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

No more hatred, Cheng Songan no longer hates herself! She even said these words with a smile.

It took Cui Yuanqing's eyes a split second to change from disbelief to calm acceptance, but he couldn't help but turn red. He just stared at Cheng Songan motionlessly, without saying a word or trying to stop her, he just looked at her quietly.

He had been through a lot of painful things, including Xue Tingyun's disappearance, Situi's several suicide attempts, his involuntary resentment towards Cheng Songan even though he clearly loved him, Cheng Songan forgetting him and even not loving him anymore, and then the loss of his child. Each of these things had made him feel heartbroken, but only now did he realize that all these things combined were not even one ten-thousandth of the hatred that Cheng Songan was unwilling to give him.

Not hating each other means letting it go. They will only be husband and wife in name only, and there will be no possibility of reconciliation.

His heart was numb with pain at this moment.

Haitang packed up for a while, then came over and asked, "Miss, you have packed up everything you need. Do you want to take it all away today, or come back another day to get it?"

Cheng Songan was silent for a moment and said, "Just take the gold and silver utensils, silver bills, deeds, and some clothes, put them in a small box and take them with you. Since we are going to start a new life, we should buy all the necessary things as well."

As soon as the imperial edict conferring the title of a third-rank lady was issued, she moved out of the Cui Mansion with great fanfare, which undoubtedly embarrassed the palace.

Haitang sighed and was about to leave when Cheng Songan stopped her again: "Pack up all our things and put them together. You can give them away as gifts or throw them away later. It will be cheap."

When the maids packed up a few small bags and came in to wrap Cheng Songan with a cloak, Cui Yuanqing suddenly woke up from a dream and looked at them in dismay.

Cheng Songan held Luo Luonu in her arms, wrapped in a snow-white mink fur coat, which made her pale face look even more tired.

Cui Yuanqing remembered that when she first entered the mansion, she liked bright colors the most, but now she likes to wear them less and less.

Lu Qingshan approached her and wanted to help her, but she flatly refused: "After all, you and I are not biological siblings, so it's better to treat each other with courtesy."

Cui Yuanqing took the snow-white mink Zhaojun cap from Haitang without saying a word and put it on her head carefully. Still afraid of a draft, he covered her head with a veil before picking her up and walking out with big strides.

Cheng Songan struggled slightly, but he held her in his arms even more tightly. Finally, she sighed, "Cui Yuanqing, you don't have to do this. This child is a hurdle between us, and we can't get over it."

Cui Yuanqing did not stop, and said calmly: "Let me hug you again."

Cheng Songan let him carry her to the carriage, lowered the curtain, and then mounted his horse. He and Lu Qingshan followed her carriage on both sides, and quietly came to the Fisherman and Woodcutter Villa, and carried her back to the mountain residence again.

"I'll come back later." As if afraid that she would drive him away, Cui Yuanqing offered to go back.

I haven't lived in the mountain house for two months. Fortunately, I clean it regularly, so it doesn't require as much fuss as the last time I came. But the charcoal fire in the house hasn't been lit yet, so it's dry and cold.

Cheng Songan wrapped herself in a cloak and held Luo Luonu in her arms to warm her hands. She was already weak after her miscarriage, and after all this torture, her whole body shrank.

Lu Qingshan looked at her and asked with some self-blame: "If I had told you at that time, would nothing have happened? Do you blame me?"

Cheng Songan had calmed down a lot. Although the pain of losing her child could not be relieved, she also figured out some things. She smiled faintly and said, "Why blame you? This matter has nothing to do with you. If I knew that I was pregnant, I might try to leave the capital. My body was injured before, and I am afraid I can't bear the long journey. If I stay here, she will always have a chance to harm me."

After hearing this, the self-blame in Lu Qingshan's eyes did not subside. He wanted to say something several times but stopped himself. Finally, he lowered his head and remained silent for a while, which was completely different from his usual nonchalant appearance.

Cheng Songan was not used to it: "If you have something to say, just say it directly, don't be so hypocritical."

Lu Qingshan hesitated for a moment and asked, "Have you ever thought about what I told you before?"

Cheng Songan was stunned. She actually didn't take those "inappropriate" words he said in the past to heart. Firstly, she felt it was too embarrassing. After all, she hadn't divorced yet and was a married woman. It was really hard for her to accept that another man suddenly confided in her. Secondly, she had no feelings for Lu Qingshan at all. It was only because of their childhood friendship and the fact that he helped her out last time that she reluctantly regarded him as a brother instead of a defeated opponent in her childhood.

She had heard those words once and deliberately tried not to think about them. After that, Lu Qingshan never showed up again and she had forgotten about it. Now that it was brought up again, she didn't know how to respond.

She thought for a moment and said, "Lu Qingshan, you have a bright future. If you have anything to do with a married man like me, it will only damage your reputation."

Lu Qingshan looked at her eagerly: "I don't care, Cheng Songan, as long as you nod, I will take you away immediately."

Cheng Songan avoided his gaze and shook his head: "I have an imperial decree. If I want to divorce, it will be much more difficult than before. I have accepted my fate. It is also good to live in Yuqiao Villa for the rest of my life."

Lu Qingshan's hand suddenly grabbed her wrist, almost close to her face: "I can let you change your identity and start over."

Cheng Songan pushed him away and stopped avoiding his gaze: "Lu Qingshan, I can't lie to you. I don't have any feelings for you."

Lu Qingshan's burning gaze gradually cooled down. He slowly turned around and took two steps at a loss before turning back. He tried to smile naturally and said, "I was too impatient. Now is not the time to talk about this."

"There are still ten days until the Chinese New Year." Cheng Songan also changed the subject at the right time, "But there has been no snow this year, I'm afraid a lot of crops will be frozen to death."

Lu Qingshan looked at her cloak and asked, "Are you cold?"

Cheng Songan shook his head: "I was thinking, auspicious snow means a good harvest, there is no snow this year, I am afraid there will be a poor harvest next year."

Lu Qingshan chuckled: "Isn't the dowry enough for you to eat? Even if it's not enough, you are still a member of the Cui family in name. No matter how bad Cui Yuanqing is, he will never let you starve. At worst, I will support your farm. Is it worth sighing?"

Cheng Songan did not laugh, and then asked: "Based on the current national treasury, if there is a drought, how many victims can be relieved? Do you think there will be a civil uprising?"

Lu Qingshan was slightly angry and frowned, saying, "Cheng Songan, you should consider your own health now, not some improbable drought. Even if there is a drought, it is not something you need to worry about. There are officials in the court who receive salaries, so you don't need to worry about it."

Sure enough, Lu Qingshan's answer was the same as she had imagined.

Cheng Songan sighed slightly. Just because she let go of Cui Yuanqing didn't mean she would fall in love with Lu Qingshan. Love was unreasonable. She didn't have something in her mind from the beginning, and she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to have it in the future.