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

Cheng Songan looked at the couch and saw that this fake Cheng Wanxin had no makeup on and her long black hair was draped behind her. Perhaps because she had given birth prematurely and her body was too weak, she was weaker than the average mother. Her pretty face was pale, like a real lotus withered in the wind.

She spoke softly with a faint smile: "Sister, you came later than I thought. Is there something holding you back?"

"Don't call me sister," Cheng Songan stared at her deeply, trying to imagine what the real Wan Xin looked like now through her face.

She then asked, "Who are you?"

The man was slightly moved, and then nodded and said with a smile: "You finally know it, sister, you are so smart, Aunt Shen and the others would never dare to tell you directly, only Xiang Cheng left you a clue, and you guessed it right away."

"I said, you are not allowed to call me sister." Cheng Songan said coldly, staring straight into her eyes.

The young girl was not afraid of her. Instead, she met her gaze and looked her over and over, as if she was meeting her for the first time. Finally, her gaze fell on the purple gold eight-treasure crown on her head and she said softly, "I have never seen you wearing men's clothes, sister. You are beautiful no matter what. You look like him like this."

Cheng Songan's heart moved. When Cui Yuanqing wore this clothes, she was probably still a child and would not remember it. But based on her vague memory, she knew that it looked very much like him. She had seen him in Yizhou.

Cheng Songan asked again: "Who are you? What is your relationship with Xue Tingyun? Where is Xue Tingyun?"

The person lowered her eyes, her face full of sadness, making Cheng Songan unable to tell whether she was pretending or really sad. She quickly raised her head and said to her, "Sister, we have been together for so many years, don't you treat me as your sister?"

Cheng Songan sneered, "I treat you as my sister, how come you treat me as your sister? I just didn't expect you to be so patient. You only started poisoning me at the beginning of last year. If you had done it five years ago, I might not be alive to tell you this today."

"Yes, if I had poisoned you five years ago, you would definitely not be able to tell me this." She repeated Cheng Songan's words and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Sister, I am Wanxin. Wanxin likes you so much, how could I let you die?"

Cheng Songan listened to her gentle whisper, but she felt a chill inexplicably. She was only about ten years old at the time, how could she have such a deep and vicious mind? She endured the discomfort and said, "You are not allowed to use Wanxin's name. Who are you?"

"I thought you would ask me where she is." The man looked at her with interest. Her expression changed very quickly, sometimes sad, sometimes smiling, and then turned into such a playful expression.

Cheng Songan narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "I don't need to ask, you will definitely tell me. Even if you don't tell me, I will definitely find my sister!"

"Let me ask you one last time, who are you?"

For some reason, that person suddenly showed some real emotions. She asked, "She is just a little concubine's daughter, and she is also a sickly girl. If she dies, she dies. Why do you care about her so much?"

Cheng Songan frowned slightly and said coldly: "The Cheng family does not distinguish between legitimate and illegitimate children. Don't you know? She is my sister. No matter what, I care about her."

She smiled bitterly and murmured, "Yes, regardless of whether she is legitimate or illegitimate, no matter how useless she is, you still cherish her and want to find her. She is so lucky. The Cheng family is so harmonious. The mistress treats concubines and illegitimate children equally, and the master loves the children very much. Even his daughter can read and write, ride horses and shoot arrows. The Cheng family is so good!"

Cheng Songan patiently asked again: "Are you from the Xue family? What's your rank? Why haven't I heard that the fifth girl has a younger sister?"

"Xue family, am I a member of the Xue family?" She smiled slightly, but with a hint of misery, "I don't know, who am I?"

Then he looked up and said to Cheng Songan: "Sister, I am Wanxin, I am your sister."

"If you dare to pretend to be Wanxin again, I will kill you!" Cheng Songan stepped forward, grabbed her collar, and almost lifted her up, his eyes bloodshot, "Who are you, and where is Xue Tingyun?"

The person was not afraid at all. She seemed to be in a state of madness. She laughed and said, "If you kill me, the real Cheng Wanxin will not be able to survive. You will kill your sister."

Cheng Songan clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, "If you dare, I will let your bastard be buried with her! I will find Xue Tingyun and those remnants of you, and kill them one by one in front of you. You must live to see them all die with your own eyes! This should be your revenge on me, right? I will give it back to you!"

The person in her hand trembled slightly, and she replied angrily: "If you dare to touch him, the Cheng family will not be well off. Isn't the Cheng family a family of scholars and a noble family? Aren't you afraid of death? Then I will grant your wish. All the members of the Cheng family deserve to die, and you all deserve to die!"

Cheng Songan snorted coldly: "The Cheng family is not the Xue family. My grandfather, my father, and even Yan Ping are worthy of heaven and earth, worthy of the court, and worthy of the common people. It is not so easy to fall."

"I should have killed you five years ago." She calmed down from her madness and said to Cheng Songan, "If I had killed you from the beginning, would it not have been so troublesome?"

Cheng Songan said coldly: "Then why don't you kill me? Are you soft-hearted? You are just more greedy. You don't want me to die, but to be tortured."

No wonder she didn't stop her from marrying Cui Yuanqing from the beginning, and always wanted to confirm that she had feelings for Cui Yuanqing. When they divorced, her first reaction was not happiness, but she cared about who proposed the divorce.

In her heart, Cheng Songan was deeply in love with Cui Yuanqing, and Cui Yuanqing resented her because Xue Tingyun treated her coldly, so he proposed a divorce, making her an abandoned woman, which was more gratifying than killing her directly.

In her previous life, she had indeed done it. When she was alive, she experienced the death of her mother and Aunt Lin, Yan Ping's career and marriage were not smooth, Jin Ning's marriage was delayed, and she also experienced the decline of the Cheng family and retreat to Yizhou. Cheng Songan's own ten years of youth were wasted, and he died of depression before he was thirty...

Apart from the Xue family, no one could hate her so much.

Cheng Songan said slowly: "You have no chance to kill me now."

When she heard this, she smiled again, moved her fingers, and a silver needle appeared at the fingertips, emitting warm light under the light: "Really?"

Cheng Songan's eyebrows twitched, and he suddenly grabbed her wrist, using force to force her to let go.

She was scheming and ruthless, but she had no martial arts skills and was far inferior to Cheng Songan in skills. When she caught his wrist, he had no power to resist.

"Don't think about committing suicide!" Cheng Songan whispered in her ear.

He was distracted and the silver needle in his hand fell to the ground.

At the same time, Cheng Songan felt a pain on her shoulder, and the person had been dragged several steps away from her. She turned around and saw a familiar face behind her.

Si Tui quickly withdrew his hand, lowered his head and said, "Madam, don't kill her."