ebookland Chapter 194 Choosing Her
Chapter 194 Choosing Her
She racked her brains but could not find a word to refute.
Fu Yansheng's choice was like a heavy hammer hitting the lake of his heart, causing huge waves.
He actually chose her between her and Ling Zhiyun?
Did he really want to spend the rest of his life with her? This idea was so absurd that Ling Mohui could hardly believe it was true.
Things have developed to this point. If I continue arguing, I will probably just appear to be being unreasonable.
Ling Mohui could only watch helplessly as the luggage that had just been loaded onto the carriage was being moved back to its original place one by one by the servants ordered by Fu Yansheng. Her heart felt as if it was being cut by a sharp knife and the pain was unbearable!
She turned around and ran towards the depths of the alley with almost all her strength, trying to use speed to get rid of the heaviness and confusion in her heart.
"where are you going?"
Fu Yansheng's voice came from behind, with a bit of anxiety and confusion.
"Relax!"
Ling Mo's answer was short and firm, but it could not conceal her inner panic and confusion.
She found it hard to accept this reality. If Fu Yansheng really divorced Ling Zhiyun, wouldn't she have to be tied to this man whom she once loved and hated for the rest of her life?
Isn't Ling Zhiyun the heroine in the story? Why did the protagonist's halo lose its effect at this time? Ling Mohui's thoughts were like clouds blown away by the wind, messy and blurred.
She walked on the busy streets, feeling confused and not knowing where to go in the future.
In a daze, she unknowingly walked to the secret residence called "Moon House".
This was the safe haven that she secretly entrusted to her personal maid Mo Hua, and it was where all her hard work and wealth were hidden.
Sometimes, she really wanted to take all of this with her and escape from the hustle and bustle and constraints of the capital under the cover of night.
But reason told her that as long as she was still within the territory of the Great Qi Kingdom, Fu Yansheng would always find a way to find her, the Fu Yansheng who followed her like a shadow and was always a tangled mess.
Ling Mohui walked into the house in a daze. Just as she was about to lie down on the bed to seek some comfort, she was suddenly startled by a sharp call.
"Ling Mo, come back!"
The voice was clear and firm, penetrating the air and reaching my ears.
She sat up suddenly, her eyes searching everywhere, and finally fixed on a handsome man in purple brocade clothes, who was sitting calmly and elegantly in a chair.
She quickly checked the surroundings, and found that the doors and windows were all closed. Her suspicion turned into vigilance, and she looked at the man: "How... did you get in?"
There was three parts of anger and seven parts of vigilance in his tone.
The man called Deng Guiping was still relaxed, with a faint smile on his face: "How I got in is none of your business."
His attitude was relaxed and casual, and he seemed not to take Ling Mohui's questions to heart at all.
Ling Mo stood up, an indescribable anger welling up in her heart. Since when did everyone start to boss her around like this? She put her hands on her hips, her eyes wide open, "You broke into my house and you still talk to me in this tone?"
Deng Guiping raised his eyes, his deep eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts. He looked Ling Mo up and down and replied: "Are you the young master of Tianyi Sect?"
There was a hint of confirmation and exploration in his words.
Ling Mohui hurried forward, covered his mouth in panic, and lowered her voice: "Eunuch Zhao, if you have something to say, just talk it out. Don't just casually give someone a false identity!"
Deng Guiping did not respond, but just looked at her with a meaningful look, which made Ling Mohui feel inexplicably uneasy.
She withdrew her hand guiltily and asked tentatively, "Eunuch Zhao, you came all the way from the palace, so it must be more than just a visit, right?"
"From today on, you are a member of the Zajia family."
Deng Guiping calmly adjusted his sleeves, his gesture revealing an irrefutable determination.
When Ling Mohui heard this, she was shocked and even more stunned.
"My Lord, you may have made a mistake. I am the wife of the Prime Minister."
Ling Mohui tried to use her identity as a shield. As smart as she was, she naturally did not want to be involved in the power game between Fu Yansheng and Deng Guiping.
Deng Guiping just smiled coldly: "It's not up to you."
As soon as he finished speaking, hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the door, followed by Fu Yansheng's shout that pierced the quietness of the yard: "Ling Mohui! Come out!"
Deng Guiping's eyes suddenly became sharp. He quickly took off his coat, revealing his muscular chest with clear lines. This move surprised Ling Mohui.
"You...what do you want to do?"
Ling Mohui widened her eyes in confusion, feeling uneasy.
Deng Guiping didn't take it seriously and threw his coat into the burning incense burner, causing sparks to fly.
Then, he suddenly grabbed Ling Mohui's collar and said, "Let me borrow your clothes for a while!"
Before Ling Mo could react, her world began to spin. A moment later, her coat had fallen into Deng Guiping's hands, and she was left with only a thin bellyband to cover her body.
Fu Yansheng rushed into the yard and what came into his sight was the sight of Ling Mohui with her upper body naked and only wearing a bellyband, while Deng Guiping's figure left a residual image at the window and quickly disappeared.
"Don't come in, get out now!"
Fu Yansheng almost roared as he finished speaking, then took off his coat and gently but eagerly wrapped Ling Mohui tightly.
"How dare you have an affair behind my back?"
Fu Yansheng's eyes were red like flames, and his anger almost ignited the air around him. It seemed as if he was going to tear Ling Mo apart and skin her in the next second.
"He took off his own clothes and snatched my coat!"
Ling Mohui pointed with trembling fingers at the extinguished incense burner. The remaining clothes inside proved that she was not lying. Deng Guiping's purple robe had been burned and turned into ashes.
What a dead without evidence! In this gloomy atmosphere, these few words were like a sharp dagger, piercing the hearts of everyone present.
"That's enough! I don't want to hear the details of your affair!"
Fu Yansheng clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white. He held onto the intricately carved chair back, his body trembling slightly, but he still managed to stand firm.
It was as if there were thousands of troops galloping in his eyes, full of murderous aura, making people dare not look directly at him.
"Catch him and execute him immediately!"
The order was resounding and carried an unquestionable determination.
The guards moved upon hearing the order and quickly left the room, leaving behind a series of hurried footsteps echoing in the empty corridor.
Ling Mohui opened her mouth, a trace of struggle and helplessness flashed in her eyes, but she swallowed the words back when they came to her lips.
Thinking that Deng Guiping knew her secret, if she angered that scheming man, her true identity would most likely be made public. At that time, she would be speechless and would have no place to appeal for her grievances.
She sat blankly beside the embroidered couch, her delicate embroidered shoes gently kicking the ground, the confusion and helplessness in her heart surging like a tide.
Ling Mohui was puzzled. How did she, a girl who had been raised in a secluded place since childhood and knew nothing about the intrigues of the world, become an innocent pawn in the power game between Fu Yansheng and Deng Guiping?