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

Cheng Songan looked coldly at Xue Tingrong, whose consciousness was gradually losing consciousness, and stood there motionless. The person she had resented for many years died for her again in front of her. Compared with his sudden departure five years ago, she felt even more confused.

She looked at Cui Yuanqing unconsciously, wanting him to hug Xue Tingrong instead of her. She liked him, so shouldn't she want to die in his arms?

Cui Yuanqing shook his head and turned away.

Blood continued to flow out of the corners of Xue Tingrong's mouth. Her somewhat scattered mind suddenly became clear for a moment, and she cried like a child: "Sister, there is so much blood, I have lost so much blood;

Will Xue Tingrong continue to drink my blood when we get there?

Sister, you said you wanted me to be your sister, remember?"

Cheng Songan had seen her cry like acting many times in this life, and each time her crying was so real that it was hard to tell whether it was real or fake. Only this time, she felt her fear and pain, and Xue Tingrong seemed to really want her to hug her.

The past grudges made it impossible for her to hug her calmly, but Xue Tingrong was in too much pain, and her eyes were heartbreaking.

Cheng Songan tensed his body, slowly reached out his hand, and gently held her hand.

Xue Tingrong, who was struggling in pain, suddenly stopped. She stared quietly at the air, but her pupils were dilated and she could not see anything. However, she could feel that Cheng Songan was holding her hand.

"I remember."

Xue Tingrong's pain gradually disappeared, and her whole body felt warm. When she was about to lose consciousness, she heard Cui Yuanqing say, "Yong'er has started to learn to read and can recognize a thousand words. Second sister taught him very well."

Yong'er, her child, used to be her weak spot, but she doesn't care about it now. He will only live a better life without her as his biological mother.

What else in this world is worth her caring about?

Yes, Shi Tui never came to see her from beginning to end. Even when she was dying, he didn't want to show up again.

Forget it, she lied to him and used him, it was only right that he didn't come.

Xue Tingrong closed her eyes and smiled. A tear fell heavily on the ground. She stretched her hand into the air and said, "Sister, I'm sorry. I didn't know you were there. Do you believe it?"

Finally, her hands dropped down like a withered branch of a lotus plant.

In a small tent in the camp, a simple mourning hall was set up for Xue Tingrong. The body was kept there for three days. No one was allowed to pay tribute to her, but it was just to make sure that she was really dead.

Xue Tingrong was really dead, but on the third day after her death, her body disappeared silently.

After that, Cui Yuanqing sat alone in the empty little tent for half a day.

"Mom, Daddy is here." Little Fengzheng had been detoxified. Wearing a snow-white sable fur coat, he poked his head out like a cute snow fox.

Cheng Songan stood in front of the tent and said quietly, "To Si Tui, she is the only person in the world who is still related to Sister Ting Yun. He will feel better if he takes her away."

Cui Yuanqing hummed, beckoned Xiao Fengzheng to come in, held her on his lap, and asked, "Xiao Fengzheng, are you willing to go back to the capital with Daddy?"

Little Feng Zheng looked back at Cheng Songan with hope on his face.

Cheng Songan said, "Let's go, it's time to see Master off."

……

One mile outside the tent, Xuanwu and Cheng Songan stood side by side.

Xuanwu crossed his arms and looked Cheng Songan up and down. He was always rude but not disgusting. He smiled rarely and said, "The young lady is much stronger than she was back then. There should be no danger if she goes back."

Cheng Songan curled his lips: "You look pretty when you smile, smile more."

"Does it look good?" Xuanwu raised his eyebrows, "Then would you consider becoming my Rouran princess?"

Cheng Songan: "...it's better for you not to say anything. You are not good at joking."

Xuanwu returned to his usual world-weary look as if he wanted the whole world to die with him. He looked at the Ming army in the distance that was getting ready to send him back to Rouran, and said nothing more.

"Little prince, I think your father and mother risked their lives to send you away, not so that you would blame yourself for their deaths," Cheng Songan said softly, "You went through fire and water for a mother and daughter, allowing them to spend five years in peace. Your contract with the god of death has been broken."

Xuanwu took a step towards Cheng Songan, stretched out his arms and hugged her. This hug had nothing to do with romance. In fact, he had never had any romantic feelings for Cheng Songan.

Then he took a step back and said angrily, "Let's say goodbye now, Miss. Don't forget that the contract between you and me will never be broken."

After saying that, he strode towards Ming Zhan. When he got closer, he picked up Xiao Fengzheng and said, "Don't learn from your mother in the future. You only dare to hide. Uncle is going to the Rouran court to be the king. You should just go out into the world boldly. If you get into trouble, Uncle will take care of it for you."

Cui Yuanqing: ...

Little Kite clapped his hands in applause. As a five-year-old, he didn’t have much understanding of parting.

Half a month later, the memorial was sent back to the capital. The Rouran royal court was besieged by the Ming army, and Monalou was executed. Wang Shumian summoned the allied tribes, listed dozens of their crimes in public, and finally gave them poisoned wine, supported Xuanwu to ascend the throne as the new Rouran king, and signed a market opening agreement with Daqian.

By then, Cheng Songan had returned to the capital.

Although the Cheng family was not convicted, they were not rehabilitated either. The Cheng family could only operate in the capital, but their actions had to be reported to the Patrol Department.

Cheng Songan could not return home in a high-profile manner, so as not to bring unnecessary trouble to her parents, so she decided to go to Yuqiao Villa.

As soon as I entered the second door, two familiar figures appeared in front of me. Haitang and Qiangwei had already knelt down.

"I got married without telling the girl, this servant..." Qiangwei had her hair tied up in a bun and dressed like a woman, tears streaming down her face as she spoke.

On the way, Cheng Songan learned from Cui Yuanqing that Qiangwei was married to a young man from the Cui family on South Street, and she is now of the same generation as Cui Wenxin and Zhou.

"If I never come back, will you still stay single for the rest of your life?" Cheng Songan said angrily, with tears in her eyes.

Qiangwei glanced at Haitang sideways. She had never thought of getting married.

Haitang calmly changed the subject: "I should have gone outside the city to meet the girl, but..."

Cheng Songan understood that the capital was in a state of panic right now, and the garrisons in the capital were on high alert. If the Cui family made any unusual movement, the three princes, who were fighting to the death with them, would take action.

Haitang picked up Xiao Fengzheng, stroking her face and muttering, "Why don't you look like a girl?"

Cui Yuanqing: ...

As soon as they entered the mountain residence, a shadow suddenly appeared from the side and rushed towards them. Cui Yuanqing gently scolded, "Luoluonu!"

After not seeing each other for five years, Luo Luonu has grown like a little leopard. The lame leg does not affect its majesty at all. The moment it saw Cheng Songan, it suddenly rubbed its head against her feet in grievance, and then meowed softly around the little kite.

The little kite picked it up and it became extremely docile.

Cheng Songan looked around the mountain residence. It had not changed much since she left, except that there was an extra stone tablet in the courtyard with the words "Xiao Zhongnan" written on it.

Qiangwei said, "My Lord has lived here all these years."

Cheng Songan's eyes flashed back to the time when she moved here from Cui Mansion and was angry about turning this place into a Little Zhongnan. Unexpectedly, this place would eventually become Cui Yuanqing's "tomb of the living dead".