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

Chapter 196: Useless Fantasy

There was determination in Ling Zhiyun's words. After she finished speaking, she suddenly stood up and rushed out of the hall, leaving the room filled with astonishment and shock.

Ling's mother was extremely anxious and clapped her hands in haste: "Quick, hurry up and catch up to stop her! How can she, a weak woman, survive in this chaotic world without the protection of her family?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang and Ling Chuyun immediately chased after him, and the hall was thrown into chaos.

Father Ling stared at Fu Yansheng with a sharp gaze, and spoke each word with great gravity: "Fu Yansheng, you must remember that Yun'er was married to us in a formal way, and she is the legitimate daughter of our general's mansion. Even if you care about Mohui, you cannot ignore Yun'er's life and death."

"As for the divorce, I think you should think twice before you act!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Father Ling waved his sleeves violently, his robes fluttering, and he walked away with big strides, leaving behind only the subtle sound of clothes rubbing against each other, which echoed in the air for a long time.

Mother Ling slowly walked towards Fu Yansheng, her eyes full of love and expectation: "We have no other request, we just hope that Yun'er can have a place in the Gu Mansion. With the broad mind of the Prime Minister's Mansion, can't there be a place for a woman? During the New Year and other festivals, an extra set of bowls and chopsticks, an extra gift, it shouldn't be too much, right?"

Fu Yansheng remained silent. He did not make any further excuses. He just stood there quietly, accepting all the accusations and expectations.

As the Ling couple left, Zhang hurriedly followed with an apologetic smile on her face.

As for Ling Mohui, her face was unusually calm, but her eyes were flashing with deep thought. She stood up gently and walked out of the hall slowly alone, as if countless thoughts were swirling in her mind.

"Mo Hui!"

Fu Yansheng's voice sounded behind her, with pain and pleading that were difficult to conceal.

"What's the matter?"

Ling Mo turned around, her tone was light, but her eyes seemed to contain thousands of words.

Fu Yansheng looked at her, his heart aching: "For you, I have put aside my dignity to this point, do you have to abandon me cruelly and treat me like nothing?"

Ling Mohui was shocked. She had never thought that he was unfaithful to her, but he was still unwilling to let go of this complicated relationship.

Fu Yansheng's emotions are undoubtedly sincere and profound.

But the original owner in his memory had also begged for his love so humbly, and how did Fu Yansheng respond?

The original owner longed for even a hint of gentleness from him until the last moment of her life, but he was so stingy that he was unwilling to give her even a little sympathy.

Why should such a cold and heartless person ask her to compromise?

"Fu Yansheng, stop having unnecessary fantasies!"

Ling Mohui said this coldly, turned around and left resolutely, leaving Fu Yansheng with a resolute back.

Fu Yansheng slowly closed his eyes and sat there motionless. His lonely figure seemed to blend into the surrounding air, leaving only silence.

The next morning, the sun shone through the mist, and Ling Mohui stepped into Yue's house again on the pretext of inspecting the shop.

Everything seemed no different from yesterday. The furnishings in the house remained the same, and every item quietly told yesterday's story, without any change.

Could it be that Deng Guiping had really become another victim of Fu Yansheng's ruthless tactics? Ling Mohui felt uneasy, like ripples on the lake surface blown by the wind.

Her eyes unconsciously slid to the exquisite yet lonely incense burner at her feet. The rising smoke seemed to carry a hint of indescribable sadness.

She opened her red lips slightly and ordered the servant in an unquestionable tone to thoroughly clean up the incense ashes that carried unknown emotions.

Upon hearing the voice, the servants gathered around quickly and respectfully. They were about to do as ordered, but froze in their tracks when Ling Mohui suddenly tried to stop them.

"Wait!"

There was a hint of hesitation in Ling Mohui's voice. "There seems to be some ash left in the incense burner. Please leave first."

When the servants heard this, although they didn't understand what was going on, they didn't dare to say much. They lowered their heads and left the room, leaving behind only a series of small footsteps that gradually faded away.

The door closed silently, as if blocking out all the noise from the outside world.

Ling Mohui's figure seemed extremely lonely at this moment. She slowly squatted down, and gently brushed away the seemingly ordinary incense ash with her fingers, and a broken jade pendant quietly revealed its true appearance.

On the back of the jade pendant, there was an engraved totem that was both familiar and unfamiliar, as if it was some forgotten ancient secret, which made Ling Mohui feel an indescribable emotion in her heart.

She carefully put away the broken jade, feeling mixed emotions.

Before leaving, she once again instructed the servant to dispose of the ashes in the incense burner, as if she wanted to erase some unpleasant memories.

Ling Mohui's life didn't seem to have changed much because of this episode. She still carefully checked the operation status of each store as usual.

But unlike in the past, today she was not in a hurry to return to the home full of uncertainty, but chose to go to Yuan Fangfang, the woman who was innocently injured because of her.

In Ling Mohui's view, this is a responsibility she must fulfill.

The moment she stepped into the Jin Mansion, everything was arranged in an orderly manner, and the servants led her directly to Yuan Fangfang's quiet courtyard.

At this moment, the courtyard was filled with a rare warmth and tranquility - Jin Chengyuan had returned early, which was rare, and was sitting aside, immersed in a sea of ​​books, while Yuan Fangfang was lying comfortably on a rattan chair, playing with a few bright fruits in her hands.

Seeing Ling Mohui coming, Yuan Fangfang's face was filled with joy and she waved her hands happily, as if welcoming a long-lost friend.

She keenly noticed that Yuan Fangfang's mental state had improved significantly compared to the last time they met, and the lost liveliness and cheerfulness were slowly returning.

The whole courtyard was filled with harmony and peace. Jin Chengyuan wanted to leave tactfully, but Ling Mo stopped him with a look. Her words were gentle but firm and could not be refuted: "Mr. Jin, there is no need to do that. You are Fangfang's husband. You should understand the things here, right, Fangfang?"

Yuan Fangfang's cheeks were slightly flushed and she nodded gently, as if expressing her gratitude for Ling Mohui's tolerance.

After taking Yuan Fangfang's pulse and confirming that her condition had improved, Ling Mohui finally felt relieved.

At this time, the servant brought the carefully prepared medicine in a timely manner. For Yuan Fangfang, who had been taking medicine for half a month, this was undoubtedly a big test.

Ling Mohui knew this very well, so she promised to buy her favorite cakes and fresh fruits as a reward.

As soon as she finished speaking, the servant appeared like timely rain, bringing the snacks that Yuan Fangfang had been waiting for for a long time.

Jin Chengyuan urged Yuan Fangfang to take the medicine first, and although the latter was extremely reluctant, she had no choice but to drink the bitter medicine in one breath.

As the sky gradually darkened, Ling Mo realized it was time to leave, but she seemed a little hesitant when Yuan Fangfang tried to persuade her to stay.

Jin Chengyuan's light cough seemed to be the best reminder. With the Jin family's unique thoughtfulness, he asked whether he needed to send someone to the Lin Mansion to inform them so as not to worry his family.