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

Song Qingcheng touched Nan Shengsheng's head and said, "You have to earn your own future, so there is no need to be so nervous."

Wang Shuyi laughed, "Every family has its own problems!"

Nan Shengsheng nodded.

As they spoke, they looked at Song Qingcheng in unison.

"Manman is actually the best. Most girls' marriages are arranged by their parents and matchmakers. Before the marriage, they may not even see their husbands. But Manman chose her husband herself, and he is the best man in the capital."

Hearing this, Nan Shengsheng also said with a smile, "Qingcheng, tell me, what does it feel like to marry the most handsome man in Shangjing? If it feels good, then maybe I will think getting married is not bad either."

Wang Shuyi also looked at Song Qingcheng with a gossipy look on her face and said curiously, "Yes, yes, Manman, tell me quickly!"

Song Qingcheng was stunned when she heard this, and was a little speechless. For a moment, she didn't know how to answer. Indeed, in the eyes of others, her marriage was something she asked for herself and was the best, but how could she tell outsiders about the ties between them?

"He is a good person and a good official, but this is not very good."

Song Qingcheng considered the choice of words, pointed to her head, and said seriously.

Nan Shengsheng and Wang Shuyi were both stunned and exclaimed in surprise.

"How is that possible! Your husband is the current top scholar and the youngest vice minister, how could there be anything wrong with him?"

*

"Huaizhi, Huaizhi, the land tax equalization in Jinling is progressing smoothly. You have made great contributions to our Wei Dynasty. No matter what, we must drink one more cup today!"

"Yes, this is more than a great achievement. The national treasury has been filled since then. It is simply: the merit is in the present and the benefit will be for thousands of years. Internally, the people are rich and the country is strong. Externally, it deters foreign barbarians. In the future, history books will definitely record a bold and colorful stroke of yours, Pei Huaizhi."

"Come on, come on, let me toast you with another glass of wine!"

There were many officials with rich experience at the table. Although Pei Huaizhi had also risen to one of the six ministries, he could not make a forest alone, so he also needed the support of these people with rich official qualifications.

The handsome young man with beautiful eyebrows and eyes was not arrogant at all. He had great power in the court. He said calmly, "It is my duty as a minister to devote myself to the Wei Dynasty. I am grateful for your support, brothers.

Once this is said, the credit will be distributed among different people, and behind the credit are the interests that are tied together.

There was a lot of drinking and toasting at the table.

At the same time in the private room.

Song Qingcheng and the other two were chatting and laughing, looking very happy.

Song Qingcheng's alcohol tolerance was not considered good, in fact, she could not drink at all. After a few glasses of fruit wine, her face was already stained with colorful blushes.

Wang Shuyi and Nan Shengsheng were surprised when they heard Song Qingcheng scolding Pei Huaizhi for having a problem with his brain. They laughed, "We think you are so ignorant of your good fortune. You say that others have bad brains. With your husband's ability, he will be able to enter the cabinet sooner or later. Maybe in the future, you will be the youngest prime minister's wife in our Wei Dynasty."

Song Qingcheng smiled without saying anything. She had also been the wife of the Prime Minister. A woman's status depends on her husband. She had held the most honorable position of an official's wife.

It's nothing more than welcoming and seeing off guests, and planning social events, which is not very meaningful. Instead, it consumes a lot of time and energy.

After all, some relationships between the ladies in the backyard may affect the front hall.

Therefore, those who arrange flowers and make tea in the backyard should be extra careful. If they make mistakes accidentally, they will cause disaster.

You are in a high position of power, and there are many people who want to pull you down from the altar.

It is better to enjoy the moon while it is full.

"What's the use of being the Prime Minister's wife? I'd rather have a loving husband."

Wang Shuyi nodded Song Qingcheng's forehead, "Why, do you think your husband doesn't love you enough? We have all heard that your name is Huaizhi Henpecked."

"That's nothing, it's just an excuse to fool others."

Nan Shengsheng ate fruit and drank wine, kneeling down and laughing to herself, "Maybe Minister Pei is too ambitious and doesn't know how to be caring."

'"Is it that it doesn't hurt that much?"

"What are you talking about? I don't understand." Song Qingcheng smiled with a red face.

In fact, if it weren't for what happened in his previous life, there would be nothing wrong with Pei Huaizhi in this life.

But there is a life between her and Pei Huaizhi.

*

In the private room, Pei Huaizhi and several adults drank three rounds of wine before leaving, slightly tipsy. Pei Huaizhi was the host today.

After seeing off several colleagues, he opened the window in the private room and enjoyed the cool breeze for a while.

"The cheese here is good. Ask the waiter to prepare a few portions and bring them back for her to try."

Pei Huaizhi ordered.

Shuqi agreed and went downstairs to have someone prepare it.

After bringing back a few servings of cheese, Pei Huaizhi left the private room and wanted to go downstairs.

"Why not find someone who loves you?"

That was Song Qingcheng's usual clean and slightly soft tone.

Pei Huai's body froze as he went downstairs, and he swayed unsteadily twice.

Shuqi quickly reached out to steady the man.

"grown ups?"

Shuqi glanced at Pei Huaizhi worriedly.

"It doesn't matter!"

Pei Huaizhi waved his hand, then stopped and stood in the corridor on the second floor. His first reaction was that he might have misheard. After listening carefully, he confirmed that it was Song Qingcheng's voice.

He frowned, his head still a little dizzy from drinking, and the words "It would be better to find a loving husband" kept circling in his mind.

Doesn't he care about her enough?

Unhappiness surged in her heart. From her unclear voice, she could tell that she must have been drinking. She didn't know what she looked like after drinking.

Pei Huaizhi was not just a weak civil servant. He had high attainments in martial arts, so his hearing was better than that of ordinary people.

Soon he heard laughter coming from the private room next door. The laughter sounded hearty and came from the heart.

This was completely different from the way Song Qingcheng acted when she was with him. When Song Qingcheng was with him, she was like a hedgehog and seemed like she could never speak properly.

She is very polite to outsiders!

After seeing how Song Qingcheng looked when she was drunk, Pei Huaizhi felt a little worried. He didn't want his wife to do anything out of line outside when she was drunk.

Shuqi stood aside, totally confused and didn't know what his master was going to do.

Pei Huaizhi walked along the corridor, walking lightly to the door of the private room, and listened carefully to the movements inside.

"I don't care about the wives of the top scholar, the minister, the imperial concubine, or the prime minister!"

"Manman, you are drunk, right? If I had known you couldn't drink, I wouldn't have let you drink. Now if you go back like this, I'm afraid you will be beaten by your husband."

"Who cares? If he wants to control me, then I can find someone else!"