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

After all, it was Pei Huaizhi's gimmick, and it seemed that it would not be the same if he didn't call out.

But the problem is that Pei Huaizhi should not have fallen asleep.

The tone of voice when I gave instructions to Shuqi just now was still full of energy, it is impossible that he fell asleep in such a short while!!!

“Cough cough cough………………”

Song Qingcheng eased her embarrassment.

It seems like there is no salt available here for three hundred taels.

"Master Pei... your meat buns are here... don't you want to eat meat buns?... they won't taste good if they get cold!!!"

After Song Qingcheng finished speaking, she waited for Pei Huaizhi to speak or open his eyes.

"Have you ever heard the proverb...?"

Pei Huaizhi asked in a voice so cold that it could freeze someone to death.

For a moment, Song Qingcheng didn't understand Pei Huaizhi's incoherent words.

"Minister Pei, please stop beating around the bush. You are so inexplicable... I am so stupid, how could I know!"

Song Qingcheng hummed.

"If you throw a meat bun at a dog, there's no way back!!"

Finally, Pei Huaizhi said coldly!

Song Qingcheng…………

What's the meaning? !

Before Song Qingcheng could say anything else, Pei Huaizhi said in a flat voice, "Eat it! Eat it while it's hot! Don't shake the carriage!!!"

Song Qingcheng felt two black lines on her forehead, and for a moment she didn't know which point to refute Pei Huaizhi.

If she eats it, wouldn’t she become a dog………………!

Pei Huaizhi really doesn't use any dirty words when he curses!

Ever since getting on the carriage, Song Qingcheng felt something was strange. This man not only gave off a cold aura, but also spoke with sarcasm!

Song Qingcheng wondered when she had offended this deity again.

Song Qingcheng turned her head away. After all, she was still the dignified Boss Song.

I can still afford the buns, so why should I bow down for a few pieces of silver?

Pei Huaizhi didn't hear any noise and knew that Song Qingcheng didn't eat.

"A hero won't accept food given out of pity?"

Pei Huaizhi asked.

Song Qingcheng wondered if Pei Huaizhi had a third eye on his forehead.

Even though her eyes were closed, I knew what she was doing.

snort!

"If I eat it, wouldn't I become a dog? And an ungrateful dog who never comes back! Lord Pei, why are you so boring... so childish..."

"I have the money, I can buy it myself, Master Pei, why don't you keep the bag and use it to beat other dogs!!!"

"Shuqi, stop the car!"

Song Qingcheng lifted the curtain of the carriage and said in surprise.

Shuqi immediately tightened the reins, wondering what was going on with these two masters today???

Why are you so startled?

"What are your orders, madam?"

Shuqi asked respectfully.

"I want to buy some food!"

"what?"

Shuqi scratched his head. The buns he just bought were enough for three or four people.

Why are these two masters arguing over food?

"…………Madam, we have already passed the main road. The road to the palace is quiet. There are no food vendors. And if we go back, we will probably delay entering the palace!!"

Shuqi tried to be as tactful as possible.

Song Qingcheng let out a roar, but didn't make things difficult for Shuqi.

"Then let's go, don't miss the time!"

，*

Pei Huaizhi opened his deep eyes, like a calm sea, hiding turbulent waves.

Song Qingcheng was not unfamiliar with this kind of look in her previous life, but after she came back to life, she rarely saw it.

But this kind of Pei Huaizhi should be the real Pei Huaizhi.

"Let's go!"

Song Qingcheng and Pei Huaizhi went in together. The Lantern Festival banquet was held in the Zhaixing Tower, which got its name from the fact that one could pick stars with one's hands.

Along the way, the entire palace was hung with various lanterns. It should have been festive and lively, but for some reason it gave Song Qingcheng a gloomy feeling.

She subconsciously pulled her cloak closer.

Pei Huaizhi, who had been silent since just now and was originally on her left, now stepped forward to his right side in the direction of the wind, blocking most of the cold wind for her.

"Thanks!!"

Song Qingcheng said.

Pei Huaizhi paused obviously, turned his head and looked at Song Qingcheng with a slightly strange look, his expression seemed to darken even more.

Song Qingcheng met his eyes and gave Pei Huaizhi a big, bright, and slightly flattering smile.

"Hmph!" Pei Huaizhi snorted coldly and turned his head back.

Only Song Qingcheng was left with the corner of her lips still pulled.

Song Qingcheng, "............"

You're trying to please someone but they don't appreciate it at all.

Song Qingcheng awkwardly retracted her "flattering" smile.

Song Qingcheng gritted her teeth. Pei Huaizhi looked calm, but in fact he was moody.

There was no other words spoken along the way.

I don’t know what the Emperor of Wei was thinking, but on this year’s Lantern Festival, men and women were not separated, so Song Qingcheng and Pei Huaizhi entered the Zhaixing Tower together.

There are already quite a few people in the Zhaixing Tower.

The Imperial Observatory must be present at such occasions. Song Qingcheng saw Nan Shengsheng at a glance. Ever since that little coward Nan Shengsheng ran away on the second day of the Chinese New Year, that greedy girl hadn't come to see her until the fifteenth day.

At this moment, he was smiling at her in a flattering manner.

Song Qingcheng pretended to glare at her.

They admired the moon and watched the folk performances in the Zhaixing Tower. Although there was no separation between men and women, the officials' wives still liked to stay with the wives they were familiar with.

Song Qingcheng followed behind Pei Huaizhi, feeling extremely bored.

The Emperor of Wei had not arrived yet, and the officials were greeting each other. Pei Huaizhi was neither humble nor arrogant, and was at ease, but he was not as taciturn as usual.

As more and more people arrived, many came to greet Pei Huaizhi.

After all, she was a favorite of the Emperor of Wei. This was really hard for Song Qingcheng, who had been pretending to smile to save the situation, and her face was almost frozen.

Seeing that there was no one coming, Song Qingcheng tugged at Pei Huaizhi's sleeve.

"..........that?"''

Pei Huaizhi looked at her, and Song Qingcheng hurriedly said, "You go ahead and socialize, I'm going to go find my little sister..."

In Pei Huaizhi's cognition, Song Qingcheng has never been very stable, but looking at those bright eyes, "Don't walk around!"

"Absolutely not! Don't worry, Master Pei!"

"Um!''

Pei Huaizhi replied indifferently.

Song Qingcheng was delighted. In Beijing, Song Qingcheng didn't have many girlfriends who were her good friends.

It was just Nan Shengsheng and her cousin, but girls always had endless topics to talk about, which was always more interesting than bringing Pei Huaizhi around.

As soon as Song Qingcheng walked into Nan Shengsheng's place, she heard Nan Shengsheng teasing, "Minister Pei, you're reluctant to let me go after such a long while!"

The cousin also tapped Song Qingcheng's nose and said, "Manman is so lucky. Where can we find a perfect husband like Pei Shilang?"

Song Qingcheng just smiled and said nothing.

The three people were talking and laughing.

At this time, there was a burst of noise coming from the entrance of the hall.

Song Qingcheng, Nan Shengsheng and others all looked towards the door at the same time.

A group of people crowded in at the door.