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

After hearing this, Song Qingcheng couldn't help but be distracted, as if someone had hit her chest hard.

Is this actually the case?

Song Qingcheng recalled how she and Pei Huaizhi got along in her previous life. In the more than ten years since they got married, they had been respectful to each other most of the time. Song Qingcheng thought that since Pei Huaizhi had been studying Taoism since he was young, he must be more self-disciplined and polite than ordinary people. Now that she thought about it, a man as clear-minded as Pei Huaizhi would naturally not like her and would like Xie Wan Ning.

Thinking of this, she felt a surge of sorrow in her heart, but Song Qingcheng, who had been devoted to her in her previous life, was already dead. Now she forced herself to suppress the sorrow in her heart, and suddenly remembered that Pei Huaizhi had been acting strangely recently.

Could it be that he regretted it now and wanted to take Xie Wan Ning back, but because of her face, he could only take roundabout means and wanted her to take the initiative to bring up the matter of taking Xie Wan Ning back.

But it doesn't matter anymore. She doesn't like him now anyway. If he really wants to take Xie Wan Ning back, then it's up to him. Just don't cause trouble for her. Let's see when he will speak.

Song Qingcheng smiled and said nothing. In her previous life, she had worried about these two things so much that she was bedridden at a young age and ended up dying a tragic death. She never saw Pei Huaizhi until the very end.

It's ridiculous.

"By the way, did my second sister-in-law bother you? My eldest sister-in-law went to the Glazed Hall to discuss matters, so my third sister-in-law should also go."

In fact, what Shen Tanxiang said was correct. The rule of the Duke's Mansion was that whoever of the brothers had a higher status in the court would be in charge of the backyard. In theory, the headship of the family should be handed over to Song Qingcheng.

Song Qingcheng naturally knew what Shen Tanxiang was thinking. Wang Zhirou valued the power of household affairs more than her life. When the handover took place in the previous life, Wang Zhirou turned against her directly and they had little contact in the next few years.

In this life, Song Qingcheng figured it out. Women have been bound for too long by the social order of taking care of their husbands and children and of men being superior to women. They have become birds in a cage, staring at the little piece of land right under their noses. But women should not be trapped in the backyard. She wants a wider world. Besides, she doesn't care about the power of the small backyard now. Why make enemies for herself and benefit others?

Song Qingcheng saw through it but didn't say anything.

"My eldest sister-in-law is a good housekeeper, I can't compare to her. Since I'm not good at it, for the sake of the Duke's Mansion, it's better to let my eldest sister-in-law take charge of the household. Speaking of which, I will go to thank my eldest sister-in-law someday for taking on all these hard work for me."

Shen Tanxiang didn't expect to get such a reaction. It was beyond her expectation. She didn't know if she was really stupid or just pretending to be stupid. She gave away the fat meat for free and thanked others. Did she know what the power of the head of the family could bring? After a few things that happened before, she thought Song Qingcheng was smart, but she didn't expect that she was also stupid and helpless. It was a waste of her trip.

"What happened to my second sister-in-law? Why did she suddenly stop talking?"

Song Qingcheng pretended not to understand Shen Tanxiang's thoughts, and looked at Shen Tanxiang innocently with her star-like eyes.

"My younger sister-in-law is more open-minded, but my second sister-in-law thinks too much."

Shen Tanxiang smiled and said, "I think it's getting late. I'm afraid Heng Ge'er wants to look for me. I'll go back first."

"Since my second sister-in-law is busy, I won't invite her to dinner."

"Stay for a while!"

Wait for Shen Tanxiang to leave.

"You really don't want the power of the master's butler," Xia He asked, standing at the side.

"It's a waste of effort and you won't get much benefit. What's the point of coming here?"

Xia He didn't quite understand. This woman was not like a man. Wasn't this woman's life meant to gain a foothold in this backyard? Although she didn't understand the master's reason, she believed that the master must have a reason and was right to do so.

*

Shen Tanxiang returned to her own courtyard from Jinghe Hall. The second master held an idle position in the government office, and there was nothing to do on weekdays. Even if there was something to do, he would not be needed.

As expected, the second master Pei Huaiming was sitting leisurely on a lounge chair in the yard, eating grapes leisurely, and Li Xiaoniang was sitting on a small stool and fanning him attentively.

This scene made Shen Tanxiang even more angry.

"Second Master is really enjoying life." The tone sounded sarcastic.

The rules set by the old Duke during his lifetime were that men in the Duke's Mansion could take concubines, but they were not allowed to favor concubines over their wives. So no matter how much a man loved his concubines, he could not break the rules.

When Li Xiaoniang saw that Shen Tanxiang was well-behaved, she stood up and bowed, then stepped aside.

Pei Huaiming opened his eyes and saw Shen Tanxiang who was obviously unhappy. "Who has made you unhappy again, Madam?"

"you!"

Pei Huaiming first said to Li Xiaoniang: "Yun'er, you go down first."

" yes"

Liu Xiaoniang knelt down and saluted, then returned to her own courtyard.

Qin Huaiming pulled Shen Tanxiang, who was sitting next to him, into his arms. He buried his head in Shen Tanxiang's neck, sniffed deeply, and said in a humming voice, "Xiang'er smells so good. Tell me how I have offended our Sister Xiang."

Pei Huaiming said this, but his hands did not stop moving, stroking the soft flesh on Shen Tanxiang's waist.

"Don't give me that!"

Shen Tanxiang suppressed her thoughts and warned silently in her heart that Pei Huaiming might not be good at other things, but he was first-rate at deceiving people.

Every time she wanted to talk to him about the affairs of the Second House, he would always divert her to another place. But his methods were too ruthless and unrestrained. Shen Tanxiang, a lady from a wealthy family, could not resist him. With just a few movements of Pei Huaiming's hands, Shen Tanxiang had collapsed in his arms like a pool of spring water.

Shen Tanxiang said in a soft voice, "Second Master uses this trick every time."

"Like it"

Pei Huaiming said in a low voice.

"dislike?"

Shen Tanxiang was unwilling to admit that she had become weak due to the teasing.

"Xiang'er, Second Master tells you, lying is not good, I'm going to punish Xiang'er." Not knowing how Pei Huaiming's hands moved under the skirt, Shen Tanxiang's face became more and more ruddy, she cried out repeatedly, and her breathing became rapid.

Shen Tanxiang couldn't bear it any longer: "Second Master, please spare me."

"How can this be done?" Pei Huaiming's hands moved faster, and Shen Tanxiang trembled all over, as if she had let out a breath, and she lay in Pei Huaiming's arms like a boneless person, and finally couldn't say anything anymore. Regardless of other things, Shen Tanxiang really couldn't find any fault with Pei Huaiming in this matter of family.

It took Shen Tanxiang a long time to recover.

"Second Master, can't you try your best in the court?" Shen Tanxiang no longer had the initial aggressiveness when she spoke.

"Xiang'er, you are a woman and a child, so you don't understand the truth. Now I am doing this all for you and your son. The court is full of twists and turns. The current emperor is very old. Although he is in good health now, he is old after all. To say something treasonous, he might die one day. Besides, everyone knows that the crown prince of the East Palace is not very talented, and the other princes are eyeing him covetously. The future is bound to be a bloody storm. If I, the second master, take the lead like your third brother, I might dig my own grave. What will you and your son do then? I am keeping a low profile like this, and that person will not see any threat from me. Maybe we can still live the carefree life we ​​have now."