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

Chapter 200: The Madman Who Dotes on His Wife



Chapter 200: The Madman Who Dotes on His Wife

Ling Zhiyun looked at the carriage going away, and silently stepped into the car following behind it, with an imperceptible complex emotion hidden between her brows.

"It's so cold, don't let yourself get cold."

Fu Yansheng handed the hand warmer in his hand to Ling Mohui, his actions revealed an unprecedented delicate care.

Ling Mohui was secretly surprised in her heart. When did this person become so considerate? Although she was puzzled, considering the cold outside, she did not refuse and reached out to take the hand warmer. The warmth from her palm seemed to slightly relieve the chill around her body.

Fu Yansheng noticed the fox fur cape on her and smiled: "This fox fur cape suits you very well. If you like it, I will have someone make a few more in the future."

Ling Mohui's face flashed with discomfort, but she responded calmly: "No, I can prepare it myself."

"You are my wife, and your wishes are my responsibilities."

Fu Yansheng answered in an almost gentle tone, which was completely different from the usual cold and distant Fu Yansheng.

As the carriage slowly started, it finally stopped on the street near the Temple of Heaven.

The scene before us was a bustling crowd of officials and carriages, which indicated that the upcoming ceremony would only become more crowded.

Soon, the queen's sedan chair arrived, and the scene became even more solemn and dignified.

As the chief minister, Fu Yansheng naturally walked at the head of all the ministers, accompanied the queen, and led everyone forward.

Ling Mohui followed the other ladies of honor. As the wife of the Prime Minister, most of the ladies of honor did not dare to surpass her position easily and were very respectful to her.

In sharp contrast is Ling Zhiyun. As a concubine, she was squeezed to the end of the line. Even among these ladies, her status was not as good as the wife of an ordinary sixth-rank official, which made her even more lonely and humble.

"Mrs. Fu is so blessed. Your husband is young and promising, and he is also the Prime Minister of the dynasty. From now on, when we are in the capital, we will have to act according to your mood!"

Several ladies were talking in low voices, their words expressing both envy and helplessness.

"Yes, it is said that the Prime Minister is a well-known wife-loving maniac. Last month, he spent a lot of money to buy this fine fox fur from my master. Not long ago, it was already worn by my wife!"

Another lady sighed.

"Oh, this makes me jealous!"

There were echoes from all around.

Ling Mohui lowered her head and examined the fox fur cape on her body. It turned out that this was specially made for her by Fu Yansheng? She originally thought that everyone in the family had one of these.

Now it seems no wonder that when Ling Zhiyun looked at this cloak, her eyes almost spewed flames.

"Enter the Imperial Ancestral Temple—"

The eunuch's loud singing in the distance interrupted everyone's conversation, and the crowd suddenly became quiet.

Fu Yansheng and Deng Guiping stood beside the queen, looking like two huge stones guarding the royal dignity, solemn and dignified.

The protocol personnel under Deng Guiping provided tight protection all around. Even the Imperial Guards led by Ling Mohui's brother had to give way in front of these powerful eunuchs.

The emperor seemed to be unwell today and needed the support of the eunuch throughout the whole process.

The entire ancestor worship ceremony proceeded extremely slowly, almost falling into a state of stagnation, and an unusual sense of depression permeated the air.

Just as the grand ceremony was about to come to an end, Emperor Wuzong, illuminated by the bright lights, suddenly lost consciousness in front of everyone's astonished eyes.

This unexpected change was like a bolt from the blue, instantly shattering the peaceful atmosphere of the celebration.

The empress, a woman who usually behaved gently, had a look of determination in her eyes at this moment, and immediately ordered the guards beside her to carefully carry Emperor Wuzong to the palace beside the Taimiao.

The palace was hidden among the pine and cypress forests, quiet and solemn, as if it was a world of its own, isolated from the noise of the outside world.

Following the Queen's footsteps, a group of ministers followed closely. After entering the palace, the air seemed to freeze, with only footsteps echoing around. Even the slightest breathing sounded particularly harsh.

At this moment when the dragon's body was in turmoil, everyone knew that any careless action could lead to a catastrophic disaster. Therefore, even if there were thousands of doubts in their hearts, no one dared to speak easily.

Time seemed to stand still until the imperial physician hurriedly walked into the main hall and the door slowly closed, leaving only the people outside waiting anxiously.

As time passed, anxiety spread among the crowd. Finally, an official who seemed brave and careful could no longer suppress his worries. He bent down slightly and asked the stern-looking eunuch next to him about the situation in as humble a manner as possible.

However, the eunuchs who had lived in the palace for many years were all worldly-wise, with their lips tightly shut as if bound by invisible chains, and any question could only be met with silent response.

This undoubtedly intensified the suspicion and anxiety in everyone's hearts.

In such a stalemate, everyone's eyes naturally fell on Fu Yansheng - as the head of all officials, he was not only extremely wise, but also known for his calmness and composure.

At this critical moment, it is undoubtedly what everyone expects him to come forward to find out the truth.

Fu Yansheng sat in the center of the flower hall with a calm expression. Facing the expectant eyes of the crowd, he spoke softly. Although his voice was not loud, it was clearly heard by everyone: "If the emperor needs anything, he will send someone to pass on the order. Since there is no order yet, we will wait patiently."

His words seemed to have the power to calm people's hearts, causing the officials who were originally ready to act to calm down instantly. Although they were still worried, they could only continue to wait.

The wait seemed endless. Just when everyone was feeling uncomfortable from sitting for so long, Prince Chu stood up, took firm steps, and walked directly into the inner room.

"Let me go see my brother. I have not heard from him for so long and I feel uneasy."

The Prince of Chu is related to the Emperor by blood, so it would be most appropriate for him to visit in person.

Fu Yansheng did not comment on this, but just looked far into the distance at the back of Prince Chu as he walked away, with a barely perceptible complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

Time passed quietly, most of the incense in the incense burner had burned out, but Prince Chu still did not show up.

Just as people were becoming more and more confused, Deng Guiping's figure suddenly appeared in everyone's sight.

He did not pay attention to the officials around him, but walked directly towards the palace gate. This sudden move made Ling Mohui frown.

Her brother controlled the imperial guards inside and outside the palace, so why did Deng Guiping go straight to her brother? This series of changes made the already confusing situation even more confusing.

Immediately afterwards, Ling Chuyun also followed Deng Guiping's footsteps silently and entered the depths of the hall.

Ling Mohui felt a little uncomfortable, as if Deng Guiping's gaze lingered on her for a moment before leaving.

What made her even more uneasy was that after Ling Chuyun went in, he never appeared again.

At this point, all the ministers were in complete panic, with all kinds of speculation and anxiety filling the air.


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