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

"Sister, what should we name this cat?" Cheng Jining asked, leaning against the bed while holding the cat.

Cheng Songan was made agitated by Lu Qingshan, and said absentmindedly: "The one with a chubby face should be called Luo Luo."

The little cat jumped out of Cheng Jining's arms and lay on Cheng Songan's lower abdomen again, rubbing against it comfortably.

Cheng Jinning said happily: "The Classic of Mountains and Seas says: In the North Sea there is a green beast, shaped like a tiger, named Luo Luo. Okay, let's call it Luo Luo Nu."

"Luoluonu!" Cheng Songan called it softly while holding it. The little cat slave responded with a meow, and was surprisingly satisfied.

Luo Luonu especially liked to nestle on her, with his head always resting on her belly, as if he was guarding something.

After talking for a while, Cheng Songan felt sleepy again and couldn't help dozing off. Cheng Jining couldn't bear to disturb her, so she went back obediently.

Roronoa lay beside her, snoring softly, and both of them slept soundly.

He woke up hungry. It was dark and there was a dim light in the room, but it was not completely dark. Cheng Songan felt a little relieved. He stood up, opened the tent and wanted to call the maid to come in.

Si Tui was sitting under the lamp writing at the table not far from the bed, and Luo Luo Nu ran out at some point and squatted on his shoulder. He wrote for a while and then reached out to touch its head. Luo Luo Nu also enjoyed it very much. The man and the cat had a very good understanding.

Cheng Songan quietly watched this heartwarming scene, but it did not belong to her. The inexplicable grievance in her heart surged up again. A corner of her heart suddenly missed Cui Yuanqing uncontrollably. Her eyes became sore and tears fell.

Si Tui seemed to sense something. He silently stopped writing and turned to look at her. Luo Luonu jumped off his shoulder and crawled into her arms.

"Don't cry." His eyebrows were reflected in the light and his expression could not be seen clearly.

Cheng Songan wiped his tears and asked, "Why didn't you go to Jingqiuzhai?"

Si Tui seemed to be so angry that he laughed: "Why would I go there?"

He walked over and sat beside the bed, then asked again, "Why are you crying?"

Cheng Songan stared at him and asked, "What on earth is Cui Yuanqing doing? Why hasn't he come back yet? Ask him to come back now, or I'll divorce you!"

Si Tui's face turned cold at first, then he smiled and asked, "Besides the divorce, is there anything else that made him come back now? He has more important things to do than the divorce."

Cheng Songan sniffed and said angrily, "Is the people's affairs important? I want to tell him how to solve the problem if there is a drought or flood next year."

Si Tui was startled and asked seriously, "Do you have a solution?"

Cheng Songan rolled his eyes at him and said, "I have a way but I won't tell you. Go call Cui Yuanqing."

Si Tui didn't move, but stared into her eyes for a while with a smile in his eyes.

He had already bathed and was wearing only a white undershirt with a faint scent of soapberry. The collar was open, revealing his slender, smooth neck and very deep collarbone.

Cheng Songan felt something was wrong, and she leaned forward from her retreat. Earlier in Jingqiuzhai, she had hit someone but missed, leaving a scratch on his neck.

Before he could see clearly, Si Tui spoke again: "You are thinking about him and want him to come back to accompany you, right?"

Cheng Songan quickly retracted his head like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and said angrily, "Who misses him? I want a divorce!"

Si Tui continued to smile and said, "Why do you have to tell him about this? The refugees and disaster victims are not his responsibility. He was ordered to clean up the fraud cases in Jiangnan. Even if there is a drought or flood, it should be investigated by local officials. You are giving him tasks that haven't happened yet, and he can't take care of them."

Cheng Songan said angrily, "This is a matter concerning the people. Cui Yuanqing will not ignore it."

Si Tui suppressed his smile, and there was no emotion on his face, making it even harder to tell the difference between him and Cui Yuanqing. He asked calmly, "Why didn't you tell Lu Qingshan?"

Cheng Songan was silent for a moment. Apart from the fact that Lu Qingshan was a military commander, she was actually more worried that if she told him, he would tell her not to worry about these things, as this was not something a woman should consider.

It seemed that Cui Yuanqing was more willing to take her words seriously. This discovery shocked her. She immediately replied sarcastically: "Of course I am afraid that Brother Lu will go to suppress the refugees."

Before she could finish her words, Situi grabbed her wrist and pulled her in front of him, and his slightly cold lips covered her mouth.

Cheng Songan was startled and was about to struggle, but suddenly he calmed down and rubbed his face with his hand. There was no trace. He couldn't help but shouting: "Cui Yuanqing, I knew it was you! You bastard, you dare to play tricks on me, get out of here!"

Cui Yuanqing completely embraced her in his arms, resting his chin on top of her head. His smile spread from his chest to the heart of the person in his arms, and he said slowly, "Cheng Songan, let me hug you."

Cheng Songan was angry, but she didn't break free. Her aggrieved heart was strangely soothed in his arms. She just raised her head and said, "Si Tui left the pavilion, and the attendant who came to see him was you! Cui Yuanqing, why did you pretend to be him?"

Cui Yuanqing pressed her to his chest and said quietly, "Aren't you obsessed with him? If he replaces me, you should be happy."

Cheng Songan cursed, "You bastard! You pretended to be him on purpose, it's annoying."

Cui Yuanqing held her face and couldn't help but kiss her forehead gently: "He touched you, and made you feel annoyed? What about me?"

Cheng Songan reacted for a moment, then remembered that he wanted to divorce him, so he pushed him away and said, "You played me around, you deserve to die."

Cui Yuanqing didn't dare to pull her hard, he simply took off his shoes and got on the bed, hugged her in his arms and said, "I didn't pretend to be him, it was you who didn't recognize me."

Cheng Songan was so angry that she lay on his arms and sobbed. She had never thought that she would meet and recognize Situi in such a situation, but she didn't want to find out that she was uncontrollably attached to Cui Yuanqing at this time. This contradiction and involuntary emotions overwhelmed her and made her extremely uncomfortable.

"Don't cry," Cui Yuanqing softened his tone, holding her with one hand and gently stroking her long hair with the other hand, saying, "From now on, I will do whatever you want to do. If you don't want to return to Cui Mansion, you can live in Yuqiao Villa."

Cheng Songan cried for a while, and then the emotion disappeared without a trace. He had been acting very strange lately, unable to control himself whether crying or laughing.

She looked up and asked, "What about He Li?"

Cui Yuanqing did not answer, but lifted her up to him and kissed her on the forehead gently and seriously, from her forehead to her eyebrows, to the tip of her nose, and then to her lips. This was the first time that he did not attack her forcefully and violently, but kissed her gently and tenderly, without any lust, and even with some piety.

"Okay." Cui Yuanqing stopped, hugged her, his palm casually covering her lower abdomen, and replied softly.

Roronoa sat among them like an obedient child.