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

Princess Jinping simply couldn't believe it. She looked at Cui Yuanqing in surprise and joy, but she saw that his face was covered with a layer of frost. He looked at Cheng Songan with half-squinted eyes, and there was a chilling look in his eyes.

"Xuanzhen..." Jinping said shyly.

"Is this the rule of the Shou Palace?" Cui Yuanqing said coldly, "Uncle Cui can't call me?"

These two sentences made Jinping feel like a bucket of cold water was poured over his head. His face turned red and he said with great difficulty: "Cui...Uncle..."

Cui Yuanqing squinted and said, "If you dare to go to the Saint and talk nonsense, I will no longer care about your father's affairs."

Jinping's face suddenly turned red and white, and she looked aggrieved and about to cry. Then she looked at Cheng Songan angrily, covered her face and left.

Cheng Songan wrinkled her nose. What did it have to do with her? She was just trying to bring them together.

"You are happy to push me to other women." Cui Yuanqing said in an affirmative tone.

Cheng Songan's eyebrows moved, and he asked, "Didn't you say that even if you marry the daughter of Prince Shou, even if you and Cheng Wanxin really become husband and wife, I will use my actions to tell you that I don't care."

Cui Yuanqing clenched her jaw suddenly, trying her best to control her emotions, and her cold eyes enveloped her deeply.

Cheng Songan turned her head away nonchalantly and saw Ming Zhan walking slowly towards her from the other side of the Xicheng River. He stopped under a weeping willow and looked at her with a smile.

"Resume!" Cheng Songan was delighted and relieved, and waved to him.

Ming Zhan was wearing a sky-blue robe today, which neutralized his usual rigid and stiff temperament and made him look a lot more relaxed. The girls around him all cast shy glances at him.

He seemed to be oblivious to his surroundings and waved towards Cheng Songan against the wind.

Cheng Songan lifted up the hem of her skirt and ran towards him quickly.

She had her hair tied up in a bun like a woman, but when she took out her hairpin and threw it to the two men, her bun spread out behind her, and she was dressed like a girl again.

The goose yellow shirt fluttered in the wind, and the black hair behind her also fluttered in the wind. She was like a little deer, running forward lightly and brightly, just like the carefree girl she used to be.

Cui Yuanqing was hurt by her back. Didn't he say before, "Brother Si Tui, when I grow up, I want to celebrate New Year, Lantern Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, and other festivals with you?"

At that time he had replied: "There is still the Shangsi Festival, Xiao Yundai."

Cheng Songan, you broke your promise. You have never run towards me with such joy.

"Song...An..." Ming Zhan said softly in an unskilled manner, his face flushed.

Being called by his name affectionately by someone younger than him, Cheng Songan felt a little embarrassed and turned his back to him awkwardly.

Ming Zhan stretched out his left hand, which had been hidden behind his back, and gently touched her head, saying with a smile: "Crowning you."

Cheng Songan felt something covering her head. She reached out and took it off. It was a wreath. At this time of year, the winter jasmine flowers were in full bloom. The tender yellow flowers matched her clothes very well. She put the wreath on her head again and smiled, "Does it look good?"

Ming Zhan's breathing stagnated, and his heart seemed to stop for a moment. It took him a long time to come back to his senses: "It looks very good."

Cheng Songan felt a little embarrassed by his gaze and quickly took a few steps forward.

Ming Zhan followed and sat beside her. He couldn't help but say to her, "I'll write a letter to my father. He will be able to return to Beijing in half a year. Then I will come to your house in person..."

Cheng Songan lowered her eyes, her heart was calm, no surprise, no rejection, she just silently accepted what was going to happen next.

She wanted to turn around and say to the person not far behind her whose eyes were fixed on her: "The entanglement of two lives should have an outcome, Cui Yuanqing, I don't hate you anymore, but I can never love you, otherwise I would be betraying myself in the previous life."

Ming Zhan noticed that her stiff back was very straight, and said softly: "You don't have to avoid him for me."

Cheng Songan felt a warm current flowing through her heart. She choked up and asked, "Xiu Rong, is this really what you want? Are you happy?"

Ming Zhan nodded, his eyes full of determination: "I am very happy that you can accept me."

After a long while, Cheng Songan looked at him and smiled. Everything was said without words.

Taxue and Mudan had been playing for so long that they ran back sweating profusely. When they saw Ming Zhan, they bowed and naturally sat on Cheng Songan's left and right, keeping Ming Zhan away from them.

After sitting there silently for a while and watching the pedestrians and the kites flying in the sky, Ming Zhan spoke again: "Do you want to try it?"

Cheng Songan was a little absent-minded. The gaze behind her was like a talisman, pinning her to the spot. Under this gaze, she was unable to experience the joy of flying a kite.

Taxue stood up and pulled her: "Girl, you haven't come out to play for a long time, why don't you come with me..."

Before he finished speaking, he frowned and pointed to a place not far away and said, "Something seems to have happened in Cui Mansion."

Cheng Songan subconsciously wanted to turn his head to look, but when he thought of Ming Zhan here, he held back.

Ming Zhan turned around before her, took a closer look, and said in a deep voice: "Master Cui's guards don't show up easily, so he must have something urgent to do this time."

Cheng Songan followed his gaze and saw Siwei bowing and saying something to Cui Yuanqing.

Siwei is elusive and rarely appears unless there is danger. Now that he is here, it means Situi cannot escape.

Cheng Songan knew that it had succeeded. Duan Zhuyu must have led the Princess of Xiang to the villa near Baoguo Temple and discovered the affair between Cheng Wanxin and the Prince of Xiang.

She was too far away to see Cui Yuanqing's expression, but judging from the way he sat without moving, he didn't seem to be in a hurry to deal with it. Instead, when he sensed that she was looking at him, his eyes turned straight to her.

Cheng Songan immediately moved towards Ming Zhan's side and said, "The princess and Miss Yu went to Baoguo Temple, why don't we go there too."

Ming Zhan thought it was a good idea to go to Baoguo Temple to find his sister and niece rather than face Cui Yuanqing. He just stood up and wanted to help Cheng Songan up when he saw his subordinates rushing over and whispering something in his ear.

His expression suddenly changed, and he looked at Cheng Songan with a little more hesitation.

Cheng Songan understood and comforted him softly, "Go and do your work. I suddenly remembered that I brought Wenxin out today and I have to send her back."

Ming Zhan nodded, and when he was about to leave reluctantly, he suddenly turned around and gently patted the wreath on her head with his hands, as if teasing a child. This action was full of intimacy, which was somewhat contrary to his usual tenseness.

Cheng Songan felt a little embarrassed and quietly pushed him and said, "Let's go."

When he really left, her face felt hot again. Including her previous life, she had been chasing Cui Yuanqing for more than ten years and had never had such a relationship with other strange men.

She covered her face and turned around, and Cui Wenxin had already run back happily: "Auntie!"

While running, she looked back at Su Zhi who was looking at her from a distance. Her face flushed, and she turned her head and said, "Uncle is waiting for you at Qinfang Pavilion."