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

"So...I am doomed to die?"

After Song Qingcheng was flustered, she calmed down and asked softly, "Everyone has their own destiny. Sometimes, you can't get what you want by asking for it."

But the only thing that worried her was the General's Mansion and the people around her.

"Of course, it's not certain death. There is still a way out!"

Xuan Zhen stroked his goatee and replied in an unfathomable tone.

Pei Huaizhi's master was really weird. "Please explain?"

"Consummate the marriage!"

"what?"

Song Qingcheng was surprised. "What do you mean by consummating the marriage? What does it have to do with consummating the marriage? According to what you said, I am almost dead. Can you please stop joking?"

Song Qingcheng was confused by the trick she had been given.

"Old Taoist priest, I am talking about the internal and external treatment methods for your soul separation disease. The internal treatment is the method of consummating marriage. Didn't the old monk Xuanzhen mention it to you?"

Hearing this, Song Qingcheng frowned slightly. What kind of method of curing diseases and saving lives is this?

"Old Monk Xuankong really didn't tell you?"

"The one who tied the bell must be the one to untie it, Master Nian Kong said so!"

"This old monk is really trying to be mysterious? Forget it, the old monk has always been like this. Anyway, I, the old Taoist priest, have told you your fate. What to do? You decide for yourself!"

"As for the medicine for your heart meridian, would I have someone watching? Hey, you and that brat haven't consummated your marriage yet, I really don't understand! I don't know what you are doing? Or... "

Before he could say the word "Shi", he changed the subject and asked, "Before, did you have any misunderstanding with that brat? Did that brat do anything excessive?"

Song Qingcheng, "..."

After hearing Xuan Zhen say this, Song Qingcheng finally understood that Master Xuan Zhen knew her life experience.

Song Qingcheng turned her head and said in a cold voice, "Master, will you tell Pei Huaizhi?"

She didn't want Master Xuanzhen to tell others about her experience at this critical moment. After all, this strange thing was too shocking.

By then, I'm afraid it will be a mess and I won't be able to sort it out.

"Forget it. This is a good judge for family affairs. As for your husband and wife's affairs, I, an old Taoist priest, will not interfere. But you must remember what I said. You, girl, now know that the most urgent thing is to consummate the marriage with that stinky boy and save your own life first!"

"Okay, the old Taoist priest is tired, you girl should think about it carefully!"

Master Xuan Zhen gathered his sleeves and said, "One by one, it really makes me worry!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was driven out of Chunhe Hall.

In the huge hall, only Song Qingcheng and Pei Huaizhi in the inner room were left.

A distant relative can cure her terminal illness!

Sounds like child's play!

Song Qingcheng even suspected that Master Xuanzhen was deliberately lying to her, but she couldn't find any reason why the master would lie to her.

Thinking about what Monk Niankong had said to her.

What if that is true?

Song Qingcheng was speechless. How could this rebirth involve passing levels?

It's like one crisis after another. The tricky issue now is that the first thing to do is to stay alive.

To accomplish anything, you really need life.

Compared with consummating the marriage and losing one's life, she knows clearly which is more important.

She is not that pretentious.

But the problem is, even if she wants to consummate the marriage, Pei Huaizhi can't do it.

Pei Huaizhi was seriously injured like this.

You need to rest for at least three months.

Song Qingcheng suddenly remembered that she had forgotten to ask how long she would live if she did not consummate her marriage.

Hey!

Song Qingcheng sighed.

He walked around the hall and went to the inner room.

As expected, Pei Huaizhi was lying on the couch like a dead person.

One is half dead.

One is half dead.

Now she and Pei Huaizhi are a perfect match.

Song Qingcheng subconsciously raised a finger and placed it under Pei Huaizhi's nose.

I don’t know when Pei Huaizhi will wake up.

Song Qingcheng sat aside, "Pei Huaizhi, you have been promoted to the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, congratulations!"

I don’t know if Pei Huaizhi can hear it.

At the same time, Pei Huaizhi was trapped in a terrible nightmare and couldn't extricate himself. His body kept shaking and his forehead was covered with cold sweat, as if he was experiencing a life-and-death torture.

Song Qingcheng originally wanted to try to wake Pei Huaizhi up.

But no matter how he was called, he couldn't really wake up.

Song Qingcheng had no choice but to give up.

The frequency was too high, so Song Qingcheng called Xuan Zhen over.

Xuanzhen stroked his goatee and said, "It doesn't matter, don't die!"

Then he hurried back to his own yard.

*******

In the next few days, Pei Huaizhi was half asleep and half awake.

Most of the time, the coma time is long and the waking time is short.

Often I wake up, take a few breaths, and then fall asleep again.

Song Qingcheng was a little worried at first.

She and Pei Huaizhi are now really on the same page.

With the total death.

Now her life is in Pei Huaizhi's hands. It's really fate.

But every time this happened, Master Xuanzhen would tell her that it was fine and not to worry too much, and then he would go back to his own yard and tinker with something.

Song Qingcheng often heard the sound of thunder and clapping coming from Xuan Zhen's Cedar Pavilion.

The maids of Chunhe Hall came back after checking and told Song Qingcheng that Master Xuanzhen was refining the elixir, and asked the maids to tell her not to make a fuss.

However, Song Qingcheng was not making a fuss. The main reason was that the crackling sound was like gunpowder, which was really eye-catching.

In the Wei Dynasty, gunpowder is taboo. If you make gunpowder privately, your entire family will be killed! This crackling sound, if you know it, it means alchemy, but if you don't know it, you would think it is making gunpowder. He just gained the trust of Wei, but he almost lost his life.

Nowadays, they still have to keep a low profile. They are not afraid of trouble, but they cannot cause trouble either.

Unexpectedly, Master Xuanzhen raised his beard and said, "Humph! There is nothing I, a Taoist priest, fear more than the old emperor. If he is really so foolish, I think it would be a shame for him to be the emperor!" Song Qingcheng, "....." Song Qingcheng had no choice but to let him do what he wanted.

At noon, General Song and Mrs. Song came to visit Pei Huaizhi.

I didn't expect that my brother-in-law was injured so seriously.

But they also knew that they had no good way to make Pei Huaizhi better, so they could only comfort their daughter and ask Song Qingcheng to be more obedient and take good care of Pei Huaizhi.

The Lantern Festival banquet in the palace was attended by the most loyal and trusted officials in the court.

According to normal etiquette, General Song and his wife should also attend the palace banquet.

However, Song Qingcheng secretly had someone put drugs in General Song's food. This drug was what she had asked Pei Huaizhi for before.

After General Song took it, he remained in a coma, and his external symptoms showed that he had a serious and difficult to cure illness.

The Emperor of Wei was suspicious and naturally did not believe it, so he sent an imperial physician, ostensibly to express concern for General Song's safety, but in fact he was just trying to find out.

Sure enough, it happened just as Song Qing had arranged.