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

Chapter 162: Really Clever

Ling Mo looked back at the closed door, and an indescribable panic surged in her heart: "Fu Yansheng, what do you want? If you have anything to say, can't we talk calmly?"

Fu Yansheng did not answer, but suddenly stepped forward and pressed her under him. His hand gently covered her abdomen, and his voice was full of irresistible dominance: "Since you are so keen on running away, then I will give you a reason that you cannot give up - get pregnant with our child. When the time comes, I wonder where you can escape to!"

"You are totally unreasonable! Fu Yansheng, if you really dare to attack me, don't blame me for being destroyed along with you!"

Ling Mohui roared, her eyes full of determination.

"You have challenged my bottom line time and time again, Ling Mohui. I have already warned you that you will never be able to escape from my world in your lifetime!"

Fu Yansheng's eyes were red as fire. He lowered his head and fiercely branded a mark on her neck. The cold touch was like a sharp blade, piercing into her heart, making her shudder.

Just as Ling Mohui struggled hard, trying to get rid of this shackle, Ling Zhiyun's anxious voice came from outside the door: "Sister! Brother Yan Sheng!"

Fu Yansheng's movements suddenly stopped, as if time had frozen at this moment.

Ling Mohui took the opportunity to struggle free and hurriedly pulled the quilt to cover her disheveled body.

Ling Zhiyun pushed open the door and walked into the room full of subtle atmosphere. She saw Ling Mohui's blushing cheeks and messy hair at a glance, and immediately understood what had happened in the room.

Anger and jealousy intertwined and spread in Ling Zhiyun's heart. She clenched her hands into fists, almost crushing her sleeves.

"My husband, I shouldn't have disturbed you, but the prefect, Lord Anzhou, has been waiting outside for a long time, and the matter is urgent."

Although Ling Zhiyun's words were gentle, they contained a firmness that could not be refused.

The fire in Fu Yansheng's eyes gradually died down. He straightened his clothes and stood up, as if ready to leave this vortex of emotional entanglement.

Ling Zhiyun came forward obediently, carefully straightening his collar, and said in a sweet voice: "My husband, please go and take care of your affairs. I am here to accompany my sister."

Fu Yansheng didn't say anything else. He turned around and left the room, leaving the door behind him shaking slightly, as if telling an unfinished story.

Ling Zhiyun glanced sideways, with a hint of playfulness in her eyes. She glanced at Ling Mohui lightly, with a tone of subtle provocation: "Sister is really good at it. She made the husband crazy as soon as she came. Who in the whole mansion doesn't know it?"

Ling Mohui frowned slightly when she heard this, and pursed her lips into a line. She responded unhappily, "If you really care, you should keep an eye on him instead of saying irrelevant things here."

Although her voice was not loud, it was full of unquestionable firmness and revealed her dissatisfaction with this delicate situation.

"We all know who he is,"

Ling Zhiyun sighed softly, as if she was talking to the air, with a complex look in her eyes, "His decision has always been so firm and unwavering, no one can change it, and no one can influence it."

After she finished speaking, she slightly turned sideways, her skirt brushed the ground lightly, leaving a faint fragrance, then turned around and slowly left the room.

Ling Mohui stood there for a moment, then took a deep breath, as if to put all the troubles aside, and then quickly and orderly got dressed and got up.

After she went out, the sun shone on her shoulders. She immediately ordered the guards, her voice gentle but with an irrefutable majesty: "Go and release Chuntang quickly. She is innocent and should not suffer this injustice."

After saying this, his eyes revealed a concern that could not be ignored.

When Chuntang was brought in front of her, Ling Mohui examined her carefully, gently stroked her hair, and asked softly: "Are you okay? Are you injured anywhere?"

Chun Tang shook her head, her eyes sparkling with gratitude, and asked in a low voice: "Miss, what did you do to make Prime Minister Fu so angry?"

Ling Mohui just smiled calmly, her eyes deep: "When the time comes, everything will become clear."

Just at this moment, light footsteps were heard on the stairwell, and a pretty young woman slowly came into view. It was Xia Ranran, Ling Zhiyun's good friend and a bright spot in the capital.

"Ran Ran!"

Ling Zhiyun came forward like a spring breeze, her face filled with a joyful smile, like the warm sun in winter, warm and bright.

Xia Ranran's gaze involuntarily lingered when it came into contact with Ling Mohui, and a complex emotion flashed across her eyes: "Yun'er, this is..."

"My second sister, Ling Mo is back!"

Ling Zhiyun's introduction was simple and direct, but it created an imperceptible ripple in the air.

"So she is Ling Mohui!"

Xia Ranran's voice was a little cold and hard, and the look she gave Ling Mohui was instantly filled with an indescribable hostility, as if their meeting was destined to cause some waves.

Ling Mohui felt a little surprised and frowned slightly. She was puzzled that her name could arouse such a reaction in Xia Ranran's heart.

As far as I can remember, I had only met this young lady from the capital, the Xia family, a few times, and our friendship was quite shallow.

Xia Ranran sneered, her words mixed with sarcasm and disdain: "Yun'er, you may not know that she is a married woman, but she can easily make those unmarried young men infatuated and obsessed with her."

Facing Xia Ranran's words, Ling Zhiyun verbally defended herself: "Xiao Qi, you can't say such things casually. Mo Hui is my biological sister, and she is also the wife of the current Prime Minister. How could she do something against moral principles?"

But there was a subtle light in her eyes, as if she was looking forward to a good show.

"Haven't you heard yet? The reason why Prince Wei was willing to join the army was actually all for her!"

Xia Ranran's words were like sharp arrows, piercing through the calm appearance and hitting the vital point. Her eyes were full of jealousy, staring at Ling Mohui closely, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, full of unwillingness and hatred.

Ling Mohui frowned upon hearing this, with a look of confusion and vigilance in her eyes: "How do you know this?"

"What's so strange about this? The whole camp is going crazy over this news! General Wei took the initiative to ask for punishment for you, and just received twenty lashes. Such a sacrifice is not something an ordinary friend can make."

There was a distinct sting in Xia Ranran's voice, and every word she said was like a sharp knife, cutting the air around them.

"what?"

Ling Mohui's heart was shocked. She was about to get up and find Wei Ruoming to ask for clarification, but when she turned around, she bumped into Fu Yansheng's entourage. She immediately realized that it would be difficult to get away from this trip.

"You still have a conscience and care about General Wei, but given your current situation, how can you be qualified to care about other people's affairs?"

Xia Ranran glared at Ling Mohui, her eyes filled with both resentment and a bit of unwillingness.

In her opinion, if it weren't for Ling Mohui, the throne of Wei's Crown Prince's Consort would most likely have been hers.