I just got divorced, and this cold, ruthless, and powerful minister is begging for a third child eve

Qin Mo reached out to block Gu Mingshuang, his cold eyes piercing Song Linyuan like knives.

An overwhelming sense of oppression pressed down on him, and Song Linyuan felt his breath catch in his throat.

He frowned, gritted his teeth, and bowed deeply.

"Greetings to the Duke."

Qin Mo curled his lips coldly, his gaze growing even more sinister.

"I don't think the Crown Prince seems willing to pay his respects to me."

Song Linyuan gritted his teeth and knelt down.

"It was Lin Yuan's rudeness that offended the Duke. Please forgive me, Duke."

Qin Mo looked at Song Linyuan and said in a deep voice:

"There are many people and things to do at the Marquis's residence today. I will take the person and leave without making things difficult for the young master."

With that, Qin Mo turned around and picked up the woman behind him.

Gu Mingshuang was startled, never expecting Qin Mo to be so bold. She glanced at Song Linyuan kneeling on the ground out of the corner of her eye.

This was still the Ningyuan Marquis's residence, after all. She awkwardly struggled in Qin Mo's arms for a moment, then whispered:

"Put me down first!"

Qin Mo noticed her gaze was fixed on Song Linyuan, and his tone became more forceful as he said in a deep voice:

"Don't move, or I'll have to carry you out."

Gu Mingshuang dared not move again. This man was a man of his word. If she were really carried out by the Duke of Anguo in such a blatant manner, she would lose all face!

So, Gu Mingshuang simply buried her head deep into Qin Mo's chest and said urgently:

"Let's hurry up and go!"

Hearing her urging him on, Qin Mo's expression finally softened a bit, and he turned and strode quickly outside.

Kneeling on the spot, Song Linyuan's knees were covered in dirt and broken porcelain, but he could no longer feel the pain.

Seeing Duke Anguo carry Gu Mingshuang away, he froze on the spot, staggering as he tried to get up, but almost bumped into a pillar next to him.

He held onto the railing tightly to keep his balance.

It felt as if something had been forcibly ripped from his chest.

He walked forward in a daze, only to bump into the butler who was rushing around.

"Your Highness! Craftsmen have just demolished the small garden and smashed the tea room! They said it was on the Crown Princess's orders! What happened? Your Highness, please go find the Crown Princess and get some answers!"

Song Linyuan raised his eyes, his eyes red, and laughed self-deprecatingly.

"Where is the Crown Princess now? She's gone! She'll never come back!"

The steward had never seen the prince so out of control and was so frightened that he stood frozen in place.

"Your Highness! Are you alright?"

Song Linyuan's eyes burned with desire.

He suddenly grabbed the butler, as if he had grasped at some lifeline.

"You're saying she sent people to vandalize the small garden and the teahouse?"

The butler nodded hurriedly and stammered:

"Yes...yes, it's smashed..."

Song Linyuan said urgently:

"Send more men! Smash the rest of the place clean! Leave not a single brick or tile behind! Now!"

The butler turned pale with fright.

"Your Highness! Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"

Song Linyuan roared:

"I'm fine! Quickly, take some people there!"

The butler hurriedly turned around and gave instructions.

Song Linyuan gripped the railing tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.

Ming Shuang still cares about him, otherwise why would she be so angry and want to smash the small garden, just because he touched Xie Lanyu there!

Yes! That must be it!

He hurried toward the tea room.

At this moment, a low-key yet noble carriage stopped at the intersection in front of the Marquis's mansion.

Qin Mo carried Gu Mingshuang into the carriage.

Without saying a word, he reached out and took off her shoes.

Gu Mingshuang instinctively pulled her foot back, but he pressed down on her ankle.

"Don't move, let me take a look."

For some reason, upon hearing his voice, the tension that had been taut in Gu Mingshuang's heart finally seemed to ease.

She watched as Qin Mo lowered his head and carefully took off her shoes and socks. When his usually cool gaze fell on her reddened instep, his brows furrowed instantly.

His movements unconsciously slowed down.

"Does it still hurt?"

The man's voice was clear and crisp, and Gu Mingshuang shook her head.

"Don't worry, Your Excellency, I'm fine. I'll probably be better by tomorrow."

Seeing that she was about to pull her foot back, Qin Mo simply reached out and grabbed her foot.

"Still moving?"

Her feet were slender, her skin as white as snow, and they landed small in his large palm, instantly darkening his eyes.

Thinking back to that night, in her hazy state, she pressed her bare feet, which had been stripped of their shoes and socks, against his chest.

Suppressing the unusual restlessness in her lower abdomen, Qin Mo frowned and reached out to massage the bruised area.

Gu Mingshuang blushed, feeling guilty as she looked away, realizing she had been preoccupied with something.

He's spent years on the battlefield, so he must be skilled in these techniques. He was just trying to help her remove the bruises; how could you assume that about him?

"Thank you, Your Excellency, and for helping me out of that predicament. But I wonder what brings you to the Marquis's residence at such a convenient time?"

Qin Mo slowly raised his eyes.

"Just passing by on business."

Gu Mingshuang remembered that Qin Mo had left the city hastily after leaving the palace because he had an important mission to take care of. His hurried return to the city this time might be related to that mission.

She didn't want to ask any more questions about matters related to the royal family.

"Your Excellency is busy and cannot delay me. I can go back by myself..."

Qin Mo directly gave the order to the outside:

"Go to Qinghe Lane."

Gu Mingshuang turned to look at Qin Mo in surprise, but then felt that she shouldn't have bothered to ask.

Qin Mo, being such a meticulous and cautious person, must have investigated her thoroughly, so it's not surprising that he knew about the house in Qinghe Lane.

Seeing Qin Mo withdraw his hand, Gu Mingshuang quickly pulled her foot back and hurriedly put on her shoes and socks.

She moved her foot a few times and was pleasantly surprised to find that it really didn't hurt much anymore.

Gu Mingshuang glanced discreetly at Qin Mo, who was resting with his eyes closed, and whispered:

"Thank you, Your Excellency."

Qin Mo responded softly.

Then, with a bump, Gu Mingshuang's knee bumped into Qin Mo's leg. She subtly moved aside, getting a little further away from Qin Mo.

This position felt a bit awkward, so she simply turned her head to look out the car window.

Looking at the street scenes on both sides of the road behind her, Gu Mingshuang's expression became more and more emotional.

Today is the day of her divorce, the day she completely severs ties with the past ten years.

Although it was a relief, I still felt a bit down and uncomfortable.

Thinking of her father's painstaking efforts to plan for her, hoping that she could live a peaceful and stable life, Gu Mingshuang's eyes reddened slightly.

She ultimately failed to marry and have children as her father had hoped, and lived a mundane life.

Tears streamed down her face, and she hastily wiped the moisture from her cheeks.

Beside him, a dark glint appeared in Qin Mo's eyes.

She seemed to calmly cut ties and leave, as if she had no more feelings for Song Linyuan, but deep down she was still heartbroken for him.

How could such an unfaithful man have captured her heart?

The wind blew into the carriage, ruffling Gu Mingshuang's hair.

Gu Mingshuang had tears on her cheeks, which stuck to her long hair. She tried to tidy it up in a disheveled manner, but the more she tried, the more messy it became.

A sudden jolt caught Gu Mingshuang off guard, and just as she was in a panic, she was suddenly pulled back by a force.

Her waist tightened, and she was pulled down.

She didn't fall onto the hard carriage, but landed on the man's legs.

Half of her body bumped into Qin Mo's broad chest.

Before she could wipe away her tears, they splashed onto his moon-white lapel.

He was originally dressed in black, with only a strip of moon white on his lapel, which was now stained with dark spots by his tears, making him even more conspicuous.

Gu Mingshuang was both embarrassed and frightened. She subconsciously reached out to wipe his clothes, but in her panic, she accidentally brushed against his Adam's apple.

Qin Mo grabbed her fidgeting little hand, his eyes growing even darker.

"This road is bumpy, so be careful."

Gu Mingshuang raised her eyes, completely unaware of how alluring her reddened eyes appeared to the man in such a confined space.

"I'll be more careful..."

She tried to get down, but the man's hand held her firmly down.

"Don't move."

Gu Mingshuang thought that he was probably afraid that if she sat next to him, she would bump into him like before.

She blushed with embarrassment and simply stopped struggling.

She just felt a little uncomfortable sitting on his lap like that.

With a jolt, she leaned against his chest again.

Inside the quiet carriage, only the sound of wheel tracks could be heard, yet a strong heartbeat could be clearly heard.

Gu Mingshuang's face flushed, and she just hoped that this bumpy road would end soon.

At this moment, Qin Mo no longer harbored the anger he felt when he reached out to force her. Seeing her obediently nestled in his arms, he could see her reddened eyes and the tip of her nose when he looked down.

He was clearly heartbroken; all his former arrogance had vanished.

He wanted to rebuke her in a stern voice, asking why she would demean herself for such a man, but the words stuck in his throat.

It's like his pet cat; when it suffers injustice outside, he's angry at its lack of self-reliance, yet he also feels sorry for its injuries.

At this moment, even if Gu Mingshuang said she didn't want to leave the Ningyuan Marquis's mansion, he was willing to clear away all obstacles for her.

Qin Mo pursed his lips, unable to describe the feeling in his heart.

Fighting in the northern deserts, even in the most brutal times when you don't care about life or death, you never felt this suffocating and uncomfortable feeling in your chest.

This little one is nowhere near as delicate and round as she was as a child; she's gotten so thin.

Thinking that Song Linyuan had been by her side for the past ten years, Qin Mo clenched her fingers even tighter.

Song Linyuan is indeed useless, taking such good care of her!

He suppressed his murderous intent countless times.

But Song Linyuan broke her heart time and time again.

At this moment, he was unsure whether he should kill Song Linyuan or force Song Linyuan to send away the woman beside him.

The carriage finally came to a slow stop.

Gu Mingshuang waited a moment, then looked up and said:

"Lord Duke, have we arrived?"

Qin Mo did not loosen his grip, and spoke calmly.

"Sword Shadow, where are you?"

The driver, Jianying, quickly said:

"Reporting to Master, we have arrived at the residence in Qinghe Lane. There are people waiting at the gate; it should be...someone arranged by Miss Gu."

Gu Mingshuang realized what was happening.

"It's Du Bo!"

She quickly broke free from Qin Mo's legs and jumped off. Just as she was about to get out of the car, she turned back to Qin Mo and said:

"Thank you very much, Your Excellency, for today."

Just as she was about to turn around, her wrist was grabbed again.

A force pulled her back into Qin Mo's arms, and Gu Mingshuang's eyes widened.

"My lord..."

Qin Mo looked up at her, reached out and pinched her chin, making her look at him.

"Now that you've moved out of the Marquis's residence, shouldn't you begin doing what you promised me?"

Gu Mingshuang was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized that it was a job to help him build a garden.

Thinking about how the emperor suspected Qin Mo, it's no wonder he was in such a hurry to build a garden. Only by continuing to be a treacherous minister who indulges in extravagance and debauchery can he put the emperor at ease.

Suddenly released, Gu Mingshuang quickly got out of the car, steadied herself, and turned around to say:

"Rest assured, Your Excellency, I will do it as soon as possible..."

The carriage curtain was lowered, and Qin Mo's voice slowly drifted out.

"I'll send someone to pick you up tomorrow."

Standing at the door, Gu Mingshuang looked up in surprise as the carriage slowly drove away.

"tomorrow?"