Chapter 82: The Clouds Begin to Part

Wei Dongling frowned, her eyes tinged with a red haze. She murmured to herself, "Actually, it's true. No matter what kind of affection it is, there will always come a day when the bond fades. Leaving gracefully is also a form of respect. Why should I dwell on it?"

Lord Rong quietly watched Wei Dongling lying on the table. He said softly, "Miss Wei, you look very much like an old acquaintance of mine, but your personalities are quite different."

Wei Dongling smiled faintly. Lying on the table, her amorous eyes were like silk, her face flushed. Her slender and fair fingers gently traced the outline of the wine cup. She looked extremely charming.

Lord Rong looked at the tipsy beauty in front of him and asked gently, "Miss Wei seems so melancholy. What do you want? Do you want to reconcile with your sister, or do you want to marry Prince Yun to make her completely give up?"

Wei Dongling squinted at Lord Rong in front of her. She reached out and grabbed his sleeve, muttering to herself, "All I've been longing for is for that old man who has suffered an unjust accusation to clear his name of treason. Only in this way can I also clear my father's name and console his soul in heaven..." As she said this, her fingers loosened, and she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Lord Rong looked down at the sleeping woman on the table, his eyes showing a hint of pity.

He sat there in silence for a while. Finally, he sighed and left with his guards.

Unexpectedly, the after - effect of the fruit wine brewed by Madam Ruan was so strong. Wei Dongling didn't wake up until late in the morning. She still felt a splitting headache and her stomach was in great discomfort.

What embarrassed her even more was that she had absolutely no recollection of whether she had behaved inappropriately while entertaining Lord Rong last night.

It seemed that she would have to apologize to Lord Rong the next time they met.

Cuihuan came in with a beaming smile. She helped Wei Dongling wash up and change clothes. Then she went to the kitchen and brought back some hangover soup. She said with a soft laugh, "Brother Long cooked this for you personally, Miss. Have some soup to sober up."

Wei Dongling joked hoarsely, "I'm a bit embarrassed to enjoy such a privilege because of you."

Cuihuan blushed deeply.

Wei Dongling took a big mouthful of the hangover soup. With a serious look on her face, she said, "I didn't expect Brother Long to be so versatile. In my opinion, he would be a great husband. But matters of the heart still depend on what you think."

Cuihuan blushed again and said in a low voice, "Just like Tian Qi, I was brought up by Master since childhood. I'll never forget his kindness. I'm just afraid that we won't be able to decide our own marriages..."

Wei Dongling shook her head and sighed, "Your master is really outrageous! But you and Brother Long don't have any deep grudges. Your master shouldn't interfere so much, right?"

Cuihuan replied weakly, "Who knows?"

Despite this, at lunch that day, Yu Haiming was very considerate and gave the seat next to Cuihuan to Luo Xunlong, which made Cuihuan blush again. Luo Xunlong kept picking up food for her, but Cuihuan just buried her head in eating and was too shy to look up.

Suddenly, someone rushed in through the door. He bowed and said hurriedly, "My master, Lord Shen, the censor - in - chief, has ordered that Boss Li Lang be invited to the Ministry of Justice for interrogation."

"What?" Everyone was shocked.

"Don't worry, everyone." Uncle Li quickly stood up. He bowed to the messenger and said, "Wait a moment. Let me change my clothes and I'll come." Then he got up and went back to his room.

Could it be that the memorial submitted by Lord Shen has already been reviewed in the court?

Wei Dongling quickly put down her chopsticks and wanted to follow Uncle Li.

Uncle Li waved his hand at her, signaling her not to cause any trouble. After changing his clothes, he left with the messenger.

Wei Dongling paced back and forth in the room, as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. Finally, Madam Ruan couldn't stand her pacing anymore and suggested going to the Ministry of Justice to wait for news.

So, Wei Dongling took Cuihuan, Madam Ruan dragged Luo Xunlong along, and the four of them got into a carriage and rushed straight to the gate of the Ministry of Justice.

The sun was shining brightly at the gate of the Ministry of Justice, making everyone dizzy. They took turns waiting in the carriage. Wei Dongling was too impatient to sit still. She jumped out of the carriage and paced around the roadside.

A carriage passed by on the roadside. Wei Dongling looked up and just saw Pin Hao driving the carriage. He passed by without even glancing at her.

Wei Dongling was startled. She quickly turned around and wanted to leave, but then came a soft cough from behind. The Prince's carriage suddenly stopped.

Wei Dongling looked up and saw Shangguan Yun getting off the carriage and walking towards her. He looked handsome and elegant. She subconsciously wanted to avoid him, but it was too late.

Shangguan Yun stopped in front of her. His clean and clear eyes were tinged with a hint of bitterness. He nodded at her and asked in a cold voice, "How have you been recently?"

Wei Dongling remembered that Prince Yun had sent a congratulatory gift through Pin Hao on the opening day of the Listening Wind Tower. So she had to bite the bullet and curtsy, answering, "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. I'm fine."

Shangguan Yun looked at her for a long time and said softly, "I've thought about it for a long time, and I've decided to respect all your wishes."

"What?" Wei Dongling was stunned.

Shangguan Yun was silent for a while and then sighed, "Whether you're willing or not, I'll always wait for you. The gates of the Prince's Mansion will always be open for you."

Wei Dongling panicked and shook her head repeatedly.

Shangguan Yun insisted, "I won't pester you, and you don't need to have any burden. I owe you, so I'll agree to any of your requests. Even if it means staying away from you."

Prince Yun, such a proud person, actually said such things.

Wei Dongling stood there stunned, a bitter feeling welling up in her heart.

Before she could react, Shangguan Yun bowed deeply to her and then turned around and left.

Wei Dongling watched Shangguan Yun's straight back and sighed silently in her heart. Then she got back into the carriage.

Cuihuan squeezed next to her and asked softly, "What did Prince Yun say to you?"

Wei Dongling shook her head and gave a bitter smile. She found a cushion and buried her head to catch up on sleep. Seeing that she was sweating all over, Cuihuan took a round fan and gently fanned the wind for her.

When it was almost dark, Luo Xunlong saw Uncle Li coming out of the Ministry of Justice. He asked Cuihuan to wake Wei Dongling up.

Wei Dongling hurriedly jumped out of the carriage. Seeing Uncle Li's bright eyes, she quickly asked, "Is there hope?"

Uncle Li nodded slightly and said softly, "I really didn't expect that the Prince's Mansion, which has always stayed out of court affairs, would actually meet the Emperor. Just now, the Prince came with the Emperor's order, demanding a thorough investigation to clear Prime Minister Su's name."

Was Prince Yun actually here for this matter?

Wei Dongling felt a mixture of emotions. She bit her lip and was silent for a long time.

Uncle Li looked down at her and said in a low voice, "This is a good start. We'll have to run around to collect evidence in the future. I just hope everything will go smoothly."

Wei Dongling nodded. Finally, she was going to clear her father's name. From now on, no one would point at her and call her the daughter of a traitor. She could also rescue Prime Minister Su! Her father's soul in heaven should be very pleased.

Thinking of this, Wei Dongling nodded to Uncle Li and said, "With the help of Lord Shen and the Prince's Mansion, everything will surely go smoothly! Uncle Li, after we rescue Lord Su, I want to build a tomb of clothing and cap for my father to express my longing."

Uncle Li patted her on the shoulder and nodded, "It should be so."