Qingyun's Love: Tiger Boy Falls in Love with a Pretty Lawyer

As they walked away, Ran Mo asked Hu Ling what they wanted to discuss. Hu Ling smiled and said, "Let's talk as we walk." The two of them walked on along the path along the canal.

After walking a short distance, Hu Ling asked, "Ran Mo, what do you think of Young Master Wu?" Ran Mo thought for a moment and said, "Young Master Wu is both knowledgeable and has good character, but I don't have a close relationship with him, so I can't say much about the details."

Hu Ling nodded and said, "I have known him for many years, so I naturally understand his character and talents. When we met by chance that night, you could also see that we have a good relationship. But I am worried that because of my status, I am afraid it will be difficult for me to stay with him for a long time." As she spoke, her eyes turned red.

Ran Mo understood what she meant. After a moment's silence, he said, "Since you two are getting along well and are willing to continue the relationship, why don't you end this relationship and move out of that brothel as soon as possible?"

I've always wondered, with Sister Hu's talent, it wouldn't be difficult for her to be a writer, so how could she end up in a place like this?"

Hu Ling burst into tears upon hearing this. She told Ran Mo her life story. In her early years, her family had been officials in Dayue City. Later, her ancestors committed a crime and were stripped of their official status.

She wandered around with her parents. Before she reached adulthood, her parents died one after another. A weak woman, isolated and helpless, she had no choice but to end up in this brothel.

She said with certainty that she was only here temporarily, writing books and singing songs to earn a little money, and had never done anything unruly or unruly. She was just hoping that one day she would meet someone who truly loved her and would save her from suffering.

Ran Mo looked at her sympathetically, sincerely wanting to help her make a decision. However, it was difficult for the Wu family, a family of officials, to accept a woman who had been in the entertainment industry.

Hu Ling looked up and said, "Yesterday, I received a letter from Master Wu from the capital, saying that they had almost finished their work and would be returning soon. I will wait for him to return and discuss our future plans with him in detail."

Please help me sort out my thoughts. In this huge town, besides Young Master Wu, I feel like you are the only one who can speak to me from the heart, and your insights are different from those of ordinary people."

Ran Mo's heart was moved when he heard about the letter. He wanted to ask for details, but then he thought it would be better to help Hu Ling make a decision first, lend a hand, and help this extraordinary talented woman get out of her predicament and realize her inner wish.

She said softly, "Don't worry, Sister Hu. As long as we treat others sincerely, I believe those who are kind will not let us down. The rules and regulations in this world are all made by humans. As long as we are determined and persevere, there is nothing we cannot break through."

Hu Ling shook Ranmo's hand gratefully and said, "My dear sister, Ranmo, you have comforted me and encouraged me. I feel much more clear-headed and relieved. I will definitely pursue what I want bravely. I will also inject this idea into my book."

"That's right. As the saying goes, writing reflects its writer. The beautiful wishes in the book also depend on people to realize them." Ran Mo said with a smile.

The two chatted for a long time. Ran Mo specifically asked her if Wu Shaoxin's news of his imminent return was true. Hu Ling nodded. If so, Ran Mo could take some action.

After saying goodbye to Hu Ling and returning home, Ran Mo began packing. She had decided to go to Dayue City alone to meet Qingsheng. He had gone through such a great ordeal, and she couldn't wait for him to come find her.

That evening, Ranmo explained his itinerary in detail to his mother. Although his mother was worried, she was also pleased to see her son's perseverance and courage.

So she helped her pack what she needed, gave her enough silver, and taught her safety precautions. With her mother's guidance and support, Ranmo felt much more at ease.

At dawn the next day, Ran Mo went to the post station to catch the first express train to Dayue City. Along the way, no matter the wind and sand, or the sun and rain, it could not stop her from eagerly wanting to see her heroic lover!

After three days of travel, the carriage finally arrived at Dayue City's gates. Border tensions were currently high, and inspections at the city gates were strict. Fortunately, her mother was knowledgeable and had prepared the relevant documents for her, so she wasn't stopped.

Ranmo, relying on his last impression, boarded a large carriage and headed towards the area surrounding the Duke's Palace. After getting off the carriage, he crossed two long alleys, turned around a gate, and arrived at the Qingsheng Mansion.

As she turned a long gray wall and was about to see his front door, Ran Mo suddenly felt a little nervous, and her mind became clearer. She wondered if Qing Sheng had returned by now. If not, what should she do?

She leaned against the wall, trying to calm herself. Then, she heard the snorting of horses from the other side. She quietly leaned against the wall and peeked over. She saw a servant leading a horse at the gate, as if they were preparing to leave.

She watched intently. She saw a man come over from the reddish-brown horse, patting it to check on the situation. He hadn't noticed them yet. Ran Mo, however, had already seen through him.

Ran Mo was so happy that she wanted to cry. Who else could it be but him? She wanted to cry, but she covered her mouth, not daring to, not wanting to. She slowly moved from one wall to the other, inching her way towards the man.

Qingsheng was packing his horse and preparing to leave. He had experienced so much and gained so much experience these days that he desperately wanted to tell someone about it. He didn't want to delay even a moment.

The horse beside him raised its head, and its soft mane rubbed against Qingsheng's face, making him feel itchy and tingling. Qingsheng patted the horse's neck gently.

When he looked up, he saw a person walking towards him cautiously from a distance, knocking on his heart step by step.

Qingsheng was overjoyed and ran over, shouting his name. Ranmo also trotted, afraid of falling like last time. Finally, the two of them met at a point.

Qingsheng easily picked up Ranmo and spun him around in circles. Ranmo laughed and flew happily in his broad and strong arms...

When the two stopped and hugged each other tightly, and then looked into each other's eyes, tears had already welled up in their eyes.

Qingsheng wiped Ranmo's tears and asked her why she came here alone. Wasn't she afraid of the big bad wolves on the road?

Ran Mo burst into laughter, stroked Qingsheng's cheek which had obviously become darker and thinner, and said, "Aren't you the hero who bravely drove away the big bad wolf?"

There, the two of them had endless intimate conversations to share. At this moment, no one could separate them.

When the two of them turned around slightly, they caught a glimpse of a group of people standing at the gate of the mansion, staring at them with their mouths and eyes wide open.

Ranmo suddenly felt embarrassed and quickly pushed Qingsheng away. Qingsheng still held her hand and said it was okay, they were all family. Ranmo was afraid that her family would see her.

It would be fine if it was just for the servants to watch the fun, but there were clearly two gods standing in the middle of the gate.

One was Wu Shao, and the other was a middle-aged man, dressed in luxurious official robes, with an imposing demeanor. It was easy to guess who they were.

Qingsheng also noticed the two men and pulled Ranmo over to greet them. After nodding to Wu Shao, Qingsheng introduced Ranmo as his father, the hereditary old lord.

Ranmo hurried forward and bowed. Qingsheng told his father that this was the young master Yun Mo Ran who was visiting our house last time. He was still studying.

His father nodded briefly. He told Qingsheng to take Ranmo inside to rest, and then reminded him not to act like a child. He was completely caught off guard by the sight of Hu Zi, who had just been on the battlefield, spinning around with the young master in front of everyone.

Qingsheng smiled and nodded, then pulled Ranmo into the mansion and went to his own room.