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

Upon hearing this, Guo glanced at Zhang Xiyue. She knew very well that Zhang Xiyue had been jealous of Ling Mohui for a long time, and what happened today was probably not accidental.

"It must be you who gossiped behind my back, which is why Xiyue can't enter the Fu family!" Guo pointed at Ling Mo angrily and said, "As the wife of the Prime Minister, how can you be so narrow-minded and not allow your husband to take a concubine!"

Ling Mohui heard this, not only was she not angry, but she laughed out of anger: "Aunt, is there anything wrong with your ears? Didn't you hear what I just said? I said, I agree with Fu Yansheng taking a concubine!"

"Now it's your nephew who disagrees, why are you angry with me?" Ling Mo retorted.

"Ling Mohui!" Fu Yansheng couldn't stand it anymore. He frowned, his eyes flashing with rage, and shouted, "Shut up!"

This roar made the entire hall tremble. The air seemed to freeze in an instant and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

With a "thump", Zhang Xiyue's body shook, and she fell to the ground weakly again, kowtowed repeatedly in the direction of Ling Mohui, which was frightening.

Her face was filled with sorrow, tears streaming down her pale cheeks: "Sister-in-law, please, have mercy on me and help me!"

Zhang Xiyue's eyes were helpless and desperate. She tightly grasped the corner of her clothes and said in a trembling voice, "I look like this. How can any man want me? Just let your cousin marry me. Even if I have to be a maid, serving you every day and eating simple meals, I am willing. I just want a place to live and no longer be looked down upon and laughed at by the world."

When the people around heard this, they all showed sympathy on their faces.

Ling Mohui on the side was even more anxious, and urged Fu Yansheng anxiously: "Did you hear me? Fu Yansheng, you should take this poor girl in as soon as possible! If this continues, others will say that we are jealous and can't tolerate her. I can't bear this blame!"

However, Fu Yansheng showed no mercy. His face was livid: "If you still want to live a peaceful life, you'd better give up those ridiculous ideas immediately. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless. We won't even be relatives anymore!"

These harsh words were like a bolt from the blue, causing Zhang Xiyue's delicate body to tremble violently. Her legs went limp, and she fell heavily to her knees on the ground with a thud, her helpless eyes filled with despair.

Seeing this, Guo's eyes rolled around and a cunning light flickered in her eyes.

She knew very well that her nephew Fu Yansheng was really angry this time. After weighing the pros and cons, she could only choose to remain silent to avoid adding fuel to the fire.

Ling Mohui could no longer bear this depressing atmosphere. She stood up, waved her sleeves, and said coldly, "Okay, if there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

In her opinion, as long as the mother and daughter were there, Taoyiyuan was like being shrouded in dark clouds, and only someone as generous and kind as her mother-in-law could tolerate their wanton mischief.

As soon as Ling Mohui stepped out of Taoyi Courtyard, Fu Yansheng followed closely behind her and called her in a deep voice: "Ling Mohui!"

Ling Mohui heard the voice and stopped walking unhappily. She turned her head to look at him, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said in a cold tone: "What's wrong again?"

Fu Yansheng walked towards her slowly, his expression serious: "Let's stop here with what happened last night. I won't pursue the matter of you hitting someone, and you don't need to investigate the temple fair anymore."

After listening to this, Ling Mohui understood that the reason why he tolerated her beating Zhang Xiyue so badly was just based on a deal of weighing the pros and cons.

In Fu Yansheng's heart, no matter what, he will always side with Zhang Xiyue.

She smiled bitterly to herself. In fact, she should have expected such an outcome.

She sneered and responded, "I know."

"Are you done? If you have nothing to say, I'm leaving." Facing the indifference and alienation in Ling Mohui's eyes, Fu Yansheng felt suffocated.

He suppressed his inner turmoil and waved his hand, "Go quickly, as if I am happy to see you."

Ling Mohui was not provoked by his words. She looked indifferent and responded coldly: "Then you should arrange the divorce as soon as possible, and I promise not to be a nuisance to you."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and strode away, leaving behind a resolute and aloof figure as she disappeared at the end of the corridor of Taoyiyuan.

……

The midday sun was scorching, and the golden light penetrated the gaps between the branches and leaves, sprinkling mottled light on the bluestone road.

At this moment, Ling Mohui was sitting in the study. Suddenly, there was a gentle knock on the door. A loyal old servant came in, holding a yellowed letter from home with his mother's familiar handwriting on it.

Ling Mohui took the letter from home, touched the paper lightly with her fingertips, and unfolded the letter. Her mother's worried words were clearly written on the paper. She mentioned that her eldest brother Ling Chuyun and sister-in-law Ding had been having friction over trivial matters recently, and the atmosphere at home was tense. Her mother earnestly hoped that she could return home as soon as possible to help resolve this family crisis.

Ling Mohui stared at every line of the letter, feeling mixed emotions. The hustle and bustle of the Dragon Boat Festival almost made her neglect her attention to her family's situation.

Putting down the letter, Ling Mo turned her gaze to her personal maid Mo Hua who was waiting quietly at the side, a hint of worry revealed between her brows.

"Mo Hua, I asked you to send someone to keep a close eye on Manyun's whereabouts. What's the situation now?" she asked.

Mo Hua heard the voice and immediately restrained his usual liveliness: "Miss, Manyun goes to Yuexuan Tower once every seven days, as if he is going on a very secret date. Our people have tried their best to investigate, but the other party's identity is still elusive."

After Ling Mo heard this, she tapped the tabletop with her slender fingers: "Tonight is the day when Manyun goes to Yuexuan Tower as usual. It seems I have to go there myself."

Having said that, she stood up, dressed, and prepared to leave immediately.

Seeing this, Mo Hua couldn't help but remind him, "Man Yun always meets at night. Is it too early to go out now?"

Ling Mohui smiled slightly: "It's okay, I will go back to the general's mansion to visit my sister-in-law first, and it won't be too late to go to Yuexuan Tower later."

As she spoke, she had already put on a dark green cloak embroidered with cloud patterns, and the flowing skirt swayed gently with her steps.

As she embarked on her journey home, Ling Mohui's heart became increasingly heavy.

When she stepped into the majestic gate of the general's mansion, a familiar scene came into view, but it made her feel an unfamiliar sadness in her heart.

I went straight to the side courtyard where Ding lived, only to see my sister-in-law sitting alone by the window, holding a scroll of poetry in her hand. The sunlight shone through the hollow window lattice onto her peaceful face, adding a sense of loneliness.

Mrs. Ding noticed Ling Mohui's arrival and showed a slight surprise. She put down the book in her hand and stood up to greet her: "Little sister, when did you return to the capital? Why didn't you tell me in advance?"

Ling Mohui walked forward quickly, held her sister-in-law's cold hand, and said softly, "I just got home not long ago. Mother mentioned the conflict between you and your wife in a letter. I was worried, so I came directly to see you."

When Mrs. Ding heard this, her face darkened instantly, and a trace of bitterness flashed in her eyes: "I went to see Manyun, and your eldest brother was furious with me when he found out, and the atmosphere at home dropped to freezing point."