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

The people in this world are the most eloquent.

But since his master is not worried, he, as his subordinate, doesn't need to worry either.

There is absolutely no reason why the emperor is not anxious while the eunuch is.

Shuqi delivered the letter as instructed by Pei Huaizhi.

Pei Huaizhi put down the brush in his hand and rubbed his eyebrows with his slender fingers.

Before Shuqi went out to do something, he asked Wu Songsong to take over, so that his master would not have any more instructions!

At this time Pei Huaizhi stood up and walked out of the study.

Wu Songsong followed Pei Huai one step behind and then saw that his master was walking towards the Glazed Hall where guests were received in Chunhe Hall. He couldn't help but ask, "Didn't you say it was okay? The Glazed Hall is full of female relatives. Wouldn't it be bad for you to go there?"

Hearing this, Pei Huaizhi paused, and said in a leisurely voice, "Why? Where do I go? Do I need your permission? Can't I just take a look? Who has the final say in this mansion, you or I?"

Wu Songsong waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Of course, the master has the final say. Master, you have the final say."

Pei Huaizhi was not angry, he just walked faster, and Wu Songsong quickly caught up with Pei Huaizhi.

Pei Huaizhi knew that with Song Qingcheng's ability, it would be no problem for her to deal with a dozen aunts who had nothing to do with her at all, but he was still a little worried and had to go and take a look at her to feel at ease.

When he arrived at the Glazed Hall, Pei Huaizhi did not go in, but stood at the door and listened for a while.

His eyebrows and eyes were tinged with smiles, "After all, I can't stand any loss!"

The tone of his voice was even a little proud. Now he was completely relieved and turned away.

Wu Songsong thought to himself, now the master knows and is laughing.

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Glazed Hall.

Song Qingcheng's words were very clear, and the atmosphere became a little awkward.

"Ladies, you have been talking for a long time. Why don't you drink some tea to moisten your throat?"

Song Qingcheng greeted.

There was no more topic to talk about. If it was brought up again and again, it would be exposed. Wang Zhirou and her aunts stopped talking.

It was almost time for lunch, and Song Qingcheng thought it was a good idea, so she asked someone to prepare a table of delicious food. After entertaining the guests, she planned to send them away.

Wang Zhiqing was scratching her head and feeling uncomfortable at the moment, especially when Song Qingcheng said that Pei Huaizhi was also in the mansion. She felt like a rabbit had been kicked in her heart, and she felt uneasy.

Today is a great opportunity. If I miss it, I don’t know when I will have the chance to see Master Pei again.

Wang Zhiqing secretly decided in her heart that she must meet Mr. Pei San today.

"Sister, maybe I ate too much and my stomach is not feeling well. I want to go to the bathroom."

After all, they are sisters from the same mother. How could her little thoughts escape the eyes of her elder sister?

However, Wang Zhirou knew clearly what Wang Zhiqing was thinking, but she did not stop her. Instead, she let go of her hand.

Wang Zhiqing suppressed the excitement in her heart.

After saying that, Wang Zhiqing said goodbye to Song Qingcheng again.

Don’t give up yet!

Now even a fool could tell that Wang Zhiqing was lying.

It's almost like all your thoughts are written on your face.

"This yard is big, don't get lost. Dongmei, you can go with Miss Zhiqing, she can show you the way, don't get lost!"

Wouldn't it be inconvenient if Dongmei followed?

Wang Zhiqing waved her hand, "Don't bother, I have a maid to follow me."

"How can that be possible? Your personal maid Lan Lan doesn't even know the way."

"Miss Zhiqing, please follow me."

Dongmei stepped forward to lead the way.

Wang Zhiqing couldn't refuse, so she had to go out with Dongmei first.

Along the way, Dongmei did not ask Wang Zhiqing to leave her.

Even when Wang Zhiqing went to the toilet, Dongmei stood guarding the door, worried that she might do something weird.

Wang Zhiqing's personal maid Xiaolan stayed beside her and naturally understood what her mistress meant.

She didn't know anything else, but he knew one thing.

My lady must not want to be followed by anyone.

It seems like they are being monitored. Could it be that these young ladies are stealing things from this house?

He is so arrogant and looks down on others.

Lan Er snorted in his heart.

He was indeed very polite.

Judging from Dongmei’s attire, she must be a first-class maid serving Song Qingcheng. Her temperament is not inferior to that of other girls.

She even felt that her temperament was more outstanding than that of her own daughter.

But leaving was what his wife was anxious about, and she would still be a maid.

Aren't they just like her, serving the master?

"Sister Dongmei, my daughter may have a brain injury. I don't know when she will be able to work. We all know the way. Sister Dongmei, why don't you go and do your work first? I will accompany the daughter back later."

Lan Er said.

"My lady ordered me to come here. How can I leave my guests behind and go back? No problem. I will wait here for you to express your opinion."

"Lan'er, come in for a moment!"

Wang Zhiqing's voice came from inside.

"Here I come, miss!"

Hearing Wang Zhiqing calling, Lan'er went in immediately.

Wang Zhiqing lowered her voice and said, "They haven't been sent away yet!"

Lan'er shook her head.

"I have already said it, but the maid named Dongmei is unmoved!"

"Useless things!"

Wang Zhiqing had a bad look on her face. Although the restroom in Pei Mansion was designed quite elegantly and without any peculiar smell, it was not a place to stay for a long time.

No matter how elegant it is, it cannot change the fact that it is a place for defecation.

She is a daughter of an official family, but she has to hide in the toilet. If this gets out, she will be laughed at.

Besides, the longer he stays in here, the less time she will have.

Isn't it that everyone is suspicious after a period of time?

What's more, Song Qingcheng is an extremely smart person.

Wang Zhirou was extremely upset.

A slender finger poked Lan'er's forehead hard.

"Why don't you go and think of a way for me and get the door god to send it to me as soon as possible!"

Wang Zhirou's strength was so great and her nails were so sharp that she left a big red mark on her personal maid's forehead.

Nor is there any fear of being discovered.

"What are you still standing there for? Go!"

Lan'er was in so much pain that tears were about to flow. She wiped her tears carefully with her sleeve before walking out the door.

After all, Dongmei had done business with Song Qingcheng and had met many different kinds of people.

This ability to read people's expressions has also been developed through study and practice.

Lan'er felt that being scolded by the young lady was harmless.

As a result, his face was less shy and polite.

But the lady really made things difficult for her.

How can a maid like her influence her master...

"Sister Dongmei, are you tired?"

“Not tired! Thank you!”

"Sister Dongmei, are you thirsty?"

"Not thirsty! Thank you!"

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Even though she had asked all the questions, Dongmei remained unmoved like a door god.

If soft means don’t work, then I have to resort to hard means!!!