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

"Where is Wanxin?" Cheng Songan walked into Xue Tingrong's inner room and asked again.

Xue Tingrong looked weak after giving birth, but there was a hint of provocation in the corners of her eyes and mouth. She said weakly, "Sister, I don't understand what you are talking about. I am just trying to save your heart, right?"

Even if Cui Yuanqing came to ask her, she would still look like this. Xue Tingrong just had this ability. Pretending and acting seemed like her instinct. It seemed that she was too immersed in the role. Sometimes she was so serious that she would even believe it herself.

Cheng Songan pulled her up from the bed by the collar, almost pressing her face against his nose, and said with anger, "Don't think I dare not touch that bastard."

Xue Tingrong smiled indifferently, the provocation still there. She leaned closer and whispered, "Sister, don't you want to ask me how I know you're pregnant? You'll find out soon."

Cheng Songan was startled, and the hand that was pulling her collar loosened a little. Xue Tingrong pried her hands apart and fell heavily back onto the bed, breathing heavily.

At this moment, the gate of the yard suddenly rang, and the door of the lower room creaked open, and someone went out.

There was such a loud noise in this room, but no one in the servant room came to check. After two knocks on the door in the yard, someone immediately went to open it.

Obviously, this was also within Xue Tingrong's expectations, or it could be said that she had planned it.

In this upper room, I could vaguely hear Dingxiang in the yard welcoming someone in, and as she walked in, she asked, "Why did Sister Yuhe come here in person?"

Yuhe was one of the maids beside Madam Cui Zhang. Her voice was a little shrill, and it was particularly clear in the temporary silence of the few people: "The night watchwoman said that the light in the second young lady's room was always on, and there were noises coming from it. I guess she is not feeling well?"

Zhang really liked Xue Tingrong and never let the servants call her aunt. Instead, she called her Second Young Lady. In the past, she didn't think it was a big deal, but at this moment, Cheng Songan felt that the three words "Second Young Lady" were very harsh. She half-squinted her eyes and looked at Xue Tingrong.

Xue Tingrong raised her eyebrows slightly, indicating that Cui Yuanqing and Situi were both in this room. This room was temporarily occupied by Old Lady Yu, so the furnishings were very simple and could not hide two men. No matter who was between the two of them, it was not appropriate for Cheng Songan to appear here at the same time.

Cheng Songan subconsciously glanced at Cui Yuanqing. His face looked a little bad. He hadn't spoken since he said that to Situi. I wonder if he was hurt.

Cui Yuanqing felt her gaze and shook his head slightly.

But Cheng Songan couldn't find out where Wanxin was, and he was unwilling to leave like that.

Ding Xiang said outside, "Madam, you are so worried. Our young lady just gave birth to the young master and was separated from him. She is very sad now, so she hasn't gone to bed yet."

Yuhe then took a step closer to the upper room and said with a smile, "I'll go in and try to persuade her not to make the second young lady sad. Our master is watching over her at the manor, so what can go wrong?"

Xue Tingrong enjoyed seeing Cheng Songan's nervous look. She cleared her throat and said to the outside, "Is that Miss Yuhe? Please come over and thank Madam for her concern. I'm fine. I'll go to sleep now."

Yuhe stopped at the corridor and did not come in again. He said softly, "Then I will not disturb you, young lady."

Cheng Songan breathed a sigh of relief without leaving a trace.

Xue Tingrong suddenly said, "Sister Yuhe, please stay. Yuqiao Mountain Villa has not prepared anything for the child. I'll have to trouble Madam to send some over."

Yuhe groaned and said, "That's right. Just give the things to me and I'll send someone over right away."

Xue Tingrong smiled at Cheng Songan and ordered, "Dingxiang, take the things to Sister Yuhe."

Dingxiang sighed and immediately took Yuhe to the room to pack up her things.

Cheng Songan felt that there was something malicious in her smile. Since she gave such an order, he must do something to Yuqiao Villa.

It was destined that nothing could be asked tonight. Anyway, the child was in her hands, and Xue Tingrong would not dare to harm Wan Xin for the time being. She could see that even though she pretended not to care, her love for her child could not be concealed the moment she held the child in front of her eyes after the child was born.

Cheng Songan no longer hesitated. Taking advantage of the gap when Yuhe and Dingxiang went into the room, he immediately jumped lightly from the window, jumped over the courtyard wall, and walked quickly outside.

When she passed Chunhui Garden, she slowed down. The lantern hanging high above the gate made her hesitate. Should she go and see her grandmother?

Just as she stopped, the person behind her grabbed her arm and said with some resentment in his voice: "Didn't you think at all that you forgot to take me with you?"

Perhaps because of the injury, the temperature of Cui Yuanqing's hand rose again. Even through the clothes, Cheng Songan could feel that he was having a high fever.

It's not that she didn't expect it, it's that she didn't want to go with him at all. She pulled her wrist free and said, "You stay here for one night, I'm leaving first."

"Cheng Songan," Cui Yuanqing called her, "Wait for me."

Before she could answer, he continued, "I'm injured, help me up."

Cheng Songan took a closer look at his face. It was indeed pale, with beads of sweat on his forehead. It was obvious that he was seriously injured.

Now she was really in a dilemma. After all, she was taking the palm strike for him. If Si Tui had really hit her forehead, her crown might have been shattered and she would have been dead.

Seeing her hesitation, Cui Yuanqing said quietly, "If I stay here, it would be a crime of deceiving the emperor."

Cheng Songan curled his lips and threatened her with the saint again. She muttered: "This is your house. You stay here and go back quietly tomorrow morning. No one will know."

"God knows only the earth."

"You know I know."

"The moon knows that, too."

Cui Yuanqing stood in the moonlight, said these three sentences, and then stood quietly, waiting for her answer.

"Big brother, my name is Yun Dai. No one of us is allowed to forget what we agreed on. You see, the heavens know, the earth knows, you know, I know, and the moon knows too."

This is what she said to him when they parted that year.

The encounter back then was caused by Xue Tingrong, and today it was reopened again because of Xue Tingrong by some strange coincidence.

Cui Yuanqing was shrouded in moonlight, and there seemed to be a faint halo around him. He looked good at all times.

Cheng Songan smiled and finally admitted: "Long time no see, Brother Sansi."

He said back then: "Xiao Yundai, there are some things that I will only promise you after you grow up. Will you remember what I look like?"

Cui Yuanqing took a step forward. Without any thought, he instinctively wanted to hug her. As a young boy, he fell in love with the quirky girl at first sight. However, she was too young, and he had to wait until she grew up.

Now that she has grown up, she remembers him.

Cheng Songan stretched out her arms, closed her eyes and buried her head in his chest. This was the hug she had longed for in two lifetimes. Let her forget her past life for a while and just give her this little while.

The moon knew how much she missed him and how much she couldn't forget him. He was Brother Sansi and Cui Yuanqing, there was no difference between them.

The sun, the moon, the stars, the universe, everything in it, all became nothingness at this moment, even the chirping of insects seemed to have disappeared. At this moment, they had no grudges or hatreds, they only had each other.

After a long time, Cui Yuanqing let out a "hiss" sound and his face became even uglier.

Only then did Cheng Songan realize that his injuries were really serious. He was just trying his best to hold on in the house in order to prevent Situi from noticing.

No wonder he didn't say anything, it was to prevent Situi from feeling guilty.

"Can you still leave?" Cheng Songan asked worriedly, "Otherwise, you should just stay quietly in Chunhui Garden. Tomorrow morning, I'll ask my grandmother to send you over as well, under the pretext of sending something."

Cui Yuanqing looked deeply into her eyes and smiled softly: "I like to see you worrying about me."

Cheng Songan rolled her eyes at him. It was already so late, and he was actually thinking about these things. She said unhappily, "I let you hug me just now, just because we were old friends, and it wasn't because of anything to you."

Cui Yuanqing didn't care. He put his hand on her shoulder, used her strength to walk slowly and said, "She wouldn't just send something."

Cheng Song An said, "Do you need to tell me? If it weren't for this, why would I be in such a hurry to leave?"

"Silly girl," Cui Yuanqing knew what she was thinking without even looking at her expression, and continued, "I'm afraid there are other people visiting Fisherman and Woodcutter Villa in the middle of the night."

Cheng Songan was stunned. It turned out that this was what she meant by "you will understand soon". The person who was going was the one who had been helping Xue Tingrong. They had been in contact with each other, and what happened tonight would also be revealed.

Now the two factions of Prince Shou and Prince Jin are fighting in full swing in the court. Cui Yuanqing is obviously Prince Shou's man. He should be at the Fisherman and Woodcutter Villa. If he does not return home at night and is reported to the emperor, the saint will not be able to directly favor him.

She felt vaguely uneasy, and had probably guessed who it was.