However, it is too late to regret now.

If Zhao Yu knew that she chose him for such a special reason, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Zhao Yu's thoughts were always hard to fathom, and she didn't dare to imagine how he would react.

"It's getting late, I'll get up first! If you're still sleepy, just lie down for a while."

Ling Mohui hurriedly jumped up from the bed and left the room almost as if she was escaping, leaving behind a room full of complexity and unsolved mysteries.

She sat down gently on the ancient stone steps outside the door. The spring sunshine shone through the gaps between the leaves and fell on her slightly tired face, bringing a touch of warmth.

Beside the stone steps, a few wild flowers swayed in the wind, as if adding a bit of tranquility to this short rest.

After a while, a group of servants hurried into the house carrying heavy buckets, and the busy sounds broke the surrounding tranquility.

Afterwards, Zhao Yu changed into his usual simple yet elegant clothes and walked out slowly, with an imperceptible gentleness in his eyes.

"Let's go, mother is still waiting for us in the main hall to serve tea!"

Ling Mohui secretly reminded herself that she needed to maintain an appropriate distance between herself and Zhao Yu. After all, there are differences between men and women. This is a truth she has gradually realized in recent years.

She may not have cared about it in the past, but as she grew up she learned the limits and propriety of life.

The two quickened their pace, walked through the winding corridor, and finally stood side by side in the corridor leading to the main hall.

Almost at the same time, they shouted out the affectionate "Mom!"

The voices intertwined in the air, carrying a hint of urgency and anticipation.

Zhao Yuezhao was dancing with a sword in the yard to relieve her boredom when she heard the sound. The sword's light was like water, reflecting her still agile figure.

Hearing the call, she gracefully put away her sword and gently handed it to the servant waiting beside her, saying with a bit of reproach and pampering in her tone: "Here I come!"

After entering the house, Zhao Yuezhao sat down, and the maids quickly and orderly served him fragrant tea.

Ling Mohui and Zhao Yuyi followed etiquette and respectfully offered tea to Zhao Yuezhao. Every movement revealed their respect and love for their elders.

After Zhao Yuezhao finished drinking, she smiled slightly and signaled the servants to give the two the gifts that had been prepared long ago. Her words were full of maternal love: "You are the closest people in my life. Seeing you get married, I am so happy that I can't express it in words."

However, her tone changed and became a little serious: "But, I still have to say something. It is a good thing for young people to be energetic, but they must also know how to cherish their bodies and not overwork. Yu'er, look at your dark circles. I'm afraid you didn't get enough rest last night!"

Ling Mohui glanced at Zhao Yu, only to see him subconsciously touching his eye sockets. Zhao Yuezhao's meaningful look made Ling Mohui understand immediately.

This little misunderstanding caused by their lateness seemed to have a different interpretation in my mother's mind.

She couldn't help but smile bitterly, knowing full well that in situations like this, explanations would often only make things more complicated.

At this time, the whole family sat in the main hall, enjoying the rare leisure time, drinking tea and chatting.

The housekeeper presented a letter at the right time, breaking the tranquility.

Zhao Yuezhao unfolded the letter and just glanced at it. The relaxation on his face was replaced by solemnity.

Zhao Yu sensitively caught the change in his mother's mood and asked with concern: "Mom, what happened?"

Zhao Yuezhao's eyes fell gently on Ling Mohui, and his tone was a little heavy: "Something happened at the Ling family."

Ling Mohui's heart tightened, and she asked worriedly, "Is it my parents? What happened to them?"

Zhao Yuezhao shook his head, his face solemn: "It's not your parents, it's your eldest brother Ling Chuyun who's in trouble!"

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Ling Mohui's voice was filled with anxiety, and she was eager to know the details.

Zhao Yuezhao didn't say much, and directly handed the letter to Ling Mohui: "Read it yourself."

Ling Mohui quickly unfolded the letter and after reading it, her face suddenly changed.

According to the letter, my eldest brother had an affair with a palace maid and was arrested for it?

"This is impossible! My eldest brother and his wife have always loved each other very much. He would never do such a foolish thing!"

Ling Mo retorted in disbelief.

Zhao Yuezhao quickly comforted her: "Mohui, mother knows you are anxious, but we need to handle this matter calmly and take a long-term view."

Zhao Yu also joined the discussion: "I have had a relationship with Ling Chuyun before. He is not the kind of person who will be confused by beauty. There must be something hidden in this matter!"

"We must find out the truth!"

Ling Mohui stood up suddenly and said firmly, "Mom, I left without saying goodbye last time, and I haven't been able to explain it clearly to Mom and Dad. Now that my eldest brother is in trouble again, I must return to Da Qi immediately."

Zhao Yuezhao sighed, her eyes full of understanding: "Mom understands, they are your family. Big brother is in trouble, you should go back to visit him."

"Then I will personally go to the palace to bid farewell to my brother and escort you back to Da Qi."

Zhao Yuezhao put forward his plan.

Ling Mohui hastily dissuaded her: "Mother, you absolutely cannot do that! Although the Xuanfeng Sect of Da Qi is nominally under your jurisdiction, internal conflicts have already emerged. If you go back now, you may become the target of attacks from all sides, which will also be a threat to the stability of the court."

Zhao Yuezhao showed hesitation: "Ke Mo will come back..."

"Let me go back with Mo Hui. I have a certain status in Da Qi, so it will be more convenient for me to move around."

Zhao Yu made suggestions at the right time.

Zhao Yuezhao thought for a moment and finally nodded in agreement: "Okay, I feel much more at ease with you here."

"As for the situation in Daqing, you have to go to the palace in person to report to your brother."

Zhao Yuezhao instructed Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu nodded solemnly: "I will leave immediately."

After Zhao Yu left, Ling Mohui slowly spoke: "Mother, does Brother Daqing know about Zhao Yu's identity in Daqi?"

Zhao Yuezhao gave an affirmative answer: "Yes."

Ling Mohui frowned slightly, hesitating: "Mom, about Da Qi..."

Zhao Yuezhao seemed to understand her daughter's thoughts: "Mother understands what you want to say. The future of Da Qi depends on whether the current queen can stabilize the government."

"If Da Qi is strong, Da Qing will not dare to act rashly; if Da Qi is weak, Da Qing will naturally want to annex it."

As the only female duke of Daqing, Zhao Yuezhao's deep ambition and extraordinary wisdom make people look at her with new eyes.

Ling Mohui sighed softly: "My daughter understands, but no matter when, it is always the innocent people who suffer the most in war. I still hope that the two countries can coexist peacefully."

Zhao Yuezhao smiled, stepped forward and patted Ling Mohui's shoulder, with a comforting tone: "You worry too much, Da Qi is in a period of prosperity, it's far from that point!"

Ling Mo returned to the room and told Chuntang and Fenchan to start packing, but she felt mixed emotions, worried about the unknown future and deeply concerned about her family.

The other party's voice was low and cautious, as if he was weighing every word, afraid of revealing any secrets.

Ling Mohui's heart tightened, and she quietly moved closer to the door, holding her breath and listening.

She knew very well that this conversation might be related to her elder brother Ling Chuyun's innocence, and any details were crucial.

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