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

It is simply dazzling, and there is no shortage of secrets of many officials. There is nothing that cannot be recorded, only what you can't imagine.

She even suspected that Pei Huaizhi had placed a lot of secret guards in the homes of these officials.

The bizarre things inside made Song Qingcheng drop her jaw in shock.

Among them, the one about the Marquis of Southern Yunnan was the story of Xiao Furong, and the cause and effect were recorded very clearly.

Song Qingcheng also knew that no big family, especially those with many wives and concubines in the backyard, was harmonious and clean. Most of them were involved in dirty things.

I think it was the wife of the Marquis of Diannan's mansion who used this method, praising her openly and criticizing her secretly. On the surface, she loved Xiao Furong very much, but in fact, she was definitely ruining Xiao Furong.

As the eldest daughter of the Marquis of Diannan, her mother was also a lady from a prominent family. Her status should be more noble than any illegitimate son or daughter in the Marquis of Diannan's mansion.

Unfortunately, Xiao Furong's biological mother died early, and she entrusted her affairs to the wrong person, so she did not see the evil intentions of her maid who came with her as a dowry.

In the end, not only did he die at the hands of his maid who came with his dowry, but he was also usurped by someone else.

The only daughter she gave birth to was so ignorant.

Song Qingcheng shook her head.

"Why did it take so long? What did Qingcheng say to Princess Xiao?"

Nan Shengsheng only vaguely heard Xiao Furong apologizing to Song Qingcheng, but she didn't hear clearly what was said.

"It's just to remind her to beware of her stepmother and sister!"

"Oh! But looking at Xiao Furong's expression just now, it seems that she doesn't appreciate it?"

When she left just now, Xiao Furong's face was not in a good state, and they saw it clearly.

"Everyone has their own inherent ideas. Since we can't change them, we should just respect them."

Song Qingcheng seemed to be thinking about something. "People can't teach people, but things can teach people. Once is enough. Don't turn back until you hit the wall!"

She thought of herself, her mind traveling to another dimension, "What can convince a person is never reason, but the south wall. What can wake a person up is never preaching, but painful suffering, and some irreversible pain."

When Song Qingcheng said these words, she was completely unaware of the sadness spreading around her. It was like being in a foggy forest where she could never see a bright future.

Nan Shengsheng and her cousin looked at each other, "..........."

"These words were said by that master. They are accurate and full of life lessons."

Nan Shengsheng's round eyes widened, "Qingcheng...you are only one year older than me, where do you get so many life lessons from? You are so old-fashioned..."

Although Nan Shengsheng said that Song Qingcheng looked old and dated, what she said was actually not accurate. She didn't want to see the endless sadness spreading around Song Qingcheng.

She didn't know why Song Qingcheng felt this kind of sadness.

Song Qingcheng's family background is even better than hers, so she should be as carefree as her.

When Song Qingcheng came to her senses, she saw her cousin looking at her with some concern, and realized that she seemed to be trapped in the emotions of her past life. She quickly suppressed her emotions. The past could not be retrieved, and endlessly falling into it would only increase the pain. She could not change anything in her past life, and it would not affect her present self.

She quickly adjusted her mood.

"...Don't worry, I'm fine. I just did it to fit the situation. Didn't the great writers write that young people don't know the taste of sorrow, so they force themselves to express sorrow in order to compose new poems? I just wanted to try out what it feels like."

"That's good"

My cousin breathed a sigh of relief. The huge grief that Song Qingcheng had just emanated from her body seemed to be real, like a monster, baring its fangs and claws, wanting to devour everything around it.

"Hi!"

Hearing this, Nan Shengsheng sighed indifferently, carefree and not noticing anything.

Nan Shengsheng shook Song Qingcheng's hand and said, "The banquet is about to start, why don't we sit together!"

This time men and women sat together.

Husband and wife should sit together.

Since my cousin listened to Song Qingcheng's advice, she has changed her previous nanny behavior, has money in her hands, and focuses on herself and her daughter, and lives a very comfortable life.

To her, her husband became a source of entertainment.

It is true that some men are just mean. My cousin used to love me like a son, serving me in every detail, but she ended up turning me into a shrew.

My cousin's husband, Li Yu, not only does not remember the kindness of his wife, he even despises my cousin for being old and ugly.

My cousin is only twenty-three years old, and her bad complexion is all due to the hard work of taking care of his entire family.

The couple is in this position, and even if Li Yu does not understand his wife's hard work, he should not make sarcastic remarks.

He was also being intimate with his mistress in front of his cousin.

At that time, my poor cousin was unwilling to spend a penny more for the entire mansion, and even used her own dowry to make up for it.

So what if he took the lead? Li Yu still spent a lot of money from the mansion to make more money.

Fortunately, in the end, my cousin faced the reality and focused 70% on herself and 30% on Li Yu. Only then did her life become much better.

Once this person came to terms with it, his complexion improved.

My cousin’s appearance is also the best among the noble families in the capital.

On the contrary, his cousin didn't care, but Li Yu discovered the good things about his wife. Her every move was gentle and elegant, a typical lady from a noble family. He even felt that his wife could bring gusts of fragrance when she walked, which was simply incomparable to those vulgar women in the brothel.

The relationship between husband and wife improved.

The two were still husband and wife, and faced with Li Yu's courtesy, the cousin had no reason to refuse, so she followed Li Yu, but she would not give her whole heart to him.

It's not bad to treat each other with respect. So, when they sit down at the table later, those who are already married will naturally sit with their husbands.

Song Qingcheng and her cousin both have husbands, except Nan Shengsheng herself.

Nan Shengsheng has no sisters and came with his father.

Apart from Song Qingcheng, Nan Shengsheng has no other close friends. It's only because her father is from the Imperial Observatory. Among the other ladies, Nan Shengsheng, who also knows a little about divination, always seems to be mentally abnormal. Sometimes they even think that Nan Shengsheng is weird.

The nickname that the ladies privately gave to Nan Shengsheng was "little charlatan".

Of course, Nan Shengsheng doesn't like playing with them either.

"My father is the most boring. There is a community opera tonight, and I will definitely be bored. Otherwise, Qingcheng, you can sit with me."

Nan Shengsheng shook Song Qingcheng's arm and said coquettishly.

Song Qingcheng didn’t reply to Nan Shengsheng at first, but looked past her and looked at Pei Huaizhi who was far behind her. At this time, there were still many people around Pei Huaizhi! ! !