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

Ling Mohui heard the news and a long-awaited smile appeared on her lips: "Yes, I'm finally coming back!"

Her tone was filled with joy at the sisterly reunion: "Tomorrow we will get up early and go to the city gate to welcome my sister, to welcome her and celebrate her safe return."

The morning light was just breaking, and the sky was turning pale. Ling Mohui had packed all her luggage in the morning twilight, and hurriedly bid farewell to the quiet Bailingxuan.

She thought to herself that since she couldn't predict the exact time when the heroine would enter the city, she might as well take the initiative and have a "chance encounter".

After all, in the world of this story, going head-on against the heroine who possesses the "protagonist halo" is like hitting a rock with an egg.

Outside the city gate, a simple little tea stall looked particularly warm in the morning mist, and it became the observation point carefully selected by Ling Mohui.

She sat patiently, a cup of tea in her hand, her eyes occasionally looking towards the city gate as the sun gradually climbed up the sky.

Next to the tea stall, Mo Qi approached worriedly, his voice as soft as a whisper in the wind: "Miss, do you think the Third Miss will choose another gate to enter?"

Ling Mo looked back with a firm gaze and a confident smile on her lips: "No, this is the only way."

After saying that, she took a sip of herbal tea.

At this moment, a burst of rapid horse hoofbeats broke the surrounding silence. A carriage suddenly rushed towards the city gate like a horse that had broken free from its reins, accompanied by panicked shouts: "Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

and "Watch out! The horses are spooked!"

In this sudden chaos, Ling Mohui realized that the key person, Ling Zhiyun, had finally appeared.

She stood up suddenly and gave an urgent order to Zheng Jiaxuan beside her: "Zheng Jiaxuan, go and help quickly. Make sure the people in the car are safe!"

Upon hearing this, Zheng Jiaxuan flashed away with extraordinary agility and skills.

The encounter was supposed to happen at the next street corner, but Zheng Jiaxuan, with his superior perception and speed, managed to intercept Fu Yansheng half a street ahead of time. When Ling Mohui saw this scene, she felt relieved.

Just as she was about to step forward to inquire about Ling Zhiyun's situation, the frightened horse started to run wildly again, with its front hooves raised high. Ling Mohui was unable to dodge and was knocked to the ground unexpectedly.

At the critical moment, Zheng Jiaxuan took action in time and avoided a tragedy.

At this moment, Wei Ruoming's voice came from behind, with a bit of surprise: "Ling Mohui? Why are you here?"

If Ling Mo hadn't come back, the out-of-control horse would have very likely put Wei Ruoming in danger.

Seeing this, Wei Ruoming dared not hesitate, and immediately dismounted, anxiously helping Ling Mohui up, his tone both blaming and distressed: "Ling Mohui, why are you disregarding your own safety to save a rough guy like me? I have thick skin and flesh, why do I need you to protect me from disaster?"

Ling Mohui smiled bitterly and shook her head. Although the scratch on her arm was insignificant, the misunderstanding was like a snowball that was getting bigger and bigger.

She smiled bitterly in her heart. Why did Wei Ruoming always appear whenever she was in trouble?

However, before she could come to her senses, she was embraced by an irresistible force.

Turning around, he saw Fu Yansheng's cold but handsome face. He said to Wei Ruoming coldly, "Thank you for your concern, my wife will be taken care of by me."

Afterwards, regardless of Ling Mohui's struggle, Fu Yansheng carried her into the carriage, leaving only one sentence: "Be quiet."

He stared at her with deep eyes, as if he could see through everything. "Ling Mohui, don't think that I will let you off the hook for Wei Ruoming just because you use your sister as a shield. The last account has not been settled yet, and you are acting so recklessly again!"

The anger that flickered in Fu Yansheng's eyes made Ling Mohui feel depressed. She didn't dare to refute him anymore and could only remain silent obediently.

Fu Yansheng carefully supported her and walked into the quaint pharmacy.

The store is filled with a light herbal scent, and a variety of porcelain bottles and wooden boxes are placed on the counter.

The old doctor looked focused as he skillfully treated the wound on her hand. While working, he talked in a low voice with Fu Yansheng, and his words revealed his respect for this young talent.

The carriage slowly approached the Grand Secretary's Mansion. Stone lions stood majestically in front of the huge mansion. The red-painted door was half open, revealing a sense of solemnity.

Ling Mohui's heartbeat accelerated and she got out of the car in a hurry, her skirt swaying gently with her movements.

Inside the mansion, Mo Qi and several maids were already waiting. Their clothes were simple yet elegant, and their faces showed a hint of fatigue.

"Where's the third sister? Is she really okay?" Ling Mohui's voice was mixed with concern and self-blame. Her eyes swept across everyone's faces, eagerly looking for an answer.

Mo Qi nodded gently, her voice gentle but with a hint of worry: "The third young lady accidentally fell on the road and hit her head. She is unconscious. Considering that the general's mansion is still far away, I decided to bring the third young lady back here first. Zheng Jiaxuan has quickly invited the best doctor in the city, and she is now resting in bed."

Hearing this, Ling Mohui's anxiety eased a little: "What's the current condition of the third sister? Is her injury serious?"

She was afraid that her intervention would change the fate of Ling Zhiyun in the original book.

Mo Qi quickly comforted her, "The doctor said after the examination that Miss San was just frightened and there is nothing serious wrong with her body. She just needs to rest for a few days and there is no need to worry too much."

Mo Qi's words were like a reassuring pill, which made Ling Mohui's tense mood relax a little.

Ling Mohui nodded and then suggested: "Then let's go see the third sister."

She decided to personally confirm her sister's safety.

As you step into the courtyard, the afterglow of the setting sun fills the entire yard, giving everything a gentle golden glow.

Ling Mohui's gaze met Ling Zhiyun's unexpectedly. At that moment, she seemed to see the heroine described in the novel standing alive in front of her.

Ling Zhiyun's skin is as white as snow, her temperament is gentle yet tough, and she walks with light steps, exuding an otherworldly air.

The hardships of northern Xinjiang endowed her with unique tenacity and broad-mindedness, which were the precious wealth she gained from following her father north to seek medical treatment and experience life.

"Third sister, how do you feel now? Is there any discomfort anywhere?" Ling Mo walked forward and asked gently, her eyes full of love.

Ling Zhiyun shook her head gently, smiling gently: "Thanks to the timely assistance of the servants around my sister, otherwise the consequences would be really disastrous."

The two sisters smiled at each other, and Ling Zhiyun's eyes showed a hint of tenderness: "Sister, I haven't seen you for many years. You are already a married woman. This is really a happy thing."

Her eyes moved around Ling Mohui, as if she was admiring her sister's growth and changes.

Ling Mohui forced a smile, feeling mixed emotions: "Brother-in-law, he's pretty good to me."

She chose to be honest because she knew that the truth would eventually come to light and there was no need to hide it.

Ling Zhiyun frowned slightly when she heard this, her eyes full of concern and worry for her sister: "If you are really wronged, you can come home at any time. The daughter of the general's mansion cannot be bullied casually."

Although these words came from a delicate mouth, they revealed a determination that should not be underestimated.