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

Xue Tingrong has been in the Cheng family for so many years, and she has always been humble and submissive, and has never been so arrogant and rampant.

Upon hearing this, Feng was immediately furious. She slammed her palm on the table, causing the cups and plates to fall to the ground. She then cursed: "You bastard! Who taught you to talk to me like that? You want me to kneel down to you, and even if Cui Yuanqing rebelled and earned you the title of queen, he can't do that!"

The corners of Xue Tingrong's mouth curved downwards with a hint of contempt.

Cheng Songan looked at her with interest. It seemed that she was finally going to take off her disguise. She had pretended enough for so many years.

Xue Tingrong noticed her gaze and said coldly, "Why haven't you said anything yet?"

Feng stood up and asked, "What did you say?"

"Whether you tell me or not, what does it matter?" Cheng Songan said calmly, "If I tell you, can you be the queen or the princess?"

Xue Tingrong's face was slightly angry, and she clenched her fist tightly, but soon she calmed down: "You asked me to come here just to listen to nonsense?"

Cheng Songan's eyes swept across her loosened fist, then turned away inadvertently.

Her previously long nails had been cut off and trimmed into neat round shapes, and her bare hands still looked very beautiful.

Cheng Songan's eyebrows moved slightly, and he picked up the teacup and said slowly: "I am tired of waiting, so I brought you here. It is more convenient to kill you and your son here."

Xue Tingrong sneered and replied without even raising her eyelids: "If you dare to kill me, you would have done it long ago. As for this child, since he is raised by my sister, his life or death has nothing to do with me. Do you still think you can use him to threaten me?"

"Really?" Cheng Songan smiled casually.

Feng didn't understand the riddle between the two of them, and she couldn't stand Xue Tingrong's look, so she was so angry that she just wanted to go home.

Cheng Songan held her down and whispered something in her ear. Feng's face changed and she almost couldn't stand. Fortunately, Lin supported her and she was able to sit down.

Xue Tingrong didn't care when she saw her look, and even smiled contemptuously. Cheng Songan's only weakness was her soft heart, and Feng was much easier to deal with than her, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to attack her so smoothly.

"You..." Feng paused for a moment, pointed at Cheng Songan, and then pointed at Xue Tingrong, saying bitterly, "She doesn't dare, but I do! Come on, bring that little beast over here, one life for another, I will drown him with my own hands even if it means risking my life!"

Xue Tingrong was still calm, but she no longer had the toughness she had just now. Her voice became sharp, and she tried to control herself and said, "Yong'er is dead. He will not let you and the Cheng family go."

Cheng Songan smiled lightly and drank the remaining half cup of tea.

Taxue came in and reported, "Princess Xiang sent someone to come and said they will be here soon."

Cheng Songan brushed off his clothes and said leisurely, "I'll go outside to welcome the emperor. You and mother each have your own inconveniences, so you don't have to go out."

After saying this, he left without giving them a choice.

When Xue Tingrong faced Feng, she felt a little afraid of this hot-tempered stepmother for the first time. However, since they had already broken off relations, they were enemies and could not show weakness in front of the enemy. She snorted coldly and said, "She didn't tell you about this because she was afraid that you would be reckless and impulsive. It seems that she is still as stupid as before."

Feng took a deep breath and sat on the chair. Strangely, she did not lose her temper. Instead, she ordered Haitang to carry Yong Ge'er out, with a cold look in her eyes.

With the careful care of Haitang and the wet nurse, Yong'er has grown much taller than when he was born. He is very energetic and not afraid of people. He holds his hand and smiles at Feng.

Feng took him and held him in her arms, teasing him with a tsk-tsk sound, but there was no emotion in her voice, it was more like she was fiddling with a small object.

This was the first time Xue Tingrong saw her child since giving birth. He was even cuter than she had imagined after hearing Zhang's description. His big eyes turned around, and as if mother and child were connected, his gaze stayed in her direction. When he looked at her, he pursed his lips, as if feeling aggrieved.

He opened his arms and seemed to say to her: Mother, hug me.

Xue Tingrong couldn't help but lean forward.

"What a pity for this child."

Feng suddenly blurted out a word, and casually placed her finger two inches away from Yongger's forehead.

Xue Tingrong was shocked. No matter what Feng said or what she did, her blood turned cold. She was good at using poison and knew medicine, so she knew what the consequences would be if she pressed hard on the most vulnerable fontanelle on the top of a baby's head.

Lin was beside Feng, and seeing Xue Tingrong's reaction, she stretched out her hand to Feng and said, "Madam, you are so reckless. What if you get bumped? Let me hold you."

The word "reckless" was deliberately emphasized.

Xue Tingrong bit her lower lip so hard that it almost drew blood.

Feng laughed sarcastically and said, "It doesn't matter. No matter how reckless and impulsive I am, I will not stick the golden needle into the child's head."

As he spoke, he twisted his two fingers as if he really held a needle in his hand, and made an acupuncture gesture on Yong'er's head with great interest.

Yongger seemed to sense her malice and burst into tears.

When Xue Tingrong saw him crying, the thin layer of scalp at the unclosed fontanelle kept throbbing and almost bursting from the inside. She finally couldn't help it and screamed, "Cheng Wanxin is in Guishan Villa, don't touch Yong'er, don't touch him..."

Feng's eyes widened, and she almost forgot that she was holding a child in her arms. After a moment's hesitation, Yong'er cried even harder.

Xue Tingrong rushed over to pick him up, but Haitang was quick to pick him up first, and coaxed him with an "oh".

Feng asked in a lost voice: "Who are you talking about?"

Xue Tingrong also reacted at this time, frowned and asked: "What did Cheng Songan just say to you?"

"Yun Dai said she was pregnant with Cui Yuanqing's child."

Only then did Feng realize that Cheng Songan was deliberately lying to her and that the pregnancy was fake, so there was no harm in telling her about it.

Xue Tingrong fell on the stool. Cheng Songan lied to Feng that she was pregnant with Cui Yuanqing's child. She faced two choices. One was to let her child be the only grandson of the Cui family. The other was that she did not want Cui Yuanqing to get the child, so she needed to find an identity for the child that Cui Yuanqing would not ask about, so that the child could replace him.

Both of these methods would lead Feng to kill Yong'er.

Xue Tingrong didn't believe that Cheng Songan would kill a one-month-old baby, but Feng was not sure. She had suffered from her own poison needle, and now it was for her only daughter, so she could really do it.

Since Princess Xiang was not coming, Cheng Songan just deliberately kept Feng with him to make Feng reveal her true murderous intentions so that he could deceive her.

"During this period of time, including just now, you really pretended that you didn't care about the child's life or death."

Haitang handed Yong Ge'er to her arms, "But you forgot one detail, that is, you cut your nails short when you came here, so as not to scratch the child when you hold him, right?"

Xue Tingrong held the child close to her face and a tear fell into the swaddling clothes. She created a soft spot for herself.