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

Chapter 205: Clumsy Drama

Ling Mohui's eyes suddenly became sharp, and she turned to the pale and struggling Xu Yanqing, and her tone was full of unquestionable determination: "Now that things have come to this, Xu Yanqing, are you going to continue to make up lies about your affair with her?"

Xu Yanqing's forehead was covered with sweat. Although his body seemed weak due to being controlled by the silver needles, his words were firm: "It was Ling Zhiyun! She tricked me into asking Ling Mohui out. I noticed something was wrong and wanted to inform Madam Ling in time, but I didn't expect that Ling Zhiyun had poisoned the tea, intending to poison us and then frame us for the crime."

"Xu Yanqing, how could you be deceived by her! Ling Zhiyun's real purpose was to have sex between you and me while I was unconscious, so that we could have a child, and then use this innocent life as a pawn to frame Fu Yansheng. In this way, even if you recall everything in the future, you will mistakenly think that it was me who did it, and she can get away with it."

When Ling Mohui revealed the truth, a trace of panic flashed in Ling Zhiyun's eyes, trying to avoid the accusation that was as sharp as a sword.

"You have no evidence. What right do you have to say that I planned all this?"

Ling Zhiyun tried her best to defend herself, but her words showed a hint of weakness.

Ling Mohui raised a scornful smile and said, "Indeed, I lacked direct evidence before, but I have always had a question in my mind that I cannot get rid of."

She changed the subject, her eyes sharp, "Although Xu Yanqing is poisoned, my acupuncture skills can completely suppress the onset of the poison. However, look at his current state, his internal fire is raging, and the disordered pulse I found when I took his pulse just now makes me wonder if he has taken an overdose of Wu Zi Yan Zong Wan, a fertility-enhancing drug, recently."

As soon as these words were spoken, Ling Zhiyun and Xu Yanqing's faces changed drastically, and the scene was filled with dead silence.

Mother Ling was shocked and her eyes widened in disbelief: "Wu Zi Yan Zong Wan? Isn't that... a drug to help with pregnancy?"

Xu Yanqing seemed to wake up from a dream, his heart filled with the bitterness of betrayal: "Those sleeping pills you said were specially prepared to relieve my fatigue from investigating the case, tell me, what are they?"

Ling Zhiyun never imagined that the puzzle she had carefully arranged would be torn to pieces by Ling Mo's reply.

"Mr. Xu, don't believe Ling Mo's nonsense. I really gave you the sleeping pills for your own good. I saw that you have been weak recently, so I gave them to you out of kindness. How could you misunderstand my good intentions?"

Ling Zhiyun tried her best to defend herself, but the force in her words had obviously weakened.

Xu Yanqing stared at her blankly, feeling an unprecedented sense of strangeness in his heart, as if the woman in front of him had never really entered his life, but was just an illusory dream.

"No, I still have one left. If you insist that it's fine, you might as well ask the pharmacist to identify it."

Xu Yanqing slowly took out a delicate little medicine bottle from his lapel, his tone full of determination.

Ling Zhiyun's face suddenly changed, and the panic in her eyes could no longer be concealed: "You...you didn't eat it all?"

Xu Yanqing's face was solemn: "If I hadn't noticed that you were in an abnormal mood recently, and if you hadn't repeatedly instigated friction between me and Madam Gu, how could I have kept this precaution."

"So, you have been plotting against me from the beginning?"

Ling Zhiyun glared at Xu Yanqing, her eyes like burning flames, and then turned to Ling Mohui angrily, "Ling Mohui, are you satisfied now? Even Xu Yanqing is on your side!"

Ling Mohui just shook her head gently, as if even the energy to refute was drained by this sudden truth.

Ling's mother finally couldn't hold back her anger anymore. She took a few steps forward and slapped Ling Zhiyun in the face. "You're still blaming your sister until now? Are you still the pure and kind Yun'er we once loved?"

Ling Zhiyun burst into tears, her hands trembling as she covered her cheeks. She looked at her mother in disbelief, "Mom! Isn't the reason why I am like this today the result of you favoring Ling Mohui time and time again? Why am I inferior to her? Why do I have to be suppressed by her at all times?"

"Becoming a concubine was your own choice. Your father also tried his best to find a good match for you. The son of the Xu family was originally a good husband of equal status, but you insisted on squeezing into the Prime Minister's Mansion to become a concubine because of a momentary infatuation. Your sister, as the legal wife, has accepted you with all her heart, but you are still not satisfied. It really makes your father extremely disappointed!"

Ling's mother's words contained deep disappointment and heartache for Ling Zhiyun.

Ling's father's anger was like a volcanic eruption. With one palm, he brought down the solid table with a deafening roar. The fragments instantly turned into powder, and the fragments scattered, reflecting his angry and distorted face.

Facing this sudden storm, Ling Zhiyun's face turned pale and her eyes were filled with fear and helplessness.

She retreated in panic, and finally could only snuggle up to Jiang's gentle back, as if that was her only safe haven at the moment.

Jiang felt Ling Zhiyun's trembling, and her eyes softened involuntarily, mixed with a few complex emotions - sympathy and helplessness.

As a mistress, her identity made her particularly embarrassed in this family storm. She could not say anything and could only watch silently.

"Ling Zhiyun, Ling Zhiyun, I naively thought that even if you were unwilling to stay away from trouble, as long as you could stay at ease in the backyard and stop causing trouble, you would naturally have a place in the Prime Minister's Mansion. But look at you, what good things have you done!"

There was deep disappointment and heartache in Ling's father's words.

Then, Fu Yansheng's voice as cold as ice sounded, and every word was like a sharp blade, piercing Ling Zhiyun's heart: "From now on, the kindness between you and me is severed, and you just have to wait for the divorce letter!"

After saying that, Fu Yansheng's face was as gloomy as water. He grabbed Ling Mohui and walked out with big strides. His resolute back gradually blurred in Ling Zhiyun's eyes.

Ling Zhiyun looked at this scene, and unprecedented panic surged in her heart. She rushed forward desperately, grasping the corner of Fu Yansheng's clothes tightly with her fingers. The cloth seemed to be the only life-saving straw she could hold on to.

"Husband! You can't do this to me! You forgot our marriage agreement, and the days and nights we spent together. How can you bear to leave me alone and let me endure all the coldness and loneliness in this world?"

Her eyes were full of pleading, but her voice was trembling with fear.

Fu Yansheng coldly pried her hands apart. His eyes were deep and cold, filled with disappointment that could not be concealed: "What are you still trying to hide now? If our relationship is really as you said, then why did you ask Xu Yanqing for help and stage that clumsy drama?"

Ling Zhiyun's defense seemed so weak. Her tears welled up in her eyes. Her hands were still tightly grasping the corner of the clothes that no longer belonged to her, as if she was making a final struggle: "I didn't! Husband, you must not believe the one-sided words of Ling Mohui and Xu Yanqing!"