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

But after waiting for a few breaths, the bitter taste did not come. She smacked her lips and found it was slightly sweet. There are actually sweet medicines in this world.

Aunt Zhang saw her confusion and said, "Before the Third Master left, he said that women are afraid of bitterness, so he told me to add licorice to neutralize it."

After saying this, he did not forget to secretly observe the changes in Song Qingcheng's expression.

Song Qingcheng curled her lips and said nothing. She put down the bowl of medicine and thought carefully about what happened yesterday. The slight pain in her heart reminded her that she was sick!

Lightning! She, she's sick!

She secretly thought that lightning would take away her soul. Although this was unbelievable, the real feeling told her that it was true. That meant that in the future, whenever there were thunderstorms and lightning, she must hide well, otherwise she might die.

Speechless!

She felt like there was a kitchen knife hanging over her head, ready to fall down. She couldn't just ignore the thunder and rain. If only there was something or a warning device that could give timely weather forecasts, letting her know in advance whether it would be sunny, cloudy, rainy or thundery, so she could hide in advance.

The people from the Imperial Observatory don't even know how to do some research.

But she couldn't just sit there and wait for death. She remembered that in her previous life, Guangzhao Temple in the suburbs of Beijing was the most popular temple. Anyway, there was no other good solution now and she could only pray for Buddha's blessing.

*

After leaving Chunjing Hall, Shuqi was waiting outside the door, and then he accompanied Pei Huaizhi to the front hall.

He looked at the profile of the Third Master, who obviously had not had a good rest, and thought that it was no wonder that the Third Master did not sleep all night after carrying his wife back.

Seeing that Pei Huaizhi was not looking away, Shuqi secretly glanced at his blue robe.

He blinked.

Why is there a piece missing from Master San's sleeve? From the damaged part, we can tell that a strip of cloth is missing. Is this too much?

In the dim morning light, the man has an upright posture, a three-dimensional and delicate profile, and his restrained and calm temperament reveals a hint of nobility that cannot be easily overlooked.

He didn't look at Shuqi, and his tone was calm without any disturbance: "What are you looking at with those eyes?"

Shuqi, who was caught, said in a panic: "No, nothing, Third Master, hehe, is the Madam okay?"

Pei Huaizhi suddenly stopped and looked at him coldly: "What do you want to do?"

Pei Huaizhi was still late.

When Pei Huaizhi arrived at the Fengtian Hall, the Emperor of Wei was furious and threw the memorial at the feet of his ministers. He then stood silently at the end of the civil officials.

"How can this be possible!"

Why is the flood in the Huaihe River so serious that tens of thousands of people are displaced? What's the job of the Jiangnan Jiedushi? He doesn't pay taxes, and now that there is a flood, he has the nerve to ask the court for money.

Prince! What do you think about this matter?

The prince was racking his brains to think of a way to answer the question that would speak of the Holy Heart, and was about to speak, "Reporting..."

"Wait!"

The Emperor of Wei raised his hand to stop the prince, and glanced up to see Pei Huaizhi who was late.

His Majesty was also very gossipy. He was furious just a second ago, but now he didn't care what the prince said. He glanced in his direction and said with emotion: "This is the first time that Pei Aiqing has been late since he came to the court. And you look quite tired today. Young people should take care of their health."

This statement is very ambiguous, and it is inevitable that people may think in that direction.

It was quite surprising that this courtier, who was widely acknowledged as a workaholic, was late for court.

All the civil and military officials in the court felt ambiguous after hearing what he said, and it was obvious that they had been led astray by the Emperor of Wei.

If it happened to someone else, they would definitely feel very embarrassed, but since he was not suspecting others, Pei Huaizhi's face was still gentle and elegant.

Pei Huaizhi thought of Song Qingcheng's hand which had not been let go all night. It was too early to go to court, so he softened his heart and let her hold the corner of his clothes for another hour. When it was really too late, he used a dagger to separate the corner of her clothes. Fortunately, she did not wake up.

He didn't care about the opinions of these people. Misunderstandings were misunderstandings, but he had to explain to Emperor Wei Chao.

Pei Huaizhi thought so in his heart, and was about to apologize to the Emperor of Wei with his hands clasped on his face, but the Emperor of Wei waved his hands and said generously: "Forget it, forget it. After all, he is a young man full of blood and has just got married. I can understand."

Then he let the prince who had been interrupted just now continue speaking. Prince Wei Chan didn't expect that after going around in circles, he still had something to say.

His eyes flickered, and he hesitated for a long time, "I think, I think, this Zhang Da is extremely audacious, Your Majesty should immediately bring him to the court, behead him and set an example for others!"

Wei Du behind him sneered in his heart, what a fool! He thought that Zhang Da, the governor, was just playing house. He held military power, and although most of it was cut off in his previous life, he was still the richest and most powerful governor.

"What does the Wing King think?"

His Majesty looked at the Crown Prince with disappointment and then turned to King Yi and asked.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, I think it is better to ease rather than block, so as to prevent the dog from jumping off the wall in desperation. The court should quickly send people to Jiangnan. I think that Lord Pei has been in the Ministry of Revenue for more than half a month and should be sent to Jiangnan as the envoy to clean up the officials as soon as possible."

When the King of Wings mentioned Pei Huaizhi at this time, all the civil and military officials could not help but wonder about the relationship between the King of Wings and Pei Huaizhi. Moreover, the fact that His Royal Highness the King of Wings had frequently sent gifts to the Duke's Mansion in recent days made people mistakenly believe that Pei Huaizhi had already sided with His Royal Highness the King of Wings. If Pei Huaizhi had already joined the King of Wings' camp, then his father-in-law Song Huai, who commanded an army of 200,000, had also stood behind the King of Wings.

The Emperor of Wei was suspicious by nature, and he hated it most when his officials formed cliques for personal gain. His Royal Highness Prince Yi was doing this just to make the Emperor of Wei suspicious of Pei Huaizhi.

The Emperor of Wei had always trusted Pei Huaizhi the most and regarded him as his confidant. This created a rift between the monarch and his ministers.

"What do you think, Pei Aiqing?"

"I will leave it to your majesty to decide!"

"Then you should go to Jiangnan in three days."

"I will definitely live up to your Majesty's trust!"

The Emperor of Wei seemed to suddenly remember something and said, "Lord Pei has just been married. I'm sure he will be reluctant to leave his beloved wife at home, so you should go with him." He was very considerate of his courtiers when he said this.

But this journey is extremely dangerous, and if a woman follows them, it would be easier for them to control them.

Song Huaiyi, who had been silent the whole time, stepped out from the line of military generals and said, "Your Majesty, my daughter is naughty and dull. If we travel together, it might delay Lord Pei's actions. It would be better to let her stay in the capital."

"Song Aiqing is worrying too much. Jinling is Song Aiqing's hometown and the Song army is stationed there. Wouldn't it be easier to get things done if we go together?"

Song Huaiyi didn't want his daughter to get involved in such muddy water, and now he actually regretted marrying his daughter to Pei Huaizhi.

But on the day she returned home, her daughter told him about the dream. The only one who could save the Zhenguo Mansion was Pei Huaizhi, who later became a high-ranking official. She had to firmly win over her backers to the Song Mansion.

Song Huaiyi wanted to say something but was interrupted by the Emperor of Wei.

"Retreat!"

Everyone left Fengtian Palace.

Song Huaiyi called Pei Huaizhi from behind.