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

Chapter 139 I’m beating you

Ling Zhiyun actually looked down on her more and more, and even dared to openly bully people around her. How could she tolerate this?

Mo Qi held the emotional Ling Mohui tightly, and his voice was full of pleading, "Miss, please don't get into a conflict with Auntie for this slave! My little injury is really nothing."

Moqi has always been weak in character and tends to retreat when faced with problems.

Only when he was forced into a corner would he force himself to straighten his back. It seemed that Yun Ping's words today must have been extremely harsh and sarcastic, which made Mo Qi unable to bear it any longer.

Ling Mohui turned around gently, raised her hand and patted Moqi's head, her tone was both helpless and resolute, "Silly girl, blindly tolerating them will only make them more arrogant. Besides, I spent a lot of money to customize that dress, how can I give it to others so easily."

Mo Qi thought for a moment, then nodded in sudden realization, feeling that what Ling Mohui said was absolutely right.

"Then, I will accompany you to seek justice!"

Just as the three were about to leave Bailingxuan, they ran into Ling Zhiyun and her group who were walking leisurely towards them.

When Ling Zhiyun's eyes met Mo Qi, a hint of gloom flashed across her face for a moment, but she soon put on a warm smile.

"Sister, this is the latest dress made in the palace. I sent it specially for you!"

Ling Zhiyun was smiling and talking, holding a few pieces of clothing in her hands. The styles and fabrics seemed to be old items discarded by her own maid, which made people secretly gasp.

Ling Mohui waved her hand violently, with a bit of anger and determination, and slapped Ling Zhiyun's fair and delicate cheek with one palm, making a dull sound, and the air seemed to solidify in the impact of this moment.

Ling Zhiyun covered her face, which had instantly become hot, and felt warmth between her fingers. Her eyes flashed with disbelief and strong anger: "I brought you new clothes with good intentions and full of sisterly love, but you hit me without saying a word?

"I'm going to hit you! Who allowed you to touch my people without permission? Don't you even consider whether you have the qualifications and weight to do so?"

There was an unquestionable coldness in Ling Mohui's voice, and every word was like an icicle, dropped coldly to the ground.

At this time, Fu Yansheng stepped forward, strode in front of Ling Zhiyun, and protected her behind him: "Ling Mohui, you need to leave some room when doing things. Don't go too far and hurt the relationship between us!"

Ling Mohui sneered, her disdain evident in her words: "I went too far? She took my clothes without my permission, and even worse, she bullied the innocent maid beside me. I was just tit for tat, and reciprocated. How can this be called excessive?"

Fu Yansheng sighed deeply, his brows full of worry: "A piece of clothing, a maid, these are really insignificant compared to family affection. Why do you have to make such a fuss? No matter what style or color of clothes you like, I will personally pick out ten or eight pieces for you someday. After all, blood is thicker than water, and Ling Zhiyun is your biological sister after all. Isn't this a thousand times more precious than any other possessions?"

"I have no way to explain to you! Ling Zhiyun, let's just consider what you did to Mo Qi as settling our accounts. Now, please return my clothes!" Ling Mohui's insistence was firm and unquestionable.

Fu Yansheng turned to look at Ling Zhiyun, with a questioning look between his brows: "Which piece of clothing are you talking about?"

Ling Zhiyun leaned against Fu Yansheng, her voice gentle and apologetic: "Those are the autumn clothes specially prepared for each young lady. I saw that my sister was usually tired, so I took the initiative to select a few of the most exquisite ones and sent them to her, hoping to comfort her a little. Maybe I was not careful enough and did not consider her preferences, so I accidentally angered her."

Mo Qi, who was standing by, heard this and retorted anxiously, "You are confusing the public! It was clearly your maid Yun Ping who snatched the clothes that my young lady ordered. The size and style of those clothes were all customized according to my young lady's figure and preferences, but Yun Ping ignored everything and snatched them from me!"

Yun Ping waved her hands hastily, feeling a little aggrieved in her haste, and hastily explained: "No, I really didn't know that it was specially prepared for the Second Madam. It was just because when I entered the house, the master and the old lady emphasized that the two ladies were equally important. Although their statuses were different, they were all members of the General's Mansion, so I didn't think much about it and accidentally picked the wrong one..."

"But Moqi kept saying that our young lady was a concubine and her status was far inferior to that of the second young lady. The young lady happened to hear this and was naturally unhappy and wanted to teach her a lesson."

Before Yun Ping finished speaking, someone added something in a low voice, making the atmosphere even more tense.

Fu Yansheng's eyes suddenly became sharp, staring at Mo Qi closely: "You are a servant, yet you dare to be disrespectful to your master. You really don't know how high the heaven is and how deep the earth is!"

Mo Qi was so anxious that tears were about to fall. He shook his head desperately to deny it: "No, sir, it's not like that! It was her...she was the one who started the trouble first!"

"Come here, take Moqi away and punish him five times according to the rules of the mansion as a warning to others!"

Fu Yansheng's voice was steady and cold. After he gave the order, the whole scene fell into a depressing silence.

When Ling Mohui heard this, her body suddenly shook, and she stood in front of Moqi's petite body without hesitation, her eyes wide open, looking directly at Fu Yansheng.

"Fu Yansheng, if you dare to do anything improper to Moqi, even if you just touch her hair, there will be no room for maneuver between us, and we will be completely done with each other!"

"Ling Mohui!" Fu Yansheng frowned, his tone mixed with disappointment that was difficult to conceal, "You know, she is just a lowly maid, and she is easy to be used by people with ulterior motives. Keeping her will only be the source of trouble. Are you willing to destroy the harmony and peace that you and Zhiyun have worked so hard to establish for such an insignificant person?"

"The friendship between her and I was already broken when you intervened. What does it have to do with Moqi?"

There was a hint of bitterness and unwillingness in Ling Mohui's tone, and it was obvious that she was still brooding over the past.

"Ling Mohui, why are you trapped in this!" Fu Yansheng's brows were filled with deep worry, trying to awaken the other party's reason, "Don't be stubborn and fail to see the situation clearly! Now that things have come to this, how can you deny that you and I are not the ones who fueled the escalation of this series of disputes?"

There was a tense situation between the two.

Zhang rushed over after hearing the news, "Yan Sheng! How could you quarrel with Mo Hui over such a trivial matter as soon as you met?"

As she spoke, she quickly pulled Fu Yansheng away and turned to Ling Mohui, her tone full of love and understanding, "Mohui, don't bother with him. He is just a blockhead and doesn't understand the delicate social etiquette of the backyard."

Zhang then shouted, "Come here! Tell the young master who made that brocade robe with exquisite embroidery and dazzling golden flowers!"