After rebirth, the Prime Minister's wife always wanted to leave her father behind and keep her

"Come here!" Cui Yuanqing said lightly.

Cheng Songan looked back and said to Haitang, "Go to Chunhui Garden and tell them that I was frightened and want my grandmother to come over."

Haitang immediately agreed to go.

Cheng Songan then ordered Qiangwei to prepare hot water and that no maids or servants were allowed to enter the house. He then turned back to the inner room and asked unhappily, "Why did you come back? Aren't you afraid of getting us into trouble?"

"Are you really afraid that I will implicate you?" Cui Yuanqing's face was pale, but his words were still full of energy.

Cheng Songan glanced at him and said, "Yes."

Cui Yuanqing laughed helplessly: "The most dangerous place is the safest place. A person who is supposed to go to the south of the Yangtze River is least likely to be suspected."

The blood on his back had dried, and the sleeve arrow had been cut off, with half still stuck inside. Cui Yuanqing himself must have dared not pull it out rashly.

"The doctor will be here in a while." Cheng Songan sat on the couch opposite him and said quietly, "Go lie down on the bed."

Cui Yuanqing crossed his legs and did not move. He looked up and saw that she did not come over to check on his injuries. He felt a little sad and said calmly, "Don't dirty your bed."

Cheng Songan sneered: "Isn't it half of yours? What are you fussing about now? I have a clean place to sleep."

Cui Yuanqing tightly shut his mouth and stared at the ground. After a long while, he said, "Cheng Songan, I feel a little pain."

Cheng Songan's hand trembled as she picked up the teacup. These words actually came from the mouth of Cui Yuanqing, who killed people without blinking an eye? She looked back in disbelief, but saw that his face was pale and his fists were clenched tightly, as if he was really enduring the pain.

"I'm in some pain" These four words, with a hint of grievance and pleading, made her heart soften for a moment. But after a moment, she calmly said, "Master Cui, please be patient, the doctor will be here soon."

Cui Yuanqing raised his head, his inky black eyes seemed to be soaked in the lake water, clear and bright. He had always been a child of destiny who could plan and even look down on the world, but at this moment he was just an ordinary person among the countless people. He said, "Hold me."

Cheng Songan half-closed his eyes and watched him act quietly. When he went out, he acted like he was dying in the carriage, and in the blink of an eye he could go into Hongyan Tower with a sword and assassinate King Jin.

She didn't know how he would deceive her again. She curled her lips and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Grandmother and the doctor will be here immediately. How can this be a disgrace?"

"Then it was proper for you to be carried into the carriage by Lu Qingshan?" Cui Yuanqing tried to control his emotions, but he couldn't hide his bitterness. "How could it be proper for you to talk to him for a long time behind the curtain?"

Cheng Songan was stunned. Didn’t he leave by then?

"How do you know?" she asked curiously, but she didn't feel ashamed because she had done nothing wrong.

Cui Yuanqing was silent for a moment, with his head down. If he hadn't seen her leave safely with his own eyes, how could he have walked away alone? During this meal, Ming Zhan came forward to care for her, and Lu Qingshan even picked her up directly.

He never knew that even if she was married, she would still be coveted by so many people.

"What, are you jealous?" Cheng Songan asked with a cold sneer when he didn't answer, her tone full of disdain. He could pester her half-sister whenever he wanted and end things whenever he wanted, without taking her feelings seriously at all. Today, she was just being cared for normally, but he questioned her like this.

"Yes, I'm jealous." Cui Yuanqing raised his head, his tone full of frustration. He stared at her steadily, "You can be hugged by other men, I beg you, but you won't hug me."

Cheng Songan's heart was once again in turmoil. Was he jealous? He couldn't even answer what position she held in his heart. What was he jealous of? It was just that his dignity as a man was challenged!

Any man, even if he is a beggar, as long as he has a wife, behind closed doors, he is the emperor of the house and the heaven of this woman. What's more, the future Prime Minister Cui Yuanqing in front of him could not tolerate his woman being hugged by another man all the way. In the final analysis, he just regarded her as a toy of his own and would not allow others to touch her.

"Oh, Lord Cui, don't act like you have any affection for me. I'm open and honest, and I don't need to explain anything to you." Cheng Songan said impatiently, enduring the smell of blood on his body.

Cui Yuanqing stood up suddenly and walked in front of her. He could no longer control his emotions and said angrily, "Cheng Songan, why do you hate me so much? You were willing to be a hostage to save me and even hurt yourself to let me escape, but why do you always change your attitude in the blink of an eye?"

Cheng Songan clenched his fists and said calmly: "I don't like you saying this, and I don't want to hear it. Don't be sentimental. We are in the same boat. Saving you is saving myself."

"Can't I just live a quiet life? You didn't want to marry me before, but I was stubborn. That's not your fault. I accept your hatred and resentment. So when we get married, you said you wanted me to regret it for the rest of my life, and I have no objection. We can just treat each other with respect as guests."

Cui Yuanqing felt like he had punched cotton. He was a little angry, but he didn't know who to vent his anger on.

After Cheng Songan finished speaking, he left the inner room and asked Qiangwei if the hot water and gauze were ready. Then he waited for Old Lady Yu in the corridor.

Her figure was clearly illuminated by the candlelight from the lanterns hanging on the corridor. Her long coat with an ochre-yellow collar and an apricot-colored cross-collar was stained with blood, but it did not make her look dirty, which only made her look more aloof and cold. She no longer had the liveliness and eccentricity of her childhood, but was also different from the dignified and virtuous lady that was rumored to be in the capital.

Cui Yuanqing couldn't see through her more and more.

"Grandma!" Cheng Songan called out, stretched his neck to look back, but found that there was no doctor.

She originally thought that Old Lady Yu fainted deliberately in front of the mansion gate in order to invite a doctor into the mansion and select a capable and trustworthy doctor from Chunhui Garden to bring with her. But at this time, she only brought her maids and servants.

"If we let the doctor stay in the mansion now, it might attract attention." Old Madam Yu seemed to see through her thoughts. She walked into the house with a stern face and sent the maids to the side rooms. "I'll come myself."

Cheng Songan paused: "Grandma is here?"

Old Madam Yu entered the inner room. Although she knew the situation was serious, she was still shocked when she saw her only grandson was seriously injured. Her eyes turned red first: "With your ability, how could you be injured like this?"

Cui Yuanqing pursed his lips, lowered his head and said nothing.

Old Madam Yu snorted. This grandson was raised by her and her husband personally, so she could see everything. She sighed and said, "Yun Dai, hold him down while I pull out the arrow."

Cheng Songan bit his lower lip and said hesitantly: "Grandma, I..."

"If he can't bear this little pain of flesh and blood today, how can he be worthy of the honor of a frontier official in the future?" Old Lady Yu said calmly. She asked Qiangwei and Haitang to bring hot water, gauze and a jar of wine. She asked her personal maid to roll up her sleeves and stood in front of Cui Yuanqing.