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

When the maids thought about this, they felt more and more pitiful for His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan, which made all the maids in Zhuyunju feel so sorry for them.

Dongmei said seriously, with a hint of regret in her tone.

Song Qingcheng: “…………”

Hearing this, Song Qingcheng let out a sigh.

The people in my house were persuaded so easily.

The Prince of Yan's background was just a rumor, and she couldn't say for sure, but the Emperor of Wei's attitude towards Prince of Yan, Wei Shao, was indeed a little strange.

It was probably just a matter of rumors, and even the Emperor of Wei couldn't escape it.

There is no way to verify anything else, but Song Qingcheng doesn’t believe that he has no place to live in Beijing this time.

How is it possible that there is no place to live?

There must be something unknown here, Song Qingcheng thought about it carefully.

So I asked Dongmei

"So, you believe it too?"

Song Qingcheng glanced at Dongmei, somewhat unbelieving.

Dongmei chuckled, obviously believing it about 80%.

Song Qingcheng patted Dongmei's head and said helplessly, "............Silly girl!"

After saying this, he left the Glass Hall.

Dongmei came to her senses and found that her girl had already walked far away, so she hurriedly quickened her pace to catch up with her.

Just after coming out of the Chuihua Gate, I happened to meet the poor man mentioned in the legend.

"Manman?"

King Wei Shao of Yan was still wearing a black suit with dark patterns, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, which looked very handsome.

In Song Qingcheng's memory, King Yan Wei Shao seemed to always dress in dark colors, which could not conceal his sternness.

But if you think about it carefully, King Wei Shao of Yan was just a young man of seventeen.

The young man was very tall. Song Qingcheng looked up at King Yan. Somehow, she saw the shadow of Pei Huaizhi in that face again.

I'm hallucinating again.

"What are you looking at, Manman?"

The King of Yan's cold and clear voice came with a hint of familiarity.

Song Qingcheng came back to her senses and was silent for a moment after hearing what King Yan said. She and King Yan Wei Shao were really not familiar with each other.

Prince of Yan Wei Shao went to the border when he was very young, and he never returned to the capital over the years, even though Wei Shao had stayed in the general's mansion when he was young.

Many years have passed, and she and Wei Shao have grown up. The feelings they had in their childhood have long disappeared in the long years.

Therefore, King Yan Wei Shao had long been a familiar stranger to her.

These nicknames were always inappropriate, and she didn't want to have anything to do with Prince Yan.

The General Zhenhun's Mansion was already in a precarious situation. Similarly, if it were to become related to Prince Yan, wouldn't it arouse even more suspicion?

Speaking of this, Pei Huaizhi must be aware of the Emperor of Wei's attitude and suspicion towards the King of Yan.

This happened to others. When Prince Yan returned to the capital, he did not go to the capital to meet the emperor, but instead stayed at the home of an important official of the court. Others were afraid of this, but Pei Huaizhi seemed to not care at all.

What on earth was Pei Huaizhi thinking?

Now that Emperor Wei is so suspicious, even King Yi has become much more restrained and only dares to make some moves in secret.

Pei Huaizhi was not shy about it at all. She didn't know whether to say that Pei Huaizhi was bold or...

A myriad of thoughts ran through his mind at once, but his face showed no sign of expression at all.

In King Yan's eyes, there was actually some unknown emotion fluctuating.

I was a little upset for a moment. Is this still the same lively, innocent and bold little girl?

"Your Highness Prince Yan, please call me Madam Pei!"

Song Qingcheng's tone was polite.

King Wei Shao of Yan frowned, "Manman is still alienated from me!"

"Love is for the superior and the inferior, and for the men and women!"

Song Qingcheng didn't want to get too entangled, and she didn't have that much time and energy.

Of course, impossible things need to be made clear to avoid any misunderstanding.

"Your Highness, Prince of Yan, if there is nothing else, I have something urgent to deal with, so I will take my leave now!"

Song Qingcheng bowed and was about to leave.

When he walked past Wei Shao, the Prince of Yan, Wei Shao grabbed his arm with his big hand.

Dongmei was shocked when she saw this. Men and women should not touch each other. If the King of Yan did this, he would bring disaster to his own girl.

People’s words are scary. This is the Chuihua Gate, the place with the most people coming and going.

Dongmei screamed in her heart, "Your Highness Prince of Yan, Your Highness Prince of Yan, what is going on? I know you feel wronged for not being able to return home, but you can't hold our master back!!!"

Dongmei stepped forward courageously and said, "Your Highness Prince Yan, please let my girl go!!"

King Yan frowned even deeper, as if he hadn't heard Dongmei's words, "Why?"

In the distance! There is a pavilion on a high ground with a wide view, just in time to see the Chuihua Gate.

Pei Huaizhi, dressed in a straight blue robe, had a stern face as he walked into the Chuihua Gate.

Shuqi beside him shrank his neck and looked at the direction in which the bamboo was tilted.

It's clearly a south wind, but why is it ten degrees colder today than when the north wind is blowing?

Looking at my master's upright figure, I didn't know whether I should speak out to comfort him or say nothing.

The master and servant were far away from each other and could only watch the two figures from afar.

He couldn't hear what the two people were saying. After all, neither he nor his master had good hearing.

He only knew that his master seemed to be in a bad mood, especially after His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan pulled his wife's arm, he felt that the temperature in the air was several degrees colder than before.

" this………………"

Shuqi was a little embarrassed, "Sir, how about I send someone to..."

After talking for a while, Shuqi finally heard Pei Huaizhi say in a flat voice, "No need..."

"Yes!"

Shuqi replied, and then stood aside dutifully.

He was secretly distressed, wondering how could it be such a coincidence, but he still believed in the young mistress, who would definitely not cuckold her own master.

Even though it was far away, it was hard to tell that the two were talking, but you could tell from their body language.

This matter is not the fault of the Third Young Lady, it is His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan who is waiting for the opportunity.

It was obvious that he was waiting for the Third Young Madam at the Chuihua Gate.

What a coincidence, we really met.

Pei Huaizhi narrowed his beautiful phoenix eyes and looked at the two of them, not that he did not believe Song Qingcheng.

But if the man saw his wife being involved with another man, unless he was a saint, it would be impossible for him to remain calm.

"My Lord, don't think too much. The Third Young Madam will definitely not do anything out of line. After all..."

Shuqi didn't say the last few words.

In fact, what he wanted to say was, "After all, Third Young Madam looked like she had lost all her feelings for this man, and she didn't seem to have much emotion to express to him..."

A simple summary in one sentence.

"ruthless!"

"Don't worry, sir. No one can dig into your corner!"

It’s not that the hoe is not hard enough, it’s just that in his eyes, the Third Young Lady is an iron wall.

Pei Huaizhi stared at Song Qingcheng, his beautiful lips opening and closing gently, "Too much nonsense!"

Shuqi shut up immediately.