly and he suddenly fell silent.

Ling Mohui coldly broke free from his hand: "I said I wanted a divorce, but I wasn't kidding. I was too naive before and didn't understand marriage. Now I understand. It's not too late to start over. Think about it carefully!"

After all, after a while, he will meet Ling Zhiyun and fall in love with her.

After the truth was exposed, he did not hide his feelings at all and had no sympathy for his original wife.

Although her family was very dissatisfied with Fu Yansheng's coldness towards her, his status was no longer the same as before. As the prime minister of the dynasty, how could the Ling family dare to make a scene?

In the end, they had no choice but to compromise and take Ling Zhiyun as their concubine.

In the book, it was after Ling Zhiyun stepped into the mansion that the original owner became almost crazy.

Rather than watching the situation deteriorate to the point where it cannot be handled, it would be better to break off the relationship now. When Ling Zhiyun officially marries into the mansion in the future, there will be no connection between them anymore.

As the eldest daughter of the general's mansion, her status would ensure that she would be safe and secure throughout her life even if she divorced and left the mansion.

As long as she doesn't find trouble to frame the heroine, her parents' family will be her most solid support.

Ling Mohui's plan was quickly coming to fruition in her mind, but reality is often much more bleak than ideal.

Fu Yansheng snorted coldly and said, "You can divorce, but it's up to me to decide. When I think the time is right, I will let you go. Before that, you have to behave yourself."

As the Prime Minister of the court, Fu Yansheng had a complicated and delicate relationship with the Ling family. The divorce involved a lot of things, so he had to think carefully. Fortunately, he finally agreed, so let's wait for now.

"Okay, then it's settled." Ling Mo responded promptly and neatly.

Fu Yansheng returned to his desk and sat down as if nothing had happened. His footsteps gradually faded away, leaving only one order: "Find out when she learned acupuncture, and who she has had contact with recently."

Following this order, a dark figure quietly and silently left the study.

As soon as Ling Mohui stepped into her room, her maid Moqi came forward with a piece of brocade of excellent quality in her hand.

"Miss, this is the fabric that Madam just sent someone to bring. She said you can wear it at the flower viewing party in two days."

Although Zhang was cold and unsociable, she was still considerate and caring towards Ling Mohui, her daughter-in-law.

As the plot progresses, Zhang's heart is gradually warmed by Ling Zhiyun, and she loves her very much, which undoubtedly becomes the last thing that crushes the original owner.

Ling Mohui smiled helplessly: "Put it away first."

"Miss, the style and texture of this fabric are very good. Don't you like it?" Mo Qi asked in surprise.

In the past, in order to please Zhang, the original owner would gladly accept any clothes she gave her. Even if those clothes were not to her liking, she would wear them with joy and show off everywhere that they were gifts from the lady.

"I don't like it!" The original owner has always been stupid, but she is not.

My mother-in-law, Ms. Zhang, has a cold personality and prefers plain and simple styles. Those clothes would seem out of place on a bright-looking woman like the original owner.

Zhang didn't have much contact with the original owner on a daily basis, so naturally she didn't pay much attention to her clothing preferences.

However, outsiders would not think so. The whole city knew that the original owner was not favored, so it was natural to think that she was also treated coldly by her mother-in-law. The original owner's stupid head would never think of this, and she didn't even know that she was being made a laughing stock.

"Don't force it if it doesn't fit. It didn't suit the young lady to begin with." Mo Hua agreed smartly, urging Mo Qi to put away the new cloth and asking other maids to bring a pile of colorful clothes.

"These are new products that arrived at the Jade Embroidery Pavilion a few days ago. Please take your pick, Miss Ren." Ling Mo picked and chose, and finally chose a light pink floral dress. It was charming and unconventional, and it suited her temperament very well.

……

The flower viewing party was held as scheduled.

Princess Ning An personally hosted the banquet every year, and this year was no exception. The original owner had never been to the flower-viewing banquet in the past, so this year was the first time.

"Young Madam, please get off the carriage." Just as the coachman finished speaking, there was a heavy knock on the carriage door.

"Oh, isn't this the unloved wife of the Prime Minister? She's here to attend this year, too?"

The voice was full of sarcasm. It was Wei Ruoming, the eldest son of Marquis Changshun and the only son of the eldest princess.

In the early years, the General's Mansion and Princess Ning'an had a feud, so the original owner and Wei Ruoming had been at odds with each other since childhood.

Ling Mohui calmly lifted the carriage curtain and looked at Wei Ruoming calmly with her bright eyes.