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

Now is not the time to argue with him.

It's really funny... She won't dare to bother with such thankless tasks anymore.

But speaking of these four beauties, their figures and looks are all top-notch. It seems that the Emperor of Wei had put a lot of effort into selecting Pei Huaizhi, a minister, and she has been treated unfairly... Isn't this the best reason for being in a thankless position?

Song Qingcheng really didn’t understand…

If you really think about it, she is the one who should feel wronged...

After all, under normal circumstances, who could accept their husband taking a concubine?

If he had accepted it happily, he wouldn't have to worry until now!!!

Song Qingcheng rolled her eyes at Pei Huaizhi.

But Pei Huaizhi seemed to be very angry and didn't even look at Song Qingcheng.

The Emperor of Wei was satisfied.

She discovered that the Emperor of Wei's imperial mind had reached perfection. Instead of spending this much time, she might as well deal with a few more memorials.

When Song Qingcheng thought back to her previous life, she felt overwhelmed by the half-person-high memorial paper on Pei Huai's desk.

But Pei Huaizhi always enjoyed it!! At that time, she was wondering why Pei Huaizhi liked to handle official business so much.

All kinds of things have to go through his hands.

For a while, Pei Huaizhi's right hand was not working properly, but it turns out that his left hand is just as powerful as his right hand!

She remembered that at that time, even on the days when Pei Huaizhi did not attend court, the palace maids would come once a day to bring new things and take away the old ones.

At that time, she even said some extremely disrespectful words to the maidservants around her.

If he was like the Emperor of Wei, she would think that as long as one was kind and upright, he could sit on the throne, so what did it matter?

Even if it was her, she thought it was okay.

Anyway, there is a capable minister below.

The Emperor of Wei did not do much work the whole night. He did those ridiculous and immoral things and also granted the marriage for no apparent reason.

The Emperor of Wei was very satisfied.

The court was already a muddy place, and now it couldn't be more muddy.

Song Qingcheng looked down and saw that most of the people who came were officials with high positions in the court.

Many officials were already filled with disappointment towards the Emperor of Wei.

Song Qingcheng felt that everything in this life seemed to be accelerated.

now.

There will probably be bloodshed in the court.

Song Qingcheng was thinking about it when she suddenly felt uncomfortable all over, as if something was attached to her.

She looked in the direction of the uncomfortable feeling and met King Wing's eyes.

"you are mine!"

Song Qingcheng frowned when she saw King Yi's lip movements.

There was no need to carefully identify the lip reading to clearly know what it was.

Nausea.

Song Qingcheng looked at King Yi's undisguised and naked eyes.

It was as if he wanted to see what she was like through her eyes.

Suddenly Song Qingcheng felt a darkness in front of her eyes.

Pei Huaizhi had stood in front of her at some point and blocked King Yi's gaze, which carried obvious meaning.

The two of them confronted each other silently, and Song Qingcheng felt that the current situation was like this.

A minister and a prince.

It's obvious that they are no longer on the same line.

In the future, it will definitely be a situation where either you die or I die.

No matter what kind of person King Yi is, he will always be a wise ruler.

If she wanted Pei Huaizhi to be well, the General's Mansion to be well, and she to be well.

Then the one who ascends the throne must not be King Yi.

Among the princes today, besides Prince Yi who is the most powerful, Prince Yan is the only one left.

Although the Prince of Yan is weak, if he has the help of Pei Huaizhi, he may be able to fight with the Prince of Yi.

She looked at Pei Huaizhi's tall back, and Pei Huaizhi had no third choice.

He could only choose King Yan.

I wonder if Prince Wei Shao of Yan has any ambitions for the throne.

Moreover, she saw a rare normality in Prince Yan.

After all, from the Emperor of Wei to the Crown Prince and then to the King of Yi, none of the royal men are normal.

Maybe the upper beam is crooked and the lower beam is crooked.

In his opinion, it was normal to have only one King of Yan, and it was possible that he had gone to the border since he was young.

Therefore, he was the least affected by the Emperor of Wei.

Now they can only support King Yan.

Of course Song Qingcheng also had her own selfish motives. When Prince Yan was a child in the capital, his father was the only one who did not discriminate against him. He brought him to the military camp and treated him well.

If the Prince of Yan ascends the throne in the future, the entire General's Mansion would naturally not be killed.

Before Prince Yan ascends the throne, they only need to keep a low profile and wait for the opportunity.

When she returns, she will have a good talk with Pei Huaizhi. As long as Pei Huaizhi can unite with the King of Yan as soon as possible.

That's a hundred benefits with no harm.

The Emperor of Wei abdicated the throne, and all the officials in the Zhaixing Tower and their accompanying family members bowed their heads to see him off respectfully.

The people who just came in to perform the community fire show.

When the Imperial Censor Gongye hit his head and died just now, he was so frightened that he crawled on the ground and dared not move.

They were afraid that the Emperor of Wei would take a liking to them and order them to be executed. At this moment, a man with a painted face and stilts was holding a jar in his hand.

No one knew what was in the jar, but just now, the man with stilts wearing facial mask drank a few sips and spit out something like a fire dragon.

The man with the stilt mask had taken off his stilts at some point, and the thick grease paint on his face covered his expression.

But the look in those triangular eyes made Song Qingcheng's sixth sense feel very bad.

Because in Song Qingcheng's view, those eyes carried an inexplicable sense of calculation and cruelty.

Or maybe Song Qingcheng already knew that there might be an assassin today, so she was more vigilant than anyone else in Zhaixing Tower.

Does this masked man want to take action?

The man with the mask took the opportunity of everyone bowing their heads to respectfully see off the Emperor of Wei.

Moving slowly, he squeezed into a corner where no one was paying attention and was very close to the Emperor of Wei.

Song Qingcheng's heart seemed to be beating out of her throat, and she stared at the man with the mask on his face without blinking.

She was sure that the Facebook man might be a fool.

We have to take action at this time.

But he didn't seem stupid, because no one paid attention to the man on stilts.

I saw him holding the dismantled stilts in his hands.

The stilts were made of solid wood. If you hit them with a stick, at most you would get a bruise or break a bone.

If it hits the head, my brain would probably burst.

Song Qingcheng had thought before that anyone entering the palace, except for the imperial guards around the Emperor of Wei, or people approved by the Emperor of Wei, no one else, whether officials or government officials, were allowed to bring sharp weapons into the palace.

Before entering the palace to meet the emperor, different people would search and inspect the person.

All of these performances are fake.

The guards searched very strictly, and no swords, spears, halberds or hidden weapons could be brought in.

Song Qingcheng was still wondering if this assassin was just being brave and wanted to kill the Emperor of Wei with his bare hands.

That would be nothing but suicide!

Now it seems that he was not unarmed, but wanted to use the guy who made his living to kill the Emperor of Wei.

Song Qingcheng felt that although it was still a bit ridiculous, at least he was not unarmed and at least he had a weapon in his hand.

If you're lucky, you can hit the Emperor of Wei on the head with the stick.

Isn't that success?

The man in the mask was moving forward on stilts.

It seems that he wants to get closer to the target of assassination.

Song Qingcheng: "..."