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

Zheng Jiaxuan heard this and a sly smile appeared on his face. He shrugged his shoulders pretending to be relaxed and said, "How could I possibly tell you?"

He deliberately dragged out the tone, as if to keep the secret, and answered: "What else can I do? I climbed over the wall to get in!"

He then muttered, "Where have you been these past few days? Why didn't you come to see me?"

Ling Mohui was a little confused by Zheng Jiaxuan's sudden appearance and words. Just as she was about to explain, she heard a burst of quick footsteps behind her.

She turned around and saw a servant rushing over with a nervous look on his face. He lowered his voice and said anxiously, "Are you crazy? You broke into the Grand Secretary's mansion! Hurry up, or you'll be too late!"

When Ling Mohui heard this, her heart tightened and she hurriedly pushed Zheng Jiaxuan, urging him to leave as soon as possible.

However, before Zheng Jiaxuan took a step to escape, there was already a commotion outside the yard.

A team of aggressive guards poured in like a tide.

Surrounded by this group of guards, Fu Yansheng slowly walked into the courtyard. His face was stern and his eyes were sharp.

"Zheng Jiaxuan! How dare you break into my house! Are you so bold?" Fu Yansheng's words were as cold as ice.

At his command, the guards who had been ready for action instantly gathered around and surrounded Zheng Jiaxuan.

Facing such a scene, Zheng Jiaxuan seemed unusually calm. He put on a harmless expression and spread his hands, indicating that he had no ill intentions: "Wait! I didn't do anything bad. I just felt uneasy about her and came to check on her!"

Fu Yansheng did not relax his vigilance because of this. His eyes shot towards Ling Mohui like icy arrows.

"Young Madam of the Fu family, it's not your turn to care about her!" His words were like a sharp knife piercing Ling Mohui's heart, and every word was as piercing as ice.

"Zheng Jiaxuan, have you forgotten what I warned you about? If I catch you again, I'll show you how I'll deal with you!" Fu Yansheng shouted harshly.

Just as the guards were about to take action, Ling Mohui stepped forward and stood in front of Zheng Jiaxuan.

"Wait! He came to me, so if you want to punish someone, just punish me!" Her voice was soft but full of power.

When Fu Yansheng heard Ling Mohui's words, his clenched fists turned white, and his knuckles trembled slightly from excessive force. He stared at Ling Mohui, his eyes burning with anger: "Ling Mohui, do you think I won't do anything to you?"

Ling Mohui did not retreat. She straightened her back and looked directly at Fu Yansheng.

"Yes, family rules are family rules, I accept them!"

There was no trace of retreat in her eyes, as if she had carefully weighed all possible consequences and made a decision without regrets.

The invisible pressure around Fu Yansheng surged like a tide.

His face was livid, his eyes were burning with rage, and veins were throbbing slightly on his forehead.

"Ling Mohui, do you know what you are doing? For him, you are willing to accept the family discipline and endure this pain and humiliation?"

Ling Mo straightened her back, her eyes burning, and responded without any hesitation: "Yes, I know it very well!"

Fu Yansheng's veins popped up when he heard this, and he roared, "Okay, this is your own choice, no one forced you!"

He turned and left, striding out of the yard.

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Inside the ancestral hall, servants dressed in black stood by with expressionless faces.

Ling Mohui stepped into the ancestral hall. Facing the familiar scene before her, the familiar feeling of oppression came over her again, causing her legs to tremble slightly.

She sighed secretly, being a good person who upholds justice is indeed not an easy thing.

She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. She gritted her teeth and resolutely lay down on the cold bench. Despite her fear, she still said firmly: "Come on, I'm ready!"

Fu Yansheng knelt down solemnly and took the three incense sticks handed to him by Mo Yi.

His expression was solemn, with complex lights flashing in his eyes. He raised the incense sticks above his head devoutly and said in a loud voice: "Ancestors, my wife Ling Mohui has violated the family rules and has been punished in the ancestral hall today. I beg the ancestors to forgive her mistakes."

"Use the expert's method!" With a command, the board fell down instantly and hit Ling Mohui's thin body hard.

She was in so much pain that tears instantly welled up in her eyes and her body trembled violently, but she kept her teeth clenched and did not utter a single sound.

"Stop! Stop now!" At the critical moment, Zhang rushed over after hearing the news and stopped the execution in time.

She walked quickly forward and hugged Ling Mohui lovingly. Looking at her tear-stained little face, her heart ached.

"What mistake did Mohui make that warrants the use of family rules? Can't husband and wife talk things out peacefully?" Zhang's voice was filled with worry and indignation. Her eyes were fixed on Fu Yansheng, anticipating his answer.

Ling Mohui took this opportunity to breathe a sigh of relief, but the pain still surged like a tide, making her face pale and sweating.

She endured the pain and looked at Fu Yansheng, with a complicated light flashing in her eyes.

"Mother, this is our business, please don't interfere." Fu Yansheng said in a cold tone.

"How can I just ignore it? Mohui is a weak woman. What if she gets hurt?"

Zhang was worried. She held Ling Mohui's hand tightly, trying to use her warmth to dispel the coldness from her body.

Fu Yansheng's gaze was as sharp as ice as he stared coldly at Ling Mohui in front of him.

"If you admit your mistake now, you can be spared the rest of the beatings, Ling Mohui, think it over carefully!"

Ling Mohui stood straight in her original position. Although her body was filled with pain, her clenched teeth did not loosen at all.

"Mom, please don't worry about me. I will endure these twenty strokes of the cane today no matter what!"

Seeing her so determined, Zhang felt distressed and extremely anxious.

She hesitated to speak, and opened her mouth to dissuade him, but could only let out a heavy sigh: "You two kids, each one is more stubborn than the other!"

Fu Yansheng's face was gloomy, and his brows were as cold as a mountain.

He gave the order without hesitation: "Keep fighting!"

The words fell like an ice-cold judgment, piercing everyone's heart.

As the last few boards fell fiercely, Ling Mohui's body trembled violently and beads of sweat the size of beans slid down her pale cheeks, but she endured the pain until she became numb from the pain.

Zhang couldn't stand the scene any longer. She stepped forward quickly, pushed Fu Yansheng hard, and said sternly, "Why are you still standing there in a daze? Come and help her!"

Although Fu Yansheng still had an indifferent expression on his face, facing Zhang's urging, he finally took a step forward and walked towards Ling Mohui who was almost collapsed on the ground.

He held her in his arms with a slightly awkward movement. Although there was still dissatisfaction on his face, there was a complex light flashing in his deep eyes.

A breeze blew gently in the corridor, bringing a hint of coolness, and also seemed to blow away the irritability in Fu Yansheng's heart.

He lowered his head and stared at the unconscious Ling Mohui in his arms. A deep voice rang out in the silence: "Ling Mohui, you win!"