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

Wait till everyone leaves!!!

Song Qingcheng looked at Pei Huaizhi again.

Pei Huaizhi was still lying on the bed with a frown on his face, showing no signs of waking up.

Pei Huaizhi was the one who suffered a lung injury and broken ribs. Anyone else would have died long ago!

But she was really speechless.

The assassin's stilt-legged dream beat people up like this.

If this hit the Emperor of Wei, he would be killed on the spot! ! !

With his old arms and legs, he can't hold on!

This painful plan is too costly...

At that time she suggested that the self-torture tactic should be more realistic, but she did not fly so fast that she only left herself with one breath.

Song Qingcheng sighed, even feeling a little regretful. She might as well not have mentioned this self-torture tactic and just did it first!

........................

Song Qingcheng sat beside Pei Huaizhi for a while, staring at Pei Huaizhi's face, not knowing what she was thinking? ?

At this time, Xia He approached Song Qingcheng and said respectfully, "Master, it's getting late. We have prepared hot water. How about we stay here to look after you, and you go wash up first!"

Xia He didn’t know what the two masters had experienced in the palace!

Just a little worried!

Song Qingcheng came back from the palace and stayed with Pei Huaizhi. Her palace clothes were a little dirty...

After Xia He reminded me, I felt something bad all over my body. I really couldn't do this anymore!!!

"Okay, you guys take good care of the son-in-law. Report to me immediately if anything happens." Song Qingcheng nodded, stood up, and followed the maids to the side room to wash up!!!

Pei Huaizhi was still unconscious after all, so Song Qingcheng simply washed up and changed into clean clothes.

Thinking of Pei Huaizhi, he asked someone to prepare more hot water.

Pei Huaizhi couldn't move now, but his body was also dirty.

Pei Huaizhi has always liked cleanliness. Now there is still a lot of dirt and blood on his body. I wonder if he is feeling uncomfortable, which is why he frowned!

After all, this person seems to have mysophobia!!!

Song Qingcheng ordered someone to carry the basin of water into the room again.

After all, they are an old married couple and have seen everything. Besides, if Pei Huaizhi is unconscious, she is not the one who will suffer.

"You all get out now!"

Song Qingcheng ordered.

The maids who were serving withdrew tactfully.

As the head maidservant beside Song Qingcheng, Xia He naturally thought more carefully and said to her master, "Miss, the maids are waiting outside. If you have anything to do, tell them!"

Song Qingcheng nodded, "We've been tired all day, there's no need for everyone to wait outside, let's take a rest!"

She looks like that, and the people in Chunhetang don't know any medical skills, so there is no need for them to stay together, after all, they can't help much.

"Yes, girl!"

Maids, back off!

Only Song Qingcheng and Pei Huaizhi were left in the room.

She didn't want to do anything, she just wanted to make Pei Huaizhi feel more comfortable in his coma.

Pei Huaizhi’s clothes can no longer be kept.

She was able to move Pei Huaizhi, but now her master's ribs were broken, so she was worried and did not dare to move Pei Huaizhi easily.

He was afraid that the broken rib might be accidentally dislocated and injure his internal organs!

That would be completely exhausting!

Pei Huaizhi’s clothes can no longer be kept.

But I can't move.

Song Qingcheng decided to go all out and directly took the pair of scissors that Xixi used for sewing and cut Pei Huaizhi's coat into pieces.

The scattered scraps of cloth were gathered aside, leaving only the relatively clean inner garments.

She moved very gently, carefully avoiding his wound. When she touched Pei Huaizhi's face, she couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Although he looked pale at the moment, it still couldn't hide his handsome face.

Song Qingcheng couldn't help but gently stroke his cheek, sighing in her heart that she was bewitched by this face at that time. It couldn't really be blamed on her: he looked so pitiful.

Song Qingcheng was thinking...

At this moment, Pei Huaizhi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he seemed to be about to wake up.

Song Qingcheng quickly withdrew her hand, stood up, and pretended nothing had happened.

She waited for a while and saw that Pei Huaizhi did not wake up.

She touched Pei Huaizhi's forehead and put her forehead close to Pei Huaizhi's forehead.

It's a bit hot, maybe I'll have a fever at night.

The most dangerous thing about this seriously injured person is the fever.

Song Qingcheng reminded herself to be careful.

But after a whole day of hard work, she was a little tired.

Right now I am just trying to maintain this spirit.

She took off her shoes and lay outside Pei Huaizhi. Fortunately, the bed was big after all.

Even if she lay down, she wouldn't squeeze Pei Huaizhi.

This time, my eyelids were a little twitchy!

Song Qingcheng wanted to take off some of Pei Huaizhi's underwear.

If it really catches fire, it will be able to dissipate the heat.

However, as soon as her hand touched Pei Huaizhi's chest, she was grabbed. Pei Huaizhi had opened his eyes without knowing when, and a deep look in his eyes, without revealing his shoulders, looked at Song Qingcheng in a daze.

"Manman, what are you doing?" Pei Huaizhi's voice was a little weak, but it still scared Song Qingcheng.

It’s really killing me!

Who would have thought that a person who was originally unconscious would suddenly open his eyes.

"You...when did you wake up? Do you know that scaring people can be fatal!" Song Qingcheng's face flushed and she tried to break free from his hand.

Pei Huaizhi refused to let go, but pulled Song Qingcheng into his arms. "Madam, you are bullying me! You want to take off my clothes!"

"It does not make sense?"

Song Qingcheng struggled a few times, but considering Pei Huaizhi's broken ribs, she didn't dare to struggle hard, so she had to move slightly. However, she found that Pei Huaizhi was very strong and couldn't break free at all.

She raised her head and looked at Pei Huaizhi, with a flash of anger in her eyes. "Let me go! What's wrong with you? Are you going to die?"

Pei Huaizhi's pair of dark pupils were already very blurry. Song Qingcheng even suspected that Pei Huaizhi had not woken up at all and didn't know what he was doing!

Pei Huaizhi tilted his head and whispered in Song Qingcheng's ear, "No, unless Madam agrees to one thing for me."

"What's the matter?" Song Qingcheng stared at him and asked.

"Don't ignore me in the future! Otherwise..." Pei Huaizhi's tone was filled with a hint of coquettishness.

A strange feeling flashed through Song Qingcheng's heart.

Seeing that she didn't agree, Pei Huaizhi increased the strength in his hands.

His tone was a little aggrieved, "Why? Is it so difficult to answer???"

Song Qingcheng saw that Pei Huaizhi was not giving in.

She nodded, not wanting to get tangled up with a patient, "Okay, I promise you."

Pei Huaizhi then let go of his hand with satisfaction.

He smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine. But I still want to thank you for your care, ma'am."