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

Jinling's tea was sweet and mellow, but the aftertaste was a bit bitter. She put the tea aside, frowned slightly, and put the teacup aside.

I'm afraid there's something fishy about this tea.

Suddenly, Lian remembered that Pei Huaizhi had been drugged a few days ago, and she suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart. Fortunately, she had only had a few sips, so she stood up without making a sound.

After giving Xia He a wink, the master and servant walked out of the crowd and stopped behind a rather hidden rockery.

Song Qingcheng couldn't be sure whether someone had tampered with the tea or she was just overthinking it, but she couldn't afford to take the risk.

"What's wrong with the girl?"

Xia He asked doubtfully.

Song Qingcheng shook her head, hardened her heart, put her hand into her throat, and vomited out all the filth in her stomach.

Xia He, who was standing beside her, was startled. She stepped forward worriedly and shouted, "Girl! What are you doing?"

Song Qingcheng wiped the corners of her lips with a handkerchief, tears coming out of her eyes, "I'm afraid there's something wrong with the tea I just drank."

"Well! Miss, you have vomited everything, right? Do you need any help?"

"It's probably okay now."

Song Qingcheng said.

"Then maid, clean this place up."

Just as Xia He finished speaking, a white cat suddenly jumped out from the side. "Ah!" The master and servant were so scared that they both stepped back.

The big white cat had shiny fur and it was obvious at first glance that it was the pet of some lady today.

The master and servant were about to wave the big white cat away, but unexpectedly, the big white cat lowered its head and licked the filth on the ground clean.

At this moment, the two of them really didn't expect that it was too late to stop it and they didn't have to deal with it anymore.

Afterwards, Song Qingcheng was worried that she had been away from the table for too long and would arouse everyone's suspicion, so she no longer cared about the cat or the cat, and took Xia He and quickly returned to the table in the Glazed Hall.

After that, he carefully observed the ladies in the Glazed Hall, silently remembering which families were particularly familiar with the wife of the governor.

Because of Song Qingcheng's special status, many people came to greet her. Song Qingcheng followed their lead and handled the situation with ease, and became friends with many of the ladies.

She was not worried about what was wrong with the meal. After all, if it was really as she expected, this person would only pick out things that she used alone, such as the tea just now. On the contrary, things that are shared by many people are the safest.

Soon, plump Yangcheng Lake hairy crabs were brought up like a stream of water. It was no wonder that the governor of Jiangnan was powerful and rich. This rare delicacy was brought up like a stream of water and piled up like a small hill.

"Mrs. Pei, it's so delicious, please try it," a chubby-faced lady at the same table picked up a hairy crab from the hill and placed it next to Song Qingcheng.

Song Qingcheng smiled and said thank you.

The lady next to her was actually about the same age as her. At first glance, she looked like a typical southern girl, with a sweet smile and speaking in authentic Wu dialect.

He kept smiling at Song Qingcheng.

Song Qingcheng was puzzled by the look, so she asked, "Madam, do you have anything you want to tell me?"

The gentle little woman did not expect that the wife of Minister Pei was so smart. She twisted her handkerchief with both hands and said, "There is nothing else important. I just want to ask Mrs. Pei for advice on how to control her husband."

"Ahem..."

Song Qingcheng was choked by her saliva and kept coughing, which attracted many glances from people at the neighboring tables.

The young lady patted her on the back and said, "That's not right, Madam Pei!" It was said that Madam Pei was the apple of Minister Pei's eye. If she was choked, it would be her fault.

Song Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief, but her mind was still confused. Her sparkling eyes were clean and pure, and she looked at the little woman in front of her blankly.

"What a way to control a husband!"

Song Qingcheng asked in a low voice.

"It's about how to make the husband obedient. We said that Wangdong and the others dare not go west. According to rumors, Madam Pei, you are well aware of this, because I heard that Madam Pei..."

The young woman blushed and was too embarrassed to say it out loud.

Yes! Even if the little woman didn't say it, she knew what it meant.

Before, when Deyang came, he called her a shrew. I don’t know whether he overestimated her or underestimated Pei Huaizhi.

The young lady looked at her with burning eyes, and she had no choice but to say, "Life is difficult for us women, so the most important thing is to love yourself and please yourself first. Then you will know how vast the world is."

The little woman nodded, "Oh, playing hard to get."

"Clam!"

Hearing this, Song Qingcheng also blinked. Is this what she meant?

Now, Song Qingcheng didn't know what to say. After all, she didn't know how to control her husband. If she was well versed in this, she wouldn't have died so tragically in her previous life.

The young lady was still digesting Song Qingcheng's words.

An inquiring gaze came over from a distance. The owner of that gaze frowned, puzzled. According to the time, the medicine should have taken effect, but why was the man fine? Did he fail?

She raised her hand, and the maid beside her understood and lowered her ear.

After receiving the instructions, she quietly left the glass hall. After a moment, she returned to the person and replied, "I have already asked about it. I saw her drink the tea with my own eyes. Madam must be right."

The man frowned when he heard that.

At this time, a white cat ran into the glass hall and walked to the side of its owner in small steps.

"Ah, Madam Zhao, your big white cat is still so cute!" Madam Li, who was sitting next to her, said fondly.

Mrs. Zhao picked up the big white cat and said lovingly, "Son, you are naughty again. Where did you go to play just now?"

Hearing this, the corners of everyone's mouth twitched slightly. It was rumored that Mrs. Zhao loved cats and dogs the most, and she raised them as sons and daughters. So it seemed that they were really good.

Song Qingcheng naturally also heard the noise. She looked over and saw that the white cat was the big white cat that ate the filth she vomited out behind the rockery.

She was watching this way.

Mrs. Zhao spoke again. She said, "Oh, my dear son, where have you been? Why do you smell so strange?"

As he said this, he brought the big white cat closer to him.

As soon as she got closer, the big white cat started to meow non-stop for some reason. This made Mrs. Zhao very upset. She was at a loss and kept asking, "Son, son, what's wrong with you?"

Who knew that the cat's meowing would become more and more affectionate and persistent. The sound was so indescribable that it made some of Liuli, who were more shy, blush.