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

There was indeed nothing wrong with it. She did this in her previous life, and succeeded. Not only did she make Cui Yuanqing the father of her child, but he also married her.

But in this life, Cheng Songan said to her regretfully: "If you hadn't killed my child, maybe I would have been kind enough to give you this position, and you might have been able to marry him soon. But now..."

"What if I accidentally push you off the mountain? Who can argue with a crazy person?"

"Cheng Songan, you dare not." Cheng Wanxin looked at her firmly, but turned her body towards the window.

Cheng Songan caught a glimpse of the dead branches swaying outside the window, and continued to move forward, grabbed her hair, and pulled it back fiercely, saying, "What am I afraid of? I told Cui Yuanqing that I wanted to divorce, but he refused and even asked for an imperial decree for me, so I had no choice but to refuse. The imperial decree was issued less than half a month ago. If I kill you, this kind of thing that affects my reputation, do you think the saint wants to cover it up, or does he want to abolish my title?"

Cheng Wanxin's voice trembled a little: "Sister, what did I do wrong? Why do you want to kill me?"

"I don't like you pretending in front of me!" Cheng Songan increased the strength in his hands, pulling her whole body back into a bow shape.

Cheng Wanxin covered her mouth and screamed, but then stopped, as if afraid that the sound would leak out.

Cheng Songan took out a golden needle from his sleeve and gestured on her face twice: "Do you remember this golden needle? It was taken from Zhu Ying's shoulder. I don't know what kind of poison it was, and I don't know if the poison has disappeared now. If I stick it into your body now, will it affect the fetus?"

Cheng Wanxin couldn't help shaking, but she was very stubborn and didn't call for help. The people outside were able to keep their composure and didn't rush in.

Xiang Cheng looked at the golden needle in Cheng Song An's hand with fear and stammered, "Miss, don't..."

The sunlight poured in through the wooden window, giving people the illusion that it was not cold outside. The golden needle in Cheng Songan's hand emitted a glittering golden light. She turned her head to glance at Xiang Cheng and asked, "You and Zhu Ying grew up together. She died in an unclear way. Aren't you sad for her at all?"

Xiang Cheng suddenly knelt on the ground, his face pale and he shook his head: "Zhu Ying had a serious illness in the past, and her death was not unclear. It has nothing to do with the second lady..."

Cheng Songan snorted coldly, and the thin needle tip landed on Cheng Wanxin's raised throat, and asked softly: "Aren't you good at acupuncture? Why don't you fight back?"

Cheng Wanxin closed her eyes tightly and insisted, "I don't understand what you are talking about, sister. If something happens to the baby in my belly, you will not be well, and neither will the Cheng family."

Cheng Songan raised his eyebrows and asked in a long tone, "Oh? Why can't I be better off? Why can't the Cheng family be better off? Tell me."

Cheng Wanxin turned her head slightly and kept silent.

"Where is Xue Tingyun?" Cheng Songan asked for the last time, exerting force in his hand and pressing the golden needle into her neck.

Cheng Wanxin screamed and struggled hard, unable to hold back any longer and shouted outside, "Someone come!"

There was a movement outside the window and sounds of fighting, but no one came in.

Cheng Songan let go of her hair, clapped his hands, sat back on the couch, and looked at her with a smile.

Cheng Wanxin touched the golden needle in her neck with her fingers. Her face turned pale and her body trembled. She pointed at Cheng Songan and said, "You are crazy... How dare you..."

As he said this, he stumbled towards the inner room.

Ta Xue and Cheng Song An exchanged a glance, quickly followed, and snatched a porcelain bottle from Cheng Wan Xin's hand while she was not paying attention. She then quickly ran out, grinning and saying, "Don't worry, our girl is not a mean person like you. This golden needle was not taken from Zhu Ying at all..."

Cheng Songan took the porcelain bottle and raised his eyebrows at Taxue with satisfaction. Wherever the venomous snakes appeared, there must be an antidote within seven steps. Cheng Wanxin, this venomous snake, would not leave room for himself.

Cheng Wanxin's eyes were filled with resentment, as if she couldn't believe she was being fooled. Even so, she still had an aggrieved expression on her face, sobbing, "Sister, I don't know how I offended you, and I don't know why Xue Tingyun forced me like this?"

The sounds of fighting outside gradually stopped, but no one could get in. Even in such a situation, Cheng Wanxin was still able to keep her mouth shut and never reveal any useful information.

Cheng Songan said with a half-smile: "Since you deliberately imitated Xue Tingyun, didn't you ask clearly what Cui Yuanqing's feelings for her are?"

Cheng Wanxin was slightly startled, then smiled and said, "I don't understand what my sister is talking about."

It was destined that he would not be able to get any information about Xue Tingyun today, so Cheng Songan changed the subject leisurely: "Wanxin, you killed my child, you must be more careful about your diet and daily life in the future. Be careful with the food and snacks you like to eat, the tea and soup you like to drink, the sandalwood you like to burn, and the clothes you like to wear."

Cheng Wanxin's face tightened and she pursed her lips without saying a word.

Cheng Songan laughed and raised his eyebrows, saying, "If you're not careful, you could get poisoned. You can't abort the fetus this month, but there's a chance that two lives will be lost!"

Cheng Wanxin stroked her belly, no longer pretending to be pitiful, and smiled coldly: "You dare! If anything happens to me, Yuan Qing will not forgive you!"

Cheng Songan smiled meaningfully and whispered in her ear, "Yuan Qing? I don't believe it. He knew I came here today, but he didn't stop me."

"Isn't the person you are talking about King Xiang?"

After asking this question, Cheng Wanxin trembled all over, suddenly opened her eyes wide, looked at Cheng Songan with an incredible look, and was shocked for a long time before she found her voice: "What are you talking about?"

Cheng Songan smiled calmly. Cheng Wanxin's reaction showed that she was not wrong.

In the previous life, Cui Yuanqing took Cheng Wanxin into his mansion, so Cheng Songan had a preconceived notion that they were a couple. In addition, Cui Yuanqing's previous actions and Cheng Wanxin's deliberate guidance deepened her view. So when she guessed the father of the child, her first reaction was Cui Yuanqing. Later, when she learned about Situi's identity, she guessed it was Situi.

But the more she understood, the more suspicious she became. When she jumped out of this quagmire, she found that the answer was very obvious. Cui Yuanqing has always been decisive and would not drag his feet. The person who could make him hide the truth again and again and not hesitate to let her misunderstand could only be someone he was loyal to and was not convenient to say it directly.

The reason why he wanted to hide Cheng Wanxin was nothing more than for King Xiang!

"Wanxin, what do you think the King of Xiang would think if he knew that the person you like is Cui Yuanqing? Would he question who the father of this child is like me?" Cheng Songan smiled cruelly, "Besides, don't you know how much the Princess of Xiang values ​​me?"