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

Cheng Songan said coldly: "Who else could it be except you?"

Cui Yuanqing snorted in self-mockery, his voice a little hoarse: "Have you ever thought about how the marriages of military commanders in the northwest are arranged?"

Cheng Songan was startled. The main external threat to the Daqian Dynasty was the Rongdi, so most of the military defenses were stationed in the northwest. The military commanders in the northwest were both a reliance and a threat to the court. Therefore, the military officers above the third rank and the military commanders' in-laws were very delicate, and there was no strong alliance.

Take the Cheng and Feng families for example. When Cheng Songan's maternal grandfather was famous in the northwest, her grandfather had just passed the imperial examination and became a Jinshi. Therefore, the marriage between the two families was also in line with the emperor's wishes. Coincidentally, when her grandfather was a late bloomer and became a pillar in the court, her maternal grandfather passed away. The remaining children of the Feng family were of mediocre talent and were not to be feared.

When the Ming family's reputation was growing, their in-laws connected them to the "least ambitious" and least favored Prince Xiang. The sage did this to, on the one hand, give dignity to the royal family of the Ming family, and on the other hand, to stop them from getting involved in party struggles. However, he did not expect that Prince Xiang raised a good son, nor did he expect Prince Shou to be so disappointing.

It would not be a big deal if the Ming family could marry a daughter-in-law who is a civil servant of ordinary rank, but they cannot marry Cheng Songan. Not to mention Cheng Zhongwen's current status, just from the previous friendship between General Ming and General Feng, even the saint would not be at ease with the marriage between the two families.

It’s His Majesty who doesn’t want the Ming family to marry the Cheng family!

Cheng Songan understood immediately and realized that he had misunderstood Cui Yuanqing, but he felt that he had bad intentions, so he glared at him a few more times.

Cui Yuanqing smiled at her: "You don't seem to be very angry."

Cheng Songan rolled his eyes at him and said nothing.

Cui Yuanqing did not say anything else, but leaned against the wall of the carriage and closed his eyes to rest. After a while, he fell asleep. However, his breathing was very heavy and he sounded like he was sleeping very uneasily.

Cheng Songan knew that his move was complete. Ever since he was called into the palace by the sage on New Year's Eve, he had actually reached a tacit understanding with the sage. He needed to plead for the Prince of Shou at the right time and send a signal to the civil and military officials that the Prince of Shou would be reinstated. And the sage would keep Cheng Songan by his side without losing anything.

It is true that the emperor is angry with Prince Shou and punishes him, but it is also true that he has high hopes for his beloved son, and Prince Shou is the son of his beloved Consort Chen. Most importantly, if Prince Shou really falls, Prince Jin will be the only one in power, and it will be difficult to find another prince to compete with him. Prince Xiang has the military power of the Ming family behind him, and the emperor does not want to push Prince Xiang to the surface unless it is absolutely necessary.

Now, half of the court has recommended Prince Jin to be the crown prince, and his reputation has reached an unprecedented height. Now that Cui Yuanqing has made such a fuss, any discerning person can see the saint's purpose. If he really wanted to punish Cui Yuanqing, he would not have handed him over to his ex-wife so triflingly to humiliate her, nor would he have brought Su Zhi, who wanted to sue Prince Jin, to Qianyuan Hall for personal interrogation, and also arranged a marriage for him with the Cui family.

This incident clearly told everyone that recommending Prince Shou and suppressing Prince Jin was the way to go with the trend of the times.

The carriage swayed to the Fisherman and Woodcutter Villa. Cheng Songan kicked Cui Yuanqing and said coldly, "Wake up and get off the carriage."

His long legs were crossed and stretched out, blocking her way out.

Cui Yuanqing hummed softly but did not open his eyes.

"Why are you pretending to be dead?" Cheng Songan said unhappily, "Get up, I want to get off the car."

Cui Yuanqing slowly opened his eyes and looked at her. His mind seemed to have returned from a distant horizon. He could not tell the difference between reality and illusion. He opened his mouth and his voice was hoarse: "Cheng Songan, I'm sick."

Haitang got off the carriage first and waited for a while, but she didn't see the two people getting off. She couldn't help but said, "Miss, we're here."

Cheng Songan ordered through the curtain: "Ask two servants to come and help Master Cui get out of the carriage."

Cui Yuanqing grabbed her wrist and glared at her with bloodshot eyes: "I want you to hold me up."

"Dream on!" Cheng Songan shook his hand away.

Unexpectedly, the hand that he couldn't shake off in the past was not only easily shaken off this time, but also threw him to the side, with his forehead hitting the car board with a thud.

Cheng Songan then realized that his hands were incredibly hot and he was really sick. She gently kicked his legs again: "Get up and get out of the car by yourself!"

Cui Yuanqing sat up straight, his head aching so much that it almost exploded. He met Cheng Songan's indifferent eyes and felt wronged. He pulled her wrist again: "The imperial edict said that you must take care of me and not let me die."

"You are a martial artist, how could you die so easily?" Cheng Songan snorted coldly, unmoved, but this time he didn't dare to throw him hard.

Outside the carriage, Haitang called two servants over. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Ming Zhan riding a horse coming from the south, so she whispered, "Miss, General Ming is here."

Cheng Songan shook off Cui Yuanqing's hand again. She couldn't let Ming Zhan see her and Cui Yuanqing fighting.

But this time Cui Yuanqing was much more sober and increased the strength of his hands: "Are you afraid that he will see it?"

Cheng Songan said angrily, "Don't go too far! Xiu Rong is going to the northwest soon. Hasn't he been hurt enough by me?"

After saying this, she suddenly felt very sorry for Ming Zhan. If she had thought about the saint's intention earlier, she should not have agreed to him and given him such hope.

If there is no hope, there will be no disappointment.

When Cui Yuanqing saw her eyes suddenly turn red, he silently let go of her hand.

Haitang lifted the curtain of the sedan chair. Ming Zhan had already dismounted and was standing in front of the carriage, looking at the two people inside. He was a little dazed, but not surprised.

Instead, Cheng Songan took the initiative to explain: "He is the emperor..."

"Well, I've heard about it." Ming Zhan smiled calmly, "I came here to tell you that I'm leaving tomorrow."

He smiled easily and spoke casually, as if it was a simple farewell between ordinary relatives and friends. If it weren't for the unconcealable pain in the corners of his eyes, people would think that he was just tempted by Cheng Songan for a moment, and it didn't matter even if it didn't work out.

Cheng Songan had loved someone before, so she hated herself for being able to see Ming Zhan’s pain and hated herself for being able to understand Ming Zhan’s thoughtfulness.

"I..." Cheng Songan opened his mouth, then closed it again, quickly turned his head away, and held back his sobs.

Cui Yuanqing looked at Ming Zhan with a gloomy look in his eyes, and said Cheng Songan's unspoken explanation: "I was entrusted to her care by the saint, and I have a high fever, so I was delayed in the carriage for a while."

Ming Zhan nodded. In the past, there was always some hostility towards him, but now it was clear. He stretched out his hand to Cui Yuanqing: "Master Cui, I will help you get out of the car."

It's so frank that it's hard to refuse.