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

Chapter 203 I will use time to prove

Ling Zhiyun was startled for a moment, then a trace of surprise and reluctance flashed across her eyes, but she quickly adjusted her mood and restored her usual calm smile: "After my sister disappeared, my husband and eldest brother were extremely anxious and rushed out of the palace. If my sister hadn't returned safely, I don't know how long the tense atmosphere in the palace would have lasted."

There was a subtle provocation in her tone, as if reminding everyone that as the queen, she also had an important role to play in this turmoil.

Fu Yansheng did not directly respond to Ling Zhiyun's advances. His silence seemed to be a reservation about the Queen's intervention in the matter, but he was also slightly tolerant because of Ling Mohui's disappearance.

Ling Mohui was unaware of all this. It turned out that she had become the focus of attention of all parties without realizing it.

Ling Chuyun was driven not only by duty, but also by the woman named Ling Mohui. Her every move affected his heart.

Ling Mohui's disappearance was like taking away the stabilizing force in his heart, causing his once firm steps to become hesitant and his inner world to be turned upside down.

It seems that this sudden disappearance has solved a potential major problem for the emperor?

Ling Mohui couldn't help but smile bitterly in her heart. She knew very well that in the power struggle in the harem, any disturbance would be enough to cause a chain reaction.

Would her disappearance invisibly push the Queen to the opposite side of her and sow an irreconcilable hatred?

And Ling Zhiyun, despite being full of concern, had to keep a certain distance under Fu Yansheng's inviolable gaze. She could only try to find opportunities for dialogue in this alienation in an almost unconscious way. Every time she tried to talk to him, she seemed so cautious and full of temptation.

"Hey, you need to rest after a tiring day, Aunt Yun, please leave first."

There was unquestionable tenderness in Fu Yansheng's words, but it also surprised Ling Mohui.

Is the intention behind this consideration to ignore Ling Zhiyun or to protect her?

Ling Zhiyun felt the continuous indifference, and the loss in her heart was as silent but continuous as the drizzle. The pain of being rejected made her eyes slightly red.

"Sister has just returned from danger, so she naturally needs the company and comfort of her husband. Yun'er knows this well, so I won't bother you any more."

There was unspeakable grievance hidden in her words, which was taken away with her slight bow.

Ling Mo looked at Fu Yansheng with a sharp look in her eyes, "Don't think that you can make me show mercy to Ling Zhiyun by doing this!"

There was a hint of displeasure in her voice, and she felt helpless about this complex emotional situation.

A barely perceptible trace of fatigue flashed across Fu Yansheng's face, and his sigh seemed to carry too much weight. "You misunderstood. I'm just worried that her presence will cause you unnecessary impact."

Perhaps only he himself knows how much truth and helplessness are contained in these frank words.

Ling Mohui was stunned for a moment. She had never expected Fu Yansheng to say that.

Fu Yansheng's assurance was like a ray of warm sunshine in winter. "Have a good rest. In the coming days, I will personally supervise Bailingxuan's safety and ensure that you are no longer threatened."

However, Ling Mohui didn't buy it. She snorted with sarcasm, "I'm afraid you're afraid that Ling Zhiyun will cause trouble again, and then you'll have to work hard to clean up her mess again."

Facing Ling Mohui's misunderstanding, Fu Yansheng frowned, "Mohui, why do you always misunderstand me like this? Can't you see my concern for you?"

His tone was filled with the pain of being misunderstood.

"Stop talking. It's no secret that you're protecting Ling Zhiyun. Who knows if you're sincere this time?"

Ling Mo rolled her eyes with disdain, turned and left, leaving the room filled with helplessness and estrangement.

Mo Yi sighed softly, his voice full of sympathy for his master, "Sir, everything you do for the young lady is out of deep love. Why doesn't she understand your good intentions?"

Fu Yansheng's gaze followed Ling Mohui's back and he spoke in a heavy voice, "Perhaps, the damage I caused her in the past was too deep, and it takes time to heal."

His eyes flashed with determination, "But Ling Mohui, I will prove it with my actions and make you believe in this relationship again."

"We... have a promising future."

These simple words contain infinite determination and expectations.

…As time passed, everything in the mansion seemed to have returned to an unprecedented tranquility.

Ling Zhiyun was like a cloud of smoke blown away by the wind, gradually disappearing from people's sight and losing her original sense of existence.

Ling Mohui knew in her heart that this was all due to Fu Yansheng's stern warning.

If Ling Zhiyun wanted to continue to maintain a peaceful life in the Prime Minister's Mansion, she would definitely choose to be forbearing during this period of time and no longer show off her edge.

In the capital city, beneath the apparent calm lies an undercurrent.

Various forces are quietly making their moves on the chessboard of the imperial court, and Fu Yansheng is toiling day and night, busy trying to balance the relationships between the various parties.

Although Ling Mohui lived in the mansion, through Mo Hua's frequent outings, she was still well aware of the dynamics of the court and the country, as if everything was under her control.

In the court, a storm is brewing, and the breath of change permeates every corner.

Even though Ling Mohui was in the backyard, she did not want her family to be involved in the dispute, and she tried her best to protect the Ling family from the impact of this storm.

Half a month later, an imperial edict broke the brief peace. The emperor abdicated due to serious illness. Fu Yansheng assisted the young new emperor to ascend the throne. The queen was promoted to queen mother overnight and began to control the overall situation behind the scenes.

The news did not slowly reach Ling Mohui's ears until the afternoon. What happened in the palace in the morning was already known to everyone by noon.

She sat on a swaying rattan chair, holding fresh fruit in her hands. Her seemingly nonchalant attitude concealed her keen insight into the current situation. "The court officials seemed to have established a delicate balance with the queen mother. The Great Qi Kingdom will usher in more than ten years of peace."

Mo Hua couldn't help but blurt out, "Why exactly more than ten years?"

Realizing her slip of the tongue, she immediately lowered her head and pleaded guilty, "My servant has spoken out of turn, please punish me, Master."

Mo Hua knew very well that every word could lead to disaster, especially when it touched upon the sensitive issues of imperial power.

This so-called "more than ten years" of peace is actually the temporary satisfaction of the current empress dowager's ambition and desire for power. But when the new emperor grows up, if the empress dowager still holds on to power, a new round of power struggles and bloodshed will be the inevitable outcome.

Ling Mohui didn't want to think too much about these long-term concerns at this moment. She had only one simple wish in her heart - to be able to walk out of the house freely and enjoy her own happy time in this rare period of peace.