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

Although he was impatient, in his opinion, the girls who threw handkerchiefs at him looked no different.

The only girl was Song Qingcheng.

The reason why he was so impressed by her was mainly because her voice was louder and more powerful than the girls around her.

He heard her voice and when he went to look for it, he saw a pretty face, bright and much whiter than the girls around her.

He looked at her from a distance, and perhaps he felt her gaze. When their eyes met, she smiled extremely brightly, making people feel happy for no reason.

However, Pei Huaizhi didn't know at that time that the little girl with a bright smile was the apple of the general's eye, and he even asked for an imperial decree to marry her as he wished.

But her current attitude doesn't seem like one of admiration for him. Song Qingcheng changes very quickly.

Song Qingcheng was very sensitive. She noticed Pei Huaizhi's gaze as soon as he sat down. She turned her head and their eyes met.

Separated by a lifetime, when Song Qingcheng and Pei Huaizhi were alone together, it was naturally awkward.

Besides feeling embarrassed, Song Qingcheng was also a little dazed. No matter how well she thought about her past and present lives, facing the man she once loved, even if she had given up thinking about him now, it would still be difficult for her to remain calm.

He forced himself to calm the turbulent waves in his heart and saluted Pei Huaizhi.

"Third Master!"

Pei Huaizhi raised his eyebrows. He thought she was pretending not to see him.

Pei Huaizhi hummed lightly as a greeting.

Pei Huaizhi, who was very frugal with words, made Chunhetang's anger even more bizarre. On the second day after their marriage, they were really unfamiliar with each other. Although Song Qingcheng had been Pei Huaizhi's wife for ten years in her previous life, the two of them actually didn't spend much time together.

Pei Huaizhi is the most familiar stranger to Song Qingcheng.

Pei Huaizhi remained silent, and Song Qingcheng also did not respond. She had done too many things in her previous life that resulted in people being turned down, and now she didn't want to do it again.

Now Song Qingcheng had no intention of paying attention to him, and the atmosphere became a little cold.

After a long silence, Pei Huaizhi finally broke the ice.

He originally wanted to tell him that since she was already married, she should be more careful about the impact and not be seen by other men in broad daylight.

But when the matter came to her lips, she didn't say it in the end. What had she done wrong in this matter? How could he restrict her freedom like this?

In his opinion, his wife, Pei Shuhuai, naturally would not be bothered by those pedantic formalities that shackled women.

"cough cough"

Pei Huaizhi pretended to cough a few times. He practiced Taoism freely, and he cared less about love between men and women than others.

From what he knew about Song Qingcheng, she was not a quiet person. If that was the case, then what was the point of the parade that day?

Thinking of this, he actually felt a little unhappy. His new wife would not treat him as an object. She would try every means to get him when she couldn't get him, but would throw him away after she got him.

"You should take a rest!"

Song Qingcheng looked at Pei Huaizhi who stood up suddenly, with a confused look on her face. Why did this man suddenly get angry?

But she didn't want to care why Pei Huaizhi was angry, nor did she want to care. In short, she just let him do it.

"Farewell, Third Master"

Song Qingcheng's voice became much more relaxed.

"You seem to be looking forward to my leaving!"

Pei Huaizhi asked inquiringly, "How did I make you unhappy?"

Song Qingcheng thought to herself, I have been offended in many ways, and it was you who caused me to lose my life in my previous life.

"Third Master, you're overthinking it."

Song Qingcheng forced a smile.

"If you don't want to laugh, don't laugh. It's ugly!"

Pei Huaizhi exposed it without giving any face.

The corner of Song Qingcheng's mouth twitched. Why didn't she realize that Pei Huaizhi had a sharp tongue before?

"Yes, Third Master!"

Song Qingcheng readily followed the advice.

Pei Huaizhi felt even more unhappy, and a breath of foul air was stuck in his heart, neither going up nor down.

Never mind. It doesn't matter.

Pei Huaizhi stood up and returned to the study.

Song Qingcheng looked at Pei Huaizhi's figure until the lofty figure that she admired completely disappeared.

"Master, dinner is ready. Do you want it served now?"

Nanny Zhang walked in happily, but only saw Song Qingcheng.

"Where is the Third Master?"

The smile froze on his face.

"gone!"

Song Qingcheng shrugged her shoulders, looking indifferent.

"Oh, my master, why are you so ignorant? When will you be able to give birth to a child?

Nanny Zhang is Song Qingcheng's foster nanny. Mrs. Song is worried that Song Qingcheng cannot cope with the dirty things in the wealthy mansion.

"Don't be angry, Mammy. It's still early!"

"Master, once a man gets married, his mind becomes active, always thinking about having three wives and four concubines. Although the Third Master doesn't look like that kind of person, who can guarantee that he can have all of them? He'd better get pregnant soon, so that he can truly gain a foothold in this Duke's Mansion."

Song Qingcheng was not as worried as the nanny. According to the rules of the Duke's Mansion, the wife was not allowed to take a concubine before giving birth to a legitimate son or daughter. This was a rule set by Duke Pei's Mansion since the time of Taizu.

Song Qingcheng didn't want to say more, and joked: "I know that Madam is the best to me, next time I will definitely keep the Third Master, okay?"

After all, she is the girl I have watched grow up. "You only know how to coax me, an old slave!"

*‘

The next day was the day when the new bride returned to her parents' home for the third day.

Song Qingcheng got up early and washed, wearing a crimson double-breasted long jacket, which made her rosy face look even more delicate.

"Let's go!"

Song Qingcheng greeted.

"Go back home, this Third Master"

Song Qingcheng had completely forgotten about this. This time the couple was going to go back together.

Song Qingcheng thought that in her previous life, it was also the time when the emperor returned home after three days. It seemed that there was an urgent matter in the court, and Pei Huaizhi was summoned to the palace, so she went back by herself.

His parents were unhappy, so she spent a long time explaining it to him.

"Let's go! The Third Master should be in the palace right now. I don't think he will have time."

Although it was against the rules, no one could say anything in front of others. It would always seem that her husband did not care enough about her if the bride returned home alone.

Now Nanny Zhang, Song Qingcheng and the four personal maids all felt that Pei Huaizhi was not kind. Even if there was something wrong, he should have sent someone to just say sorry.

Song Qingcheng was used to it, because in his previous life, Pei Huaizhi had never cared about her.

The simplest thing was for her to wait for her meal. Even if he was resting in the yamen today, he would not send anyone to inform her, and she was also stupid and would only heat the meal over and over again.

until dawn.

Afterwards, I just said thank you for your hard work.

It was all this hard work that ruined my health.

Especially when I gave birth to Baojie in my previous life, she also said thank you for your hard work. Now that I think about her coming here, I feel that there is no sincerity in her words.

*

Song Qingcheng's carriage would not arrive at the general's mansion.

General Song and Madam Song were already waiting at the door.

Sure enough, when Song Qingcheng got off the carriage alone, General Song's face turned bad.