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

Pei Huaizhi decided to postpone his trip back to Shangjing.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, he felt that the drunk colleague might have a point.

After the banquet was over, Pei Huaizhi came out. His face was a little pale from drinking, but he looked in good spirits.

Shuqi followed on the side, "Sir, when will we return to Shangjing?"

Pei Huaizhi pinched his swollen forehead with his fingertips, knowing that his long-term follower must be thinking about his beloved, so he said, "The land survey work in Jinling is nearing the end, and it is also a critical moment. I can't get away. You should go back to Shangjing first and secretly rearrange the guards of Chunhetang and replace them with some better ones."

As soon as he finished speaking, he got on the carriage first.

"what?"

Shuqi was a little confused. Before the banquet, his master was very anxious to return to Beijing, but how could he change his mind in such a short while?

He shook his head and sent Pei Huaizhi back to Lianyi Garden, and suddenly understood Pei Huaizhi's good intentions.

With Wu Songsong in the capital, all he needed to do was send a message back to protect the palace. There was no need for him to make a special trip back to the capital. Perhaps it was because he was thinking that he was getting older and he didn't want to wait too long and run away with his wife who he hadn't gotten yet.

Shuqi was so moved that his nose started running.

Shuqi returned to the capital as instructed by Pei Huaizhi, secretly strengthened the security of Chunhetang, met Qiuyue, and then rushed back to Jinling.

For several consecutive months, Song Qingcheng had no news of Pei Huaizhi. In the past, Pei Huaizhi would send a letter back to Beijing every now and then, and also some little toys that women liked.

But recently, Pei Huaizhi wrote a letter home, but he just put it in a box and never sent it back.

Shuqi, who was beside him, also felt that his master's behavior was a little strange. First, he wrote letters home but didn't send them back. Second, after finishing his official duties, he went to Beijing to receive letters from home.

Of course, it is impossible for the lady to write letters home.

But before leaving Beijing last time, Pei Huaizhi asked Wu Song to write a letter home every May, which was full of Wu Song's records of some of his wife's daily trivial matters.

Therefore, during this period of time, whenever Pei Huaizhi had free time, he would take out the letters from home that were half-torn by Wu Songsong's chicken claws and read them one by one. The letter paper was already very worn out.

Shuqi simply couldn't understand and couldn't help asking, "If you are really worried about Madam, why don't you go back to the capital?"

Pei Huaizhi glanced at him coldly, as if he thought he had said too much.

Shuqi had no choice but to shrink his neck and dare not say anything.

*

In Beijing, Chunhetang returned to normal.

Ever since Pei Huaiming came to cause trouble several times a long time ago and was driven out of the mansion by her, the people in the Duke's Mansion have become much more stable.

Later, Song Qingcheng went to Wanzhao Temple several times, but never saw the little monk.

In the south, there has been no news of Pei Huaizhi in Jinling.

Xia He did mention Pei Huaizhi several times in the letter, but she was a servant after all, so how could she know Pei Huaizhi's specific whereabouts? So the correspondence was only in the letter, which only showed that Pei Huaizhi was still alive.

Before, Pei Huaizhi had always asked people to bring some things back to the capital. The nanny felt that even if the son-in-law was not in the capital, he was still thinking about his daughter.

But at some point, the letters and small items from the son-in-law stopped coming. Song Qingcheng didn't think anything of it, but the nanny was worried about it.

Looking at his carefree girl, he couldn't help but say, "Girl, there has been no news from this son-in-law for two or three months. Aren't you worried?"

At that time, Song Qingcheng was sorting out the accounts on hand. Without raising her head, she asked, "What are you worried about?"

Seeing that Song Qingcheng didn't understand the meaning of her words, she couldn't help but feel disappointed in him.

"My girl, this son-in-law was so enthusiastic a while ago, but now there is no news at all, not even a single letter from home. Maybe he has someone else outside?"

Hearing this, Song Qingcheng said, "......"

If the nanny hadn't said it, she wouldn't have noticed Pei Huaizhi's changes. It seems that Pei Huaizhi's influence on her has indeed decreased a lot.

She was busy making money and food and had no time to pay attention to these things.

But the nanny felt that this was not acceptable. Her daughter had been married for almost half a year, but still had no child. What would she do if another woman got there first?

Seeing Mammy's deep hatred, Song Qingcheng couldn't help laughing, "Mammy, don't worry about nothing."

"But girl, don't you find it strange that this uncle suddenly became cold to you?"

"Well....."

Song Qingcheng couldn't answer either. Anyway, whether Pei Huaizhi was good to her or not, it didn't have much impact on her now, so she had to go on with her life.

Outside the Great Wall, Li Cheng sent news several times, saying that there was a good harvest of grain outside the Great Wall, and Song Qingcheng was very happy.

Time flies, and the New Year is coming to an end. The streets are already filled with the atmosphere of the New Year.

She heard that Pei Huaizhi's new policies in the south were also going smoothly, and the Emperor of Wei was very pleased.

Pei Huaizhi in the south felt that he had been cheated. He didn't expect that he would be cheated too. He shouldn't have believed those unreliable words.

Over the past few months, he had been treating Song Qingcheng coldly for so long, but had not achieved the expected effect.

In Wu Songsong's letters home, it was described that Song Qingcheng lived a very wonderful life every day. It was indeed the same with her around or without her, which made him a little frustrated.

However, now that things have come to this, he must find a way to end this one-sided cold war.

For the first time, the young minister, who was both civil and military, felt that he had shot himself in the foot, and he could not tell anyone about it.

At this time, Shuqi walked into the study.

In his hand was the latest letter sent from the capital.

Pei Huaizhi took the letter, unfolded the envelope, and a few lines of words caught his eyes.

What was written in the letter was that the Winter Solstice Festival was Song Qingcheng's birthday, which was the same day as his birthday.

Although he never celebrated birthdays, he had an excuse to end this nonsensical cold war. He could return to Beijing to celebrate her birthday. Pei Huaizhi calculated the time and found that there were still seven or eight days left, so it would be no problem for him to rush back to Beijing.

And based on his understanding of Song Qingcheng, there was no need to prepare any other gifts. Perhaps she would be happier if he gave her some money.

Shuqi, who was serving beside him, clearly felt that his master seemed to be in a much better mood.

It turned out that Song Qingcheng, who went to the capital, had no idea that Pei Huaizhi had thought so much.

*

The day of winter solstice.

Song Qingcheng was preparing to return to the General's Mansion, but the Duke's Mansion, which had been quiet for several months, began to become restless again.

No one knew where Xie got the information from, but Pei Huaizhi had been ignoring Song Qingcheng recently, which made her extremely happy. She felt that she should take this opportunity to completely surround Pei Huaizhi with a few of her own people and go to Chunhe Hall.

So, Xie immediately picked out a few beautiful women in the mansion and waited for Pei Huaizhi to come back.