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

Ding's smile was warm, and her words revealed a bit of playfulness: "The original plan was to go to the theater with your brother to enjoy the beauty of opera, but unfortunately he was suddenly entangled with work. And Zhiyun has always locked herself in the study these days, immersed in the sea of ​​books, so I thought of you. I wonder if my sister is willing to honor me and spend this leisurely afternoon with me?"

Although Ling Mohui's heart was somewhat gloomy, she couldn't help but smile when she heard her sister-in-law's invitation: "I have been feeling a little down lately. Perhaps listening to those moving operas can help me change my mood and forget my troubles for a while. Then I'd better obey your order!"

Hearing this, Mrs. Ding smiled brightly: "Great, then let's leave immediately and don't waste this wonderful time."

……

The afternoon sun shone lazily, and a little after noon, the gate of the Pear Garden slowly opened, and people poured in like a tide.

On the way to the theater, Mrs. Ding seemed to be talking like crazy, and she said with great joy, "Today's play is very exciting. I heard that a famous actor will sing the popular play of the female imperial concubine. Since the Manyun incident was resolved, I seem to feel much more relaxed, and your brother and I seem to have regained our old intimacy."

Ling Mo looked back at her sister-in-law's radiant face, her heart filled with relief.

A harmonious family brings prosperity. What could be more joyful than this?

As soon as they sat down, gongs and drums sounded, the opera curtain was immediately opened, and the voices of the famous actors on the stage were like heavenly music, which made the audience intoxicated.

Just as Ling Mohui was immersed in the rhythm of the opera, she inadvertently glanced at a figure flashing in the corner of the corridor on the second floor, which made her heart tighten.

Is that eldest brother?

His brows were slightly furrowed, with doubts in his mind.

You clearly said you wouldn't come, why are you here?

What was even more surprising was that right after that, a woman in a lavender dress passed through the corridor as lightly as willow catkins in the wind and stopped in front of a box with a half-open door.

That familiar figure—Man Yun!

Inside the box, the man with half of his face revealed was Zeng Mao from the Ministry of Households!

Is Manyun actually involved with this official?

The development of the matter was far beyond Ling Mohui's expectations. How come her elder brother was also involved?

She secretly observed Ding's reaction, fearing that this sudden secret would cast a shadow on the family relationship that had finally warmed up.

So, she whispered to Mrs. Ding, "Sister-in-law, I'm going to go to the bathroom and will be back soon."

Mrs. Ding seemed so engrossed in the play that she was completely unaware of Ling Mohui's thoughts. She smiled and nodded.

Taking the opportunity to leave her seat, Ling Mohui carefully walked through the crowded crowd and quietly came to the second floor.

At this time, Ling Chuyun was staring at the box intently and did not notice the person coming behind him at all.

Ling Mohui patted his shoulder gently. Ling Chuyun turned around suddenly and saw that it was his sister. His originally wary eyes gradually softened.

"Mohui, why are you here?" Ling Chuyun quickly pulled her into the private room next to him, trying to hide his whereabouts.

Ling Mohui deliberately looked at the box not far away and said jokingly, "I was just about to ask, brother, why are you here? Is it for Man Yun?"

Ling Chuyun looked nervous and lowered his voice: "Don't let my sister-in-law know about this, lest she starts to have wild thoughts and cause trouble!"

"Man Yun is the sister of my comrade-in-arms who shared life and death with me. He entrusted her to me when he was dying. How could I watch her fall into danger?" Ling Chuyun's voice was full of responsibility.

Ling Mohui sighed softly and reminded: "Brother, sister-in-law is downstairs now."

Ling Chuyun turned around suddenly, with a mixture of surprise and panic: "She's here too?"

"Man Yun's heart is set on the flames. Big brother, do you think you can pull her back from the edge of the sea of ​​fire by yourself?" Ling Mohui's words were filled with some worry.

Ling Chuyun sighed, his eyes full of helplessness: "Any help is a plus, even if it's just to slow down her pace towards destruction."

"Manyun, I'll take care of this place. You go down and keep your sister-in-law company!"

Ling Mohui's gaze was firm, and her figure looked particularly tall and straight under the dim light.

"No, you shouldn't get involved."

Ling Chuyun immediately retorted, his brows filled with worry and determination. He was well aware of the complexity of the matter and did not want his innocent sister to be involved.

"I am the wife of the Prime Minister. Even if Zeng Mao really notices me, what can he do to me?"

Ling Mo replied with a faint smile on her face, "Don't worry about me, go and accompany your sister-in-law! Don't let the family be in turmoil because of Man Yun."

After saying that, she gently patted Ling Chuyun's shoulder, her eyes full of warmth and encouragement.

Ling Chuyun's heart warmed up after hearing this: "Thank you for your concern, sister! When you are free, I will take you to taste the most famous food in Beijing and let you taste the real delicacies!"

"Then I have to order the best signature dish in Yuexuanlou!" Ling Mohui was not polite either, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

Ling Chuyun chuckled and said "Deal", then he turned and went downstairs.

Just at this moment, the door of Zeng Mao's box opened quietly with a slight creaking sound, and Manyun and Zeng Mao appeared one after another. The two had subtle postures and seemed to be whispering something beside the stairs.

Ling Mohui keenly captured this scene and secretly observed their every move.

Zeng Mao suddenly became furious, raised his hand and slapped Manyun hard in the face.

Manyun covered her red cheek with her hands, blood slowly seeping from the corners of her mouth. Her expression contained both humiliation and fear, and the scene was heartbreaking.

Ling Mohui frowned, and her sense of justice drove her to step forward. However, at this moment, a mysterious man wearing a silver mask appeared in her sight.

"Master Xu?" Ling Mohui frowned slightly. The vague figure in her memory overlapped with the person in front of her, but she soon noticed something was wrong. After hesitating for a moment, she decisively denied her guess, "No, you are not Master Xu, you are the thief who sneaked into the mansion that day and stole the jade!"

There was a mixture of surprise and caution in her tone.

Upon hearing this, the man did not retreat, but took a few steps closer, with a meaningful smile on his lips: "Girl, you have a good memory! However, a good memory is not always a good thing."

"We are strangers to each other. Please move aside and don't make things more complicated!"

Ling Mohui said in a deep voice. Although her voice was calm, her heart was already turbulent.

However, the man did not back down. Instead, he grabbed Ling Mohui's wrist with such force that it felt like an iron clamp, causing Ling Mohui to feel pain.

Ling Mohui followed the direction where Manyun left. Her gaze was as cold as ice as she stared directly at the jade thief who dared to steal in broad daylight: "What on earth do you want to do?"