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

After hearing what Cheng Songan said, Haitang was so anxious that she kept pulling her sleeves. She was already kneeling as punishment, how could she talk back like that? Why not bow her head and admit her fault first?

But Xing Er smiled when she heard this. She helped Cheng Song An up and said, "The old lady said that if grandma admits her mistake, she will kneel for another hour. If she doesn't admit her mistake, I will take her back to Chunhui Garden."

Cheng Songan's legs had lost feeling from kneeling, and when he stood up suddenly, he almost fell to the ground, frightening Haitang who hurried to help him.

Xing Er looked embarrassed and whispered, "Please forgive me, Grandma. The old lady said that we are not allowed to help you on the way back."

Haitang almost looked like she was crying, but Cheng Songan just smiled and didn't care.

Cheng Songan held onto the table, enduring the pain and numbness in his legs, and took two trembling steps. He waited until he got used to the feeling before moving towards the door.

Haitang and Xing'er held their arms outstretched, one on each side of her, afraid that she would fall, and walked out of the ancestral hall.

As soon as she came out, she saw a few servants standing not far away, carrying a rattan mat. Seeing them come out, Zhang's maid Xiuhe came over to help Cheng Songan and said, "Madam, please sit down. Madam has asked them to carry you to Chunhui Garden."

Cheng Songan turned around and blinked at Haitang. Haitang suddenly realized what had happened and hurriedly ran forward to help her onto the rattan drawer.

Xing'er smiled slightly and led them to Chunhui Garden.

After arriving, Cheng Songan calmed down and his legs were almost recovered, so Xiuhe took a few servants back to report.

Xing'er sent Cheng Song'an into Old Madam Yu's bedroom. The old lady was lying on the couch by the window with her eyes closed, resting. A pillow with a python pattern was leaning against her back. Two little maids were massaging her legs.

Seeing Xing'er and Cheng Song'an come in, the two little girls hurriedly packed up their things and left.

Cheng Songan quietly walked over, knelt on both knees in front of the couch, hugged Old Lady Yu's legs and said with a smile: "Grandma, Yun Dai has finished kneeling."

Old Madam Yu opened her eyes and snorted, "Why are you kneeling again after kneeling for so long?"

Cheng Songan stood up, climbed onto the chaise longue, and started massaging her legs.

Old Madam Yu couldn't hold it in any longer and burst out laughing. She pinched her pink cheeks and said angrily, "Girl, I really can't do anything to you."

Cheng Songan leaned into her arms like a candy, and said coquettishly, "Grandma said, I was really scared at first, and I thought you really hated me."

Old Madam Yu said angrily, "Bah, you have no shame. If I didn't despise you, why would I let you kneel in the ancestral hall?"

Cheng Songan smiled and said, "Grandmother loves me, so she asked me to kneel down for my mother-in-law to see."

Old Madam Yu extended her index finger, tapped her forehead, and said lovingly, "Look how clever you are. Do you know why your mother-in-law is so angry?"

Cheng Songan really didn't know, so he hurriedly listened to the reason carefully.

Old Madam Yu said, "There is no one around, so I'll just tell you what I'm saying. This matter is all my fault."

It turned out that Zhang and Duan Zhuyu's mother, Fan, were of similar age. More than 20 years ago, the two were equally famous in Beijing for their looks and talents, but Fan's family background was higher, so she often disliked Zhang and felt that she was not worthy of being on par with herself.

Later, the two of them discussed marriage at about the same time. Cui Yuanqing's father, Cui Ziqi, was of average talent when he was young, but he was handsome, so there was a constant stream of people suggesting marriages for him.

Old Madam Yu had set her sights on Zhang from the very beginning, but Cui Ziqi was interested in Fan. Old Madam Yu had no choice but to ask someone to go to the Fan residence to mediate. Fan was proud and arrogant, so she immediately asked her family to reject the idea.

Cui Ziqi was devastated and followed his mother's arrangement to marry Zhang. After the marriage, Zhang was cute and adorable, and the two fell in love and lived in harmony. However, the news that Cui Ziqi had proposed to Fan came from somewhere, and Zhang found out about it. She ran back to her parents' home and cried for several days. Old Lady Yu personally brought Cui Ziqi to her home to take him back.

But this matter was also known by Fan. When they met at a banquet, she laughed at Zhang several times, openly and secretly. Fortunately, Cui Ziqi protected Zhang everywhere, otherwise she would have been so angry that she would have returned to her parents' home.

Over the past decade, the Cui Mansion had no contact with the Fan Mansion and the Duan Mansion in order to avoid Zhang's anger. Even Cui Yuanqing's support for Prince Xiang had never surfaced, so they lived in peace.

But today, Duan Zhuyu sent so many gifts, which reminded Zhang of the past events again, so she got angry.

Only then did Cheng Songan realize that such a thing existed and he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Zhang's life was much happier than Fan's. Although Cui Ziqi was mediocre and only a fifth-rank official for many years, he was devoted to Zhang. Now his son is a third-rank minister at a young age. Although Fan married better than Zhang, she had more people and more things to do in her family, and she did not live as happily as Zhang.

After hearing this anecdote, Cheng Songan smiled slightly, and felt that it was just a small matter and it was not necessary for Old Lady Yu to create such a false impression. Zhang was not that angry.

As expected, Old Lady Yu continued, "Sit still, I want to interrogate you."

Cheng Songan chuckled, hugged her arm and said, "Old Ancestor wants to be a judge? And he wants to judge me."

Old Madam Yu said with a snort, "Don't be so playful. I'm asking you seriously, do you admit your mistake?"

Cheng Songan then stopped smiling, half-knelt on the couch, lowered his head and replied: "My granddaughter-in-law doesn't recognize me."

Old Madam Yu nodded slowly, and did not respond for a long while. After a long while, she said, "Good boy, get up."

Cheng Songan sat on the kang, lowered his head and listened carefully to her continued questions.

Old Lady Yu said, "Don't blame me for loving you. Your grandfather also liked you when he was alive. Your father-in-law and mother-in-law are just for show. None of them can see what their son is going to do. On the contrary, you are Yuan'er's confidant."

When Cheng Songan heard the word "confidant", she smiled awkwardly. It was true that she was walking the same path as Cui Yuanqing, but calling her a confidant was really ridiculous.

But she could only nod and say, "I'm glad that Grandmother doesn't blame me. Even if she does, there's nothing I can do about it now. The things from Prince Xiang have already been delivered."

Old Madam Yu nodded and said, "I don't blame you. Since you won't admit your mistake, you'll have to go all the way. If you succeed, both our Cui and Cheng families will be honored. If not, you and Yuan'er will just share life and death together."

Cheng Songan was speechless for a moment. She knew it would work, but she was also vaguely uneasy. Perhaps something would happen in this life. After all, she might be reborn. If it didn't work out, could she and Cui Yuanqing really share life and death together?

Old Madam Yu added, "Just do it. Your mother-in-law is tough on the outside but soft on the inside. In the future, as long as you don't bring Duan Zhuyu home, she won't bother you again."

Cheng Songan nodded: "Grandson's wife understands."

Old Madam Yu patted her hands and sighed, "Child, others may not see it, but Grandma understands that there is something wrong between you and Yuan'er, but Grandma promises you that he will not let you down. Don't blame him, give him a chance."