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

Cheng Songan didn't understand what Cui Yuanqing's half-smile meant, just like last night he did not admit his relationship with Xue Tingyun, but instead said that she, Cheng Songan, was his sweetheart, which was incomprehensible.

But there was no need for her to understand. He had already agreed to the divorce, so she could live a peaceful and quiet life in the future.

In his previous life, Cheng Yanping married a noble lady from a marquis's family, but his sister-in-law had been in poor health since childhood and died of illness a few years after marriage. Cheng Yanping was not good at studying and suffered from his unsuccessful career. He did not care much about love between men and women and never remarried for many years. Cheng Jinning was supposed to be engaged three years later, but her mother and aunt died one after another. She observed mourning for three years and just got engaged. She was ready to get married just one year later when the national mourning occurred and she was delayed again for a year. After that, the Cheng family was exiled and returned to Yizhou, but the other party broke off the engagement. Cheng Songan had never heard of his third sister getting married until his death.

If I think about it carefully, even if my divorce has a profound impact on my life, it is not just a waste of time for them.

Cheng Songan felt relieved at that moment, and said to Cui Yuanqing calmly: "Master Cui has the ability to govern the country, and he must have seen that Brother Lu is a talented general. In the future, we may have to rely on him to recover the five towns in the northern border. Therefore, I hope you will not make things difficult for him."

Cui Yuanqing snorted after a long while: "Why should I embarrass him?"

Cheng Songan resisted the urge to roll his eyes and said slowly, "You liked the same person in the past, so you may quarrel over the same person in the future. I hope you can forgive him when you can. Anyway, he can't snatch it from you, Mr. Cui."

Cui Yuanqing's eyebrows moved slightly, and he asked seriously: "Do you really think so?"

Cheng Songan nodded. She had seen the ending in her previous life. Although she had changed Lu Qingshan's emotional direction in this life, no one could predict what would happen in the future. Perhaps after the new emperor ascended the throne, Cui Yuanqing would become prime minister and let Cheng Wanxin return to the capital. It was possible that Lu Qingshan would fall in love with her again after a few years.

Therefore, we should say something good for him now, to prevent Cui Yuanqing from sending him to the northwest to garrison and not allowing him to return to Beijing in the future.

Cui Yuanqing smiled at her meaningfully: "Since you say it, I will listen."

Cheng Songan sneered repeatedly. If he really listened to her, there would be no need for divorce.

Cui Yuanqing listened to her sarcasm, but he didn't care. He just looked around and said, "In a few days, let's have someone bring the Ya Nong here. Wouldn't it be a good match to play the fisherman and woodcutter's dialogue?"

Cheng Songan was slightly startled. How did he know that she had played the fisherman and woodcutter's dialogue? But no matter how curious he was, he did not ask. He just said, "Of course, I will bring my things over slowly. When we get divorced next year, it will save us a lot of trouble."

Cui Yuanqing's expression changed, but he resisted the urge to refute and said calmly, "Why are you in such a hurry? Do you want everyone to know that we are planning to divorce right now?"

Cheng Songan muttered, "What do you care?"

Cui Yuanqing stopped talking and stood up and walked to the back window. The reason why this courtyard is called Shanju is because it is built by the mountains and the water. Looking from the window behind the main hall, there is a lake not far below and a mountain opposite. Standing here to enjoy the scenery, the view is wide and it is refreshing.

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, Cheng Songan couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you leaving yet?"

Cui Yuanqing moved slightly, but refrained from looking back or saying anything.

Cheng Songan thought he was very strange, so she let him be. The divorce issue in her mind was resolved, and she had a full meal, so she felt sleepy. So she drew the curtains in the inner room to isolate herself from him, took off her shoes, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep without thinking about anything. She didn't even have the energy to care whether Cui Yuanqing was there or not.

The sleep was long and she didn't wake up until she was hungry again. She didn't know what time it was, but she felt that the room was very quiet and dim. She felt as if she was abandoned by everything in the world.

Cheng Songan didn't like this very much. It reminded her of the scene when the setting sun faded and the house was dark when she was dying in her previous life. She shouted in a trembling voice: "Haitang? Why don't you light the lamp?"

"You slept for two hours." Cui Yuanqing's voice suddenly rang out in the dim room. "Your maid called you twice, but you didn't wake up."

Cheng Songan thought groggily, no wonder she always felt someone patting her and touching her face in her sleep. It turned out that Haitang and the others called her twice, but she didn't wake up? She had never been so tired before.

After adjusting to the light, she squinted her eyes and saw Cui Yuanqing who had come to her side. She ignored his words and blurted out, "Is there anything to eat? I'm a little hungry."

She had indeed slept for too long, and her mind was a little muddled, so she actually asked Cui Yuanqing this question. Without waiting for his answer, she immediately reacted and asked, "Why don't you leave?"

Cui Yuanqing sat down on the bedside instead, and reached out to touch her long hair that was scattered on her shoulders, but he only reached halfway and put it back, and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Cheng Songan's stomach growled. He swallowed and said coldly, "Where are Haitang and Qiangwei? You should leave."

Cui Yuanqing was silent for a moment, then said, "Well, Cheng Songan, I'm leaving."

Cheng Songan nodded: "Let's go."

Cui Yuanqing hesitated and said again: "I mean, I want to leave the capital."

Cheng Songan's nose suddenly felt sore and he couldn't control the unspeakable pain. He had been gone for a year, and when he came back next year, they would be divorced. After that, they might be strangers and have no contact anymore.

This was the result she wanted, but when it was really about to happen, she couldn't control her sadness. Fortunately, the light was dim and she couldn't see her expression. She lay back down and said lightly, "Yeah."

In the darkness, Cui Yuanqing's eyes fell on her face without any concealment, and he described her face over and over again, as if he wanted to engrave her appearance in his heart. After a long while, he said, "Don't you have anything to say?"

Cheng Songan turned over and buried his face in the pillow to hide his sobs, and simply replied: "Come back as soon as possible and divorce me."

In one sentence, the first half made him feel like he was in the clouds, but the second half made him fall into the abyss.

Cui Yuanqing said nothing more, pulled open the curtain and walked out.

Cheng Songan got out of bed, not even bothering to put on her shoes. She stumbled to the window and looked out on tiptoe. It was already completely dark outside. She couldn't see anything in the vast night. She finally couldn't help it and cried against the window.

This emotion came out of nowhere, and she herself didn't know why it happened.

Haitang came in and turned on the light. She saw no one on the bed. She turned around and saw Cheng Songan lying barefoot on the window sobbing. She was startled: "Why don't you wear shoes, girl? Why did you cry again for no reason?"