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

The letter from home simply said, "The second master of the mansion is addicted to gambling. For the long term, we have moved to separate mansions. Please be informed."

Signed by Song Qingcheng.

The letter from home ends here.

Pei Huaizhi looked again and again without giving up, and finally he was sure that it was really gone.

"Ah"

Pei Huaizhi closed his eyes, lay back on the chair, his thoughts flying.

*

Chunhe Hall in the capital city.

Song Qingcheng stayed in the yard. Except for necessary times when going out, she stayed in her yard most of the time. She lived a very comfortable life.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Song Qingcheng always feels stuffy in her chest recently. At night, she feels a dull pain in her throat. Although she drinks a lot of water, her voice starts to become a little hoarse.

Dongmei noticed that he was feeling unwell and said hesitantly, "Can you ask a doctor to come and see you?"

Song Qingcheng waved her hand and whispered, "It's okay, maybe it will be fine tomorrow."

Because she was not feeling well, Dongmei took care of her and she went to bed early. Although her head was dizzy, she could not fall asleep no matter how much she tossed and turned. She could only lie on her back on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze. It was not until the sky turned slightly pale that she finally fell into a drowsy sleep.

Song Qingcheng felt something was wrong when she tossed and turned at night. Sure enough, when she woke up the next day, her throat hurt even more, as if it had been pulled by a knife, and her head felt as heavy as if it was filled with lead.

Song Qingcheng, who originally wanted to get up, lay down again.

When Dongmei and the nanny came in, they saw Song Qingcheng was in a daze, so they asked someone to call a doctor.

The nanny touched Song Qingcheng's forehead and was shocked.

"Why is it so hot like a furnace?"

The nanny's anxious voice reached Song Qingcheng's ears.

But I felt completely groggy, my eyelids were too heavy to open, and I couldn’t quite tell whether I was dreaming or awake.

She felt like she was dreaming again.

The dream was full of things from her past life. Her soul seemed to have left her body and was floating in the air.

Just as she was floating around.

She saw Pei Huaizhi stumbling into Chunhe Hall with a dejected look on his face.

Song Qingcheng had never seen Pei Huaizhi so flustered.

I don’t know what happened.

Pei Huaizhi has always been a man who hides his emotions when he is outside. After years of ups and downs in the court, he has become unfathomable. Even though he is calm and collected on weekdays, he still exudes a calm and menacing aura that should not be underestimated.

But now Pei Huaizhi was like a child whose hard armor had been shattered, fragile and vulnerable to any blow.

Song Qingcheng wanted to follow and see what was happening, but she couldn't get close.

She was a little anxious and even more curious about what had happened.

Suddenly I felt a pain in my fingertips.

Someone called her in a daze, and she opened her eyes.

"Girl, you're awake."

Mammy said worriedly.

"What time is it?"

Song Qingcheng asked in a hoarse voice.

The nanny replied, "Young lady, you have slept for a whole day and night."

Song Qingcheng didn't expect to sleep for such a long time.

"Girl, how do you feel now?"

Song Qingcheng stood up. Her throat still felt uncomfortable. She was sweating all over and felt sticky all over. Her mind was still filled with the image of Pei Huaizhi's miserable appearance.

Song Qingcheng asked someone to prepare hot soup and washed herself thoroughly. She felt like she was alive again.

When it comes out.

Nanny had already prepared the medicine and placed it on a small red clay stove to keep it warm. I could already smell the bitter taste of the medicine before I drank it.

Song Qingcheng hadn't eaten for a day. After all this, she felt a little hungry. However, her throat felt like it had swallowed a razor blade, and it was very painful to swallow. She could only drink half a bowl of tea to moisten her throat.

Seeing that the girl had been sick every few days in the past six months, and the number of times was even more than in all previous years, the nanny became worried, because the girl used to be in very good health.

Now I get sick every few days!

She sighed.

"Mammy, why are you so sad and sighing? Am I seriously ill?"

Song Qingcheng said jokingly.

"Girl, stop saying these unlucky words."

Mammy said quickly.

"The doctor said that the girl's illness is not serious, but her pulse is a little strange. The girl doesn't need to worry, she will be fine after drinking the medicine for a few days. However, the doctor advised that you need to avoid certain foods during these days and eat lighter foods. It is best to drink some porridge."

Although Song Qingcheng was not feeling well, she inexplicably wanted to eat some strong-tasting food, even more than before she was sick. After hearing what the nanny said, her pale little face instantly fell.

The nanny saw it and said, "Young lady, just bear with it for a while." Then she asked someone to bring some light white porridge to Song Qingcheng and comforted her, "When you recover, you can eat whatever you want."

Song Qingcheng looked at the bowl of porridge in front of her and felt that her mouth had no taste. She picked up the spoon and sipped it in small sips. Then she looked up and said, "It's a deal then."

Mammy nodded lovingly.

Seeing Song Qingcheng drinking the porridge obediently, the nanny suddenly remembered something. She cried out, and walked to the antique shelf, saying, "Miss, there's a letter from my son-in-law."

"what!?"

Song Qingcheng looked at it in confusion. It seemed a little strange that the sun rose from the west.

"Put it aside for now."

Song Qingcheng didn't plan to open it, for fear that the things inside would disturb her.

After eating half a bowl of porridge, Song Qingcheng pinched her nose and drank the medicine. Maybe she drank too much medicine in her previous life, so her body would be very resistant to drinking medicine now. She felt that her body probably had an emergency reaction, so she forced herself not to spit out the medicine.

There was nothing to do, and the nanny was worried about her health and didn't let her go out. She had no choice but to sit on the bed and draw some new clothes and skirts.

After this busy time, it is time to light the lamps again.

Although I had slept for a long time before, my body really needed a good rest. Now I felt more tired than usual, so after drinking another large bowl of medicine, I prepared to rest.

Perhaps because some calming herbs were added to the medicine, Song Qingcheng fell asleep soon after she lay down.

The moonlight from the zenith covers the entire ground, just like the saying goes, "The moonlight shines brightly in front of the window, one might think it is frost on the ground."

Song Qingcheng turned over, her tightly furrowed brows relaxed, a faint smile appeared on her palm-sized face, and her bright red cherry lips were slightly curled, as if she was having a sweet dream.

Since her rebirth, she has often dreamed, but most of them were dreams about the entanglements in her past life. This beautiful dream like the one she is having now is the first one she has had since her rebirth.

She dreamed of...