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

Otherwise, I would never be able to say that I am not drunk.

Pei Huaizhi had no choice but to hold Song Qingcheng's neck and turn her head to the side.

Pei Huaizhi had many ways to sober up Song Qingcheng, but she looked stubborn.

Pei Huaizhi just gave up.

Soon, he returned to Pei Mansion.

When he arrived at the mansion gate, Shuqi still owed fifty military sticks.

Looking at Wu Songsong, "You go!"

Wu Songsong glanced at Shuqi, not knowing what this guy was afraid of.

The master is not the unreasonable person.

Wu Songsong stepped forward lightly, "Master, we're here!"

A voice soon came from inside the carriage, a faint response.

Wu Songsong got a response and looked at Shuqi again, as if to say, you see, there's nothing wrong.

Shuqi was despised by Wu Songsong.

Pei Huaizhi glanced at the confused Song Qingcheng and asked, "How are we going to get down? Should I carry you down, or should you walk down by yourself?"

"I'll go by myself!"

Pei Huaizhi got off the carriage first, stood beside it, and stretched out his hand.

Song Qingcheng put her hand into Pei Huaizhi's palm, and with the help of Pei Huaizhi's force, she got off the carriage very neatly.

Lead by Pei Huaizhi.

Pei Huaizhi's legs were too long and his steps were big. Even when he was walking normally, he walked much faster than Song Qingcheng.

Song Qingcheng had only taken a few steps when she began to stagger and could hardly keep up.

Xia He and the others had no choice but to follow Song Qingcheng closely, looking at their young lady with some worry.

But it doesn't look like the son-in-law is angry.

Song Qingcheng really couldn't keep up and her temper started to flare up.

I simply didn't move a step.

Pei Huaizhi paused and turned around, seeing the angry face, and slowed down again.

All the way to Chunhe Hall.

It was already late, Song Qingcheng was drunk, and Pei Huaizhi did not bother to argue with her any further.

When Aunt Zhang saw her son-in-law and her young lady coming back together, she almost laughed to death.

No matter what, the relationship between the two people finally got better.

next day

When Song Qingcheng woke up, her head still hurt.

She was very familiar with this kind of pain. When she regained consciousness and thought of the glasses of plum wine she had last night, she knew why.

She looked at the bedside. Pei Huaizhi's quilt was a little messy, obviously he had spent the night here with her.

Song Qingcheng rubbed his eyebrows, wondering if he was talking nonsense again.

She didn't remember what she looked like when she was drunk, but from what Dongmei and the others had said, she must have had a very bad drinking habit.

I hope she didn't say anything out of the ordinary.

Xia He heard the noise and knocked on the door. After hearing Song Qingcheng's response, she filed in and helped Song Qingcheng wash and dress up.

Song Qingcheng was listless, "I didn't do anything excessive yesterday, did I?"

It was Chunhe who followed Song Qingcheng yesterday, but she was not by Song Qingcheng's side. She didn't know the details and whether anything happened between the two masters.

I could only shake my head.

That's all!

Song Qingcheng thought about it and decided that no matter what happened last night, good or bad, it had happened and knowing it wouldn’t change anything.

If Pei Huaizhi really wanted to argue with her over such a small matter, then he would be petty.

Dongmei and the others had no idea what had happened between the brother-in-law and the young lady, and Song Qingcheng didn't say anything else.

"The girl has a headache!"

Dongmei came in carrying a bowl of something black, which gave off a medicinal aroma with a slight bitter taste, but not unpleasant.

"My son-in-law wrote a prescription early in the morning and asked me to make a soup for you. He said that if you have a headache, you can drink it!"

Dongmei smiled and said that she felt that the son-in-law cared very much about the young lady.

Those who are involved are often confused, while those who are not involved can see things clearly. The lady should also pay more attention.

Song Qingcheng was speechless.

For more than a year, she really could not find any fault with what Pei Huaizhi had done.

The medicine was bitter, so it was better to suffer a short pain than a long one, so Song Qingcheng simply drank it all in one gulp.

New Year is the most leisurely time.

After drinking some hangover-relief medicine and having breakfast, there seemed to be nothing else to do.

I don’t know if it’s because of the medicine prescribed by Pei Huaizhi, but Song Qingcheng feels that her mind is much clearer.

Even the vague stabbing pain in my heart that was always there before has lessened a lot.

She didn't see Pei Huaizhi this morning. Based on her understanding of Pei Huaizhi, he was probably busy even during the day off.

*********

When Pei Huaizhi came back, he ran into King Yi.

Wu Songsong usually follows Song Qingcheng. He had previously sent a pigeon to tell Pei Huaizhi that Song Qingcheng went to Wanzhao Temple to burn incense today.

When Pei Huaizhi came out of the palace, he received a letter via carrier pigeon. He wanted to go directly to Wanzhao Temple to pick up his wife.

Unexpectedly, the road to Wanzhao Temple is not the main road, and you can see people you don’t want to see.

Ever since Pei Huaizhi made it clear that he did not stand in King Yi's camp, King Yi had no good face when he saw Pei Huaizhi.

After all, it seems now that Pei Huaizhi is his biggest stumbling block.

Whether it is the throne or women.

However, although the two were already filled with blood and gore in their hearts, they did not show any signs on their faces.

Especially after last night.

The two of them disliked each other even more.

However, King Yi can now be sure that Pei Huaizhi also has weaknesses.

As long as there is a weakness, it is a good opponent.

No one remembered what happened last night. One was calm and stern, the other was scheming. It was as if nothing unpleasant had happened yesterday. They both bowed on horseback and exchanged polite greetings.

"Minister Pei is increasingly valued by my father. Oh, by the way, I remember that I didn't congratulate Huaizhi on his promotion."

"I don't deserve it. I am just being loyal to the emperor and receiving his salary. After the New Year, His Royal Highness Prince Yi will return to his fiefdom. I wish His Royal Highness safe journey in advance."

Among the adult princes of the Wei Dynasty, except for the crown prince, no one can stay in the capital for too long and must return to their fiefdoms.

"Don't bother Huaizhi with his concern. Duke Xiao's family has done such a dirty thing, so the position of the cabinet's deputy assistant has become vacant. As a prince, I have no choice but to take on the responsibility."

In King Yi's eyes, he was determined to win.

The Cabinet is above the six ministries and is definitely a lucrative position.

Pei Huaizhi's face showed nothing. "Now, if we look at ability, His Royal Highness Prince Yi is the only one who can take this position. Seizing this position is equivalent to seizing the lifeline of the six ministries. All matters in the court are handled by the cabinet. Prince Yi's move is indeed a good one. However, I have been promoted to the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, and I am responsible for promoting national policies and court discussions. Your Highness will have to help me solve the problem."

King Yi narrowed his eyes dangerously. The Ministry of Revenue was like an abacus bead, managing the inflow and outflow of the silver of Wei. Compared with the other five ministries, the Ministry of Revenue was the most special. The Emperor of Wei was suspicious by nature, even with the cabinet.

The Emperor of Wei was still worried, so he personally took charge of the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of War.

Before this, Prince Yi had no place in the Ministry of Revenue.