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

She turned around quickly and gave a quick order to the maid Mo Hua who was waiting beside her: "Go tell my elder brother that I'll be waiting for him at Yuexuan Tower for dinner."

Before he finished speaking, the person had already left quickly, leaving behind only Mo Hua's hurriedly replying figure swaying slightly in the wind.

As night falls and the lights come on, the entrance to Yuexuan Tower is bustling with traffic.

Ling Chuyun arrived in the midst of the hustle and bustle and just passed by Mo Hua who was about to leave.

Seeing this, Mo Hua hurriedly stopped, bowed and said, "Young Master, please wait for a moment. Just get in the carriage and wait."

Ling Chuyun thought about it for a moment, then nodded readily in agreement. He turned around and swiftly got into the carriage that had been prepared long ago. His figure disappeared into the carriage the moment the curtain fell.

As soon as he sat down, Ling Chuyun felt a breeze blowing past his ears, mixed with the familiar noisy sounds in front of Yuexuan Tower.

He tilted his ear slightly and listened, and recognized the most familiar voice among them, that was Manyun's voice.

His heart moved, and he couldn't help but gently lift the curtains and look towards the place with bright lights.

The sight that came into view startled him.

Manyun was wearing a simple long dress and an exquisite veil hat. She had a slender and graceful figure like a fairy under the moon. At this moment, she was talking with a strange man in front of the door of Yuexuan Tower.

Although the man's face was obscured by the night and the veil, Ling Chuyun, as the commander of the Imperial Guards, had a photographic memory of the people in the palace and recognized at a glance that the man was Deng Guiping's adopted son.

Deng Guiping is well-known in the court and the country. He holds great power and is trusted by the emperor. He is so powerful in the court that almost no one can compete with him.

If Fu Yansheng had not used his wisdom and courage to unite many loyal ministers to form a powerful restraining force, Deng Guiping would probably have already taken control of the government.

The General's Mansion is the indestructible pillar behind Fu Yansheng. It has been fighting openly and secretly with Deng Guiping for many years, and the two sides are in a stalemate and neither side will give in.

Now, Manyun was meeting with Deng Guiping's adopted son in private at this moment. This situation made Ling Chuyun feel alarmed.

He was fully aware of the complex situation and potential crisis that might be hidden behind this matter, and his eyes were fixed on the two of them until Deng Guiping's carriage slowly left and Manyun also quickly turned around and disappeared into the night.

Not long after, Ling Mohui stepped into the carriage leisurely, apparently unaware of the situation.

However, Ling Chuyun was already clear in his mind. He glanced at Ling Mohui with a sharp look in his eyes that showed he knew everything: "Did your sister-in-law ask you to come? It's fine if she's fooling around, but you're also fooling around with her?"

Although there was a hint of blame in his tone, he couldn't hide his worry about Ling Mo's return and the danger she would bring.

Ling Mohui did not back down because of Ling Chuyun's accusation. Instead, she straightened her back and fought back without any hesitation: "My cousin usually dislikes Fu Yansheng the most. You know that you are exactly like him now."

Her words were like sharp needles, piercing Ling Chuyun's heart, reminding him how similar his actions at this moment were to those of the people he despised.

The scene fell silent for a moment, with only the rumbling sound of wheels rolling over the cobblestone road echoing in the night.

Ling Chuyun was left speechless by Ling Mo's reply and could only stand there silently.

His usually sharp and determined eyes now seemed somewhat empty, as if he was lost in deep self-reflection.

Ling Mo looked back, sighed slightly in her heart, and reminded him again earnestly: "Brother, if you continue to be so stubborn, I am afraid that by the time you wake up, the beauty will have disappeared in the vast sea of ​​people, no longer waiting for your return. At that time, no matter how much you regret or how you call, you can only find her shadow in the fragments of memories, which will only add endless regrets and pain."

When Ling Chuyun heard this, his heart felt like it was hit by a heavy hammer. An unprecedented sense of crisis instantly surged into his heart, making his back go cold.

He suddenly realized his neglect and indifference towards Manyun, and his willful harm to his sister-in-law.

"I was wrong!" Ling Chuyun clenched his fists, his voice low but firm, "I will pay extra attention to Manyun's matter and make amends with all my heart. As for my sister-in-law, I admit that I was too willful and hurt her heart. Tomorrow, I will personally go to her house to apologize and beg for her forgiveness."

Seeing that her elder brother finally accepted the advice from the bottom of his heart, Ling Mohui's eyes flashed with relief, and her tense nerves gradually relaxed: "It's late at night, elder brother, you should go home as soon as possible to rest and get enough rest."

Ling Chuyun nodded silently, turned and walked towards the carriage.

But the moment he stepped onto the steps, he stopped and looked back at Ling Mohui and Fu Yansheng, his tone gentle but full of concern: "Mohui, Yansheng, although there are conflicts between the two of you, you are a family after all. I hope you can try to live in harmony, understand and tolerate each other, and jointly protect this hard-earned family relationship."

After Ling Chuyun's carriage went farther and farther away until it disappeared at the end of the night, Fu Yansheng slowly stepped into his own carriage.

His expression was calm, as if the conversation in the car just now had not caused any waves in his heart, but in fact, he heard every sentence and every word clearly in his ears and remembered them in his heart.

Ling Mohui naturally noticed Fu Yansheng's presence, but she did not give any explanation for it.

Although those words were harsh, they were cruel facts and she had no need to defend herself.

However, she was still grateful for Fu Yansheng's reminder at the critical moment. After all, he helped her make her elder brother realize the seriousness of the problem.

"This time, thanks to you for reminding me in time about my elder brother's matter. Although I don't have a good impression of you, public is public and private is private, and you did help me a lot." Ling Mohui spoke lightly, revealing a rare sincerity in her words.

"If you need anything in return, just let me know," she continued.

Fu Yansheng looked normal, with an elusive light flashing in his deep eyes. He calmly put forward his request: "I want you to stop talking about divorce. Can you agree?"

Ling Mohui raised her eyebrows when she heard this. For a moment, she couldn't tell whether Fu Yansheng was joking or really cared about this issue.

But no matter what the situation was, she didn't want to delve into it at this moment, and just responded calmly: "Sir, change the conditions. For example, fine wine, delicious food, or other things you want. As long as I can do it, I will definitely try my best to satisfy you."

However, Fu Yansheng did not respond to her words, but interrupted her directly: "I want to drink plum blossom soup, the plum blossom soup you made yourself!"

Ling Mohui was stunned, and looked at his calm eyes in surprise, feeling even more confused.

In the past, she had carefully prepared all kinds of snacks and sweet soups for him countless times, but he always turned a blind eye and never showed the slightest interest.

Why is he so obsessed with this plum blossom soup now?

Just as she was confused, Mo Hua's leisurely voice came from outside the carriage: "Miss, do you want to drink plum blossom soup? I remember that you pickled and preserved some wintersweet petals in the yard at the beginning of winter. Now is the perfect time to open them and use them."