My beloved wife is reborn, let's get divorced, Mr. Prime Minister

King Yi touched his nose, feeling a little embarrassed. He couldn't understand why this man had turned against him. This was not like the Pei Huaizhi he knew.

It seems that Pei Huaizhi's weakness is his sister. A person with a weakness is not invincible.

This trip was not entirely fruitless.

After sending King Yi off, Pei Huaizhi's face was still a little livid.

*

Song Qingcheng returned to Chunhetang. With nothing to do, she felt that there was nothing wrong with being a rich and idle person.

Only after living a new life did she fully understand that if there were no worries in her mind, it would be a good time in the world.

The only thing that worries her now is what kind of trouble the General's Mansion had caused and why it was suddenly confiscated and exiled. To solve the mystery now, she probably has to start with Pei Huaizhi.

In his previous life, he was a cabinet official and a trusted minister of His Majesty. The person who tied the bell must be the one to untie it. With a determined mind, Song Qingcheng said with a frustrated feeling, "She still can't afford to offend Pei Huaizhi."

At this moment, the porch suddenly became quiet, and then the maids of Chunhe Hall could be heard shouting in unison, "Third Master!"

Song Qingcheng looked through the beaded curtain at the door and saw Pei Huaizhi walking slowly and gracefully towards her.

In her previous life, she didn't go back to Chunhetang for a month, so why did she change her temper in this life? She remembered that when she got married in her previous life, she canceled her day off and went back to the yamen, and when she went back to visit her parents, she only had an hour to spare.

What kind of evil wind is blowing?

It seemed that everyone in Chunhe Hall, except Song Qingcheng, had a happy look on their face, especially Aunt Zhang, who was so excited that she almost cried.

How could Nanny Zhang not be happy? Last night, her master had disowned Pei Huaizhi, so Nanny Zhang was very worried, fearing that Pei Huaizhi and Song Qingcheng had become involved.

Now, seeing that Pei Huaizhi had no expression on his face but didn't look angry, Nanny Zhang felt relieved. She served him extra diligently, wishing to improve Song Qingcheng's impression of him.

Song Qingcheng watched everyone busying around without taking any action. If it were in the past, Song Qingcheng would definitely greet them happily like a pug, wagging her tail and calling them master instead of husband.

Thinking about it, she despised herself a hundred times in her heart.

There was no one today, so Nanny Zhang went to greet them personally, which saved her a lot of trouble.

Just now, Song Qingcheng and Qiuyue showed off their silk handkerchiefs. Among her four maids, Chunyu was good at abacus, Xiahe loved to eat and liked to cook some novel meals, Qiuyue was good at housework, and Dongmei was the most aggressive and the most considerate.

Song Qingcheng is indeed proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. In addition, she is also very dexterous. For this, Song Qingcheng has put a lot of effort into it since she was a child.

Considering Song Qingcheng's family background, even if she knew nothing, with her charming appearance, anyone who wanted to marry her would probably break down the threshold of the general's mansion.

However, General Song and his wife believed that a woman who was stunningly beautiful must also learn skills, so she studied with her two brothers since she was young. Once, the elders in the clan criticized this for being against the rules, and kept saying that a woman's virtue lies in her lack of talent.

This made General Song very angry, and he simply cut off all ties with the pedantic elder.

So no one dared to say that it was inappropriate for Song Qingcheng to study with her brothers.

Song Qingcheng recalled what her father had said to her: "The lotus flower of the past has now become a weed with broken roots. How long will it last if you use your beauty to please others?" This made her remember that this world is very harsh to women, and only those who have real abilities can be truly relied upon.

The father said, "My daughter, Song Huaiyi, is not a trumpet creeper that can climb up at will. My daughter, Song Huaiyi, is a wild goose that can fly freely in the sky."

In her previous life, she hid everything she knew and learned, and was willing to suffer and imprison herself in the backyard. In the end, she failed to live up to her father's expectations.

Thoughts returned!

"Clean it up"

Song Qingcheng called the maid and watched her clean up.

Pei Huaizhi walked in at this moment. He was wearing a white gown, standing with his hands behind his back, looking at Song Qingcheng calmly.

Song Qingcheng felt a little uncomfortable being stared at.

"Third Master, would you like some tea?"

"No need to be busy!"

Pei Huaizhi was naturally cold, and even his voice was chilly. Before, Song Qingcheng was most fascinated by his cold aura, but now she can keep her mind calm, which is simply great.

Rebirth begins with breaking the obsession with Pei Huaizhi and breaking the psychological belief in Pei Huaizhi.

Pei Huaizhi's mind was a little unclear because of King Yi's words just now, but now that he has calmed down, he can't help but shake his head.

“It was just an impulse.”

"what?"

Song Qingcheng saw the thin lips moving slightly, and thought Pei Huaizhi was saying something to her. She tilted her head, frowned slightly, and asked in confusion.

"nothing!"

The more Song Qingcheng felt that Pei Huaizhi was unreasonable, the more he said nothing in his previous life. It was all up to her to make assumptions, which made her extremely tired.

Besides Song Qingcheng, Pei Huaizhi is not very familiar with her.

He only remembered the day when he became the number one scholar. According to court regulations, he went straight out of the Meridian Gate and Duanmen along the central corridor, turned east from the Jinshui Bridge, and rode a horse through the East Chang'an Gate for a parade.

He was reluctant at first, but he had to follow the rules.

He knew that his appearance might be what girls liked, and that day girls on both sides of Chang'an Street threw handkerchiefs at him.