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

Cheng Songan was so amused by his sudden crying that he didn't know whether to cry or laugh. Old Madam Yu shouted in the room, "You little monkey, why are you crying on such a happy day? Why don't you go out and answer the question?"

Si Bian quickly stood up, wiped his eyes with his sleeve, smiled awkwardly, but his smile was uglier than crying, then bowed and was about to walk out.

Cheng Songan suddenly remembered something and called him: "After you reply, come over again. I have something to ask you."

Si Bian agreed to go without hesitation.

Cheng Songan returned to the house and said to Old Lady Yu, "There is no time to lose. Grandma, please go back now. With you here, no one dares to do anything to Zheng'er."

Old Madam Yu was silent and solemn. She looked out the window for a while before turning back and saying, "Yun Dai, just go ahead and do what you want to do. Yuan Er will help you. If Xiao Nian Ye doesn't come back, I have plans for you."

Cheng Songan shook her head. The saint in her previous life passed away on the twenty-sixth day of the twelfth lunar month. If she wanted to complete her plan of returning this time, she had to ensure that she was present when the saint passed away. In other words, she could not leave the palace before the New Year's Eve.

"Grandma, I will definitely be able to spend New Year's Eve with you this year. Don't worry, just wait for me at home. I'll leave Zheng'er to you."

Old Madam Yu asked Cheng Wanxin to take Yong'er and Xiao Fengzheng outside first. Tears flowed before she spoke. She just held Cheng Song'an's shoulders and said, "Promise Grandmother that you will be fine."

In order to make himself leave cruelly, he let go of her hand after he finished speaking and left the Fisherman and Woodcutter Villa without looking back.

Haitang, who stayed behind, pulled Cheng Songan to the dressing table and dressed her up again, as if they had never been apart before: "Miss, you can't leave me this time."

"No," Cheng Songan looked at her in the mirror. Haitang's face was the same as before, but with a hint of worry. He patted her hand and said, "Haitang, you always lived for me before. I thought it was good for you to keep you in Beijing. Was I wrong?"

Haitang smiled gently, "Silly girl, you did nothing wrong. I have lived a good life in the past five years. The old lady has never treated me as a servant. She loves me as much as the second young lady. Yong'er is also obedient. Although I don't like Xue Tingrong, I like Yong'er from the bottom of my heart."

Cheng Songan felt a little relieved. When she finished dressing up, Sibian was already waiting in the corridor.

Calling him into the house, Cheng Songan asked directly, "Has your master never had anyone serve him closely in the past few years?"

Si Bian's eyes turned red. "Since you left, the master has never slept a full night. At first, he had nightmares every night. Every time he woke up at night, he was sweating. When I asked him what was wrong, he just stared at the tent and said nothing."

"Later, the master asked his wife to find a marriage for me. From then on, I didn't need to take care of him personally. I only came here to work during the day. I know that the master could only sleep for two hours at most every night in the past two years. I heard from the second gate master that the master would sit in front of the stone tablet in the yard at night, either playing the piano or looking at the grape vines. He would not return to the house until the third watch, and would get up again at the 3:00 am the next day. The lights in the house were never turned off..."

At this point, Si Bian sobbed again, "Grandma, I haven't seen the master so energetic in a long time. You, you must not leave again."

Cheng Songan felt a surge of pain in his heart. Cui Yuanqing's current condition seemed very similar to his previous life, except that he had been poisoned in his previous life, which accelerated the decline of his body. But if Cui Yuanqing continued to torture himself, he would not live past the age of thirty-five.

He experienced completely all the suffering she had endured in her previous life.

Cheng Songan turned his head inadvertently, and when he was sure that his tears would not fall, he spoke again: "What did the people in the Prince Xiang's Mansion say?"

"They only said that they wanted you to come over for a chat," Si Bian scratched his head, "but they didn't say whether it was the princess's intention."

……

The carriage stopped outside Prince Xiang's mansion. After the guests got off, the servant outside the door came over and pulled the carriage to the side of the alley.

Cheng Songan looked up and it seemed that nothing had changed. When she first came here five years ago, it was the last banquet for Cui Yuanqing when he was appointed as the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. That day, there was a lot of traffic in front of the mansion, and the Prince Xiang's Mansion was very lively, without the majesty it has today.

"Miss Cheng, how are you?"

Cheng Songan looked towards the source of the voice. Prince Xiang was wearing an indigo robe, which was the same robe that Princess Xiang had made from the cloth she had obtained from her. He had a faint smile on his face, just like the way he looked in his previous life when Cheng Songan entered the palace as a lady of honor to pay homage to the Queen after he ascended the throne.

It’s just that in his previous life, he was gentle in his majesty, but now he had a bit of unpredictable gloom.

Cheng Songan bowed and saluted: "Greetings to the prince."

King Xiang smiled and said, "No need to be polite. Miss Cheng has been hard to find for Xuanzhen these years. Why did she suddenly come back now?"

Cheng Songan lowered his eyes and smiled faintly: "Back then, I was impulsive and left home in anger. After all, we were husband and wife, and I still haven't let it go."

"Nothing else?" King Xiang still had a smile on his face, but his eyes were very cold, revealing a sense of oppression from a superior.

Cheng Songan raised his head, met his gaze, and asked, "What does Your Majesty think?"

King Xiang was not angry because of her impoliteness. Instead, he looked at her with amusement and sighed, "At least, I thought Miss Cheng would bring me the news of your second sister's death."

The corner of his scarlet robe fluttered in the wind. Cui Yuanqing fell off his horse behind Cheng Songan and said respectfully in a joking manner, "Your Majesty is not good at joking. Why are you trying to scare my wife today?"

A smile appeared in the eyes of King Xiang again: "Xuanzhen is here."

Cui Yuanqing stood side by side with Cheng Songan, leaning against her gently, and said, "Back then, I asked the Saint to marry my aunt's sister Wanxin as a concubine. I was really foolish. Not only did I delay Wanxin in the mansion for many years, but I also made Madam so angry that she ran away. This is all my fault, not Wanxin. She has been focusing on raising Yong'er all these years, and it has been really hard. Your Majesty, please don't curse her."

The expression on King Xiang's face did not change at all, and he still had a gentle smile on his face: "Xuan Zhen never called himself a vassal in front of me before."

Cui Yuanqing smiled slightly and said, "If Your Majesty doesn't like it, Xuanzhen will change it."

"As the saying goes, clothes are better when new, and people are better when old." King Xiang walked towards the palace gate first, leading the two men to follow behind him, and said as he walked, "Miss Cheng, take a look at my old clothes. Is it more suitable than new clothes?"

Cheng Songan answered irrelevantly: "Your Majesty, Xuanzhen and I are still married. If you call me Miss Cheng, I'm afraid Xuanzhen will get angry with me when she gets home."

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at Cui Yuanqing: "My husband, what do you think?"

Although he knew that she was deliberately acting like this in front of the King, he still couldn't help but feel warm. After a pause, he replied politely, "Your Highness is feeling sorry for me and blames Madam for leaving me. Xuanzhen and Your Highness have been together for many years. How could she not know that he loves me? How could she be angry? Madam, please don't make fun of Your Highness."

Upon hearing this, the King of Xiang's eyebrows moved slightly. He looked at the affection between the two of them with interest, and said with a smile: "The princess has been thinking about Madam Cui for a long time. Go and see her quickly."