mtl008 Chapter 130 Uncover the mystery yourself
Chapter 130 Uncover the mystery yourself
Ling Zhiyun slowly approached and carefully held Ling Mohui's hand, with apology and uneasiness in her eyes: "Second sister, I was wrong before, I was too impulsive, you...you won't be angry with me, right?"
Ling Mohui smiled lightly, as if she didn't take the previous dispute to heart: "Third sister, what are you talking about? We are sisters, how can there be any overnight hatred?"
She wanted to see what kind of ingenious strategy Ling Zhiyun, who always loved to surprise people, could come up with this time to challenge her expectations.
"Second sister, what do you think, between enjoying a peaceful and comfortable life in this majestic and dignified general's mansion and living a leisurely life in the mountain resort, which one is more touching?" Ling Zhiyun asked with a hint of amusement, as if she had seen through everything.
"Of course, the Mountain Resort is more to my liking. With Han Zifeng by my side, when I climb mountains, my heart is filled with the mountains; when I cruise on the lake, my heart is filled with the water. How happy life is."
Ling Mo's answer was full of longing, and her eyes sparkled with a desire for freedom and joy.
Ling Zhiyun smiled faintly, and her voice was a little more gentle and seductive: "So, do you want to return to Han Zifeng's arms and relive those days of laughter and joy?"
"I do want to, but the young master in my family is so stubborn and insists on keeping me confined in the capital. I have no choice but to do what I want." Ling Mohui's words revealed helplessness, and a hint of unwillingness flashed in her eyes.
Seeing this, Ling Zhiyun lightly proposed: "Perhaps, Third Sister can lend a helping hand to Second Sister and try to get you out of your bondage. I wonder if you are willing to join me and conspire for this?"
It turns out that Ling Zhiyun's real intention was to help her escape?
"Of course I am willing. It would be a great blessing if I could return to the Summer Resort and regain my freedom." Ling Mohui pretended to be happy, but her heart was in turmoil.
"Then it's settled. Second sister, pack your bags tonight, and I'll arrange for your departure tomorrow morning. How do you think?"
There was a firmness in Ling Zhiyun's voice, as if everything was under control.
"Great!" Ling Mohui agreed happily.
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At dawn, on the next morning, Ling Mohui picked up her simple bag and quietly sneaked out from the side door of the general's mansion under the cover carefully arranged by Ling Zhiyun.
Although she was not completely convinced of Ling Zhiyun's intentions, the life of captivity was more unbearable for her in comparison.
Being in the general's mansion means not only confinement, but also the suffocating shackles of marriage with Fu Yansheng.
Her patience with Fu Yansheng had reached its limit, and escape became her only option.
Outside the city gate, the morning mist was lingering, and Ling Mohui's figure was gradually moving away.
Ling Zhiyun watched the carriage she was riding disappear at the end of the official road, and deep in her heart she felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction, as if everything was going smoothly according to her plan.
As he turned around, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he thought to himself: "Ling Mohui, I hope you can stay away. Only in this way can Yan Sheng and I grow old together and share eternity."
However, things are unpredictable. After Ling Mohui's carriage twisted and turned in the suburbs of Beijing, it returned to the general's mansion quietly at dusk.
She did not go looking for Han Zifeng's trace, but went straight back to this place full of entanglements.
Ling Mohui decided that she would personally uncover the mystery that Ling Zhiyun had carefully set up.
And when her eyes fell on the bright red silk on the lintel of the general's mansion, everything became clear.
What Ling Zhiyun did was just to ensure that she would not become an uncertain factor in her wedding with Fu Yansheng.
Faced with this defense, Ling Mohui couldn't help but sneer. She hoped that Ling Zhiyun and Fu Yansheng's relationship would be stronger than gold. In this way, her departure would be smoother. How could she talk about sabotage?
Just as Ling Mohui was about to turn around and leave this place of trouble, a familiar voice suddenly sounded, interrupting her thoughts.
"Girl!" An urgent call broke the silence.
Ling Mo turned her head and met Mo Hua's anxious and hurried figure.
"Ink painting!" Ling Mohui exclaimed.
Mo Hua rushed towards her like a gust of wind, wrapped his arms around her tightly, and said excitedly: "Girl, those rumors outside, saying that you have suffered a blow and are insane, I Mo Hua will never believe it! That Fu Yansheng is really ambitious and almost made you fall into eternal damnation. Now he is still in the mood to take a concubine, which is really shameless! Girl, why don't we fly away and find a pure land, and never come back to this sad place?"
Ling Mohui gently patted Mo Hua's back and said in a gentle tone, "Okay, don't be sad. Look, I'm safe and sound now, right?"
After calming down a bit, Ling Mohui immediately ordered: "Mo Hua, go back to my room, find the banknotes I hid in the most secret place, and help me choose a decent house. We need a place to live."
A hint of surprise flashed across Mo Hua's eyes, "Miss, are you planning to end your relationship with the Fu family once and for all?"
Ling Mohui raised a faint smile, her eyes flashing with determination, "It is not easy to sever ties with the Fu family. But every penny of my property is a bargaining chip for my future, and I must quietly transfer them to a safe place. Otherwise, if they fall into the hands of outsiders in the future, wouldn't I suffer a great loss?"
"Young lady, you are thoughtful. The Third Miss is in favor right now. We should really make preparations early."
When Mo Hua heard this, a look of approval flashed in his eyes and his voice was gentle but firm. It was obvious that he had taken Ling Mohui's plan to heart.
"One more thing. You must also take away those boxes of jewellery that I have treasured for many years."
Ling Mohui's voice was more unquestionable. She knew very well that these were not only wealth, but also a protective umbrella for her in the unknown future.
At this time, the Fu Mansion was decorating the house and preparing for the wedding banquet. Ling Mohui estimated that Bailingxuan would be deserted for a while, and it was the best time for Mo Hua to take action.
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On the auspicious wedding day, Fu Yansheng finally got rid of the tedious ceremony of the ancestral hall and looked for Ling Mohui with great anticipation, but found only an empty place.
Anxiety quickly crept up on his brows, and he immediately ordered that the entire Ling Mansion be informed of the incident.
The news that the wedding was forced to be postponed was like a stone that caused a thousand ripples, catching everyone off guard.
Ling Zhiyun was wearing a gorgeous wedding dress and was about to walk out of her boudoir, but when she suddenly heard about this change, her heart suddenly became tangled and she was in a panic.
After several inquiries, they found out that the root of the situation lay with Ling Mohui.
"Ling Mohui!" This name was like a sharp sword, piercing Ling Zhiyun's heart again.
"Why is it always her? We have already arranged everything, so why can't the wedding go smoothly?"
She was dressed in red with her skirt swaying. She almost ran out of the inner room, only to see that in the hall, all the family members had solemn expressions, as if the sky was covered with dark clouds, so depressing that it made people breathless.