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

Fu Yansheng's face was as calm as a stone sculpture, with a complex light and shadow in his eyes: "Even so, what can we do? If the Zhang family had not acted improperly and given the General's Mansion an opportunity to take advantage of it, how could it have come to this? Ling Mohui knows nothing about those old things. What happened between us is just a trick of fate. It's meaningless to talk about these things anymore."

When Zhang Yueying heard this, tears rolled down her cheeks like pearls from a broken string: "Fu Yansheng, I have protected my pure heart for you for many years, but what I got in return was your betrayal and the pain of a knife piercing my heart!"

Fu Yansheng clenched his fists, exuding an irresistible aura of determination. He brushed past Zhang Yueying and left only a cold word: "We will leave the Hu Mansion immediately and we will never meet again."

Ling Mo returned to the Hu Mansion with a heavy heart. She remained silent and started packing her luggage.

It was late at night, the candlelight flickered, and her movements were determined and hurried.

At this moment, Yuan Fangfang stepped into the door and looked at the busy Ling Mohui, full of confusion and surprise: "Mohui, where are you going so late?"

"I'll go ahead and meet you at the city gate tomorrow morning!" Ling Mo picked up her bag and without any hesitation, her figure quickly disappeared into the night.

……

Ling Mohui walked out of the Hu Mansion. Under the moonlight, her figure seemed a little lonely. She finally chose a nearby inn as a temporary shelter.

As soon as she stepped into the inn, a crowd of people rushed in, and before she knew it, she was bumped into by someone who suddenly appeared.

"Who is so reckless?" Ling Mohui staggered a few steps to steady herself. When she turned around, she happened to catch the silhouette of Fu Yansheng hurrying on the road with an old doctor.

"Doctor, please go upstairs and check on the girl first."

Fu Yansheng's voice was mixed with a hint of anxiety, and the moment his eyes met Ling Mohui's, an indescribable complex emotion flashed across his face.

Ling Mohui frowned slightly and asked in confusion: "What happened?"

"Ling Mohui, Zhiyun suddenly fainted. Does this have nothing to do with you?" Fu Yansheng's words were as sharp as a blade, cold and direct.

Ling Mohui was so angry that her face turned pale when she heard this, and she retorted: "I just stepped into the door, and you are making groundless accusations like this. Are you confused?"

Fu Yansheng seemed to turn a deaf ear to her rebuttal, and said in a stern tone: "You'd better hope that she is okay, otherwise, you will bear the consequences yourself."

Ling Mohui said nothing and followed Fu Yansheng upstairs.

After the doctor examined her, he slowly said, "This girl seems to have been poisoned and is unconscious. Fortunately, the poisoning is not serious. I will prepare the antidote immediately."

Upon hearing this, Fu Yansheng suddenly grabbed Ling Mohui's wrist, his eyes as sharp as a hawk: "You still dare to say that you have nothing to do with this matter?"

Ling Mo replied with a hint of helplessness in her anger: "Perhaps she couldn't stand your amorous feelings and acted impulsively. Why do you put the blame on me?"

She was so angry that she almost jumped up and down, her words were full of dissatisfaction and grievance.

"Still quibbling. Even though Zhiyun looks weak and frail, her eyes reveal a tenacity that should not be underestimated. With such a strong character, it is absolutely impossible for her to do such a foolish act of self-destruction. In this situation, who else could it be if not you?"

Fu Yansheng's voice was resounding, and his brows revealed an unquestionable determination.

Ling Mohui's face flushed with excitement, but a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. The applause was crisp, mocking and self-pitying. "What an amazing logical deduction! Fu Yansheng, could it be that your intelligence has been moldy due to the recent rain, and you have lost your judgment?"

"I don't have the time to argue with you! Come, take him away!" Fu Yansheng's voice was as cold as iron and did not allow for rebuttal.

Ling Mohui's face darkened, like a dark cloud covering the sun, and she asked angrily, "Fu Yansheng, what exactly do you want to do?"

"Keep a close eye on her. Without my order, she is not allowed to leave. After returning to Beijing, be prepared to accept half a month of confinement as punishment!"

Fu Yansheng's words were like ice, and every word struck Ling Mohui's heart.

Ling Mohui's anger was boiling, almost bursting out, "You should see a doctor. It's ridiculous to put the murderer's hat on me for no reason!"

However, Fu Yansheng seemed to have made up his mind. Without waiting for Ling Mo to say anything more, he signaled Mo Yi to take him away by force.

The next day, after careful nursing, the toxins in Ling Zhiyun's body were finally cleared out.

Ling Mo came back wanting to take this opportunity to confront Ling Zhiyun and find out the truth, but was unexpectedly dissuaded by Mo Yi's gentle words.

"Miss Zhiyun is still very weak and can't stand the slightest storm. Madam, please be patient for now. When she is in better spirits, you can ask her again. After all, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry."

Looking at the scenery passing by outside the window, Ling Mohui thought to herself that at this rate of recovery, by the time Ling Zhiyun fully recovered, the trip would be almost over.

Does she have to bear this false accusation and move forward with grievance all the way?

Just at this moment, Fu Yansheng carefully fed Ling Zhiyun the medicine and was about to leave when he heard the crisp sound of porcelain breaking from the next room, "clang clang clang", and even the air seemed to vibrate a little.

Mo Yi was embarrassed, hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Sir, maybe you can go and persuade the eldest young lady yourself? She is very angry and might hurt herself."

Fu Yansheng's eyes were deep, but his voice was firm. "Let her go. If someone really dares to attack Zhiyun, Mohui's safety will also be difficult to guarantee. We must guard her strictly and don't let any suspicious people get close."

Mo Yi sighed lightly, full of doubts, "Since you are so worried about the eldest young lady, why don't you just tell her directly? Why do you have to go through so much trouble and make her so angry?"

Fu Yansheng turned his gaze to Ling Mohui's tightly closed door, from which the frightening sound of shattering could be heard from time to time. He frowned slightly, sighed, and helplessly ordered: "Wait until she calms down, go in and clean it up, and be careful not to let the debris hurt her."

"Yes, sir, I understand."

……

On the day of departure, the city gate was bustling with people, and among the crowd, Ling Mohui accidentally caught a glimpse of Yuan Fangfang's figure.

Obviously, Fu Yansheng did not relax his surveillance on Yuan Fangfang, and even her request to ride in a carriage was ruthlessly rejected.

Therefore, Yuan Fangfang's carriage could only follow Ling Mohui, and the two teams walked side by side, moving slowly towards the direction of the capital.

After several days of bumpy ride, the convoy finally arrived in Beijing. Ling Mohui was extremely anxious and wanted desperately to meet Ling Zhiyun face to face and solve the mystery that was lingering in her mind.

"Third sister, give me a clear explanation. What exactly happened to the poison that you were poisoned with?"

Ling Mohui almost rushed to Ling Zhiyun, holding her shoulders tightly with both hands, her eyes full of anxiety and uneasiness.