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

"Why did you drink so much?" Cheng Songan asked with a frown when he smelled the strong smell of alcohol on him.

Lu Qingshan was silent, his eyes filled with confusion, pain, and some unwillingness.

Cheng Songan had never seen him like this before. In her impression, the reason why Lu Qingshan behaved like a dandy boy was because he was the most watched one in the entire Yizhou, whether it was the Lu family or other official families. He never failed to get what he wanted to do.

Cheng Songan turned his head away and said softly, "You are drunk, go back quickly."

"I'm not drunk!" Lu Qingshan finally spoke.

Cheng Songan was startled by his sudden loud voice, then nodded calmly: "It's good that you're not drunk, ride slowly."

"Cheng Songan! Why don't you ask me why I haven't explained to you what happened that day?" Lu Qingshan asked somewhat out of control, "Why don't you have the slightest intention of blaming me?"

"Blame you?" Cheng Songan was a little confused. "Why should I blame you? You didn't do anything wrong. I left suddenly on my own. You don't need to explain anything to me. Besides, even if there really was something, you didn't come to explain. You must have your reasons. I don't blame you."

She did feel a little uncomfortable that day, but she didn't think there was anything wrong with the Lu family, and she didn't blame Lu Qingshan. She hoped he would be well. Moreover, she knew that he came that day, but he only showed up for a moment and then left again.

She thought this was a tacit understanding between them, and both of them tacitly acknowledged that this incident had not happened.

Lu Qingshan looked deeply into her eyes and saw surprise, confusion, and embarrassment, and then everything returned to calm. There was none of the emotions he wanted to see.

He grasped her shoulders, his fingers almost digging into her bones, his voice a little hoarse: "I don't care about anything, I can also give up everything at home, as long as you say one word, as long as you wait for me, I can ask to go to the northwest tomorrow, within five years..."

"Lu Qingshan, you're grabbing my shoulder and it hurts!" Cheng Songan hissed. His strength was almost as great as Ming Zhan's. If he pulled her hard, her arm might be dislocated.

Cui Yuanqing was also a martial artist, and he often pulled her, but his actions never frightened her.

This thought suddenly popped up in his mind, and Cheng Songan was startled. He quickly shook his head vigorously. Why did the benefits of Cui Yuanqing come up at this time?

Lu Qingshan heard her gasp, shook his head, and hurriedly let go of her hand.

Haitang immediately came forward to check Cheng Songan's arm. Cheng Songan shook his head, indicating that she didn't need to worry, and then said to Lu Qingshan: "Lu Xiaojiu, you are going to the northwest to recover the five towns in the northern border. It should be for Daqian and the people, not for me."

"If you succeed, you will go down in history. Will the history books add my name to it? If you fail, won't I become a beauty who brings disaster?"

Isn't my reputation bad enough already?

Cheng Songan endured it and didn't say it directly. She just wanted to stop Lu Qingshan from having any thoughts and didn't want to burden him.

Lu Qingshan moved his lips, and his throat felt very obscure: "Aren't you going to ask me what I've been doing these days?"

Cheng Songan smiled and said, "I will go to your house some other day to complete the etiquette between us as siblings, and then we can chat. I am a little tired today."

"Cheng Songan!" Lu Qingshan's eyes turned red. "Is it because of Cui Yuanqing? Are you still unable to let him go?"

Haitang stopped him, "Master Jiu, you are drunk!"

Lu Qingshan looked at Cheng Songan stubbornly, waiting for her answer. He never thought that at this moment he would expect her to answer with a "yes". She didn't love him because she couldn't let go of Cui Yuanqing.

Cheng Songan suppressed his smile, took a deep breath, and shook his head, "It has nothing to do with him."

After a long time, Lu Qingshan first laughed at himself, and then raised his head and laughed.

"Ninth Young Master, you..." Haitang couldn't help but speak out. She raised her hand into the air and then slowly dropped it down.

"Okay!" Lu Qingshan gradually stopped laughing, with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes, "Since you've let it go, I don't have to worry about you in the future."

After saying this, he jumped on his horse and rode away without looking back.

Cheng Songan had a bad feeling in his heart. His words had a deeper meaning and seemed to be directed at Cui Yuanqing.

She sighed, turned around and was about to return to the carriage, but found Haitang behind her staring blankly at the direction where Lu Qingshan was going, with worry between her brows.

Cheng Songan's heart suddenly moved. She didn't know whether it was because she was careless or Haitang's heart was hidden too deeply. If Lu Qingshan hadn't behaved so abnormally today, she was afraid that he would never discover her thoughts.

A more complicated emotion surged in his heart. How much pain had Haitang hidden in her two lives? Cheng Songan couldn't bear to call her.

But Haitang soon came to her senses and pointed to another horse galloping on the road and said, "Miss, the master is here."

Cheng Songan was immediately furious. This fellow had actually followed him to the Fisherman and Woodcutter Villa again. When he got closer, he angrily said, "Why are you following me again? If you keep pestering me like this, I will really report you to the Saint tomorrow!"

Cui Yuanqing stopped his horse and looked down at her, giving her a sense of oppression, but with a smile on his lips: "What you want in your heart is that I am here to harass you?"

Cheng Songan made a snort, rolled his eyes, turned around and got on the carriage. Haitang followed him silently and told them to continue towards the villa.

Cui Yuanqing's horse followed the carriage, following closely, neither fast nor slow. His voice drifted into the carriage: "When Lu Qingshan came just now, did you treat him like this?"

Cheng Songan replied in dissatisfaction in the car: "What does it have to do with you? If you don't leave, I will go back to the villa and ask someone to chase you away with a sword."

"Miss Cheng is too overbearing. Are you the only one allowed to walk on the road built by the government?" Cui Yuanqing seemed to be in a very good mood at the moment, and his words became even more annoying.

The carriage stopped at the gate of Yuqiao Villa. Cheng Songan helped Haitang get off the carriage and rolled his eyes at him again: "You can go wherever you want, but you are not allowed to follow me home."

Cui Yuanqing dismounted, crossed his arms, glanced at the plaque of the Fisherman and Woodcutter Villa, raised his eyebrows and said, "You worry too much. The road is wide and we can go our separate ways."

"You!" Cheng Songan was about to scold him, but she saw Cui Yuanqing leading the horse forward a few steps and stopping in front of the small door opposite. He just stopped and looked at her with a smile.

"You go back to your home, and I go back to mine."

Cheng Songan's teeth were almost broken, she almost forgot that the small door opposite was the back door of Gengdu Garden. This guy actually moved here to live!

Cui Yuanqing looked at her surprised and embarrassed expression, and smiled unconsciously: "Miss Cheng, is there anything wrong with me moving here?"

The three words "Miss Cheng" were pronounced in a clear and melodious voice.