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

Yuan Fangfang propped up her forehead with her hand, her expression indifferent: "I have no interest in those young masters in the capital. If there was one I really liked, I would have made him my husband long ago. Why would I wait until now?"

Wei Ruoming's eyes flickered, as if he suddenly had some revelation. A sly smile appeared in the corner of his eyes, and he had a plan in mind.

"I plan to go to the north in a couple of days. When I get there, I will carefully select the best ones for you to see the local customs and treasures."

Wei Ruoming's eyes revealed a sense of pride. He patted his chest and assured her generously, his voice full of unquestionable firmness, "Don't worry, I'm here to take care of everything."

Ling Mohui heard this, a hint of anticipation flashed in her eyes, and she quickly took a few steps closer and asked softly, "Are you going to the north too? Then can you take me with you? Maybe I can help you on the way, and you can also help me pick out a few things?"

"No way!" Wei Ruoming turned his head away with a helpless smile on his face. He refused without even thinking, his tone filled with a firmness that left no room for negotiation.

Yuan Fangfang, who was standing by, gently put down the cup in her hand, a sly smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she took Wei Ruoming's sturdy arm, with a cunning light flashing in her eyes: "Sir, how about taking me with you? I promise not to cause you any trouble."

Wei Ruoming shook his head repeatedly when he heard this, frowning slightly. "Oh, if you follow me to the north, if your strict elder brother finds out, he will chase me and scold me for three days and three nights. This is absolutely not allowed."

Seeing Wei Ruoming's firm attitude, Yuan Fangfang rolled her eyes and then turned to Ling Mohui, took her hand, and smiled: "Mohui, actually you want to go too, right?" There was a hint of coaxing in her tone.

"Ah?" Ling Mohui looked confused, with puzzlement in her eyes. When had she ever thought of this? Although she was indeed yearning for the vastness and mystery of the North, she knew her identity. How could she be allowed to leave Beijing without permission?

When Wei Ruoming heard that Ling Mohui seemed to be interested in going together, a hint of hesitation flashed across his brows, as if he was weighing something.

"Mohui, please plead for me and ask the prince to take us with him!" Yuan Fangfang shook Ling Mohui's arm, and her coquettish tone made it hard to refuse.

Ling Mohui was about to speak, but Wei Ruoming took the lead and said with a hearty smile: "Okay! In that case, I agree!"

Yuan Fangfang cheered immediately, her joy beyond words.

Ling Mohui was stunned for a moment, then asked hesitantly, "Do you really want to go?"

Yuan Fangfang gently held her hand and said earnestly: "Don't you want to escape from this heartbreaking capital and see the wide world outside?"

Ling Mohui nodded slowly, with determination flashing in her eyes: "You are right! Instead of wasting your life in this high-walled courtyard, it is better to see the real world as soon as possible!"

So, she turned to look at Wei Ruoming, her tone more determined: "Sir, when do we set off?"

Wei Ruoming pondered for a moment and answered seriously: "Three days later, if you are sure to go together, I will prepare a carriage and wait for you outside the North City Gate. Remember to prepare some necessary luggage."

Yuan Fangfang smiled widely: "Then it's settled. We'll set off together in three days!"

……

At the same time, in the study of the Grand Secretary's Mansion, the lights were on.

Fu Yansheng was carefully sorting the books and memorials piled on his desk with a focused look.

He looked up and told his attendant Mo Yi, "Take these important documents with you. They may be useful on the road."

Mo Yi answered respectfully and started packing and organizing things skillfully.

"Young Master, the journey north is long. Do we need to notify the young mistress to come along so that we can take care of each other?" Mo Yi suggested with concern.

Fu Yansheng was silent for a moment, his expression complicated, and finally he said coldly: "Just do your own duty, I will consider everything about the young lady."

As soon as the voice fell, Ling Zhiyun's figure slowly walked into the study.

Seeing this, Fu Yansheng's expression softened a lot. He took a few steps forward, and said with a bit of apology in his tone: "I'm afraid I'll have to trouble Miss Ling to accompany you on this trip north. The elders in the family are not in good health, and as a daughter, you should share your father's worries. Moreover, you are familiar with the terrain of the north. If you can lend a hand to me, it will be a blessing for the court and an honor for you."

Ling Zhiyun shook her head gently, speaking gently but firmly: "Your Excellency is too kind, this is my responsibility. My father is old and his old injuries have not healed. As a daughter, it is my great honor to be able to share some of his responsibilities."

Fu Yansheng nodded gently, with a hint of tenderness and concern in his eyes: "This journey north is long and tiring, I have thought again and again, and hope to invite your sister to go with you. You sisters can support each other and feel more at ease and comfort on the road."

Ling Zhiyun's eyes flickered slightly, with a barely perceptible bitterness in them.

But soon, she regained her usual gentleness and responded softly, "It would be most appropriate if I could have my sister accompany me. I will tell her right away, and I believe my sister will be very happy when she hears about it."

……

With the breeze blowing and the sunlight dappled, Fu Yansheng and Ling Zhiyun walked into Bailingxuan side by side. Unexpectedly, the door of Ling Mohui's room was closed, as if blocking out all the noise from the outside world.

The green vines clinging to the door frame add a touch of tranquility and mystery.

Just as the two of them stopped, Mo Hua hurriedly came out of the corridor, with a somewhat anxious look on his face and a gleam in his eyes, as if he was hiding many unspoken words.

"Miss Third, Miss... I accidentally caught a cold this morning. It is not appropriate to meet guests at this moment. I wonder if Miss Third and Young Master have come here for something important?"

Hearing this, Ling Zhiyun unconsciously slowed down her speech, revealing a hint of regret in her tone: "It's really not what we want. My brother-in-law was going north this time, and originally planned to ask my second sister to go with him. The journey is long and the mountains are high, and the trip is expected to take more than several months. Who would have thought..."

Fu Yansheng moved, trying to push the door open and walk in, but was stopped by her swiftly.

His brows were slightly furrowed, and his tone was somewhat dissatisfied: "Are you going to stop me too?"

"Oh, no, sir."

Mo Hua explained anxiously, gently blocking the door with both hands, "The young lady is seriously ill, and she must avoid the wind at this time. She is afraid that her illness will affect your health, young master!"

Fu Yansheng's face darkened. He stared at the tightly closed door and shouted in a deep voice, "Ling Mohui, if you are willing to come with me, come out and see me immediately. Otherwise, don't blame me, Fu Yansheng, for being heartless and unrighteous!"

In the room, apart from a few suppressed coughs that slowly dissipated in the air, there was no other sound. It was so quiet that it seemed as if time had stood still.

Fu Yansheng's knuckles turned white from clenching his fists, and his tone revealed determination: "In this case, I won't force you. I'll take my leave now!"