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

"I used to admire well-educated and well-mannered women."

Cheng Songan recalled that when she was a child, every time she had a fight with Lu Qingshan, Lu Qingshan would always compare her with the fifth daughter of the Xue family, the prefect, saying that she was fierce and barbaric, while the fifth daughter of Xue was well-educated and well-mannered.

Thinking about it this way, the reason why he liked Cheng Wanxin in his previous life might not be because she was somewhat similar to Miss Xue Wu.

Lu Qingshan sneered, turned his back to her, and seemed to be lost in his memories.

Cheng Songan continued: "My second sister has a very similar temperament to Miss Xue Wu..."

Lu Qingshan suddenly turned around, stared straight into her eyes and said, "Don't bother Miss Cheng to be my matchmaker. I've already said that I won't get married until I take back the five towns in the northern border!"

Cheng Songan was startled by his action, then curled his lips: "That's up to you, but considering our childhood friendship, I also advise you to pick the flowers when you have them, and don't wait until there are no flowers left to pluck."

Lu Qingshan laughed and said, "Thank you very much."

Cheng Songan heard his tone was a bit weird, and couldn't help but get angry: "I know I offended you badly when I was a child, so if you see me getting impatient, I will stay away from you. Anyway, I will be trapped in the mansion for a long time in the future, and I may not see you many times in my life, so you don't have to vent your resentment towards me on my second sister."

She was just a little angry at first, but when she talked about being trapped in the rear house for her whole life, she thought of her past life and felt that this life was also boring. She couldn't help feeling sad and a little self-pitying.

Lu Qingshan was stunned for a moment. Apart from the fact that she had just tried to match him up with Cheng Wanxin, when had she ever offended him? When had he ever been impatient with her?

He moved his lips, wanting to explain, but saw tears in her eyes.

Cheng Songan quickly realized his own gaffe, adjusted his mood, bowed and said, "Mr. Lu, please stroll around. I still have to go to my mother's place."

When she was walking down the pavilion, Lu Qingshan called her, "If you don't want to call me Brother Qingshan, just call me Lu Xiaojiu."

Cheng Songan paused and said nothing.

Lu Qingshan added: "I have never blamed you."

Cheng Song gently relaxed her hand that was soothing the railing, nodded, and still said nothing. She lifted her skirt, gently raised her feet, and walked down the stairs step by step. Her movements were light and graceful, truly like a lady from a noble family.

Lu Qingshan suddenly said again: "Cheng Yundai, your pretentious look is really awkward."

After being serious for a while, Cheng Songan still couldn't stand her. He turned around and looked up, snorting: "Then don't look at her."

Lu Qingshan sat with his knees bent and hugged the railing, with the other leg hanging down and swinging back and forth, still looking as dissolute and playful as before. Fortunately, God gave him a good appearance, so he did not look annoying.

He rested his chin on his arm, not caring about Cheng Songan's disapproval, and still said to her: "Really, you are like a wild girl pretending to be a young lady."

Cheng Songan was so angry that her composure immediately broke down. She picked up a handful of flowers from both sides of her and threw them at him with all her might: "Are you good? Humph, you are just a prodigal son. No wonder Miss Xue looks down on you!"

Lu Qingshan was not annoyed at all, and seemed to be very happy to see Cheng Songan jumping up and down in anger. He asked casually, "Does that person like you?"

The three words "that person" made Cheng Songan freeze. In this world, only Lu Qingshan knew her secret. Even if he didn't mention her name, Cheng Songan could instantly understand what he meant.

No one could defeat her like this. As soon as she heard these words, she immediately stopped talking and fled.

Lu Qingshan looked at her stumbling back and sighed, "I thought you were always so heartless."

He stood up and looked around. At the end of her path, there was a man standing in the wind, with his hands behind his back. Although he was standing at a low place, when he looked up at him, he felt a force as heavy as a thousand pounds.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Cui Yuanqing retracted his gaze, seeing Cheng Songan walking towards him in a daze, and he was unaware of him when he passed by.

Cui Yuanqing coughed lightly.

Cheng Songan looked at him blankly and asked stupidly, "Are you here to see my second sister? Go ahead. I'm leaving first."

There was no trace of emotion in his tone.

Cui Yuanqing frowned, followed her and took a step, holding her hand: "We are all in mother's courtyard. I saw that you didn't come back for a long time, so I came to look for you."

After a pause, he said in a somewhat stiff tone, "I didn't expect you to be so leisurely, chatting with others."

"Hiss~" The hand being grabbed hurt, causing Cheng Songan to cry out in pain. He then woke up from his trance and cried in pain, "Let me go."

Cui Yuanqing was stunned for a moment, then let go of his hand without using any force.

Only then did Cheng Songan realize that when he was grabbing the flowers, his hands were pricked by the flower stems and bleeding. Some small thorns even burrowed into his palms, and when Cui Yuanqing grabbed them, they sank a little deeper.

"How did it happen?" Cui Yuanqing pulled her wrist and asked with a frown.

It was so hypocritical. He resented her in his previous life and was destined to hate her in this life. Why did he have to put on such a gesture and pretend to care about her?

And Lu Qingshan, why did he have to ask, "Does that person like you?"

Yeah, that guy doesn't like her either.

Cheng Songan's tears fell and dripped into the wound. She didn't care. She just wanted to take advantage of the pain and have an excuse to cry.

Cui Yuanqing was startled: "Does it hurt?"

Cheng Songan wiped her tears with the back of her hand and stopped crying: "It's okay, let's go, don't let mother wait anxiously."

Cui Yuanqing thought for a moment, took her arm, and pushed her towards Chenglan Pavilion.

Cheng Songan struggled in confusion, "What are you doing? Mother's yard is over there."

At this moment, Haitang also came back. Seeing the two of them arguing, she hurried forward and asked, "What's going on?"

Cui Yuanqing said to her, "Go and tell the mistress and master that the young lady has a thorn in her hand. I will remove it for her and then go back."

Haitang was eager to come over to take a look, but met Cui Yuanqing's unquestionable gaze, so she had to give up.

Cheng Songan was pushed back to Chenglan Pavilion by him, and sat on the embroidery stool. He said coldly: "Even if you don't act this out to my parents, they won't complain about you. After all, a daughter who is married is like water spilled, so why should you pretend to be so hypocritical?"

Cui Yuanqing had just taken the silver needle that the little girl had found. Hearing what she said, he sneered, "I'm afraid you'll go back to the Cui family and perform your miserable deeds."

Cheng Songan was choked by his cold tone and stopped talking out of spite.

Cui Yuanqing half-knelt in front of her, spread out her hand, held it with one hand, and used the other hand to pick out the small thorns little by little with a silver needle, his movements were light and accurate.

Cheng Songan suddenly had the illusion that he also sincerely cared about her.

Unfortunately, because of her past life, he had never shown her even a little bit of his tenderness and care.

But at this moment, she didn't say anything, telling herself that she was just craving the warmth that came from nowhere at this moment.

Cui Yuanqing cleaned both of her hands and said sarcastically, "Minister Lu is such a careful person, how come he didn't notice that you were injured?"

The warmth just now disappeared in an instant. Cheng Songan knew that he was used to slandering her. She blew the mud off her hands and ignored him.

The little girl brought the water, placed it on the basin rack, and waited by the side with a towel.

Cheng Songan tentatively dipped his hand into the water, but as soon as it touched the water, he felt like being stung by a bee. He quickly took his hand out and repeated this several times, but still couldn't wash it clean.

Cui Yuanqing frowned, reached out and grabbed her wrists, and pressed them into the basin of water.

"Ah! It hurts so much!" Cheng Songan screamed, tears falling from his eyes due to the pain.

Cui Yuanqing was unmoved. He held her hands and forced her to wash off the mud before pulling her out. He said coldly, "If it hurts, you'll learn your lesson."

Cheng Songan's face was covered with tears, and she glared at him: "Cui Yuanqing, you did it on purpose."

Cui Yuanqing seemed to want to laugh. He picked up the cloth on the basin rack and wiped his hands without answering her.

Haitang hurried back from outside and saw that Cheng Songan had already washed her hands. She quickly took the ointment from the inner room and applied it on her, and then touched up her makeup. She felt very distressed.

Cui Yuanqing saw them dithering and said calmly, "My father-in-law and mother-in-law must be getting impatient."

Cheng Songan put on some makeup and looked like a dignified lady from a wealthy family. When she passed by Cui Yuanqing, she glared at him fiercely.

She knew that he was so anxious to clean her wound just to maintain the image of a good son-in-law in front of his parents. When they divorced in the future or she died, it would be natural for him to marry Cheng Wanxin.

Now he was in a hurry to go to the front, just to discuss the marriage that Yi Wanxin wanted to arrange.

When they were almost at the main courtyard, Cui Yuanqing indeed pulled Cheng Songan up again, but he avoided her palm and grabbed her wrist instead.

Cheng Songan shook it off in disgust, but Cui Yuanqing remained unmoved. Instead, he held it even tighter as if to play a prank.

After entering the house, Feng and Lin asked about her injury. Cheng Songan just comforted her, "It's nothing. I accidentally pricked myself when I was picking flowers."

Feng nodded: "You have returned to your childhood more and more recently, thanks to Yuan Qing for tolerating you."

Cui Yuanqing smiled and said, "It should be."

Cheng Songan cursed him for being hypocritical in his heart, and after sitting down, he asked, "What does mother want us to do now?"

Cheng Zhongwen replied, "Your mother told me that she has found several families to marry Xin, and she wants you all to come and listen and help decide which one is suitable."

Cheng Songan knew that his mother and Aunt Lin had convinced his father, and he was delighted and asked, "Whose families are they?"

Feng asked Lin to hand her a gold-stamped hardcover document.

Cheng Songan took it, unfolded it and placed it in front of Cui Yuanqing, and asked with a smile: "My lord, you are an official in the court, so I believe you have heard of these families. Why don't you take a look at them for my second sister?"

Cui Yuanqing glanced at them, pondered for a moment, and said to Cheng Zhongwen and Feng: "Father-in-law and mother-in-law, I think there is no need to rush the second sister's marriage at this moment."