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

The spring breeze blows, rippling the water in the pond.

This was the last day of the ten-day period given by the emperor. Cheng Songan sat alone in the pavilion holding Luo Luonu, looking at the ducks swimming in the pond, and finally could not make up his mind.

Entering the palace to lecture to the princess was a good thing with only benefits and no harm for her at the moment. The reason why she hesitated for so many days was that once she accepted the offer, she could not resign without an imperial decree, which meant that she would have to stay in the capital for many years and could not leave easily.

If she stayed here, she and Cui Yuanqing would inevitably meet again.

"Miss, why are you sitting here alone?" Haitang came over, "The second young lady is here."

Cheng Songan frowned. Why would she come here? Didn't Cui Yuanqing say that she was not allowed to come here? Besides, even if Cui Yuanqing didn't care, Old Lady Yu would not agree.

Haitang looked unhappy and said unhappily, "I came here with my wife."

No wonder Zhang has always liked Cheng Wanxin, and she also thinks the child in Cheng Wanxin's belly is her own grandson, so how could she not care about her?

"Don't be angry," Cheng Songan said with a smile, "Look what they are here for."

After entering the house, the Luo Luonu in his arms started to become manic, especially when he saw Zhang. The hair on his body stood up and he made a scary howling sound from his mouth.

When Zhang saw its appearance, she was so scared that she dared not look at it. This little beast was very vengeful and seemed like it would pounce on her and bite her at any time.

"Yundai," Zhang called out guiltily, not looking at Luo Luonu, "This little thing looks a little irritable, maybe it's hungry, why don't we ask someone to take it down and feed it."

Cheng Songan sneered, patted Luo Luonu's head, and raised it again, saying to Zhang: "I just fed him. Have you finished copying the scriptures? Otherwise, how can you have time to come to my place?"

Zhang's face changed. She had been feeling depressed about the humiliation of being confined to copy books, and she couldn't bear to hear this the most. However, her usually docile daughter-in-law insisted on exposing her shortcomings.

Cheng Songan ignored her displeasure, glanced at Cheng Wanxin who was quietly beside him, and said calmly: "I remember that my second sister is not allowed to go out without anything. Who allowed you to come?"

Cheng Wanxin had a pale face and looked at Zhang for help helplessly. She was so pitiful and charming that it was truly admirable.

As expected, Zhang was even more displeased: "You used to be the kindest person, why are you so mean to your own sister? Even if she has done you wrong, hasn't Yuan Qing made up for it? That's enough."

The betrothal gifts, the real money, were enough to last a lifetime, no matter how extravagant they were, but the old lady and her son gave them to her without blinking an eye. This former daughter-in-law who divorced after less than half a year of marriage! Zhang was in charge of the household affairs, and she was heartbroken.

Cheng Songan sneered, "You sent these things to me so that I could see Cui's face? I dare not accept them. I might as well go back and tell Lord Cui to send someone to take these things away. It would be best if they were taken around the capital so that people can see clearly and nothing is missing."

"You!" Zhang choked. Even though she felt pain in her heart, she didn't dare mention these things to her son. Moreover, if she asked for the things she had given away back, the Cui family would lose face.

"Sister, don't be angry. That's not what mother meant." Cheng Wanxin tugged at Zhang's sleeve and smiled at Cheng Songan.

The word "mother" comes very easily to your mind.

Cheng Songan's eyebrows moved: "What does aunt mean?"

She called her mother, so she called her aunt.

Zhang was quite embarrassed when she heard this, but fortunately she remembered the purpose of her visit today, so she calmed down and said, "The old lady should have come in person, but Yuan Qing accompanied her to the temple to burn incense today, so I only brought Wan Xin with me."

It turned out that the old lady was not at home, no wonder the two of them could come here.

Cheng Songan was combing Luo Luonu's hair without even looking at them, letting the two of them continue to sing the play.

"You saw it too. Wanxin is about to give birth." Zhang approached cautiously, "But Yuanqing never gave her a legitimate status. This child will be born as a bastard without even a proper mother. What future can he have?"

Cheng Songan burst out laughing, which stunned Zhang.

Cheng Wanxin, who was standing by, could not hide her hatred in her eyes. She was more scheming than Zhang after all. She stepped forward, tears welling up in her eyelashes and said, "Sister, even if you blame me, the child is innocent. He is also your nephew. You said that you would give the child to you to raise after he is born..."

"What?" Zhang's eyes widened. "Wanxin, how could you..."

Cheng Wanxin simply knelt down with her somewhat heavy body, hugged Cheng Songan's legs and said, "Sister, it is a blessing for this child to be raised in your name. I use this child to plead with you, please let Yuan Qing go, and let the Cui family go."

Cheng Songan watched with interest. From Zhang's expression, she obviously didn't know Cheng Wanxin would do this. This was different from what they had discussed before they came. But Cheng Wanxin's tears had moved Zhang, who was deeply touched by her deep affection for her son, even to the point of not hesitating to give the child to someone else to raise.

"No, how can the Cui family's child be left outside? I don't agree!" Zhang stopped them sternly, and when she looked at Cheng Songan, she showed her dissatisfaction without any concealment.

Cheng Songan raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Second sister came up and accused me of these two crimes. I am afraid I can't bear it. What ability do I have to harm Lord Cui who is deeply favored by the emperor and the Cui family with deep roots? However, I can snatch your child."

Cheng Wanxin remained calm, stopping Zhang who wanted to refute again, and looked up at Cheng Songan and said, "Sister, do you know that Yuan Qing asked to be whipped in your place in order to protect your reputation? There is still a scar on his back that is more than a foot long. Every time I see it at night, I feel heartbroken."

Zhang's tears began to fall.

The focus of these words is on the last sentence. Cheng Wanxin can see the scar on her back every night, telling her that Cui Yuanqing stays in her room every night and takes off his clothes without any scruples.

She boasted that Cui Yuanqing and she were already husband and wife, but she also insisted on telling her what Cui Yuanqing had done for her, his ex-wife. It was a bit puzzling.

Cheng Songan curled his lips: "You mean, I asked him to do this?"

Cheng Wanxin was stunned and stared into her eyes, but could not see a trace of jealousy or concern. It seemed that she had completely lost her feelings for Cui Yuanqing. How could this be?

She suppressed her doubts and continued, "Sister, you don't mean it, but Yuan Qing does. He is fighting with Lord Zhao now, and he is ignoring the Cui family. He is doing this for you, sister."

"Please ask sister to let Yuan Qing give up on you. He has already repaid his guilt towards you."

Cheng Songan reacted for a moment before realizing that Lord Zhao was referring to the Prime Minister Zhao Huaisong. In their previous life, the fight for power between the two of them was after Prince Xiang surfaced, not so early. So was there some other change in this life?

"No rush." ​​Cheng Songan said calmly, "He also did another thing for me. Thanks to your push, I made up my mind to take it."