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

Mr. Zhao felt that compared with civil officials, military officials were more direct and lovable.

"Why not, I can tell my husband to look for someone in the military camp. If he sees someone good, he can introduce him to the princess. Maybe she'll be interested in him if she finds someone of a different type."

The princess of Deyang Station laughed and scolded, "You are really excited. After all, we grew up together as handkerchief friends. That strong bear-like man in the military camp is not my type. Forget it, let it be!"

Nan Shengsheng's eyes suddenly sparkled, "We still have to find a handsome scholar for His Highness."

Then he looked at Song Qingcheng who was sitting next to him, pointed at her and said, "A handsome and elegant scholar, isn't there a ready-made role model in the county?"

Madam Zhao also smiled, clapping her hands while holding her handkerchief, "Yes, yes, Ning An, you have always liked those who have an air of immortality and are not worldly. If that's the case, who else in the capital can compare to the exiled Minister Pei?"

"Master Pei from the Qingcheng family must be very sweet when he is hugged!"

Nan Shengsheng was cheering like a little fox.

"Hahahaha......." Mrs. Zhao laughed heartily upon hearing that.

Although Madam Zhao and Princess Deyang are older than Song Qingcheng and Nan Shengsheng, they are both lively and there is no generation gap between them.

Song Qingcheng was still looking at a few people quietly. She didn't expect that the topic would still be about her. The corners of her lips trembled slightly.

"How come this is related to me?"

Nan Shengsheng laughed and poked Song Qingcheng's tender cheeks, "Hey, Qingcheng, don't be shy."

"Oh, that's right."

Mrs. Zhao became interested. "I've met your Huaizhi before. He has a calm personality. Qingcheng also seems to have a calm personality. Can you two chat at night?"

Hearing this, Song Qingcheng's face turned red for a rare moment.

this.......

Song Qingcheng was speechless for a moment and simply didn't say anything.

Nan Shengsheng blinked her innocent eyes and said, "I guess I won't be able to say anything tonight!"

Song Qingcheng didn't know what to say at this time, so she just said, "That's impossible!"

Hearing this, even Princess Deyang laughed.

He held the handkerchief and patted Nan Shengsheng's head, "You are not married yet, how can you know all these messes."

"Ah! Qingcheng has been married to Minister Pei for a year, and she's still not pregnant!"

As soon as I finished saying this, I felt that something was wrong. This would make His Highness sad again. Now that I have said this, it is no use regretting it.

"Ning An, look at my broken mouth!"

"I'm not made of clay, how can I be so fragile!"

Princess Deyang glanced at him and said indifferently, "It's over, it's over. If I'm unhappy after hearing a few unconscious words, I still have a long life ahead of me."

"That's good, that's good, otherwise I would be really guilty!"

Mrs. Zhao patted her chest.

However, Princess Deyang was also puzzled. After getting married, women from aristocratic families would usually become pregnant around three months later. It was rare for someone like Song Qingcheng to be pregnant after a year of marriage.

Unless someone has a weak body like her, she cannot get pregnant.

"You don't have any problem with this body!"

Princess Deyang said this with some concern, but then she thought that with Pei Huaizhi's medical skills, this possibility should not occur.

Mrs. Zhao also turned to look at her.

There was only concern in his eyes, nothing else.

Song Qingcheng has always been a person who responds to soft words and not hard ones, especially when it comes to other people's concern.

"Your Highness, Madam Zhao, don't worry. There is nothing wrong with Lord Pei and I. It's just that we are still..."