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

Cui Yuanqing came in from outside. He was not wearing official uniform, but an ordinary robe, which meant that he was not attending the court, but was summoned alone.

"The saint didn't punish me?" Cheng Songan asked, looking up.

She took the princess up the mountain secretly and put her in danger. It was impossible for this to be hidden from the palace.

Cui Yuanqing didn't pay attention to what she said. He just lowered his head and looked at her. There were still some bruises on her face where the skin was scratched by the rocks. She looked very pitiful.

Cheng Songan's face turned red when he looked at her. All that came to her mind was the scene of the two of them embracing each other the night before. When he was not wearing clothes, he looked like a complete beast.

Old Mrs. Yu simply couldn't bear to look at her grandson. Her eyes were almost filled with honey, and she completely ignored the fact that she, an old woman, was still standing by. If she had done so earlier, why would there have been so many twists and turns?

She coughed and said, "I've been out for two days, it's time to go back."

Cheng Songan held her tightly and refused to let go: "Grandma, why don't you stay a few more days? I don't want you to leave."

Old Madam Yu glanced at Cui Yuanqing, then patted her head and said, "I will wait for you in Chunhui Garden every day. If you miss me, go and see me. Grandmother doesn't have many years left to live."

"Grandma, don't say that," Cheng Songan covered her mouth, "If you really treat me as your granddaughter, then you can stay with me and take care of your great-grandson."

Old Madam Yu's face darkened. "Yuan'er has already told me everything about her and her son. It's really hard to deal with. Considering that she is your second sister, just place her in the mansion for a few years. As for the child, you don't have to worry about it. Take him back and let Yuan'er's mother take care of him. Just treat him as the grandson of the Cui family. But I don't recognize him. I only recognize your son..."

She stopped talking before she finished, obviously thinking of Cheng Songan's loss of a child. This was a common pain for the three of them, and the room fell silent for a while.

Cheng Songan didn't want Old Lady Yu to blame herself so much, so he changed the subject and said, "I was just about to tell Grandma that the person was not my second sister, but a member of the Xue family."

As expected, Old Lady Yu was shocked. She immediately asked the reason and said, "Don't worry, if she really brought the real Wanxin with her, I will dig up the Cui Mansion to find it for you."

Saying that he was going back immediately.

Although Cheng Songan was reluctant to let her go, he also knew her temper. Like himself, she was a little stubborn, so he did not stop her and just sent her away with tears in his eyes.

"How are you going to make it up to me?"

After the grandmother left, Cui Yuanqing no longer hesitated and held her on his lap. Cheng Songan's eyes were fixed on his lips. She didn't know why, but she felt that his lips were particularly red today.

The scene from the previous night suddenly reappeared in Cheng Songan's mind. She couldn't face his mouth and struggled to get down.

Cui Yuanqing held her waist and asked, "You haven't answered yet, how are you going to compensate me? I put in a lot of effort."

Cheng Songan punched him hard on the shoulder and cursed, "I'm going to kill you, you bastard."

"How am I an asshole?" Cui Yuanqing asked with a half-smile, and then added, "I'm not tired."

Cheng Songan: ... "You haven't said yet, the saint really didn't punish me?"

"The Seventh Princess is indeed your disciple. She looks innocent on the outside, but she is full of evil ideas in her heart." Cui Yuanqing held her still, not letting her escape, and spoke slowly, "She told the saint about you asking her to go down the mountain to get help. She was more exciting than a storyteller, with rich emotions and tears. She even asked for the title of the Holy Maiden of the Great Qian Dynasty for you."

Cheng Songan broke out in a cold sweat. Since the founding of the Daqian Dynasty, there has only been one saint girl, the youngest daughter of Anding Hou who had followed Taizu decades ago. She was both talented in literature and martial arts. At the age of seventeen, she led the troops to break through the siege and rescued Taizu, but she lost her life. That's why she was named a saint girl.

After Cui Yuanqing finished speaking, he continued to ask, "You haven't answered me yet."

Cheng Songan got down from his lap, opened the top box, took out a gilded wooden box, gritted his teeth, took out a golden ingot from it, and handed it to Cui Yuanqing: "Here, I give it to you. Just think of it as finding a young prostitute to entertain me."

Cui Yuanqing burst into laughter. As he laughed, his eyes suddenly became thicker. He pulled her over and hugged her again, refusing to let go no matter how she struggled. "Haitang has always kept your things. Why did you put this small box here?"

"My things, you can put them wherever you want, it's up to you whether you want to take them or not." Cheng Songan held the gold in her hand and refused to give it to him out of spite. This box was sent by Cui Yuanqing on New Year's Eve as a lucky gift for her.

After a pause, he asked, "What do you want?"

"I want a status." Cui Yuanqing looked at her steadily, with a look of grievance in his eyes again.

Cheng Songan snorted coldly: "Don't even think about it."

Cui Yuanqing nestled his face in her neck and smiled.

Cheng Songan was a little tickled by him and said angrily, "What are you laughing at?"

Cui Yuanqing stopped laughing and said seriously: "Cheng Songan, you have never let me go in your heart. You kept the poems I wrote and hid the box I gave you. I am very happy."

"Stop talking nonsense." Cheng Songan turned his face away. "If you don't want money for what happened the night before, then I can't do anything about it. Even if it was just a one-night stand, it was voluntary. There's no need to get entangled."

If it had happened before, Cui Yuanqing might have gone crazy again, but this time after hearing it, he did not get angry. Instead, he thought about it silently for a while.

"Look at me." After a long time, Cui Yuanqing whispered.

Cheng Songan didn't look at it, and said unhappily: "What are you looking at?"

Cui Yuanqing: "Tell me about your dream."

Cheng Songan was startled and her body became stiff. She pretended to be calm and asked back, "It's just a dream. Didn't I tell you that a long time ago? What else is there to say?"

Cui Yuanqing let her go, took a deep breath, and asked very seriously: "In the dream, how badly did I treat you?"

Cheng Songan's hands were cold, and she wanted to leave in a evasive manner. Did he treat her badly in the previous life? It seemed that he had never made things difficult for her. She was in charge of all matters at home, and she had never lacked food, clothing, and daily necessities. He was just indifferent. His attitude towards her was far beyond the scope of mutual respect. He ignored her.

She was like a flower that should have grown in the soil but was picked unintentionally. If he could take good care of her, she could bloom for a while, but he let her wither. Her life in her previous life was like a bottle of stagnant water that had never been changed, suffocating her.

"Yun Dai, eat more and don't be so thin, okay?" Cui Yuanqing put his chin on her shoulder, his voice trembling a little. She was too thin in the dream.

Cheng Songan trembled all over, covered his ears and fell on the couch, and screamed: "Stop it, stop it."

The more he cared about her now, the more she looked like a joke in her previous life.

Cui Yuanqing saw her expression change drastically and her face turned pale. She also cared so much about that dream, which meant that he in the dream was so indifferent, and she could really feel it.

He walked to her side, half-knelt beside the couch, hugged her waist, and said hoarsely, looking up:

"Cheng Songan, you said that I hurt you in that dream, and I believe it. I will return it to you. From now on, I will bow down to you and look up to you forever."