Chapter 133: White Hair Cannot Replace Snow, Acquaintance is the Best Fortune

???? Important Note : For the continuity of this story consider to Support us on Patreon.com/Flokixy to access +200 advance Chapters and To Support The Daily Update Jun Mo smiled helplessly when she uttered those two words. "Li'er, that's not foolish." Su Li slowly narrowed her beautiful eyes, her thick eyelashes fluttering, and a mischievous glint flickered in her ink-black pupils. "Then what is it?" Jun Mo smiled, gently touching her hair, and then rose, saying, "I see the red plum blossoms in your courtyard are blooming beautifully. Li'er, would you like to take a stroll with me?" He extended his hand, looking at her with a smile. Su Li gracefully rose, smiling brightly, her dimples appearing as she gave him her hand. Jun Mo took her hand. As they left, he helped her fasten her cloak before taking her hand again and walking into the courtyard. In the courtyard, red plum blossoms were covered in snow. Amidst the snow, the plum blossoms exuded a delicate red charm, each branch exquisitely beautiful. They didn't hold umbrellas, and snowflakes gently settled on their hair. Su Li chuckled softly. Jun Mo looked at her in confusion. "Nothing, I just thought of a scene from a storybook, where two people bathing together in the snow means they will grow old together." Jun Mo saw her, illuminated by the red and white backdrop, shining like a luminous pearl or glowing jade. Her smile was even more radiant than the stars. Jun Mo smiled, taking her hand, and said, "White hair cannot replace snow; acquaintance is the best fortune. Li'er and I shall truly grow old together." Su Li was startled, seeing the sincerity in his eyes. She met his gaze with a smile, "Yes, white hair cannot replace snow." Then she gripped his large hand in return. His hand was very warm, and that warmth spread from her palm all the way to her heart. In the cold wind, she didn't feel cold at all. The maids in the side room saw the two, hands clasped, standing shoulder to shoulder in the snow, and their eyes were filled with smiles. ...... Right Chancellor's Residence in the Capital "My lord, are you going to see that old vixen again?" Seeing the Right Chancellor about to leave, Madam Zhao asked sharply. The Right Chancellor glanced at her, ignored her, and lifted his foot to continue walking out of the mansion. Madam Zhao quickly stepped forward to block him, "My lord, give up. She won't come back. You've been so many times, and she hasn't softened at all. Are you still not giving up?" She had thought that once Madam Qu left, she would be elevated to the main wife. She had even boasted about it to the wives of other families during their gatherings. Who knew what enchanting potion that vixen had given her lord? He was so infatuated that he ran to that detached courtyard every day, causing many scandals and making her unable to hold her head high either. The Right Chancellor said coldly, "Move aside!" Madam Zhao spread her arms and said, "My lord, you truly cannot go anymore. If you keep this up, our Right Chancellor's Residence will become a laughingstock!" The Right Chancellor shoved her aside, ignoring her wailing behind him, and directly got into his carriage. Madam Zhao fell to the ground, crying out. "Oh dear, how are we to live like this?!" "My daughter is unmanageable, and my lord is bewitched by that vixen. How are we supposed to live?!" The maidservants dared not step forward to help, only hid to the side and watched. Since the Madam left, the mansion had been filled with crying and squabbling all day. A daughter who was neither human nor ghost, a concubine who only knew how to cause trouble, and a lord who was never home and only argued when he was—the atmosphere in the mansion was easily imagined. The servants' monthly allowances had also been severely withheld; everyone was angry but dared not speak out. "Are you all dead?! Don't you dare help me up!" Madam Zhao glared at the maidservants, cursing furiously. The maidservants quickly went to help her, but inwardly they were utterly disdainful. Madam? Dreaming! Look at the master running to the Madam's place every day, his heart completely with her. This concubine is still dreaming of being elevated to the main wife. Meanwhile, the Right Chancellor, having disembarked from the carriage, sighed as he looked at the detached courtyard he had visited countless times recently. The servant boy went to knock on the door. "Who is it?" The door was opened from the inside, and the doorkeeper's face immediately darkened. "It's you again!" He then moved to close the door. The servant boy quickly braced the door, preventing him from closing it. "Wait, our master just wants to see the Madam." The doorkeeper said coldly, "This is the Qu family's detached courtyard; there is no 'Madam' of your family here! Get lost quickly, don't force me to throw water on you in this bitter winter!" Grand Chancellor Meng stepped forward and said coldly, "Go inform her. If I don't see her today, I will not leave!" The doorkeeper slammed the door shut with a 'bang', and snorted, "Suit yourselves!" In this freezing weather, may you freeze to death! Grand Chancellor Meng stood silently in the snow, gazing at the main gate. He had to coax her back. Half an hour passed, and the Right Chancellor's face was somewhat pale. An hour passed, and his eyebrows and hair were frosted with ice. Two hours... Inside the house, Madam Qu, who had just woken from a nap, asked, "He still hasn't left?" The maid shook her head, "Not yet." "Don't mind him. He values his life greatly; he won't freeze to death." Qu Zhirou said, "Mother, but if this continues, people in the capital will say you are heartless and cruel, with a heart of stone." It was clearly the Right Chancellor's fault; Mother is the victim. After so many days, people in the capital had begun to sympathize with the Right Chancellor, and instead spoke ill of her mother. Madam Qu gritted her teeth and said, "I'll go see!" It was his fault, yet just because of his pretense of affection these past few days, public opinion has shifted. I cannot let him succeed! Madam Qu strode out, followed by her servants, full of indignation. The servant boy was burning with anxiety. If this continued, they would truly freeze into popsicles! But he couldn't persuade his master, and the Madam and young lady were truly heartless. Just as Grand Chancellor Meng felt he couldn't hold on any longer, the main gate opened again. Seeing the person who walked out, Grand Chancellor Meng's eyes lit up. "Jian... Jian Niang, you finally... agreed to see me!" He was so frozen that his words weren't even coherent. Madam Qu snorted coldly, "Meng Qichao, who are you putting on this show of deep affection for?! You just want everyone to say I'm heartless, don't you?!" "Jian Niang, you've misunderstood me. I just want to beg for your forgiveness..." Madam Qu interrupted him, "We are already divorced. What does forgiveness matter? Get lost quickly! Don't ever come again!" "Jian Niang, after you left, I realized that you are the one I love. Before, I was blinded by greed. I beg you, give me another chance to make amends to you and Rou'er." Madam Qu looked at him with amusement, "Meng Qichao, do you still think I'm a teenage girl? Listen to yourself. Do you believe that? I certainly don't! Enough nonsense. If you don't get lost, don't force me to have someone drive you away with a stick!" "Jian Niang, I'm sincere towards you!" "Pah! Late affection is cheaper than grass! Besides, that's not affection; you know what it is! Just looking at you one more time makes me sick. Ah Si, beat him away!" "What are you doing here again!" At this moment, a displeased voice sounded from behind Grand Chancellor Meng. Grand Chancellor Meng turned around, wearing a fawning smile: "Brother-in-law." Qu Wen said coldly, "I don't deserve that. Don't call me that casually." Looking at his embarrassed expression, Qu Wen said, "Don't come again in the future. My sister will not forgive you. Give up that idea." "Also, don't go around telling everyone about your ridiculous sincerity. Your heart is black." "Isn't it just that the Emperor recently had His Royal Highness the Crown Prince investigate you? If your conscience is clear, even without my Qu family, you wouldn't be afraid. If you've done something immoral, even if you were still the Qu family's son-in-law, the Qu family couldn't protect you!" Grand Chancellor Meng's intentions were exposed, and he became somewhat enraged out of shame. "Jian Niang, are you truly so heartless?" Madam Qu snorted, "Brother, stop wasting words with him. Ah Si, beat him away!" Watching Ah Si menacingly approach with a stick, Grand Chancellor Meng flicked his sleeve and ran towards the carriage. "Fine! You all just wait!" Watching the man flee, Madam Qu snorted again. She looked at Qu Wen and said, "Brother, did you just say His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is investigating him?" Qu Wen nodded, "Indeed. The one in charge of this matter now is Ji Huaiyan, the eldest son of Marquis Wuyang. Little sister, you were right to divorce him." Madam Qu nodded, "That man cannot withstand scrutiny." ...... Jing Wang's Study Mo Yang's eyes widened in surprise as he looked at the message on the paper in his hand. "Master, the Princess Consort is too amazing! She actually managed to find out such a secret matter!" Jun Mo said coldly, "According to the information on there, go gather evidence." Mo Yang said excitedly, "Yes!" "You may leave." "Yes!" Jun Mo looked out the window, remembering her that night, leaning by the window, speaking of her dream with a pained expression. She asked him if he believed in past lives and present lives. Was what she said a dream, or her past life? Who did she marry in her past life? Who hurt her so badly? Was it Jun Hui? Something that even the Shadow Guard couldn't uncover, yet she, a maiden from a noble family, knew so clearly. And her hatred for Jun Hui made even him tremble. Did she still care about that person? Jun Mo clenched his fist. Regardless of whether it was her past life, in this life, she was his! Whether it was in a past life or this life, he would repay a thousandfold for those who hurt her! Jun Hui, since you dare harbor rebellious thoughts, don't blame me for not holding back our fraternal affection!