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

Cui Yuanqing took a step forward and grabbed her wrist, half lifting her up, and asked in a deep voice: "Why are you always disobedient? Why do you always get entangled with her?"

Cheng Songan's expression suddenly changed, his eyes were as cold as a knife, and his tone became somewhat gloomy: "Why should I listen to you? Are you going to use the rule of obeying your husband to suppress me? Even if others hurt me, I still have to be generous and virtuous. Is this the kind of wife you want? Then I am really unworthy!"

Cui Yuanqing felt a chill in his heart when he was glared at by her. It seemed that she had never expressed her anger, fearlessness, and even some contempt so openly before.

He forgot to be angry and actually missed her without the mask. He couldn't help but soften his tone and whispered, "She has no reason to hurt you!"

Cheng Songan's emotions gradually calmed down, and he smiled disdainfully and said, "Master Cui, should I say that you are biased against me and partial to my second sister, or should I say that you underestimate your position in her heart?"

Cui Yuanqing blushed in astonishment, then frowned and said, "Don't talk nonsense. I've told you again and again that I have nothing to do with her. Don't provoke her. Let's talk about everything after I come back from Jiangnan."

Cheng Song stared at him quietly for a while and no longer had the mood to argue with him. She had told him clearly that Cheng Wanxin wanted to harm her for him and even bribed her maid. Even though Yulan was dead, he still believed that Cheng Wanxin was innocent.

She suddenly realized that Cui Yuanqing might not be confessing anything to her at all. He was just afraid that if she went to Jiangnan, she would no longer have the time to take care of the capital and was afraid that she would provoke Cheng Wanxin!

"Heh!" Cheng Songan sneered, and then couldn't control her laughter anymore. Her shoulders shook with laughter and her head tilted back. She didn't look like a lady from a noble family at all.

Cui Yuanqing looked at her unhappily, not understanding what was so funny about his words.

Cheng Songan laughed for a while, looked up at him, and asked with some sadness: "Master Cui, in your heart, what is my wife? Is she a tool for you to reproduce, or a housekeeper to manage your harem, or a helper to help you ascend to a higher position?"

Cui Yuanqing's face was unpredictable, his slightly furrowed brows were almost twisted into a line, but his facial features were still handsome. He clenched his fists and moved the corners of his lips: "You are me..."

After saying three words, he stopped, and then remained silent for a long time.

"Is it so hard to say?" Cheng Songan laughed at himself. "I didn't manage your inner house well, and I didn't have any offspring. Only your father can help you in the officialdom. So, my role is to wait for you quietly in this small place, right?"

There was endless misery and sadness in her voice: "I am just a sparrow that you raise. You can tease me when you are happy, and throw me aside when you are unhappy. Let me die on my own. If I die, I am afraid you won't even know whether I died of thirst, hunger, or was pinched to death!"

Cui Yuanqing heard the word death again. She had been talking about it all the time recently, and she couldn't help but get angry again. She shouted gloomily, "Don't mention death!"

"I want to bring it up!" Cheng Songan's sharp voice drowned out his. "Listen carefully, I will never die before you again in this life. If you are willing to let me go, that would be the best. If you are not willing to let me go, I will not hesitate to perish together with you! It's your business if you believe in her, but if she, Cheng Wanxin, dares to provoke me, I will definitely pay her back tenfold! And you too!"

Cui Yuanqing didn't know that she would sincerely resent Cheng Wanxin, so he compromised a little and said, "You misunderstood that there was something going on between me and your second sister. I didn't deny it. I had selfish motives and thought you would be jealous. She wasn't against me, but..."

"You, you wait until I come back from Jiangnan and then I'll explain it to you, isn't that okay?"

Cheng Songan stared at the bed not far away in a daze, and the summer of her previous life with the blood-red setting sun appeared before her eyes. She covered herself with a thin quilt, but still felt cold. Cui Yuanqing took Cheng Wanxin into his mansion, and she questioned him unwillingly, and he said: Let me explain to you later.

This wait lasted for a lifetime. What would it matter if he explained it again? In the end, it would not bring back her youth and love of more than ten years! If he explained it clearly, could she forget the ten years of neglect she had endured?

"Shut up! Cui Yuanqing!" Cheng Song'an's eyes were red, and she pointed her slender finger at him and said, "Hide your hypocritical and cold heart. I don't want to see it. What does it have to do with me whether you have a relationship with Cheng Wanxin? I tell you clearly, even if you never recognize her, even if you tell me that you have me in your heart, I can't take you to heart! You don't have to give me your heart. If I want to see it, I must cut it out with a knife."

Every word she said was like a thunderclap, hitting Cui Yuanqing's head hard. It was as if his heart was being dragged by her, being pulled out from his chest, along with his blood vessels and flesh and bones. The pain was so severe that he could hardly stand it - it turned out that she hated him to the point that she refused to hide it.

He originally thought that he could use a lifetime of indifference to resist her false modesty, but he never expected that she had never taken him seriously since the day they got married, let alone taken his indifference to heart.

She hid Si Tui's necklace, making him think that she liked Si Tui. But it was not the case. She remembered his poems and thought about "Brother San Si" when she was drunk. She was no longer dignified and virtuous all day long. She seemed to have become the wild girl who once made his heart beat fast and made him wait for her to grow up.

He stayed in the office for half a month to calm down. He was in agony every moment. Finally, he realized his own heart. Even if it meant breaking the oath he made that year, he wanted to put aside the past that had tormented him for nearly ten years. He would go home and tell her that he would show her his heart.

Cui Yuanqing opened his mouth, but found that he could only make a hoarse sound: "You... hate me so much?"

Cheng Songan's emotions were too turbulent today, and his blood was boiling. He felt dizzy and closed his eyes and answered, "Yes."

In an instant, Cui Yuanqing's expression became fierce again. He suddenly pulled Cheng Songan's shoulders, his eyes turned terribly red, and he covered her lips fiercely, kissing her almost madly.

Cheng Songan closed her mouth and refused to open it, scratching a bloody mark on his neck. Cui Yuanqing seemed not to feel the pain, but just hugged her. Their bones collided with each other, and she hissed in pain. He immediately broke into her mouth.

"Let me go, Cui Yuanqing, please let me go..." Cheng Songan was out of strength. He closed his eyes, cried in despair, and kept muttering.

Tears fell into Cui Yuanqing's mouth, and he felt a salty and bitter taste in his mouth. He stopped as if waking up from a dream, his eyes reddened, and he whispered: "You didn't keep your promise..."

Cheng Songan couldn't hear what he was saying at all. He just struggled out of his arms immediately, took the sword bestowed by the emperor hanging on the wall, and pulled it out with a swish. He held the hilt with trembling hands, pointed the tip of the sword at Cui Yuanqing, and said with tears in his eyes: "If you go crazy again, I will kill you!"

Cui Yuanqing laughed loudly towards the sky, and a tear slipped down inadvertently. He quickly restrained his expression, took a step forward and clamped the sword with one hand. The sword did not move at all no matter how Cheng Songan stabbed it.

"Young Master, let the girl go!" The closed door was pushed open heavily with a muffled sound. Taxue's weak shoulders fell under the sword. She stood fearlessly in front of Cheng Songan and faced her former master fiercely.

Cui Yuanqing narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Get out!"

A ferocious light suddenly appeared in Taxue's eyes, like a wolf ready to pounce and bite people at any time.

Cheng Songan said anxiously: "Get out!"

Haitang and Qiangwei also followed in in time and were frightened by the scene before them.

Cui Yuanqing grabbed the long sword with his hands and swung it in a sword flower. The hilt was already in his hand. He put the hilt back in Cheng Songan's hand, stood behind her, and covered her with his hands: "If you want to kill me, start by learning how to hold the sword tightly in your hand."