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

Song Qingcheng felt a lump in her nose and her eyes ached from the tears. She didn't want her father and mother to worry about her, so she refused to shed tears.

Before she got married in her previous life, she only cared about her own happiness and ran to Pei Huaizhi as quickly as possible. She didn't listen to a word of her father's earnest instructions.

I have been working like a slave for more than ten years.

In this life, she would never be so stupid.

She nodded at General Song and forced a smile that was uglier than crying.

"My daughter remembers this!"

At this time, the pearl curtain made a sound, and Song Qingcheng's two brothers, Song Shuyun and Song Shuyan, came.

"What happened to my sister?"

Song Qingcheng's two brothers learned from the servants that Song Qingcheng ran to her parents' yard crying, and they rushed over immediately.

The eldest brother, Song Shuyun, was the most steady person. He stood aside at this moment, but his handsome eyebrows were tightly frowned.

The second brother Song Shuyan looked at Song Qingcheng, whose eyes were as red as a rabbit, and instantly lost his composure and felt so distressed.

"Sister, who bullied you? Tell me and I will help you vent your anger."

After saying that, he was about to roll up his sleeves, as if as long as Song Qingcheng said a word, he would immediately fight with her.

General Song couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so he slapped his son on the head and said in a deep voice, "Stop making trouble!"

Although General Song is very caring towards Song Qingcheng, he is very strict with his two sons. He believes in the theory that beating is the only way to make a successful person.

Mrs. Song was not surprised and did not stop it. The boy could not be hurt by beating him.

"Hey!"

The better her father, brother and mother treated her, the more guilty she felt, and the more she felt that she might have been possessed by an evil spirit in her previous life.

"Big brother, second brother, I'm fine, I just can't bear to leave you!"

It was the first time that the Song brothers heard their sister call her brother so respectfully. In the past, Song Qingcheng was the little bully in the general's mansion. When she was unhappy, she would not even call him brother, but often called him by his name. The two brothers doted on their sister and never took advantage of her.

Now that Song Qingcheng called him brother so seriously, they were actually a little uncomfortable and felt lost.

My sister has grown up.

"Okay, stop standing here and go do what you need to do. In two hours, the son-in-law will come to pick you up."

"Go check again, is everything arranged properly?"

Mrs. Song greeted.

The second brother rubbed Song Qingcheng's soft little head and said, "Even if you get married, you will always be the daughter of our general's mansion."

Song Qingcheng nodded, she remembered it.

"Dad, Mom, I'm going back first too."

Madam Song: "Go back, take a rest, and mother will come over later!"

Song Qingcheng returned to her own yard.

Chunyu and the others stood in the corridor waiting, and only felt relieved when they saw Song Qingcheng coming back.

"Sister, take a rest for a while."

Song Qingcheng didn't want to make them worry anymore, so she went into the inner room to rest.

The maids and old women retreated quietly for fear of disturbing the young lady.

Song Qingcheng lay in bed, but couldn't fall asleep. She was afraid that if she closed her eyes she would go back to the past.

She just stared with her watery almond eyes, her mind racing, until the old woman called her and she came back to her senses.

It turned out that the auspicious time had arrived, so I got up, washed and dressed.

Song Qingcheng was like a puppet, allowing the old women to burn incense and bathe her.

It was not yet bright in the sky and the lights were still on in the room. The light and shadows set off Song Qingcheng's impeccable rosy face. She had a slender figure, a willow-like waist and a graceful figure. Her skin was as white as jade and flawless. Her black hair was draped softly behind her, making her look very charming and elegant.

She would not have anything to do with the word charming, but because of her stunning appearance she has an alluring quality.

The maids who served him couldn't help but sigh, "He must have accumulated several lifetimes of blessings in his previous life to marry my sister and become the number one scholar."

"Isn't it? It's a match made in heaven. They are a talented man and a beautiful woman. I'm afraid it's tailor-made for our sister."

The servants in the yard had happy faces at this moment, which formed a sharp contrast with Song Qingcheng's feeling of falling into an ice cellar.

Song Qingcheng couldn't help but spit in her heart.

"What a heaven-sent marriage! It's just a bad fate that has brought me bad luck for eight lifetimes!"

"Look, my sister is so happy that she can't speak."

Aunt Zhang teased.

"Isn't it true? I used to be a chirping little lark."

Everyone echoed happily.

Everyone in the mansion was very happy, except Song Qingcheng, who felt bitter.

Song Qingcheng closed her mouth symbolically.

She didn't know how they could tell that she was happy to speak out.

During this period, Mrs. Song came over once. Seeing that there was nothing unusual about Song Qingcheng, she went to the front hall with relief.

Song Qingcheng sat in front of the dressing mirror, looking at herself through the bronze mirror. The luxurious and exquisite phoenix coronet and bridal robe on her body made her look even more magnificent.

"Sister, the auspicious time has arrived!"

Aunt Zhang reminded.

Song Qingcheng's heart trembled, and she finally took the red gold fan inlaid with oriental pearls to cover her rosy face. She was supported by the maids and walked slowly towards the daunting marriage.

The front hall was filled with joy, as if it was going to burn out all the prosperity.

The moment Pei Huaizhi stood beside her, she actually shuddered.

Pei Huaizhi saw from afar the woman who said she loved him after only meeting him once. Although he admitted that she was very beautiful, his heart was still calm. He was even dissatisfied with her using her father's power to ask for a marriage. However, because of her good upbringing, he still went to meet her in person.

"Forget it. We are going to get married anyway. Since it can make my parents feel at ease, it doesn't matter who it is."

Pei Huaizhi was wearing a bright red wedding dress. He was already handsome, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and with this outfit, he looked even more dignified and peerless.

Song Qingcheng looked at his crimson hem and secretly reminded herself not to be bewitched by this guy again, because he had no heart.

Mrs. Song saw her daughter getting married and couldn't help but give her a few more instructions.

It's nothing more than harmony between husband and wife.

General Song was rarely moved, and said solemnly, "Huaizhi, Qingcheng is now in your hands, please take good care of her."

Pei Huaizhi still respected his father-in-law very much, "Father-in-law, please be at ease!"

"Okay, go ahead."

Mrs. Song was already in tears, and General Song, who was not afraid of the collapse of Mount Tai, also had red eyes.

Song Qingcheng was sobbing and choking at this time.

Pei Huaizhi frowned slightly. Her mother loved to cry, and from time to time she would use all those tricks, crying, making a fuss, and threatening to commit suicide, to achieve her goals.

A hint of impatience appeared on his brows at the tears of the woman next to him, but it quickly disappeared.

I shook my head in my heart, "Women are indeed troublesome."

After the wedding sedan left the general's mansion, it took a while for Song Qingcheng to stop crying.

Arrived at Pei Guogong Mansion! There were some rules to follow, but fortunately she was soon sent to the bridal chamber, which was Chunhe Hall, the courtyard she tried so hard to escape from.

Pei Huaizhi stayed in the front yard.

Entered Chunhe Hall.

Song Qingcheng wanted to be quiet for a while, so she said, "Everyone, go down."