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

For a man, especially a man of destiny like Cui Yuanqing, to accept his wife, even if she is a divorced one, and find a concubine, is almost the same as being cuckolded.

As expected, Cui Yuanqing's aura turned cold, and the lust in his eyes faded a little. He grabbed Cheng Songan's chin and turned her face towards him: "Say it again!"

Cheng Songan lowered his head slightly and bit his palm, forcing him to release the hand that was clamping his chin. After he was freed, he wiped his mouth and said to him, "I'll say it again. If I want to have a child, I'll find..."

Before he could utter the last two words, his mouth was blocked.

Cui Yuanqing bit her lips and tongue lightly as if punishing her, and then kissed her tightly.

Cheng Songan had nowhere to retreat or escape, so he whimpered repeatedly, and when he found the right opportunity, he bit the tip of his tongue, then stepped back a little, panting, and said, "Cui Yuanqing, I have been patient and tolerant, but you have been pushing it too far and ruining my reputation."

"Aren't you afraid of ruining your reputation by looking for a prostitute?" Cui Yuanqing stuck out his bloodshot tongue and wiped it with a piece of cloth. The pure white towel was stained with a little scarlet, but he didn't care. He squinted his eyes and said, "You only have a little strength when you bite people."

What he said was normal, but Cheng Songan always felt that he was implying something. What did he mean by only having some strength when biting people? If he said he had no strength, it was only when he was with him...

Cheng Songan blushed, rolled his eyes at him and said, "If I were to find someone, I would find someone who is innocent and cleaner than you."

Cui Yuanqing's eyes revealed a dangerous aura, his face turned blue, and the breath that had just calmed down surged again: "What did you say?"

"I said you are not innocent." Since Cheng Songan had offended him, he might as well offend him completely. He picked up the long sword on the ground and held it in his hand. He sat on the couch beside him and said with a curled lip, "You have a concubine at home. Although she doesn't have the status of a wife, you still sleep with her every night. If I have sex with you, wouldn't that be a shame?"

Cui Yuanqing frowned and was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Who told you that they stayed together every night?"

Cheng Songan played with the sword in his hand and said calmly, "Of course it was my second sister who said it herself. She was very distressed by the foot-long scar on your back."

Cui Yuanqing's frowned brows slowly relaxed. He supported his hands behind his back, leaned back slightly, and sat on her bed in a relaxed posture, looking at her with interest without saying a word.

Cheng Songan waited for a while, but he didn't speak. He couldn't figure out what he was thinking, so he said to himself, "Master Cui, please don't do this kind of thing again. You are an important official in the court. If you act like a fool all day long, it's nothing serious for you. But if your future wife knows, how can I deal with it if she comes to cause trouble?"

Cui Yuanqing's eyebrows moved slightly: "How could my future wife know?"

"Hasn't it been enough that Princess Jinping has made things difficult for me in the palace today? I don't want to provoke her," Cheng Songan said angrily, "It's fine if you attract bees and butterflies, but why do you have to drag me down?"

Cui Yuanqing said nothing again, just looked at her leisurely with a faint smile on his face.

Cheng Songan began to order him to leave: "It's late at night, leave quickly, don't let anyone see you, otherwise you won't be able to explain yourself."

Cui Yuanqing suddenly stood up and approached the couch step by step. He was wearing a cloak when he came, but he had taken it off when he entered the room, and was only wearing a single layer of clothes.

Cheng Songan quickly turned the sword in his hand towards him: "What do you want?"

Cui Yuanqing was not afraid at all. He bent over and approached her, his forehead almost touching her nose. "Do you mind that Cheng Wanxin and I sleep in the same room, or do you mind more that I messed with other women?"

"What?" Cheng Songan's hand holding the sword was a little unsteady. "Why should I mind? Of course, they are the ones who mind."

Cui Yuanqing raised the corners of his lips, exerted a little force, and pulled open the belt of his shirt with one hand, revealing his muscular chest.

Cheng Songan only took one look and blushed. He quickly turned his head away and closed his eyes in panic: "You are shameless!"

Cui Yuanqing stripped off her shirt, leaving her upper body naked, snatched her sword and threw it on the couch, then picked her up and carried her on his shoulders.

Cheng Songan was startled and subconsciously hugged his neck. After he came to his senses, he wanted to push him away, feeling ashamed and annoyed: "You hooligan! Put me down."

"Open your eyes and take a good look." Cui Yuanqing held down her kicking legs and restrained her forcefully.

Cheng Songan simply covered his eyes and shook his head, "I won't look at it, you have no shame."

Cui Yuanqing laughed in anger, and helplessly pulled her hand down, hugged her and sat on the bed, and took her hand to lead her to touch his back: "If you don't want to see it, just feel it carefully and feel where there is a foot-long scar."

His body temperature was much higher than hers. Cheng Songan held his slightly cool hand and slid it across his back. She felt it was firm and smooth, and there were indeed no long scars. She couldn't help but be curious and opened her eyes.

The only thing that caught her eye was a wound several inches long on her shoulder blade. New flesh had already grown, but the scar was prominent and somewhat shocking. Cheng Songan recognized it. It was the scar left by the arrow he blocked for her. When her grandmother pulled out the arrow for him, her blood was splattered all over her.

Her hand couldn't help but rub the wound. This slight movement made Cui Yuanqing stiffen all over. He pulled her hand back, raised it above his head, and looked at her as if he wanted to swallow her.

"Did you see it clearly? Is there any scar?" Cui Yuanqing asked with gritted teeth, and as his Adam's apple moved, he seemed to swallow unconsciously.

Cheng Songan's face turned red and he nodded.

Cui Yuanqing reluctantly let go of her hand. If they kept getting this close, he would lose control. He could only force himself to change the subject and said, "There are many different methods used in the palace. There are different ways of beating with canes and flogging. Some look bloody but there is nothing hurt inside; some have no scars on the surface but their internal organs are broken. As for me, there is nothing hurt inside and out, but even though I look like I was severely punished, there is no scar at all."

Cheng Songan said nothing.

Cui Yuanqing picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on. His body calmed down. Finally, he half-knelt down and propped his arms on her knees. He looked up and said word by word: "I have never set foot in her room. I am innocent."

Cheng Songan snorted: "I don't care whether you are innocent or not."

Cui Yuanqing's eyes darkened: "It's your business if you don't care, and it's my business if I want to explain. There's only one thing, if you dare to let other women entangle me again, you just wait!"

Cheng Songan knew what he meant, but felt that he couldn't lose momentum, so he still curled his lips indifferently.

"If you want to repay me, you have to do it my way." Cui Yuanqing pinched her face and returned to the topic.