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

"I said, I never started with you, so what's the point of starting over?" Cheng Songan had cried enough and leaned on his back as if nothing had happened.

Cui Yuanqing walked slowly, was silent for a while, and asked, "Cheng Songan, your attitude towards me changed overnight. What happened on the day of our wedding?"

Cheng Songan's heart skipped a beat. Cui Yuanqing had never had any private contact with her since they got engaged. Even though the outside world was saying that she loved him, he never responded. So how did he find out that her attitude towards him changed on the day of their marriage?

That day was the day of her rebirth, and it was her secret. She had always disguised herself very well, and even though she had changed from her previous life, no one could tell that she was not the same person she used to be.

She had always known that Cui Yuanqing was a very meticulous person, but she had never expected him to be this meticulous.

Cheng Songan said coldly: "Nothing, I just saw clearly that you treated me very badly."

"Yes, I was not nice to you." Cui Yuanqing admitted it directly without any hesitation.

Cheng Songan was a little annoyed. She would rather he refute her, so that she could list to him one by one how he treated her badly. This unhesitating admission clearly showed that he was sure that she could do nothing about it.

The next moment, Cui Yuanqing said again: "Wait a little longer, okay? Wait until I come back from Jiangnan."

Cheng Songan was startled: "What?"

Cui Yuanqing stopped and said with his head down: "After returning from Jiangnan, I took out my heart and showed it to you."

This sentence is too simple to be said by a brilliant Hanlin scholar, but it seems to be more carefully considered than when he was studying articles. Cui Yuanqing was gifted since childhood and became famous in the capital for his poetry and literary talent, but he never used his talent for love.

Cheng Songan's heartbeat passed through her chest and hit Cui Yuanqing's back, and in response she heard Cui Yuanqing's even stronger heartbeat.

Soon, she calmed down. She was fed up with his inconsistency: "Master Cui, this is really funny. You seem to have forgotten that you left me and had a secret meeting with my second sister in the courtyard. Humph, I don't want to see your heart. It's too dirty."

Cui Yuanqing stumbled, then quickly and steadily held Cheng Songan, stopped talking, and walked even slower. This road seemed extremely long to him.

"Master Cui, if you don't want to divorce, just keep living like this. Sincerity is a precious thing, not everyone has it, and it won't be cherished just by giving it away. I once showed my heart to others like this, but he didn't care."

Cui Yuanqing still didn't say a word, but his body was tense and his back was stiff and uncomfortable.

Cheng Songan looked up at the moon and murmured, "By the east city, on the south road, the sun is shining on the pavilion, competing with the fragrant wheel. The banquet is over, who can continue the fragrance? It is even better to have a bright palace, a few branches are evenly distributed on the edge of the sun. The golden cup is overturned, the candle is burned out, and the dusk is ignored."

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When they returned to the entrance of Yunxiang Pavilion, Cheng Songan asked him to put her down, but Cui Yuanqing stubbornly carried her into the house, put her directly on the Luohan bed, and untied her cloak before turning around and leaving.

Taxue had seen it early and winked at the maids with a smile. The maids immediately took a few servant girls to the stove to boil water.

Not long after, Cui Yuanqing came back with a jar of something and gently placed it on the table.

Cheng Songan glanced at it in confusion.

Cui Yuanqing opened the seal and a faint fragrance immediately wafted out. It was the fine wine that had been buried for at least ten years. He stared at Cheng Songan and said, "I buried this jar of wine when I was more than ten years old. You drank so much today, but none of them were with me. Why don't you drink another glass to bid me farewell?"

Cheng Songan smelled the rich aroma of fine wine, and told Taxue to bring a cup and pour it. He raised it to his lips and suddenly smiled: "You buried it for ten years, and you didn't dig it out to drink on the day you passed the imperial examination or on your wedding night. I guess you are waiting for a more important time, right?"

Cui Yuanqing lowered his eyes, poured himself a cup, clinked his cup with hers, nodded and said, "I'm waiting for a child to grow up, but when she grew up, she didn't recognize me."

Cheng Songan sneered: "Why are you so hypocritical? He didn't recognize you, just tell him."

Cui Yuanqing's Adam's apple rolled, he tilted his head back, took the wine into his mouth and drank it all in one gulp.

Cheng Songan had already drunk quite a bit of wine, and was infected by him and also became excited. He swallowed the strong liquor without saying a word.

Cui Yuanqing poured two more cups and said softly, "Cheng Songan, you have grown up."

This wine was much stronger than the fruit wine at the banquet. Cheng Songan had already drunk a lot, and now he felt even more dizzy. He held his chin with both hands and looked at him and said, "Of course I have grown up. In a few years, I will die."

Cui Yuanqing frowned: "Don't talk nonsense."

Cheng Songan raised his head and drank another cup. He shook his hair that had fallen down a little bit, pointed at him and said, "Stop pretending, Cui Yuanqing. You are the reason why I am dead. You killed me."

Cui Yuanqing's handsome face looked soft and clear under the light, even when he frowned, he looked very handsome. He looked at Cheng Songan quietly, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "You are drunk."

Cheng Songan walked up to him, held his face and said, "I'm not drunk, Cui Yuanqing, why didn't you tell me from the beginning that you liked my second sister? If you told me before the marriage, I would have given the marriage to her and I wouldn't have to die."

Hearing her say that death was so natural, Cui Yuanqing was stunned for a moment, then blurted out, "I don't like her."

Cheng Songan slapped his face and said angrily, "Nonsense, you've already married her."

Cui Yuanqing took her hand off, placed it on her side, pulled her into his arms, and said softly, "Cheng Songan, stop messing around."

Cheng Songan was caught by his hand, very impatient, struggled to stretch it out again, rubbing his face: "Cui Yuanqing, your heart is not clean, but your eyebrows and eyes are beautiful, like my brother Sansi."

Cui Yuanqing's heart was moved, his eyes were full of tenderness, he held her shoulders and asked, "You haven't forgotten, right? Xiao Yundai, remember Brother Sansi."

Cheng Songan calmed down after being asked this question. He stared into his eyes for a while, then suddenly leaned forward and kissed the corner of his eye, murmuring, "Why hasn't Brother Sansi come to pick me up yet? Cui Yuanqing, you've been so mean to me."

Cui Yuanqing picked her up, put her astride his legs, and kissed her lips hard on the back of her head.

Cheng Songan was having trouble breathing, so he hit him hard and backed away, saying, "I can't breathe."

Cui Yuanqing asked in silence: "Cheng Yundai, who am I?"

Cheng Songan became more conscious and deliberately leaned forward to his chest, then kissed his eyebrows and eyes: "Cui Yuanqing, you are Cui Yuanqing."

Cui Yuanqing was so excited by her actions that sweat broke out on his forehead. He carried her to the bed, and Cheng Songan consciously wrapped her legs around his waist.

Cui Yuanqing restrained himself, the corner of his lips curled up between her eyebrows: "Why are you so obedient after drinking?"