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

The fierce palm wind just brushed past Cheng Songan's neck and almost hit her when the window beside her opened and closed. Fortunately, she still had some kung fu skills, and although her movements were clumsy, she still managed to dodge it. Even so, she still felt a little thrilling. Situi's martial arts skills were not inferior to Siwei's.

She stood straight, and although she was nervous, she refused to show any fear. She raised her neck and said to him, "You want to kill me?"

Situi seemed to have lost his mind. He stared at her blankly and slowly raised his right hand.

Xue Tingrong's voice was still repeating behind him: "Kill her, and my sister will forgive you."

"Brother-in-law, have you ever seen my sister cry? I did. It was raining heavily that night. She knelt at the back door of the Cheng family. She just wanted to see Cheng Songan, but she knelt for several hours and didn't get what she wanted."

"Cheng Songan, after my sister left, she revealed her whereabouts. She was the one who killed my sister."

Cheng Songan clenched her fists. She knew she was no match for her, but she had to try her best. She interrupted Xue Tingrong and said loudly, "I didn't reveal her whereabouts. If I wanted someone to arrest her, I could have just had someone arrest her when she was kneeling behind the gate. Why bother?"

Xue Tingrong avoided answering her question and only said in a sharp voice: "It was your grandfather who ruined the Xue family, and your Cheng family ruined the Xue family. You can't argue no matter what. Cheng Songan, I killed my sister, you should have died long ago..."

Si Tui's eyes darkened, and he moved his feet and came in front of Cheng Songan.

Cheng Songan took a deep breath. She never expected that Si Tui could be bewitched by her to the point of losing his mind. She might really die here tonight. She would be defeated by her again in this life, but this time she would die with a clear understanding, unlike in her previous life, when she was a confused ghost!

But it’s such a pity that Wanxin couldn’t be rescued. Poor Wanxin has to wait for herself again in this life, and I don’t know if there will be another chance in this life.

Wanxin, sister will accompany you on the road to the underworld, you don't have to be afraid. Cheng Songan sighed in her heart, looked at Xue Tingrong, and asked a question that she had always been puzzled about: "Cui Yuanqing said that he never told you that I was pregnant. Did Si Tui tell you?"

Xue Tingrong was a little surprised, as if she thought she was a bit foolish to ask this question at this time. Her eyebrows moved, and a hint of amusement flashed in her eyes: "Sister, what do you want to say? When I knew that sister was pregnant, you had already miscarried."

Cheng Songan did not miss any of her expressions. When she said these words, Situi's somewhat dazed expression did not change much, and his brows were even slightly furrowed, as if he was trying hard to recall something.

So it was not Situi who told her. Situi should not have told her too many things behind Cui Yuanqing's back, otherwise Xue Tingrong would have done more evil.

But it was obvious that there was someone else helping her, and this person was someone who was very familiar with Cui Yuanqing or Cheng Songan.

"Rong'er," Cheng Song'an called softly, "You have killed my child. Today I will die in your hands. Can you let him go for the sake of your father who treated you as his own child and raised you for several years?"

The word "Rong'er" made Xue Tingrong's face suddenly change. Like a cat whose tail was stepped on, her hair stood on end. She screamed at Si Tui, "Kill her! Kill her now!"

Si Tui's expression looked extremely painful, but he couldn't control himself and slapped Cheng Songan on the forehead.

Cheng Songan closed her eyes in despair. The heavy palm pressed her down so hard that she couldn't bear it. But the next moment, there was a click, and her body was pulled to the side, followed by the dull sound of two palms hitting each other. It was Cui Yuanqing who jumped in from the window and pulled her away in time.

Cui Yuanqing followed after all. His illness had not yet been cured, so he was hit by Situi's palm. He held her and took a few steps back before stopping.

"Think of retreating!" he said in a deep voice. From the sound of his voice, it was impossible to tell whether he was injured or not.

Si Tui stood there as if he hadn't heard anything, his eyes still as distracted.

Xue Tingrong's desperate look was still filled with paranoia and madness, but when she suddenly saw Cui Yuanqing, she quickly calmed down. With a puzzled expression, she walked behind Si Tui, gently shook his arm and said, "Yuanqing?"

Then he turned to Cui Yuanqing and asked, "Who are you?"

Cui Yuanqing snorted coldly, obviously disdainful of her question which she already knew the answer to.

Si Tui was gently shaken by her, and his scattered eyes suddenly focused. Seeing Cui Yuanqing holding Cheng Songan in his arms with a sullen face, he suddenly realized how terrible his actions just now were. His face suddenly changed color, and he bowed his head and saluted, his voice a little unstable: "Sir, I..."

Cheng Songan immediately understood from his change that it was Xue Tingrong's doing. She still underestimated Xue Tingrong's thoughts and methods. With Situi's vigilance and skills, he would not be able to fall into her trap. But since it involved Xue Tingyun, he would not be on guard at all.

His actions just now were under the influence of drugs, and the drugs were most likely attached to the paper where Xue Tingyun wrote the poem.

Cui Yuanqing took a deep breath, frowned and said nothing.

“No!” Cheng Songan exclaimed, rushed over and grabbed Situi’s hand as he pulled the dagger out of his boot, “You were not in control just now, it was not your intention…”

The dagger in Si Tui's hand paused. He had followed Cui Yuanqing for so many years and had never done anything that was against his status. This time he almost killed Cheng Songan by mistake and should have died, but he knew that he was still useful and it would only take this hand to be cut off.

He didn't expect that Cheng Songan, who was almost killed by him, suddenly rushed over and stopped him.

Si Tui couldn't help but look at Cui Yuanqing, who was standing in the shadows by the window. He couldn't see his expression clearly, but he nodded and his voice softened a little: "Just listen to what the madam says."

Si Tui put away the dagger, bowed and stepped aside.

Xue Tingrong's watery eyes revealed a confused look. She looked at Cui Yuanqing as if she was extremely frightened and asked, "Are you Yuanqing?"

Cui Yuanqing sneered, his voice as cold as ice: "Don't pretend, you have already discovered the identities of Si Tui and I, and you have always been able to tell them apart."

Xue Tingrong no longer had the gloomy look she had just now, and was as delicate and pitiful as before. She seemed not to understand Cui Yuanqing's words. She stared at him for a while, then glanced at Situi on the side, and suddenly fainted.

Si Tui moved extremely quickly. He supported her at the right time, put her back on the bed, and gave her a gentle massage. Only then did Xue Tingrong moan and wake up.

Cui Yuanqing did not make any move, and said inside: "I should have discovered it earlier. You are the little girl in Mengzheng Academy back then."

Cheng Songan no longer cared about Xue Tingrong's reaction on the bed. She forgot that exposing Xue Tingrong's identity was equivalent to confessing to Cui Yuanqing. She remembered him and could no longer deny it.