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

Song Qingcheng fell down on Pei Huaizhi's chest as if she had no bones.

Maybe she was hurt by the collision. When she raised her head again, her beautiful eyes were filled with tears. Her red lips were slightly raised. She looked at Pei Huaizhi aggrievedly, as if she was accusing him!

Pei Huaizhi, ".........It's simply fatal!"

Before Pei Huaizhi picked the man up, Song Qingcheng asked in a shocking manner.

"Where did you come from, handsome young man? You are so handsome. Would you like to come back with me? My house is big, with many rooms. You can choose by yourself."

Hearing this, Pei Huai's face turned red and blue with anger.

I wish I could kidnap the person and beat him up, that would be the most satisfying thing.

"Sit tight for me!"

"I won't! You have to listen to me, how can I listen to you!"

Song Qingcheng felt that the order was wrong, and then suddenly realized, "So you are shy, right?"

The veins on Pei Huaizhi's forehead were throbbing so fast that it actually hurt his head.

If this continues, he will probably get sick from anger at a young age.

Pei Huaizhi could compete with the Emperor of Wei in a battle of wits and courage in the court, and he could also crack down on corrupt officials with ease and implement new tax policies one by one.

But it happened to the little girl Song Qingcheng.

Pei Huaizhi thought that maybe he owed her something in his previous life, which was why he was suffering from such torture in this life.

Don't blame the sky, just blame others!

I can neither hit her nor scold her, so I can only let her do what she wants.

Song Qingcheng was speechless as she looked at Pei Huaizhi, whose face was as black as charcoal.

I thought to myself, could it be that such a handsome young man is actually a fool?

Thinking of this, she even nodded. God gave this young man in front of her such a charming face, so he must take something away.

It seems obvious now .............. Um.............. it was the brain that was taken away!!!

Why! !

What a pity, such a pitiful thing, that such a handsome boy is a fool.

God is jealous of beautiful women.

Song Qingcheng didn't think the word was correct. Anyway, her mind was confused and she couldn't figure anything out.

It's just inexplicable, there's a strange feeling covering the man in front of me.

Anyway, it feels like a fish bone has been stuck in my throat, and it can't go up or down, which is very uncomfortable.

Song Qingcheng couldn't tell what this discomfort was, so she could only attribute it to pity for the young man in front of her.

So Pei Huaizhi heard it.

"Don't worry or be afraid, young man. I won't think you're stupid. Just come back with me."

Song Qingcheng was halfway through her speech when she suddenly felt as if she had forgotten something. Was there a super powerful doctor in the mansion?

"I have the best doctor in our Wei Dynasty in my mansion. He will definitely be able to cure your stupid disease!"

Song Qingcheng was so annoyed that she had already forgotten what the doctor looked like.

Anyway, there must be such a person!

She was sure of that.

Pei Huaizhi, "..........."

Could it be that the doctor she mentioned was this one?

Pei Huai laughed angrily.

He has become a doctor...

Should he thank her for her kindness... Remember what he said about her good medical skills?

And also recruit opportunities for him.

Pei Huaizhi no longer knew how to describe his current mood.

Even a top scholar can sometimes be at a loss for words. If this gets out, I'm afraid no one will believe it...!

Pei Huaizhi seemed to have forgotten that he was jealous of himself.

From beginning to end, there was no third party.

Pei Huaizhi secretly comforted himself. Why get angry with a drunk girl?

Besides, it knows nothing.

Pei Huaizhi felt that it was not him who was stupid, but she was stupid. This nonsense made no sense.

He raised his hand and placed Song Qingcheng's wrist on his leg, with his fingers on her pulse.

"What are you doing?"

Song Qingcheng struggled for a few times, but her legs were still firmly fixed by two hands.

Then a sinister voice came from above my head, "If you move, I'll throw you out of the carriage!"

It was so cold outside. Song Qingcheng instantly became as obedient as a quail and didn't dare to move anymore.

Let Pei Huaizhi take your pulse.

I have been seeing Song Qingcheng every day recently. Whenever we meet, she always looks very energetic.

He actually overlooked Song Qingcheng's soul-leaving syndrome.

The pulse is weak and the soul-leaving poison has already caused signs of heart failure.

Fortunately, his master will be back in Shangjing soon. Although he is better than his master, his master must be more knowledgeable and experienced and will definitely be able to see something.

The snow lotus on the sacred mountain in the north and the scorpion in the dense forest in the south should be the right remedy.

Pei Huaizhi has already found the snow lotus, and now only Scorpio Haha is missing. Perhaps his master can find a way.

Song Qingcheng had been taking the pills Pei Huaizhi had given her before, so the poison had not penetrated into her bones, but the Soul-Separation Poison would cause a certain degree of confusion in a person's nerves.

Pei Huaizhi didn't have the slightest intention of blaming Song Qingcheng.

The reason why this little girl is so noisy is just because of the poison in her body.

Hey!

Pei Huaizhi sighed.

Regarding the soul-separation syndrome, Song Qingcheng has always been reluctant to explain the reason.

Pei Huaizhi, for some unknown reason, put the hand he had just withdrawn back into Song Qingcheng's palm.

Song Qingcheng blinked and looked at Pei Huaizhi. "What?"

Pei Huaizhi said nothing, but just pinched her palm, looking like he was taking her pulse.

"...Isn't this person stupid? How can a stupid person take someone else's pulse?"

So Song Qingcheng felt that he was not stupid anymore!

Pei Huaizhi was holding the ghost vein in Song Qingcheng's hand. He believed in this method and had learned it out of curiosity.

I don't know why it was used on Song Qingcheng today.

Pei Huaizhi wiped his palms and frowned slightly.

He also gently pressed on the connection between the index finger and the middle finger, as if looking for something.

This time his frown deepened.

Song Qingcheng's ghost vein is different from that of ordinary people.

He wanted to find out more, but Song Qingcheng became restless again.

Song Qingcheng asked softly, "How about you be my husband?"

Pei Huaizhi was holding the tender and beautiful girl in his arms, and he was already enduring it with all his strength. Now, hearing these teasing words, his handsome face darkened even more.

Song Qingcheng was still insisting on asking him if he was willing to be her husband. Her voice was soft and tender, and even a little anxious at the end.

Outside the carriage, Shuqi and Wu Songsong, who were driving the carriage, looked at each other awkwardly. Shuqi looked back at the carriage. The thick curtains blocked most of the sound, and only intermittent sounds could be heard.

Shuqi leaned back.

Wu Songsong, the driver, was startled. He lowered his voice and asked hurriedly, "What are you doing? You want to be beaten!"

Shuqi was sullen. He didn't want to support the woman, but he was just worrying about his master.

The last thing that reached Shuqi's ears was his wife's words, "Is it possible?" He didn't know what she meant by "Is it possible?" He was almost dying of anxiety. It was already this time, so shouldn't anything be possible?

Shuqi was so anxious that he felt like he had lice all over his body.

Wu Songsong looked at Shuqi sympathetically and said, "The emperor is not anxious, but the eunuch is!"

"You are such a blockhead, what do you know? If I had known, I would have left the carriage a scent of orchid instead of a stick of fragrant incense."

Shuqi was annoyed, and Wu Songsong saw that Qi was not interested and was too lazy to care about it.

At this moment, the carriage jolted violently.

Between the lightning and flint.

Shuqi lost his balance and fell backwards in the carriage. Shuqi instantly felt a murderous intent and saw Song Qingcheng hugging Pei Huaizhi's neck with her entire upper body nestled in Pei Huaizhi's arms.

Although Emperor Pei Huai covered Song Qingcheng tightly for a while.

But it was just a matter of a second, and Shuqi still saw a lot of it.

Hmm!! It just looks so ambiguous!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

What on earth should I do~!

When I came to my senses, I could clearly feel the murderous intent of my master.

Shuqi jumped up and jumped out of the car as if escaping.

"Master, spare my life, I didn't see anything!!!"

Then the sharp palm wind blew past Shuqi's ears, directly cutting off a strand of his hair.

Shuqi glared at Wu Songsong who was driving the cart, "You piece of wood, are you trying to kill me!!!"

Wu Songsong scratched his head. It was so dark, who would have known there was a pit underneath.