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

Last night, after Cheng Songan and Cui Yuanqing entered the ear room, they opened the door and went in to look for Duan Zhuyu. According to the previous life, the most likely person was also Duan Zhuyu.

But Cheng Songan quickly denied this possibility. Her intuition told her that it couldn't be her. She wouldn't be stupid enough to do such a thing in her aunt's house. This would be tantamount to destroying the entire Duan family.

In her previous life, she had many opportunities to meet Cui Yuanqing, but she never used her body to obtain the means to marry into Cui's house. She only used the power in the palace and Prince Xiang's mansion to force him.

From the current perspective, Duan Zhuyu doesn't even like Cui Yuanqing, let alone use this method to get him.

Thinking of Duan Zhuyu, Cheng Songan suddenly remembered what she said about Zhao Lin, so he asked again: "Is Li Wenbin back?"

Haitang replied: "I'm back, waiting for the young lady's instructions."

Cheng Songan nodded and said, "He did a good job, and his monthly salary has increased to the original two taels when he was in the Cheng Mansion."

After sending him to Yangzhou only once, she realized that Li Wenbin in his previous life was not incapable, but had a bad fate. He could control Cheng Zhongwen's thoughts more accurately than her, his biological daughter, and he could also raise the Jin family's expectations of marrying into the Cheng family from five points to nine points. If his original fate could be changed, his future would be unknown.

The lady arranged this, and Haitang agreed and said, "I'll let Qiangwei do it."

Cheng Songan's heart moved, and he asked, "What do you think of Qiangwei and Li Wenbin?"

Haitang was a little puzzled: "Qiangwei originally lived in the Madam's room, and Li Wenbin was the Madam's roommate's son, so naturally they have a better relationship than others."

Cheng Songan shook his head: "I'm not talking about this, I'm talking about whether the two of them have those intentions?"

Haitang finally reacted and refused outright: "Well, young lady, please give up on this idea. If they were interested, Madam Wang would have asked Madam for help long ago. Moreover, Qiangwei herself is a sullen person. If she finds Li Wenbin who is even more taciturn than her, the two of them will stare at each other all day long. They may not be able to get along."

Cheng Songan closed his mouth with some regret. He thought he could find a good home for Qiangwei, but it turned out that she didn't have such an intention. Well, he would slowly look for her, and he would eventually find a reliable one.

She was silent for a moment, and then ordered: "Ask Li Wenbin to help me find out who hurt Mr. Zhao's son."

Haitang was confused by her sudden change of topic: "Why are you investigating this matter, young lady? I heard that Lord Zhao's youngest son is not a good person."

Cheng Songan said: "I'm just selling Duan Zhuyu as a favor."

Just as Haitang was about to agree, someone from Cixiantang came over to say that the Duan family had sent a gift, and the old lady and the mistress invited the young mistress to go to Chunhui Garden.

Haitang said with a smile: "Speak of the devil, and he will appear."

Cheng Songan did not waste any time, quickly dressed up, and came to Chunhui Garden. She entered the main hall, where only Zhang and Old Madam Yu were sitting, and no one from the Duan family was there.

She went forward to greet her. Old Mrs. Yu just nodded slightly and pointed to the first chair on the left for her to sit on, instead of asking her to sit directly next to her as before.

Zhang, who was sitting on the chair on the right, could not hide her displeasure. Her face was dark and her chest was heaving, and it was obvious that she was in great emotional turmoil.

If in the previous life, the Madam and the Old Madam were so angry, Cheng Songan would have been terrified and knelt down to apologize. But now, she has let it go. Let them be angry as they please. It won't hurt her body, so she didn't say anything and just sat there in silence.

As expected, Zhang couldn't hold back and asked coldly, "When did you become so close to the Duan family?"

Cheng Songan leaned forward and said with a smile, "I met him by chance when I went to buy jewelry for my mother last time. We are not close."

Zhang was a little embarrassed when she heard her mention the matter of the kingfisher feather. After all, she was not willing to give back what she had received. However, she was still angry and said in a bad tone, "We can cut off the deal in the future. I have refused these things many times, but they said that they had promised to give them to Madam Cui as a thank-you gift in front of the saint."

Having said that, he couldn't help but glare at her.

Cheng Songan felt it was a little strange. Zhang had a straightforward personality and would get angry easily. But she was a lady from a wealthy family after all, and she would never be jealous just because someone gave a gift to their daughter-in-law. There must be some other reason.

Old Mrs. Yu, who had been silent the whole time, pointed to some gift boxes piled up nearby and said, "It's to thank you for saving his young lady's life yesterday."

The old lady's voice was no longer as heart-warming as before. It was quite cold and her expression was not as kind as before.

Cheng Songan hurriedly stood up and said, "I should have come to tell my grandmother and mother what happened last night, but my wife suddenly had a rash last night, so my husband took me directly back to Yunxiang Pavilion."

Zhang snorted coldly, "My daughter-in-law is a model of a lady from a noble family. She has always been dignified and dignified. Haven't you heard of the reputation of Miss Duan's spoiled reputation among the boudoir? Why are you involved with her?"

Cheng Songan then began to understand that it was Zhang who disliked Duan Zhuyu and thought she was too spoiled.

No wonder in his previous life, when Cui Yuanqing was secretly pressured by Concubine Liu and Princess Xiang to marry Duan Zhuyu, Zhang, who had never gone against her son's wishes, also expressed her attitude, saying that the day Duan Zhuyu came into the family would be the day she would leave home to practice.

Cheng Songan thought that Zhang did this to protect her position as the legal wife, but it turned out that she herself did not like Duan Zhuyu.

But I didn't expect Zhang to hate Duan Zhuyu so much.

Cheng Songan said, "I just thought that last night was a good night for my husband. If Miss Duan had gotten into trouble at that time, the Prince Xiang's mansion would have been in chaos and my husband would have lost face. So I didn't think too much about it. Since my daughter-in-law saved her life, if the Duan family ignored it, they would have owed us a favor. Now that they have sent so many gifts, there is no need to worry about it."

Zhang couldn't win the argument with her, and her face looked so gloomy that water could drip out.

Cheng Songan knew that she couldn't be persuaded, so she stopped talking. It was not certain whether this mother-in-law would still be her mother-in-law in the future, but the Duan family would always be the trusted family of Prince Xiang's Mansion. She knew who was important to her.

For a moment, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law sat there in silence.

Old Mrs. Yu tapped the ground with her cane and said calmly to Cheng Songan, "Songan, kneel down for your mother-in-law."

The tone of her voice was too natural, just like offering a cup of tea to her mother-in-law. Not only Cheng Songan, but even Zhang was stunned for a moment.

Although Cheng Songan was surprised, he could not disobey. He took a deep breath, walked in front of Zhang, and knelt down.

Zhang's eyes widened and she stammered to Old Lady Yu, "Mother, this, this is not what I meant."

Old Madam Yu still said calmly: "She did something wrong, I will punish her. If you don't like it, just go back."

When Zhang saw Cheng Songan kneeling down, she regretted that she had just given her such a harsh face, and said to her, "It's enough that you know you're wrong. Get up."

Cheng Songan was about to get up.

Old Madam Yu slammed her cane on the ground and said sternly, "Did I let you get up? Are there still rules? Go to the ancestral hall and kneel for an hour!"