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

At this hour, the lights were just coming on, and the night in the capital was even more prosperous than the day. Carriages were moving slowly on the streets, and the noise outside was endless.

Cheng Songan looked at the man lying on his legs, his breathing gradually becoming even. For a moment, he had an illusion that they were an old couple who supported each other through thick and thin, and the bustling world outside, separated by a window, had nothing to do with them.

Not long after, the carriage gradually stopped, and Qiangwei said softly outside: "Miss, we have arrived at Hongyan Tower."

Cui Yuanqing immediately opened his eyes, lifted his head from Cheng Songan's legs, and whispered, "Go ahead. If you hear or see anything tonight, don't worry about it."

Cheng Songan felt a little uneasy and couldn't help asking, "Cui Yuanqing, what are you going to do? If you don't go to Jiangnan tonight, you will be discovered soon."

Cui Yuanqing's handsome eyebrows curved, he stared at Cheng Songan's somewhat serious face, and said firmly: "Cheng Songan, you care about me."

Cheng Songan rolled her eyes at him. They were husband and wife, and if he disobeyed the emperor's order and angered the emperor, the entire Cui family would be in trouble, including her, the new bride. How could she not care?

Seeing that she was about to get angry again, Cui Yuanqing said gently, "You won't be discovered, go ahead."

Cheng Songan moved to stand up doubtfully, but staggered and fell on his seat - his legs were numb from being pressed by Cui Yuanqing all the way. When he stood up suddenly, it felt like countless sharp needles were pricking his legs, making them numb and itchy.

Cui Yuanqing's lips moved as if he wanted to laugh, and he stretched out a hand to hold both of her legs.

Cheng Songan quickly retreated, but her legs were numb and it was painful and itchy when she moved, making her want to cry and laugh at the same time: "Cui Yuanqing, don't be shameless."

Cui Yuanqing looked at her helplessly, and with his other hand he massaged some unknown acupoints, and the pain, numbness and itching disappeared.

But the tingling feeling seemed to have moved from the legs to the ears. It turned out that he was not Meng Lang. Cheng Songan misunderstood him. He quickly pulled his legs out of his hands, bent down and got off the carriage, and never looked at him again.

As soon as he landed, a servant came up to him and said, "Greetings, Madam. Our princess is already waiting upstairs."

Cheng Songan turned around and saw that the carriage was being driven by the coachman to the courtyard of Hongyan Tower which was specially used to park carriages for nobles. He then turned around and followed the servant into the building.

As soon as she entered the room, the servant left and two maids took over to lead her to an extremely elegant private room on the third floor. Hong Luo was standing by the door waiting. When she saw someone coming, she immediately came up to greet them. Cheng Songan then followed her into the room.

Princess Xiang was standing by the window in the room, looking down at something.

Cheng Songan stepped forward and saluted.

Princess Xiang turned around and said, "Madam Cui, there is no need to be so polite. Come and see, your Minister Cui's ship is about to leave the capital."

Cheng Songan felt strange. Shouldn't Cui Yuanqing's boat have already sailed? She didn't dare to show her emotions. She smiled and walked to the window and looked down.

Hongyan Tower is built beside the mountains and rivers. Standing in the tower, one can have a clear view of the dock of the Grand Canal in Beijing.

At this time, the dock was brightly lit, with many lanterns hanging, illuminating a large ship. On the deck of the ship stood a man in a white robe, standing alone from the world. It was Cui Yuanqing.

Cheng Songan only took one look, and the smile on her face froze and slowly faded away, and she felt her heart beating like a drum. Although the man's dress and appearance were exactly the same as Cui Yuanqing, she knew that it was not Cui Yuanqing, but that man, the blue-shirted knight who walked alone on the street that day with a sword on his back.

He was actually working for Cui Yuanqing! No wonder Cui Yuanqing said that if he didn't go to Jiangnan, he wouldn't be discovered. With such a person who dressed up almost exactly like him to replace him, those who were not familiar with him couldn't tell the difference at all.

Was it that person who went to Jiangnan in Cui Yuanqing's place in his previous life? Then what was Cui Yuanqing's purpose in staying in Beijing? And what did he mean by "Don't worry about what you hear or see tonight"?

Cheng Songan had a bad feeling that something big was going to happen tonight.

"Oh, it's my fault." Princess Xiang pushed the dazed Cheng Songan and said, "I thought you couldn't go out, so I specially invited you out to see your Minister Cui off. I didn't expect to make you sad. You deserve to be beaten!"

Cheng Songan quickly smiled and said, "What are you talking about, Princess? I have nothing to do at home, and I have been thinking about going out for a walk."

Princess Xiang waved to Hong Luo to hold the basket containing Chiyu, and she took it and opened the gauze cover, saying to Cheng Songan, "Look, Chiyu will be born in another month. When the time comes, you can come to our house and pick a good one yourself."

That Chiyu was much fatter than the previous one I saw, especially her belly, which was bulging. Maybe she was pregnant. She was very alert when looking at people, and her meowing sounded like a threat.

Cheng Songan was afraid of making it go crazy, so he didn't dare touch it. He just stood at a distance and watched, and kept asking Princess Xiang about some matters related to raising a cat.

As they were talking happily, Hong Luo pointed down and asked, "Princess, come and take a look. Isn't that Miss Yu? Why did she come to the dock with only a maid?"

Princess Xiang and Cheng Song'an stood up together and looked out the window. As expected, Duan Zhuyu's fiery red pomegranate skirt was very eye-catching under the light of the lanterns.

She was accompanied by only a maid, who was staring blankly at the ship setting sail.

Cheng Songan's heart skipped a beat. Something that she had not understood before suddenly became clear. Duan Zhuyu didn't like Cui Yuanqing, but that person! No wonder she didn't care much about Cui Yuanqing when she first met him in this life.

In her previous life, she and Cui Yuanqing did not know each other at first. The first time they met was the following year when he came back from Jiangnan. He was standing at the bow of the ship in a white robe. Duan Zhuyu, who was standing on the Hongyan Tower and looking down, was ruined for her life at first sight. She mistook Cui Yuanqing for that man.

Princess Xiang said, "It's Yu'er, Hongluo, you go down in person and have someone bring her up. A place like the dock where all kinds of people gather, is it right for a lady from an aristocratic family like her to go there?"

Hong Luo responded and said, "Miss Yu looks like she's looking for someone."

Princess Xiang said, "Don't talk nonsense."

Cheng Songan saw from the corner of his eye that when Princess Xiang said this, there seemed to be some worry between her brows, and he glanced secretly in her direction.

She suddenly understood that Princess Xiang had not invited her to see the cats, nor did she have any important matters to discuss, but she had come specifically to see this scene.

In her previous life, Duan Zhuyu was infatuated with Cui Yuanqing, and the whole capital knew about it. The King of Xiang and his wife only tried to stop her symbolically, and then let her do as she pleased. At that time, Cheng Songan did not have much friendship with the King of Xiang and his wife. He just felt that they doted on Duan Zhuyu too much and even let Concubine Liu put secret pressure on the Cui family.

Now it seems that it was Prince Xiang and his wife who facilitated this matter in order to win over Cui Yuanqing, and Duan Zhuyu herself might not really want to be a co-wife.

In the art of emperors, everyone is their pawn.