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

From the day Cheng Songan got married, Old Madam Yu had never said anything harsh to her, let alone something so harsh.

Even Zhang rarely saw her get angry, but she knew that her mother-in-law was strong-willed and would not easily change her mind about things she had made up her mind about. Therefore, she knew that she was the gentlest, but she was also a little afraid of her.

She was originally just dissatisfied with Cheng Songan's relationship with the Duan family, and her mother-in-law indulged her, so she wanted to take this opportunity to criticize her, but she never thought of humiliating her in front of everyone in the room, let alone kneeling in the ancestral hall.

Less than a month after her marriage, the bride was scolded and made to kneel in the ancestral hall. Within a day, the news would spread outside, and she would definitely have a reputation for being mean. If the news spread to the Duan family, it would be even more ridiculous.

Zhang felt a chill in her heart and hurriedly stood up to plead for Cheng Songan: "Mother, the punishment is too severe. I'm afraid my knees will be broken after an hour."

Old Madam Yu lifted her eyelids and glanced at her calmly, saying, "You can't manage your daughter-in-law well, so I'll do it for you. You have nothing to do here, so go down."

Zhang wanted to say something else, but was glanced at by Old Lady Yu. She was so scared that she dared not say anything more and immediately stood up and went back to Cixian Hall.

Cheng Songan waited for Zhang to leave, then slowly stood up and said to Old Lady Yu, "Grandma, my granddaughter-in-law has gone to the ancestral hall."

Old Madam Yu raised her hand, and Jun Hui, the maid beside her, opened the pile of gift boxes that was as tall as a person.

Cheng Songan took a quick look and found that most of the items were gold, silver and jewelry. Although they were valuable, they were nothing special. The most eye-catching thing was an ancient zither placed aside, which did not look like a common item.

Duan Zhuyu knew that she was not good at music.

Old Madam Yu said, "Go and play a piece of 'High Mountains and Flowing Water'."

Cheng Songan's brows twitched slightly, and she walked over and plucked the strings of the guqin with her hands. The guqin made a clanging sound, but it was a little unpleasant because she plucked it carelessly.

She raised the corners of her mouth slightly and said, "My granddaughter-in-law can't play the piano."

Old Madam Yu was not surprised. She stared at her with eyes that saw through the world and said, "It's okay. When the Duan family sent the zither, they said that their master said that although I am not as smart as Master Kuang, I can understand the elegant meaning of music by just listening to it."

Cheng Songan's heart beat faster. The Duan family used this zither to tell her that they understood her good intentions. As for what good intentions were, it must be that she had instructed Prince Ning Zhao to please Emperor Longxi at the Burning Tail Banquet.

The master the man who sent the zither to was not the Duan family, but the Xiang Wang and his wife behind the Duan family. They were able to see the whole picture from a small part, and it was inevitable that they would eventually rise to a high position with such understanding.

Initially, Cheng Songan just wanted to take advantage of Prince Ning Zhao's favor to win his favor. After the overall situation was settled, with the help of Princess Xiang and Ning Zhao's mother and son, she would be able to attack or defend, and would not be led by Cui Yuanqing by the nose, and she would also be able to protect the Cheng family.

But by doing this, King Xiang and his wife had recruited her, so she had no choice but to work for them. Fortunately, this road was a visible bright avenue, and she only had to follow the trend of her previous life.

Cheng Songan plucked the strings again, and another clanging sound came out. She asked Mrs. Yu, "Can grandma play the piano?"

Old Madam Yu looked at the zither and said calmly, "I do know a thing or two."

Cheng Songan smiled and said, "I will ask you for advice in the future. I hope you will give me some advice."

Old Mrs. Yu did not answer.

Cheng Songan bowed and saluted: "Then granddaughter-in-law will go to the ancestral hall and kneel down."

Old Madam Yu said, "I'll send someone over in an hour."

Cheng Songan nodded and said, "Yes."

Afterwards, he took Haitang out of the main hall.

As soon as they left Chunhui Garden, Haitang was so anxious that she almost cried. She couldn't help but said, "Young lady, you are too honest. It's not your fault that the Duan family's young lady came to give you something. Even if the madam is unhappy, the old lady can't let you kneel in the ancestral hall!"

"I loved you so much in the past, is it possible that..."

Before she could finish, Cheng Songan interrupted her: "Don't gossip behind the old lady's back!"

Haitang said aggrievedly: "Miss, why didn't you say anything to explain yourself? You must have knelt for an hour. Your legs can't bear it."

Cheng Songan smiled and said, "Why should I argue? The facts are there, and grandma did nothing wrong."

Haitang said anxiously: "That's not the case. Look at you, how can you still laugh..."

Cheng Songan patted her hands to comfort her: "If you don't laugh, are you going to cry? Kneeling in the ancestral hall crying, will people think I am wronged?"

Haitang choked, and she couldn't convince her no matter what she did, so she followed her to the Cui Family Ancestral Hall dejectedly.

Cheng Songan entered the ancestral hall and was not interested in any of the Cui family's ancestors. The only person she had some impression of was Cui Yuanqing's grandfather, a very friendly old man.

When Cheng Songan was twelve years old, Grandpa Cui went to Cheng's house. At that time, she had returned to the capital and was learning to be a lady from a noble family. Grandpa Cui pulled her over and asked, "Does Yun Dai like Brother Yuan Qing?"

Cheng Songan looked at him with blank eyes: "I don't know, is Brother Yuanqing good-looking?"

Mr. Cui laughed so hard that his beard was blown up. One day after court, he and Cheng Zhongwen took her to the road leading to Songshan Academy and waited for Cui Yuanqing to pass by.

Cui Yuanqing was fifteen years old at that time, two years away from being appointed as a Hanlin scholar, but he had grown into a noble and elegant young man. When he smiled, he looked very much like the carefree and unrestrained young man she had met in Yizhou.

Cheng Songan immediately said to Master Cui: "I like Brother Yuanqing."

Cui Taigong patted his thigh with joy and asked with a smile: "Then are you willing to marry Brother Yuanqing?"

Cheng Songan looked at Cui Yuanqing, whose smile only appeared for a moment, and nodded: "I do."

If she married Brother Yuan Qing, he would definitely smile every day.

Later, when she heard about Cui Yuanqing's attitude towards this marriage, she became furious and made Cui Taigong sick. A year later, Cui Taigong became seriously ill and refused to die before his death. He asked Cui Yuanqing to marry her, and Cui Yuanqing had no choice but to agree.

Cheng Songan buried the past deep in his heart, walked to the tablet of Mr. Cui, wiped it silently for him, lit three incense sticks and bowed.

Then she retreated to the mat and knelt down.

Haitang still couldn't bear to see her kneeling like this, so she said, "I'll go find the master and ask him to persuade the old lady."

Cheng Songan smiled bitterly: "What's the point of looking for him? He won't care."

Haitang didn't believe it. How could he not care after the noise they made last night?

Cheng Songan was so annoyed by her that he said, "Then go ahead."

Now that Haitang is gone, she can finally be alone in peace for a while.

The three incense sticks gradually burned out, leaving only a wisp of green smoke. Cheng Songan sighed softly, smiled bitterly and said, "Grandfather, Yun Dai is a little regretful."

"Do you regret marrying me?" A clear and sharp question suddenly came from outside the door.

Cui Yuanqing actually came.

Cheng Songan looked outside with some surprise, and saw a nobleman in a plain robe, whose stunning appearance could not be concealed, standing at the entrance of the ancestral hall with his hands behind his back, with a look of indifference on his face.