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

Cheng Songan almost forgot to resist. He stared into Cui Yuanqing's eyes, his mind blank.

He fell in love with her? In her previous life, she had spent her entire life trying to let go of her love, but in this life, it had only been a month, and she had always been against him, but he fell in love with her? What about these grudges?

"You're crazy." These three words were the only ones Cheng Songan could think of when he was able to speak.

Like a volcano that had been suppressed for a long time, Cui Yuanqing said calmly, "Yes, I am crazy. I have been crazy since the day you returned to Beijing. Originally, you didn't have to marry me when I resisted the marriage, but you didn't. You were busy pretending to be a virtuous lady from a noble family."

"Then I will fulfill your wish and let you marry me. I'll see how long you can keep pretending. But you don't want to pretend anymore, Cheng Songan. If you hate me so much, why did you marry me? If you married me, why do you want to divorce me?"

The fish swims in the water, it is both the tail and the head. It turns out that the fate between the two of them is like a palindrome: the head is the tail and the tail is the head, but there is no head and no tail.

She originally thought that her fate in her previous life was the result, but she never thought that this result was caused by herself, and even in this life, it became the cause of her entanglement with Cui Yuanqing. And Cui Yuanqing was the same.

This is the true cycle of cause and effect, and retribution will come.

The shock of the raging waves invaded Cheng Songan's heart again and again. She opened her mouth but couldn't say a word.

Cui Yuanqing stared into her eyes with a sharp gaze and continued to ask, "What happened on the wedding day?"

Cheng Songan bit her lower lip, hating that fate had made her reborn on the day of her wedding. If it had been earlier, she would have had time to cancel the engagement.

"Nothing." Cheng Songan closed her eyes, knowing that the cause and effect did not mean that she had to forgive him, let alone accept him, or even tell him her last secret.

"Thank you, Cui Yuanqing, for letting me know this. Although it was not my intention, I caused that result." She whispered, "Don't talk nonsense. There are two...a life between us. There is no need to talk about love anymore."

Cui Yuanqing let go of his hand dejectedly and returned to his original bed silently.

The only sound in the room was the hourglass. No one spoke, but both knew that the other was not asleep. This long day seemed endless.

After an unknown amount of time, Cheng Songan curled up and fell asleep. But her dreams were very restless, sometimes in her past life, sometimes in this life, and sometimes back to that rainy night. She dreamed that Xue Tingyun had disheveled hair, stared at her with a pair of unwilling eyes, and strangled her neck to make her pay with her life.

Cheng Songan woke up from his nightmare in a cold sweat. He looked out the window and saw that the sky was just beginning to brighten. When he looked back, there was no one on the bed.

Haitang heard the noise and came over and said, "My Lord is taking a medicinal bath in the bath room. Miss, please go lie down on the bed for a while. The mistress and the master will definitely come to see you during the day, so we have to put away the green gauze cabinet."

Cheng Songan felt a little dizzy. She wanted to sleep but couldn't. As she was still a patient, she had no choice but to move to the bed.

When he walked to the bed, he saw a wide step-out bed separated by a thick gauze curtain. It could accommodate one person. The pillow outside was propped up with several quilts, and Cheng Songan was leaning on it. If you didn't get closer, no one could see what was going on inside.

Just as I was about to sit down, I saw Qiangwei and Taxue carrying a glass screen and placing it across the bed.

"That's what the master ordered," Haitang saw her confusion and explained, "The girl was attacked by an assassin and was injured. This news will be spread tomorrow. There will be many people visiting her in the next few days."

Does this mean that he wants to recuperate at home? Cheng Songan slowly sat over and leaned on the quilt in a trance.

Cui Yuanqing had finished his medicinal bath and returned to the bed, smelling of medicine. This time he felt better than last night, at least he was wearing underwear.

But Cheng Songan was still so choked that he covered his mouth and turned his head to the side.

Cui Yuanqing didn't say anything either. He walked past her, lifted the curtain and went inside.

Haitang put away his shoes and retreated. The room fell into an eerie silence again.

Cheng Songan couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you going to Jiangnan?"

Cui Yuanqing hummed softly inside and asked, "Do you really want me to leave? Especially when I'm seriously injured?"

Cheng Songan was choked. Seeing him move freely and with full of energy, if he had not witnessed the dangerous situation when the arrow was pulled out a few hours ago, he would never have thought that he was seriously injured.

She rolled her eyes inside, not knowing whether he could see it or not, and then asked, "When are you leaving?"

She was indeed a little curious. There was no assassination in her previous life, so was it Cui Yuanqing or that person who went to the south of the Yangtze River?

Cui Yuanqing leaned sideways inside and replied without any emotion: "It's time to leave."

"Cui Yuanqing." Cheng Songan smiled softly, "We can still sit together and chat so calmly."

What happened last night was like the storm more than ten years ago, which actually brought peace after it passed.

Cui Yuanqing said "hmm" lightly.

The two people lay in the same bed like an old couple in their twilight years, looking at each other in silence until dawn.

As Cui Yuanqing expected, Zhang came to Yunxiang Pavilion early in the morning, and Cui Ziqi also came at the same time, but Cui Ziqi was outside the screen and did not go in.

"Why is my father-in-law here too?" Cheng Songan tried to pretend to be sick and asked while leaning against the quilt, "My daughter-in-law is fine. She will be fine in two days."

Zhang smelled the strong smell of medicine in the room, but she didn't suspect anything. She just said, "Fortunately, you are fine. If something really happened, how would I explain it to Yuan'er?"

Cui Ziqi also followed behind the screen and said, "This villain is too bold. Under the emperor's feet, he dared to assassinate the royal family and kidnap the ladies. He should be tortured to death if caught!"

Cheng Songan wanted to laugh, but he coughed to cover it up and said, "I wonder how the Xiang Wang and his wife are doing?"

Cui Ziqi was a straightforward person. When she asked, he immediately spoke: "Wow, I knew that the King of Xiang was mediocre and only knew how to take care of flowers and plants. I didn't expect him to be so cowardly. He was frightened and fell ill. This morning, the emperor looked unhappy during the court session. He must have been angry when he heard that his son was useless."

Cheng Songan pursed his lips. Cui Ziqi didn't see that Prince Xiang was pretending to be stupid. At this moment, he didn't have the strength to compete for power with Prince Jin and Prince Shou. He must dispel the Queen's suspicion and the two princes' doubt.

No wonder Cui Yuanqing never discussed what he did with his father. His political sense is really not sharp.

Cheng Songan pretended to be casual and asked, "Have you found any clues about the assassin?"

Cui Ziqi said: "Those assassins who were caught insisted that they were Prince Fu's men."

Cheng Songan did not ask too many questions, but just chatted with the couple about some family matters. When they were about to leave, he said, "Mother, I want to stay at the farm for a while in a few days."

Before Zhang could say anything, the person inside the tent took a deep breath.