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

"Oh? This person is also your friend?" Han Zifeng asked in a calm tone, revealing a bit of insight.

"He is my best friend! Master Han, can you lend me some money temporarily? I will pay him back double when I return to the capital!"

Ling Mohui requested urgently, the pleading in her eyes could not be ignored.

Han Zifeng turned his head, his eyes flashing with a thoughtful look, as if he was quickly sorting out some clues in his mind.

He said to Ling Mo in a gentle and teasing tone: "Tell me, this is 'very good'. How good is it? Could it be that he is the little lover that you have been carefully hiding?"

"No, you misunderstood..."

Ling Mohui was about to open her mouth to explain herself, but her eyes inadvertently swept across the increasingly crowded crowd below the stage, where the sounds of scrambling were heard one after another. Suddenly, an indescribable sense of urgency surged in her heart.

"Now is really not the time to discuss this. The situation is urgent. Just consider it as a favor, okay?"

Han Zifeng's mouth drew up a playful smile, he gently stretched out a finger and gently touched his lips, his eyes flashing with cunning and expectation: "Well, give me a kiss as a reward, and I will be happy to help you."

Ling Mohui couldn't help but frown slightly. Such a scene...

Why did she feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if she had seen a similar scene in some forgotten time and space?

"So it's you! The little thief who stole the jade pendant! You're the one who took advantage of me last time and caused Fangfang to misunderstand me!"

There was a hint of annoyance in Ling Mohui's tone, and her questioning was mixed with the sudden realization of memories being awakened.

"Oh my, you actually found out!"

Han Zifeng didn't care and still had a carefree smile, as if all the embarrassment and troubles had nothing to do with him.

Just when Ling Mohui decided to give up asking for help and was ready to find a solution on her own, a deafening sound of horse hooves suddenly came from outside the door. Along with the sound of heavy iron hooves, the door burst open and a team of soldiers rushed in majestically.

"The King of Pingnan has arrived! Who dares to act so recklessly here?"

A middle-aged man with dark complexion but bright eyes strode into the hall. He was dressed in gorgeous armor and exuded an unparalleled kingly aura.

Except for Han Zifeng who remained calm, everyone present changed color and held their breath, not daring to move.

As soon as King Pingnan said this, someone came forward, opened the cage that held Wei Ruoming, and took him away. King Pingnan then walked away leisurely amid awe-inspiring gazes, like a gust of wind that came and went without a trace, leaving only his majestic figure lingering in people's hearts.

Not until Yuan Fangfang and Wei Ruoming were rescued safely did Ling Mohui finally let go of her worries. The matter was resolved satisfactorily, and it was time to leave this place of trouble.

As soon as she walked out of the auction house, Ling Mohui heard a familiar voice calling her.

"Mo Hui! I'm here!"

Looking back, Yuan Fangfang was running towards me with a smile on her face, followed closely by Mr. Xu, who had steady steps and extraordinary temperament.

"Mo Hui, I'm so glad that you're safe and sound. I was so worried that my heart was broken!"

Yuan Fangfang hugged Ling Mohui, tears rolling down her face like pearls from a broken string.

Ling Mohui gently stroked her back and asked with concern: "Are you okay? Didn't those bandits hurt you?"

"As soon as they learned our identities, they immediately became frightened and were planning to sell us at an auction. Fortunately, the soldiers arrived in time. This time, they really lost both the wife and the army."

Yuan Fangfang said this with a tone that showed luck and relief.

When Ling Mohui heard this, a huge stone in her heart finally fell to the ground. As long as everyone was safe, everything else was secondary.

"This time it's really all thanks to Master Xu."

Ling Mo turned around and thanked the mysterious man who was always wearing a mask with gratitude.

Upon hearing this, Master Xu just nodded slightly. His deep eyes were hidden beneath the mask, and it was impossible to peek into his emotions. Silence was his only response, but it seemed to contain thousands of words.

There were subtle emotional waves in Yuan Fangfang's tone, as if the previous entanglement still cast a faint shadow in her heart.

She said lightly but tactfully: "I am naturally very grateful for your help this time. However, the world needs to be clear. When I return to the capital, I will definitely give you a generous gift to express my gratitude. From now on, you and I will owe each other nothing and live in peace in our own world."

Upon hearing this, Master Xu frowned slightly and took a step forward involuntarily, speaking with a hint of urgency and confusion: "What on earth made you act like this? Your attitude changed so suddenly. Is there something you can't explain?"

Hearing this, Yuan Fangfang retreated unconsciously, "Don't you have an answer in your heart? How can you easily forget what you did?"

Ling Mohui and Han Zifeng looked at each other, with complex emotions flowing in each other's eyes. As if they had a tacit understanding, Ling Mohui turned the topic to Han Zifeng without hesitation.

"Fangfang, Master Xu looks confused. I'm afraid there might be some misunderstanding. Maybe he really knows nothing."

Yuan Fangfang was gently nudged by Ling Mohui, and a puzzled look appeared on her face, "What other misunderstanding could there be? Who else could behave like that under that mask except him?"

Master Xu seemed even more confused, his brows furrowed, and his voice was filled with anxiety, "What are you talking about? When, where, and what mask? Why don't I know anything about it?"

Seeing this, Ling Mohui simply pointed it out: "Master Xu, do you really have no memory? In that long and narrow alley, you, or rather the person wearing your mask, forcefully kissed me!"

Upon hearing this, Master Xu was stunned at first, then he cast a sharp look at Han Zifeng who was standing aside feeling uneasy.

"Han Zifeng, did you use my mask without permission?" Master Xu's voice was low and powerful.

Han Zifeng seemed extremely guilty, and stepped back, his tone full of panic, "Brother Xu, calm down, this is definitely a misunderstanding, a huge misunderstanding!"

Yuan Fangfang also seemed to realize something, with confusion written all over her face.

Ling Mohui stood with her arms folded, a playful smile on her lips and her eyes flickering, as if she was enjoying a good show.

"Fangfang, don't you understand yet? The protagonist of the last prank was not Master Xu, but our Great Manor Master Han who staged the show himself!"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Fangfang was shocked, with a look of apology and self-blame on her face, "I, I actually misunderstood a good person! This, this is really my fault!"

Ling Mohui hesitated for a moment and said slowly: "In fact, I have wanted to tell you the truth for a long time, but I lack evidence. I am afraid that you will not believe it without any evidence."

Yuan Fangfang pursed her lips, a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes, she looked at Ling Mohui and said softly: "Mohui, I'm sorry, I was reckless last time, I shouldn't have taken action without asking for the facts."