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

Chapter 177 What a Loser

"Yun'er, look at her, she's showing up everywhere again. No wonder the Prime Minister loves you the most! Unlike some people, they only bring trouble to their husbands. Fortunately, the Prime Minister is blessed with a good life, otherwise you would be miserable!"

Xia Ranran's words were full of sarcasm, and every word was like a sharp arrow, shooting straight at Ling Mohui.

Hearing this, Ling Zhiyun remained as gentle and rational as ever: "Sister was too scared at the time, so she held on to her husband tightly. You can't blame her."

She tried to defend Ling Mohui, and her words revealed the understanding and protection that sisters should have.

"Humph! You can't get a man's love, so you want to drag others down with you. You're such a jinx!"

Xia Ranran did not hide her contempt at all; her eyes seemed to penetrate Ling Mohui, full of disdain and provocation.

Ling Mohui frowned slightly. She originally planned to ignore them and move on, but the two of them became more and more excessive.

Unable to bear it any longer, she finally turned around halfway through her journey, with an unprecedented determination and coldness in her eyes.

"If you have the guts, say what you just said again!"

Her voice was calm, but it contained a power that could not be ignored.

Seeing this, Xia Ranran not only did not restrain herself, but became even more arrogant and domineering: "What? I said you are a jinx, and you don't accept it?"

Before he finished speaking, the air seemed to freeze for a moment.

"Snapped!"

A loud and crisp slap broke the tranquility of the courtyard and ended the verbal dispute.

The crisp sound of slapping, like a sudden thunder in summer, suddenly exploded in the quiet hall, instantly stunning Xia Ranran who was immersed in the lazy afternoon sunshine.

Five finger marks quickly appeared on her face, and surprise and anger intertwined in her eyes.

"You...you actually dared to hit me!"

Xia Ranran's voice trembled, her eyes widened in disbelief, and she pointed at the other person, as if even the air was frozen with her shock and unwillingness.

Seeing this, Ling Zhiyun quickly stood up from her seat, like an agile deer, and stood in front of Xia Ranran in a few steps. Her eyes were firm and gentle: "Sister, please calm down. Ranran is my guest. How can we be so rash as to be violent to her?"

Her tone was full of mediation and plea, trying to calm the storm that was about to break out in a peaceful way.

"Ling Zhiyun!"

The other party's voice was filled with majesty that could not be ignored. "If you don't want this scene to be too embarrassing, you'd better control your guests and their words and actions. I don't want to hear any slanderous words about me again!"

After she finished speaking, her eyes were like ice, sharp and cold.

Ling Zhiyun's chest rose and fell with anger, and her cheeks flushed with shame and anger: "Sister, you almost let your husband fall into the sea of ​​fire because of a momentary thought. This is an undeniable fact. Ranran was just speaking her mind and mentioned a few words. Why is it so serious?"

Although her voice was suppressed, the disappointment and pain in it could not be concealed.

"That's right! You almost killed your husband, and you don't even allow others to mention it. How can you be considered a decent wife? How can you be called the mistress of this mansion?"

Xia Ranran covered her painful cheek with her hands, tears welling up in her eyes. The pain and unwillingness made her words seem particularly sharp.

Rage broke through the shackles of reason, and Xia Ranran wanted to fight back desperately: "Ling Mohui, you are such a vicious person! How dare you attack me? I want you to pay a hundred times the price for this!"

Her vows echoed in the air, filled with the resolve of revenge.

Ling Mo turned around without changing her expression, her eyes revealed a hint of coldness, and she lightly called over her personal maids Mo Hua and Chun Tang: "Stop her, don't let her do anything reckless!"

As soon as the words were spoken, Mo Hua and Chun Tang moved quickly, and they understood each other with just a glance.

Chuntang alone was enough to make Xia Ranran feel difficult, not to mention the clever Mo Hua.

In a flash, Xia Ranran was pinned to the ground by the two men, and her shouts and curses pierced the hall: "You evil servants, aiding and abetting the tyrant, will receive retribution one day!"

Her struggle seemed pale and powerless as she spoke.

"Mohui! Stop it! Ranran is the daughter of the Minister of Revenue. How can we treat the children of important officials in the court like this!"

Ling Zhiyun tried to dissuade him anxiously, tears welling up in her eyes, full of helplessness and anxiety.

Facing her sister's plea, Ling Mohui only sneered and gave Ling Zhiyun a light push, causing her to lose balance and fall to the ground. She looked at her hand in confusion, wondering why she fell so easily when she clearly didn't use any force.

"Husband!"

Ling Zhiyun asked for help in tears, and turned her gaze to Fu Yansheng who was silent beside her, her eyes full of helplessness and expectation.

Ling Mohui suddenly realized it, as if she had fallen into some familiar drama again, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Fu Yansheng stepped forward upon hearing the voice, and gently helped Ling Zhiyun up, his brows revealing concern: "What happened?"

While asking, his eyes lightly swept over Chuntang and Mohua, and there was a barely perceptible seriousness in his steady voice.

Ling Mohui stood aside, rolled her eyes impatiently, put her hands on her hips, and looked like it had nothing to do with her.

Ling Zhiyun whispered softly, trying to explain: "My husband, although Ran Ran's words may be inappropriate, she is the descendant of an important official after all. It is inappropriate for my sister to treat her like this."

Her words were full of delicacy and consideration for both parties.

Fu Yansheng's eyes were deep, and he turned to Chuntang and Mohua gently: "What did she say?"

His words were simple, yet they contained a power that could not be ignored.

Ling Zhiyun's heart trembled when she heard this. She thought he would first blame Ling Mo for her poor handling of the matter, but she didn't expect him to directly ask about the cause of the matter, which caused some ripples in her heart.

Xia Ranran slowly stood up from the ground, ignoring the tense atmosphere around her. She straightened her chest and raised her head, as if she was the embodiment of justice: "I'm just standing up for you. Ling Mohui's negligence almost caused you to suffer a fire. This is not the virtue of a good wife! I just reminded her a few words as a friend, but I got such a rude response!"

Her voice was firm and passionate, full of injustice and righteousness.

"A few words of warning? You are clearly cursing my young lady as a disaster star, saying that she is not qualified to be the principal wife. Can such words be called a warning? "

Mo Hua was so angry when he heard this that his teeth were chattering. Unable to bear it any longer, he fought back fiercely.

"presumptuous!"

Ling Zhiyun's voice was like a cold wind in winter, penetrating the noisy hall.

"Is there any falsehood in what Mo Hua said?"

Fu Yansheng suddenly spoke. His voice was calm but carried an irresistible force, interrupting the tense atmosphere that was about to erupt and causing everyone present to involuntarily turn their attention to him.

Ling Zhiyun's lips opened slightly, and a hint of imperceptible panic flashed across her eyes.

A subtle ripple arose in her heart, as if she was caught off guard by this sudden question.