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

General Song is seriously ill!

The diagnosis was passed on to the Emperor of Wei by the imperial physician, who then felt much more at ease and was less wary of the general.

Since General Song was seriously ill, the Emperor of Wei naturally stopped paying attention to the General's Mansion.

This is also Song Qingcheng's intention.

Only when Emperor Wei feels that the General's Mansion is no longer threatened and hopeless, will he let the General take a breath.

Therefore, General Song and his wife, although they held high official ranks, did not attend the palace banquet.

That's why I didn't attend the banquet.

We could only find out about the assassin in the palace afterwards.

No one expected that Pei Huaizhi would be injured so seriously due to drunk driving.

anyway.

Song Qingcheng could see that her father and mother were becoming more and more satisfied with Pei Huaizhi, but also more and more distressed about him.

This serious injury is even more heartbreaking.

Even all of the precious herbs that belonged to the general were transported to Pei's house.

The precious medicine of Cordyceps sinensis was also moved to Pei Mansion.

Song Qingcheng told her father and mother not to do so, but General Song and his wife were very worried, after all, Pei Huaizhi had been in a coma for too long.

All in all, no eating or drinking.

Song Qingcheng was worried that Pei Huaizhi would starve to death if his illness didn't heal.

General Song and his wife naturally knew that Pei Huaizhi had been sleeping for a long time, and they were worried about this, so they transported all the supplements in the mansion over.

Let Song Qingcheng wait until Pei Huaizhi wakes up, eat more supplements and restore his vitality.

However, Song Qingcheng discovered that Pei Huaizhi couldn't eat much at all. The short while he was awake was not enough for Pei Huaizhi to eat supplements.

What’s even more frightening is that he would vomit whatever he ate, mostly due to choking and coughing, and sometimes he would even vomit some blood.

Song Qingcheng originally wanted to ask Master Xuanzhen for advice.

Who would have known that the old Taoist priest only left behind a note with a simple sentence on it: "I'll be back in half a month. Take the elixir and you'll be fine!"

Song Qingcheng once sent people to look for him, thinking that Master Xuanzhen must have gone to the capital.

Helpless!

I think the thirty pills left behind should be enough to last until Master Xuanzhen returns.

Song Qingcheng didn't dare to give Pei Huaizhi the tonic.

Taking advantage of Pei Huaizhi's moment of clarity, Song Qingcheng hurriedly asked, "Pei Huaizhi, how do you feel? Are you feeling unwell anywhere? Do you want to eat something? I'll come over soon."

Pei Huaizhi told her not to worry and that the elixir left by his master could maintain his vital signs.

His body is now too weak to be replenished.

Taking supplements is not good.

After hearing this, Song Qingcheng felt a little more at ease, but she still couldn't help asking, "When will you wake up next time?"

After all, no one knew it was about the medicine, it was as if Pei Huaizhi was being secretly controlled by someone.

He fainted before he could say a few words.

Song Qingcheng wanted to say a few more words, but there was no way.

However, so many things happened during this period of time that Song Qingcheng didn't know where to start for a while.

Pei Huaizhi didn't say a few words, and then fell asleep again. Song Qingcheng had gotten used to it these days. She sighed, gently stroked Pei Huaizhi's cheek, and silently prayed for his speedy recovery.

"Pei Huaizhi, please get better soon, we are still waiting for the garden room."

Song Qingcheng placed her hand on her heart.

The person who tied the bell must be the one to untie it. If the person who tied the bell is not good, he may go to see the King of Hell earlier than Pei Huaizhi at any time.

What is going on?

Having tasted the taste of life, she cherishes her life immensely!

But the heavens just wanted to play tricks on her.

When Xuan Zhen was in the mansion, Song Qingcheng had asked her master how much time she had left. Master Xuan Zhen did not answer her directly, but told her that of course the sooner the better.

After all, if she hadn't had physical contact with Pei Huaizhi, she would probably be dead now.

Fortunately, Song Qingcheng also knew that she would not die so soon.

I hope Pei Huaizhi gets better soon.

During this time, Song Qingcheng has done her best.

The whole person lost weight.

Originally, that pretty little face still had some baby fat, but now it is gone, and the big eyes look even bigger on the little face.

The maids in Chunhe Hall, especially Aunt Zhang, were very worried when they saw how thin Song Qingcheng was.

He used various methods to nourish Song Qingcheng's body.

Mainly, this year has passed.

The work in the shop was very busy. For a while, Song Qingcheng was overwhelmed and became thinner.

Fortunately, hard work pays off, and Pei Huaizhi spends more and more time awake.

That night!

Pei Huaizhi's consciousness gradually became clearer and he was no longer in that vague state.

In the dim candlelight, Pei Huaizhi lay quietly on the couch, while Song Qingcheng was concentrating on dealing with the accounts that had not been completed today.

In the new year, Song Qingcheng is planning to open several branches of Hua Xiangrong.

All of a sudden, everything came together.

Song Qingcheng was extremely busy.

In addition to the accounts of existing shop profits, there is also the location and positioning of new shops.

They all need Song Qingcheng.

Time passed quietly, and before we knew it, the moon was high in the sky.

Pei Huaizhi slowly opened his eyes, his eyes revealing a sense of confusion and bewilderment.

During this period of time, Pei Huaizhi always felt as if he was living in an illusory world. He was not sure whether he was really awake or where he was.

Even if I wake up now.

He still had no real feeling.

Fear, it’s still a dream within a dream!

He began to wonder if all this was really happening or if it was just an endless nightmare. Sometimes, he even felt that he had never really woken up.

However, there is one thing that is always deeply engraved in his mind - the death of Song Qingcheng.

Thinking of this made him feel extremely painful, as if a sharp knife was piercing his heart again and again, making it so painful that he couldn't breathe.

He could not accept this cruel reality, but had to face it. He tried to struggle, but as a result of the struggle, he died.

He felt much better.

In such a contradictory situation, even Pei Huaizhi felt at a loss as to how to explain it.

Pei Huaizhi tried hard to recall every bit of the past, trying to find some clues to prove that the environment he was in now was not a dream. But no matter how hard he tried, the pictures in his memory seemed so blurry, as if covered by a veil. He fell into deep thought, his heart full of doubts and uneasiness.

When he turned around and saw Song Qingcheng, Xuan Zhen felt relieved.

Song Qingcheng didn't hear any noise and continued to concentrate on the matter at hand.

Sudden.

Song Qingcheng paused.

"It's broken! It's broken!"