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

Cheng Songan saw that where his hand passed, there was a very fine trace of glue, which no one could see unless they looked closely. She suddenly realized that Si Tui's true appearance was only similar to Cui Yuanqing in spirit, and if he used something to disguise himself, he could look exactly the same.

Thinking of Duan Zhuyu's behavior at the dock that day, Cheng Song felt relieved. Duan Zhuyu had seen Situi before, but he didn't know how she knew that it was him who took the boat to the south of the Yangtze River that day.

"Miss Yu." After she reached the pavilion, Cheng Songan said weakly, "You've come just in time. Please give me a hand."

Duan Zhuyu looked at her face carefully. It was already winter, but she was sweating on her forehead. She couldn't help but worry: "What's going on?"

Then he said to the maid, "Little Bell, go find someone quickly."

Cheng Songan waved his hand and said, "It's okay. I'm afraid I'm having my period. Just ask the maid to help me back."

Duan Zhuyu waved to Xiao Lingdang quickly, but suddenly felt something was wrong, so she turned to Si Tui who was standing by and said, "Hey! Minister Cui, Sister Cheng is in such pain, are you just going to stand by and watch? You should take her back."

Si Tui had been facing away from her with his hands behind his back, but after hearing this, he had no choice but to turn around, slowly walked to Cheng Song An's side, stretched out his hand, lowered his eyes and said, "Okay."

Cheng Songan suddenly had an idea, and shook off his hand, saying viciously: "Who asked you to hug me! I don't know what kind of woman you hugged in that gentle place, you must have soiled my clothes."

These words hit the nail on the head for Situi, who felt extremely embarrassed and slowly retracted his outstretched hand.

Duan Zhuyu's eyes widened, her long eyebrows almost stood up, and she said with contempt: "You are so good, Minister Cui. The emperor asked you to investigate the case, but you are so good that you treat Jiangnan as a gentle place! I will not let my uncle enter the palace to report you! Sister Cheng, let's go!"

Si Tui pinched his brows and watched helplessly as Duan Zhuyu gritted his teeth and helped Cheng Songan up, walking towards the stairs step by step.

Duan Zhuyu walked away and said, "Thank goodness my uncle and aunt always say that Minister Cui is a man who values ​​friendship and loyalty. Bah, bah, bah!"

Si Tui finally couldn't help but speak up and said, "Miss Yu, Madam has misunderstood me."

Cheng Songan snorted. He was very protective of Cui Yuanqing. Both of them were on the side of Cheng Wanxin. He said angrily, "How dare you swear that you have never hugged another woman? But someone saw it with their own eyes. If you deny it, I will go to the Taichang Temple immediately!"

"I..." Si Tui opened his mouth, but felt he had no way to defend himself.

She knew very well that it was him, not Cui Yuanqing, who was hugging Cheng Wanxin, but she insisted on describing them as the same person. She knew how eloquent she used to be, and how she would even hit people when she got angry.

The last time I saw her briefly on the long street, I just felt that she was much gentler and quieter than when she was a child, but I didn't expect that when we met again this time, the way she took medicine and beat people seemed a bit like before.

If he argued with her at this time, he didn't know what she would say, so he just turned away, fearing that if he stayed any longer even Duan Zhuyu would notice something was wrong. In fact, this argument was just to get rid of Duan Zhuyu's entanglement.

Duan Zhuyu asked curiously, "Sister, why do you want to go to Taichang Temple?"

Cheng Songan pursed his lips: "Of course it's for a divorce."

Duan Zhuyu was stunned, but she was spoiled and pampered, so she was naturally more arrogant than others. She was not like others who tried to persuade her with the words "Men are all like this, women should not care about it, you are the legal wife anyway, you should be generous", so after being surprised, she said angrily: "So what if we divorce? So what if we have a bad reputation? A person like my sister doesn't need to listen to those rumors."

As he spoke, he stared at Situi's figure in a daze. Seeing his followers coming over, the two of them talked for a few words. The man looked over here, and Duan Zhuyu withdrew his gaze.

Cheng Songan was not feeling well, so after walking for a while he stopped on a stone pier to rest.

Duan Zhuyu thought for a moment and then asked, "Sister, do you know if Minister Cui has anyone else besides a long-time attendant and a guard?"

Cheng Songan did not show his calmness that he knew what was on her mind, and asked her: "Who are you looking for? Who offended you?"

Duan Zhuyu blushed and shook her head, "That man saved me during the parade. I want to thank him."

Cheng Song finally understood what was going on. It turned out that the person whom Duan Zhuyu had chased even when he almost ran away during the parade was indeed Situi. Little did he know that they had such a connection.

However, one of them is an unknown stand-in who cannot even show his true face, while the other is a rich lady who is loved by everyone. Their identities are very different. What's more, Situi has a close relationship with Cheng Wanxin. Duan Zhuyu and him are destined to have no result.

Cheng Songan sighed softly: "Lord Cui is surrounded by people of low status. It is his duty to save you. How dare I ask you to thank me?"

After hearing this, Duan Zhuyu's eyes rarely turned red. She lowered her head and remained silent.

Cheng Songan knew that she acted flamboyantly, and after all, she was from a noble family, so she understood this truth. But she was really sad when her hopes were dashed.

The two of them sat in silence for a while before Duan Zhuyu regained his spirits and said with a smile as if nothing had happened: "Let's go to your mother's yard and see what my uncle brought you!"

Cheng Songan was a little confused: "General Ming brought me something?"

Duan Zhuyu nodded and clapped her hands suddenly: "Ha, Sister Cheng, if you get divorced, you can come and be my aunt, okay?"

Cheng Songan covered her mouth with his hand, and said anxiously and shyly: "My little ancestor, be careful not to be heard! Didn't your uncle come back to Beijing to discuss marriage this time? Aren't these words of yours ruining his reputation?"

Duan Zhuyu raised her eyebrows nonchalantly, thought for a moment, and then suddenly, as if she had discovered something extraordinary, she said mysteriously, "He is very picky. He has talked to many families these days, but he is still not satisfied and doesn't want to see any of them. But..."

Having said this, she dragged out her tone and deliberately kept the audience in suspense.

Cheng Songan was also a little curious and couldn't help asking, "But what?"

Duan Zhuyu whispered, "He heard that my aunt's cat had given birth to kittens, so he came to see them eagerly. He is a rough man and has never heard of anyone liking cats and dogs. You can take a look, and he even volunteered to give them to you for selection. I never told him that my sister wanted to marry my aunt's cat, but he took a fancy to it..."

Cheng Song'an's heart skipped a beat. She didn't believe Ming Zhan would have any feelings for a lady of the imperial court, not to mention that she was a year or two older than him. But after hearing Duan Zhuyu's ambiguous words, it seemed a little unusual.

"Miss Yu!" Cheng Songan stopped her.

Just as he was about to stand up, a voice suddenly came out from behind: "Miss Duan, you are talking nonsense. It doesn't matter to your uncle, a man, but don't ruin Cheng Shimei's reputation. After all, she hasn't divorced yet."