12dz Chapter 159 The Prisoner Was Kidnapped
Chapter 159 The Prisoner Was Kidnapped
Ling Mohui unconsciously smiled. At this moment, Fu Yansheng's slightly anxious voice came from not far away: "Ling Mohui! Were you dragged away by a wild boar?"
There was a hint of joking in his words, but it also showed genuine concern.
Ling Mohui walked out of the shade of the tree unhappily and asked, "Fu Yansheng, why do you miss me so much when you have a beautiful woman by your side?"
There was a hint of teasing in her tone, but her eyes flashed with mixed emotions.
Fu Yansheng smiled and handed over the re-grilled fish in his hand: "Want to try it?"
His eyes were full of pampering and expectation.
Ling Mohui was stunned for a moment, and suddenly it crossed her mind that the city might be in chaos because of their plan.
She realized that she had taken advantage of Fu Yansheng's trust. When she returned to that world where power and conspiracy were intertwined, would he still show her such a gentle smile as he did now?
She took the grilled fish, sat down and took a bite. This time, the combination of the freshness of the fish and the spices was just right, completely different from before.
"How's it? Much better than baking it yourself, right?"
Fu Yansheng looked at her with a faint smile, his eyes flashing with confidence and pride.
Ling Mohui said nothing, but silently took another bite, and then another bite. Her eyes gradually softened, as if all her emotions turned into invisible understanding and gratitude with these bites of delicious food.
The fish grilled by Fu Yansheng has a slightly charred skin and tender inside. Every bite is an ultimate tease for the taste buds.
Everyone sat around the campfire, forming a warm little circle. The fish that Ling Mohui had worked so hard to catch became an empty plate on the table in the blink of an eye under Fu Yansheng's skillful hands.
Mo Yi was still not satisfied with his meal and hummed as he chewed.
"I never thought that you, my master, have such a hidden skill. Madam, you should take my master out for a walk more often in the future. This way, we will have a good time!"
Ling Mohui felt a barely perceptible ripple in her heart, and thought to herself that perhaps such times could only become memories.
Upon hearing this, Fu Yansheng said half seriously and half jokingly: "Mo Yi, you are quite courageous. How dare you let me be your cook?" Although his tone was relaxed, it implied a majesty that could not be ignored.
Mo Yi quickly waved his hands to deny it, with a flattering smile on his face: "No, no, I am just telling the truth. The master's craftsmanship is so tempting that it is hard to resist."
After enjoying the meal, Ling Mohui licked her lips with a sly light in her eyes, "Fu Yansheng, next time I catch fish, you grill it for me at home, how about that?"
Fu Yansheng glared at her gently, but there was no blame in his eyes, but rather a bit of doting, "Ling Mohui, do you think I'm your exclusive chef?"
Ling Mohui shrugged helplessly, "Okay, it's okay if you don't want to bake it, I'll find someone to bake it myself. Mo Yi, don't forget to bring your share when the time comes!"
Mo Yi nodded excitedly when he heard this, "Thank you, Madam!"
Fu Yansheng's eyes suddenly became sharp and cold, "Who are you thanking? Who do you belong to?"
This question made Mo Yi lower his head immediately and dared not say anything more.
As the sky gradually darkened, Ling Mo stood up and gently reminded, "It's getting late, we should go back."
She no longer had any attachment in her heart and just wanted to end this outing as soon as possible.
Ling Zhiyun also stood up at the right time, with a hint of fatigue in her smile, "I'm a little tired too, let's go back."
The group set out on their journey home. Mo Yi and other servants were busy packing their bags. The carriage started slowly and drove towards home.
As soon as I arrived at the city gate, I saw the soldiers in the city were walking in a hurry and looked extremely nervous.
"What happened?" Mo Yi walked quickly forward and asked anxiously.
A soldier recognized Fu Yansheng's carriage and quickly replied: "The Prime Minister is finally back. There was an incident in the prison and some prisoners were kidnapped."
When Fu Yansheng heard this, his eyes narrowed and he turned his sharp gaze to Ling Mohui who was sitting quietly in the car, as if looking for an answer.
Ling Mo looked back expressionlessly, but her heart was stirred.
Fu Yansheng didn't say much, he got off the carriage directly, and said, "You guys go back first."
Afterwards, he specifically told Ling Mohui, "Ling Mohui, wait for me at home!"
Their eyes met briefly in the air, and then the curtain of the carriage slowly fell, blocking each other's sight.
"Let's go!" Ling Mohui gave a light order, and the carriage immediately turned the corner.
At this moment, Ling Mohui caught a glimpse of a horse-drawn carriage being loaded with goods on the side of the road. Han Zifeng's figure came into view. He was standing next to the carriage, directing it attentively.
"Stop!" Ling Mohui hurriedly shouted to stop the carriage, with an impulse surging in her heart.
Seeing this, Ling Zhiyun quickly dissuaded her, "Sister, our husband asked us to go home early and wait for him, so you should stop running around."
Ling Mohui looked calm and said firmly, "Don't worry, I'm just going downstairs to talk to my friend."
She got out of the car, walked towards Han Zifeng with light steps, and patted his shoulder gently with a bit of familiarity and intimacy.
"Mohui?" Han Zifeng turned around and saw that it was Ling Mohui, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"Are you going on a long journey?" Ling Mohui asked directly.
Han Zifeng nodded, with a look of anticipation on his face, "Yes, I'm going to do some business, and I won't be back for about two months. Why, are you reluctant to leave me?"
Ling Mohui smiled slightly, with a sly look in her eyes, "No! How about taking me with you?"
Han Zifeng's eyes lit up when he heard this, and his face was full of excitement, "Did I hear you right? You want to leave Fu Yansheng behind and elope with me?"
"How can that be possible? I just want to leave the capital temporarily and avoid the limelight. What do you think?"
Ling Mohui knew in her heart that Fu Yansheng's suspicion was like a sword hanging over her head, which could fall at any time.
She must act as soon as possible to avoid being discovered by Fu Yansheng and falling into an even more dangerous situation.
"Great! With a beautiful woman by your side, the journey will naturally be more exciting." Han Zifeng said with a hearty smile.
"Then it's settled. You come to the Grand Secretary's residence in the evening and we'll act together!" Ling Mo responded, with determination in her tone.
Han Zifeng hesitated for a moment, "Fu Yansheng has been keeping a close eye on you recently, I'm afraid..."
"I have my own way. See you at the side door!" Ling Mohui smiled mysteriously, with confidence flashing in her eyes.
"Hey, that's a good idea!" Han Zifeng praised.
The plan was set, and Ling Mohui quickly returned to the carriage. As the sound of horse hooves rang out, the carriage rushed towards the Grand Secretary's Mansion like an arrow. She already had a new direction and goal in her mind.
As soon as she stepped into the elegantly decorated Bailingxuan, Ling Mohui's brows were covered with a layer of determination that did not allow for any hesitation.
She quickly gave urgent orders to the two maids beside her, "Mo Hua, Mo Qi, pack my bags for me immediately, and move quickly."
"Miss, what happened? Why are you in such a hurry?"
Mo Hua had a puzzled look on his face, his brows slightly furrowed, and he was obviously puzzled by this sudden change.