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

Especially the sweet fragrance between her lips and teeth made him uneasy and unable to extricate himself.

"Click!" A soft sound broke his meditation.

A drop of bright blood from the nose, like a red plum blossom among falling petals, suddenly bloomed on the white official paper.

Ling Mohui was shocked when she heard the sound, and her eyes instantly focused on the shocking red dot.

"Fu Yansheng, why is your nose bleeding?" She spoke anxiously, full of concern, and walked quickly forward.

Fu Yansheng hurriedly took out a tissue and tried to wipe the blood from his nose.

Seeing this, Ling Mohui quickly took out a silk scarf from her waist. The white silk was embroidered with delicate orchids and had her unique and elegant body fragrance.

She handed the scarf to Fu Yansheng without hesitation: "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Do you need me to find a doctor to check you out?"

Fu Yansheng caught the scarf and held it tightly under his nose. The fragrance from the scarf and the sweet fragrance from her mouth intertwined together, as if forming an invisible force that made the nosebleed flow more violently.

He secretly wondered in his heart, could this sudden nosebleed really be caused by her?

Fu Yansheng suppressed his irritability and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "You can go back first. You don't need to worry about my affairs."

He felt that what he said was a bit too much, but at this moment his emotions were like a candle in a strong wind, swaying unsteadily.

Ling Mohui was stunned. Looking at his contradictory expression, she felt mixed emotions.

Just now he had called her over eagerly, but in the blink of an eye he had asked her to leave indifferently. This contrast made her extremely confused, and she muttered to herself, "Does this guy have some hidden illness?"

Although full of suspicion, Ling Mohui did not say much. She just sighed softly, turned around and left, leaving behind a graceful figure as she disappeared outside the door.

Soon, Mo Yi hurried over with an old doctor with flowing white beard.

The doctor was experienced. As soon as he felt the patient's pulse, his eyes widened and his astonishment was evident: "Sir, have you taken a large amount of aphrodisiacs recently?"

"No!" Fu Yansheng's expression suddenly changed, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

How could he, a seven-foot-tall man, become dependent on that kind of drug?

However, he immediately remembered that his mother had indeed sent him many nourishing things, saying that they were for his health.

He immediately ordered: "Mo Yi, go to the kitchen quickly and get the remaining medicine residue I just drank."

Mo Yi acted immediately upon hearing the order, and appeared in front of the two of them in a moment, holding a bowl of still warm medicine residue.

The doctor sniffed it carefully and became more and more certain: "Yes, this is definitely an aphrodisiac!"

Upon hearing this, Fu Yansheng closed his eyes tightly, anger burning in his chest, but he had no place to vent.

He knew very well that this sudden nosebleed incident and the secret of the drug residue might reveal a fact that he was unwilling to face...

Before leaving, the doctor whispered to Fu Yansheng meaningfully: "I will prescribe some medicine to clear away heat and reduce fire for you. If the symptoms are still unbearable, perhaps spending a good night with the young lady can also provide some relief."

Although the words are implicit, they cannot conceal the implication.

After hearing this, Fu Yansheng's eyes flashed with understanding. He nodded imperceptibly and watched the doctor leave.

When the doctor disappeared into the depths of the courtyard, Fu Yansheng immediately called his personal attendant and whispered, "Go and tell mother Zhang to stop sending all tonic medicines from now on."

The attendant took the order and left, his steps quick and steady, like a gust of wind blowing through the forest, leaving Fu Yansheng standing alone in the corridor, gazing at the blue sky, with a myriad of thoughts in his mind.

Just at this moment, a servant came out of the side room carrying a bowl of still warm medicine residue and accidentally met Ling Mohui who was hiding behind the flowers.

Ling Mohui's eyes lit up and she called him softly, "Wait a minute!"

The servant stopped walking upon hearing the voice, turned around and faced Ling Mohui, with a respectful expression, and saluted: "What can I do for you, Madam?"

Ling Mohui walked lightly to the servant's side, her eyes fell on the bowl of dark brown medicine residue on the tray in his hand, and asked with interest: "What is this bowl in your hand?"

"Young Madam, this is the tonic that Madam prepared specially for you," the servant replied truthfully, his tone revealing his familiarity with the affairs of the master's household.

Ling Mohui did not take the medicine residue, but just leaned forward slightly, her nostrils flared slightly, and a unique herbal aroma instantly rushed into her nasal cavity.

She frowned slightly, recognizing that this was not an ordinary tonic, but a medicine with aphrodisiac effects.

Why would my mother-in-law prepare this kind of medicine for Fu Yansheng? Could it be that he...

She speculated secretly in her heart, but her face remained expressionless. It was not until the servants left that she could not help but whisper, "What a jerk Fu Yansheng is. He looks like a gentleman on weekdays, but he is so unrestrained behind the scenes. He needs to rely on drugs like this to stimulate his sexual desire at such a young age."

At this moment, Fu Yansheng happened to walk out of the study. Upon hearing the voice, his face instantly turned pale. He quickly stepped in front of Ling Mohui, his anger hidden in his eyes: "Ling Mohui, what do you mean by 'unbridled'? When did I need to rely on such drugs? Are you trying to use my mother to plot against me in secret?"

After hearing this, Ling Mohui raised her eyebrows, opened her eyes wide, and refuted without showing any weakness: "You are slandering me! When did I ever use your mother to plot against you? You were a playboy outside, but now you are biting back at me. It's really ridiculous!"

Upon hearing this, Fu Yansheng frowned and stared into Ling Mohui's clear and innocent eyes.

Misunderstood her?"

Ling Mohui caught the key information from Fu Yansheng's questioning and asked, "Wait, what do you mean by 'that night'? What happened that made you think I was plotting against you?"

Fu Yansheng's ears flushed quietly, his eyes flickered, and he looked a little embarrassed: "No, nothing, there's no need to mention it again."

Before he finished speaking, he turned and strode away, leaving behind a series of steady and resolute footsteps echoing in the quiet courtyard.

Ling Mohui stood there, full of suspicion. What kind of secret happened that night that could make Fu Yansheng, who was usually calm and arrogant, so hesitant? It seemed that he was hiding some unspeakable secret?

Returning to the familiar Bailingxuan, Ling Mohui's thoughts were like a lake rippling in the autumn wind, creating waves.

She tried to find a clue from the two intimate maids, Mo Hua and Mo Qi, but they both had innocent faces, with confusion and bewilderment in their eyes. No matter how Ling Mohui tried to pry open the tightly closed secret door.

In the end, Ling Mohui could only sigh helplessly and put aside all her questions.

As night falls and the lights come on, the Double Fifth Festival temple fair in the capital is about to begin.

Ling Mo turned around, wearing an elegant light gauze dress, and sat in the exquisitely decorated carriage. Her heart rolled gently with the wheels, gradually filled with the upcoming excitement.

She heard that tonight's temple fair would not only feature colorful lanterns, but also mysterious wizard performances. It was said that they could borrow the power of heaven and earth to pray for the people and ward off disasters. The solemn and festive scene filled her with anticipation.