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

Ling Mohui pursed her lips tightly, and said in a deep voice with a firm gaze: "If your heart is innocent, why would you have to rack your brains and go to great lengths to exclude Zheng Jiaxuan?"

Her words fell softly, but they were like a heavy hammer hitting people's hearts, making the air around them freeze a little.

"Understood. Don't let any of this matter leak out. Also...be sure to keep a close eye on his every move and don't let him take advantage of any opportunity."

After Fu Yansheng finished speaking, his expression was solemn. He stood up, straightened his clothes, and strode out of the room, leaving the room heavy.

The trip to Hongfu Temple seemed to be sunny and calm on the surface, but in fact, there were undercurrents. The competition between various forces was like an undercurrent under the deep sea, secretly competing and waiting for an opportunity to move.

Ling Mohui knew very well that in such a complex and delicate situation, it was not appropriate to create any more trouble, so she waited patiently until Zhang had fully rested and recovered, and then the two of them quietly returned to the bustling city.

……

In the past two days, Fu Yansheng has devoted himself to government affairs, often returning home late at night, and occasionally summoning Zheng Jiaxuan in the dark for in-depth questioning.

This series of actions can't help but make people speculate.

At first, whenever night fell, Ling Mohui's heart would tremble slightly as the breeze blew outside the door, for fear that something unexpected would happen.

However, as time went by, such nights gradually became the norm, and Ling Mohui slowly got used to this uneasy waiting.

"It's late at night again. Has Zheng Jiaxuan not returned yet?" Ling Mo replied before turning off the lights, her tone less nervous than it was at the beginning.

"I just got back not long ago, so Miss, just rest assured." The personal maid Mo Hua replied gently.

Could it be that the purpose behind Fu Yansheng's intensive questioning of Zheng Jiaxuan for two consecutive days was really to completely uncover the hidden and huge shadow behind Wang Ye?

Although Ling Mohui had some doubts in her heart, she felt a little relieved when she thought that Fu Yansheng, as an official, had always upheld the principles of fairness and selflessness.

Thinking of this, a feeling of trust and peace of mind arose spontaneously. Ling Mohui's thoughts gradually drifted away, and soon she was immersed in a sweet dream.

Thanks to Ling Mohui's careful management in recent times, the small shop that was once deserted has gradually regained its former bustle and vitality, and business is booming.

During these two days of free time, Ling Mohui was thinking about finding some wonderful scripts to entertain herself, but she never expected that Ling Zhiyun would come to her unexpectedly like a surprise in the spring breeze.

"Third sister, how come you have time today to visit my humble place?" Ling Mo replied with a look of surprise on her face.

Ling Zhiyun held Ling Mohui's arm, her eyes full of pleading, and she whispered coquettishly in her silky voice: "Second sister, there is a poetry gathering today, will you accompany me? With you by my side, I won't feel lonely."

"Alas, my second elder sister doesn't have any talent for poetry or songs. I'm afraid I'll become a laughing stock if I go." Ling Mo smiled at herself, knowing deep down that her attainments in poetry and literature were not profound.

Although I have recited Tang and Song poems before, that was more for the purpose of coping with imperial examinations. It is really difficult for me to improvise poems and couplets.

What's more, Ling Zhiyun is talented and has long been a well-known talent. She is not willing to be a foil in such an occasion.

"Actually, I don't want to go either. But my parents arranged this marriage for me, and the other party is said to be in attendance. I'm curious and want to see this future husband in person."

There was a hint of helplessness in Ling Zhiyun's eyes, and Ling Mo could see that hint of resistance clearly.

She knew in her heart that the person Ling Zhiyun truly loved was actually Fu Yansheng.

But things have come to this point, Fu Yansheng is already her husband, Ling Zhiyun naturally cannot and should not object to this marriage.

"Second sister, just this once, please accompany me. I only want to share this kind of private observation of my future husband with you. If outsiders knew about it, I'm afraid it would affect the reputation of our general's mansion."

Ling Zhiyun is smart and clever. She knows very well that this is a matter concerning the family's reputation and she must not be careless. She is even more unwilling to easily hand over her lifelong happiness to others.

So, he held Ling Mohui's hand tightly and embarked on a journey to find his ideal partner.

"It's fine to go, but I have to say in advance that I avoid things like singing to the wind and playing with the moon."

Ling Mohui pretended to be arrogant and pursed her red lips, with a look of disapproval between her eyebrows.

Ling Zhiyun couldn't help but chuckle when she heard this, with a bit of doting and understanding in her tone: "Don't worry, second sister, I will never make things difficult for you. How about we just go and enjoy it today?"

……

To this day, Yuexuan Building has been fully booked by all the famous and prestigious families, and the entire building is shining under the brilliant lights.

Inside the building, both the upper and lower floors were crowded with people. Young talents in gorgeous clothes and charming young ladies were coming in an endless stream. Their laughter and footsteps were intertwined, making the building very lively.

The air is filled with a faint scent of ink and flowers, heralding that a cultural feast is about to begin.

As soon as Ling Mohui sat down, her eyes inadvertently met with a gentle man sitting opposite her. It was Fu Yansheng. Sitting next to him were the erudite Zhao Guanwen and the heroic Li Mianzhi.

When their eyes met, Ling Mohui's heart seemed to be slightly rippled.

Ling Zhiyun keenly captured this subtle moment, quietly approached Ling Mohui, and whispered in a voice that only they could hear: "Second sister, look, my brother-in-law is here too. Do you want to invite them to sit with you so that we can take care of each other?"

Ling Mohui heard this, propped up her chin with her hand, and said indifferently, "The purpose of our trip is to help you choose a good match. With fewer people around, it may be easier for you to observe and choose the most suitable half."

Ling Zhiyun savored her sister's words and felt that there was some truth in them, so she sighed softly, and a barely noticeable sadness flashed across her eyes.

Ling Mo watched this subtle change in emotion and suddenly felt a little regretful.

Am I too decisive?

Thinking of this, a strong determination surged in my heart.

That's right, she should try her best to promote the marriage between Ling Zhiyun and Fu Yansheng. In this way, the day when she can break free from the shackles of the Fu family will not be far away.

This thought was like a ray of warm sunshine, illuminating her heart and making her eyes sparkle with bright light involuntarily.

"Ling Mohui, so you are here too!"

Just at this moment, a slightly surprised voice came from behind, interrupting her thoughts.

When he turned around, he saw Yuan Fangfang staring at him with her bright eyes wide open and a look of disbelief on her face.

Ling Mohui put on a relaxed smile and said, "Since you, the gossip princess of the capital, can come, how can I miss such a grand event? We are the same."

Yuan Fangfang was not willing to be outdone, and pouted and retorted: "Do you think I like coming to this kind of occasion? It's because..."