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

"But you are not allowed to mention the word divorce again within a year. If there is a drought or flood, you must consider the people and work with me to find a solution." Cui Yuanqing hugged her gently and said in a tone that did not allow for negotiation, "Before we divorce, you and I are still husband and wife."

Cheng Songan's originally tense body gradually relaxed. She wanted to stay away from him and push him away, but there seemed to be a voice in a corner of her body saying that she needed Cui Yuanqing.

So, she followed her heart, fell into his arms, and didn't move.

But Cui Yuanqing was so serious, unlike before when he would press her down on the bed. This made Cheng Songan feel a little strange. She looked up and saw that he was combing her hair without any evil thoughts. She hesitated to say, "You..."

Cui Yuanqing didn't stop what he was doing, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Cheng Songan lowered his head embarrassedly: "Nothing."

Cui Yuanqing continued to straighten her messy hair one strand at a time. Suddenly, he paused, raised her face, looked at her for a long time with deep eyes, and asked, "Do you want me?"

Cheng Songan was so ashamed and angry at his directness that he immediately got up from his arms.

Cui Yuanqing pulled her back and said gently, "I'm just teasing you. You're not feeling well. I'm behaving myself."

Cheng Songan rolled his eyes at him angrily.

Cui Yuanqing asked casually: "I'll treat you better. If we have a child within this year, what will you do?"

Cheng Songan said unhappily: "No."

Somehow, he added, "If there is, it doesn't matter. I will get rid of the father and keep the son."

Cui Yuanqing's eyes looked dim under the dim light. He exhaled lightly and asked, "I have agreed to a divorce. Can you tell me why you are so determined? What happened on the wedding day?"

Cheng Songan lowered her eyes and stroked Luo Luonu's head. Cui Yuanqing's persistence in this matter was beyond her expectations.

She thought to herself that if she didn't tell him, Cui Yuanqing would never let her go after a year. If she told him, no one would believe her rebirth, and she didn't know what kind of trouble would come.

After a while, he slowly said, "On the eve of our wedding, I had a very long dream. In the dream, I spent my whole life with you indifferently. But you never changed in that life. You always hated me and ignored me, which made me depressed to death. After waking up, every day I was with you made that dream extremely clear."

Cui Yuanqing frowned, "Because of this dream?"

Cheng Songan snorted coldly: "Yes, if you don't believe me and think I'm being unreasonable, that's up to you."

Cui Yuanqing was silent for a while, and then he said, "I believe it."

Cheng Songan was stunned. He didn't expect him to react like this.

Cui Yuanqing lowered his head and said slowly: "After Tingyun disappeared, I did blame you, especially when you were well-known in the capital, I was even more annoyed with you and felt that you were hypocritical and pretentious. If you were to marry me and still be like that, I... I..."

Cheng Songan laughed at himself: "You will really ignore me forever."

Cui Yuanqing did not deny it.

Cheng Songan suddenly hated his honesty at this moment. He really would not lie to her. Fortunately, she did not say that in the dream, he finally married Cheng Wanxin, and it was before she died. If she said this, with Cui Yuanqing's meticulousness, and thinking about her recent actions, he would soon find that this dream was real. What would happen at that time, no one could predict.

After a long while, Cui Yuanqing said, "It is indeed possible that such an ending would happen between us. It is understandable that you hate me. I resisted the marriage at first, concealed it from you, and treated you coldly. This is my fault, and I admit it. But dreams are just dreams after all. Can't you forgive me for your entire life and refuse to let go?"

Cheng Songan also said honestly: "Yes."

Before he finished speaking, his stomach growled loudly, and even Rorono started meowing.

Cui Yuanqing took a deep breath, put her down, put on his clothes and got out of bed, and walked out quickly on the pretext of preparing a meal for her, almost running away.

After saying this, Cheng Songan felt a little relieved. She got out of bed and walked around the room leisurely, and was finally attracted by the paper and pen on the table.

On the small desk, there were a bunch of used rice papers scattered around. Some of them might have been damaged by the writing and were torn into pieces and thrown aside.

Cheng Songan picked up the written pages. She was just copying the Heart Sutra that she had casually placed on her desk. The beginning was relatively calm, but the more she read on, the more impetuous she became, especially the sentence, "There is no ignorance, nor is there an end to ignorance; there is no old age and death, nor is there an end to old age and death." It was written in a wild and regular script, gradually changing into cursive script.

It turns out that Cui Yuanqing also had such restless moments, she found it a little funny. She took a few more torn pages and unfolded them, and when she put them together and looked at them, she was stunned. On the paper was written neatly: "If we don't meet in this life, we will be as active as the sun and the moon. What night is this, and we share this candlelight together?"

A strange emotion flashed through my mind, and I found a few more cards to put together, but it turned out to be "I won't get drunk even after ten cups of wine, because I am grateful to you for making the drink last longer. Tomorrow we will be separated by mountains, and the world will be vast and boundless."

It was Du Fu's "Presented to the Eighth Hermit of Wei". Cui Yuanqing took the beginning and the end of it and wrote it over and over again dozens of times, but he tore it up every time he wrote it, as if he was extremely upset. It was clearly a poem about the reunion of old friends who were as rare as the stars of Canopus and Shang, and the joy of separation, but they had to part again, and from then on they were separated by mountains. But at this time, he only wrote the first and last four sentences, which seemed to be talking about the separation and reunion between the two of them, the joys and sorrows.

Cheng Songan held the fragment blankly, thinking about the deep meaning of it, and couldn't help feeling confused. It seemed that he had written it many times, and he was upset, so he copied the Heart Sutra to seek peace, but when he copied the few sentences that made him let go of everything and get liberation, he became even more restless.

He said that he agreed to divorce her, but his handwriting betrayed his heart. He didn't want to be separated from her tomorrow and be in the dark about the world!

Haitang and Qiangwei came in and set the table. They were all her favorite foods recently. Cheng Songan quietly held a few pieces of the remnants in her palm and hid them in her sleeve before sitting down to eat.

Not long after, Cui Yuanqing seemed to have calmed down and came back from the outer room. He took the milk from the table and put it on the small stool beside the table. He then took Luo Luonu from Cheng Songan's arms to feed her.

After feeding Rorono silently, he suddenly seemed to think of something. He stood up and walked to the table, gathered all the written and torn papers together, and threw them one by one into the charcoal stove. Every time he threw a paper, the flames jumped out a little, reflecting his face in a changeable way.

Cheng Songan pretended not to know and asked casually, "What's burning?"

Cui Yuanqing said calmly: "Some official documents that were not clearly written."

Cheng Songan did not continue asking and ate his meal slowly, occasionally looking at Luo Luonu, trying not to think about those poems and scriptures.

After burning the papers and washing his hands, Cui Yuanqing sat beside her and said, "What I am doing in Jiangnan is, on the surface, to clean up the fraud cases, but in reality, I am trying to take back all the power of the entire taxation area. The first step is to start with the Jiangnan Weaving Bureau."

Cheng Songan looked at him in confusion, not understanding why he suddenly said this.

Cui Yuanqing stared into her eyes and said, "I had my plans before, but if you want to do anything in the future, I can change my plans and accompany you."