novelden Chapter 117 Irreplaceable
Chapter 117 Irreplaceable
"So that's how it is." Ling Mohui suddenly realized and thought to herself that Fu Yansheng's stubborn temper must have caused a lot of trouble to the servants. Even the usually smart Fen Chan was affected. That's why she came to visit specially to please Fu Yansheng.
"You may have found the wrong person. The person you should visit is Ling Zhiyun."
Ling Mohui spoke in a calm tone, but her eyes revealed a kind of indifference that came from someone who had seen through the world.
Fenchan looked surprised and obviously couldn't believe it: "But you are the wife of the principal wife after all."
"The world is unpredictable. Who can predict the future?" Ling Mohui said calmly, as if she had already seen through the changes.
"What a man's heart desires is where the power and honor lie. Whether or not she is the first wife is sometimes not that important."
Fenchan had a complicated expression, and her words showed helplessness but also contained some deep meaning.
"Then it depends on your ability. Instead of wasting your time with me, you might as well use your energy on how to please the future second wife."
Ling Mo replied with a hint of sarcasm, her eyes gleaming with a barely perceptible sharpness.
Fen Chan stared at Ling Mohui, her eyes full of inquiry: "It seems that the young lady is not as the rumors outside say, just blindly immersed in the love net of adults."
Ling Mohui took a sip of tea, the aroma lingering in the air. She said slowly, "Rumors stop at the wise. Now that you have seen it with your own eyes, you should understand."
Fenchan bowed and saluted, respectfully but with dignity: "I am sorry to bother you, Madam."
It was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and a new-style mooncake shop called Huichengzhai in the capital city became famous. Its profits increased sharply, and the store was short of staff, so it had to borrow the capable Moqi from Ling Mohui to solve the urgent problem.
The Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching in a flash. Early in the morning, Ling Mohui, accompanied by her personal maid Mo Hua, was about to return to the general's residence for lunch. As soon as she went out, she saw Fu Yansheng following her.
"Fu Yansheng, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, aren't you staying at home to accompany your mother?"
Although Ling Mohui's words were calm, she could not hide her concern for her mother-in-law, Zhang.
She knew that Zhang had lost her husband at an early age and had few close confidants around her, while within the Zhang family, there were undercurrents and everyone had their own thoughts.
Fu Yansheng walked slowly and said in a deep voice, "It's rare that you still care about your mother. I have already discussed with her before leaving. I will accompany you back to the general's mansion to celebrate the festival at noon, and then return home in the evening to have a reunion dinner together."
After listening to this, Ling Mo nodded slightly. Since Zhang's consent had been obtained, she had no objection.
"Then let's go!" Although Ling Mohui did not expect Fu Yansheng to accompany her, she could not refuse since he took the initiative to offer it.
After all, in the general's mansion, there was a Ling Zhiyun who was waiting for his return.
Ling Mohui thought to herself that the best strategy would be to stay out of it.
The development of the facts was indeed as expected...
As soon as they stepped over the threshold, the scene before them was Ling Zhiyun, who was smiling and smiling, and walking towards them quickly with starry eyes, like a ray of warm sunshine in winter, illuminating the entire hall.
"Yan Sheng, you're finally here! I've been waiting here since the dawn, just for the two of you."
There was irrepressible joy in her voice, but she seemed to have ignored her elder sister who had also returned and was standing beside her.
Oh, it’s as if I am the non-existent shadow that can disappear into thin air with a slight touch.
Ling Mohui couldn't help but feel a little bitter in her heart. After all, her status in this family meant that she was a legitimate daughter.
Fu Yansheng's attitude was just right, not too warm to appear flattering, nor too cold to make people feel distant. He just had a faint smile on his face and said in a gentle and elegant manner: "Sorry, I kept you waiting for a long time."
There was a certain sincerity and apology in his words, which made it hard for people to dislike him.
Father Ling frowned slightly when he saw this. He felt unhappy and reprimanded her in a deep voice, "Zhiyun, you are not married yet. Remember that etiquette comes first and you must not lose your sense of propriety!"
Ling Zhiyun's body stiffened slightly when she heard this, and she quickly lowered her head, as if she realized her own mistake, and explained softly, "My daughter learned that her sister and brother-in-law were coming back, and she was so excited that she forgot herself a little."
Ling Mohui sneered in her heart but remained expressionless. She only complained in her mind: I'm afraid that when you saw your brother-in-law coming back, the deer in your heart couldn't be restrained anymore, so you lost yourself in this way.
It would be better not to have such a disrespectful sister, but she never relaxed her politeness.
"It's just an ordinary family dinner, why bother Third Sister to make so much arrangements?"
Her smile was as beautiful as a flower, and her tone was full of magnanimity, which moved everyone in the Ling family.
Looking at the magnanimous Ling Mohui, Ling's father and mother felt even more guilty.
In their eyes, no matter whether it is the apple of their eye or the sweet little cotton-padded jacket, they are the flesh and blood of their hearts. How can they not feel distressed?
Although the third woman was lucky enough to avoid the shackles of royal marriage, this was the result of huge sacrifices made by the second woman.
Father Ling's gaze moved between Ling Zhiyun and Ling Mohui, and finally stopped on the latter. The care and love in his eyes had quietly surpassed his feelings for the former.
Ling's mother saw the opportunity and stepped forward, holding Ling Mohui's hand tightly, and said earnestly: "Good child, mother understands everything you have done for the general family. If the third sister says or does anything to hurt your heart in the future, just tell mother, I will never let her go easily."
The implication of these words seemed to be a reminder or a warning, and these words were undoubtedly an indirect warning to Fu Yansheng.
Being as smart as they are, they naturally understand each other tacitly.
Fu Yansheng heard this and immediately responded with action. His big hand gently covered Ling Mohui's hand, firmly and affectionately: "Dad and Mom, please rest assured. No matter when, Mohui is the only one in my heart, and she is irreplaceable."
As soon as these words were spoken, even the air seemed to be filled with an overly sweet scent.
Ling Mohui was amused by his blatant display of love and felt so embarrassed that she had to cough dryly to hide her discomfort.
Fu Yansheng patted her back gently and considerately, and every subtle movement revealed his inner delicacy and care.
After witnessing this scene, the two elders of the Ling family felt relieved and became more accepting of Fu Yansheng.
On the other hand, Ling Zhiyun was so silent that she seemed to blend into the air around her. Her previous enthusiasm for Fu Yansheng had already made her parents dissatisfied, and now they could only choose to keep their distance to avoid being known as frivolous and ignorant.
Soon, Ling Chuyun brought Ding to the table. Ding took great care of Ling Mohui, sometimes picking food for her and sometimes chatting with her. Her caring heart was beyond words.
During this meal, Ling Mohui felt unprecedented relaxation and joy.
It turns out that if you let go of the obsession in your heart, the world will be so broad and beautiful.
Even the parents who doted on Ling Zhiyun in the original novel would blame Ling Zhiyun for her ignorance on their own behalf. This was a miracle that was unimaginable in the past.
After the meal, Ling's father and mother gave Ding a look in tacit understanding. Without any words, Ding already understood what they meant.