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

It’s just because the bowl of nourishing soup in front of me is so black that it is really shocking.

Pei Huaizhi took a look and said, "This... I don't think there is any need to wake up."

How could Song Qingcheng give up halfway? She pushed the bowl of soup forward again. If possible, she even wanted to go all the way and drink it directly.

However, Song Qingcheng only dared to think about it...

"Don't look at it, this hangover soup may not look very good, but it contains good stuff. Minister Pei, please don't judge a soup by its appearance~!"

Hearing Song Qingcheng's strong recommendation, Pei Huaizhi raised his handsome eyebrows, thinking that since Song Qingcheng had finally come to her senses, he naturally should not discourage her enthusiasm.

"good! "

Pei Huaizhi smiled faintly, then reached out and picked up the dark and thick refreshing soup in front of him.

Otherwise, Pei Huaizhi knew that Song Qingcheng could not harm her. Just this bowl of soup looked even more poisonous than the poison.

Seeing Pei Huaizhi no longer refuse, Song Qingcheng relaxed her face.

Song Qingcheng sighed inwardly. This sneaky thing was really exhausting. Fortunately, it only happened this once. As long as it succeeded, there would never be a next time.

Pei Huaizhi naturally didn't know what Song Qingcheng was thinking.

Just bring the refreshing soup to your lips.

Just as he was about to speak, he froze for a moment. Apart from his master, no one in the entire Wei Dynasty could surpass him in medical skills.

The refreshing soup in my hand smelled a bit strange, although it did contain many various nourishing herbs.

But he still smelled the unique scent of the herb among all the different smells.

Speaking of it, this Baimei grass is indeed colorless and odorless, and ordinary people can't smell it at all, but Pei Huaizhi grew up soaking in medicine jars.

Sometimes his master even gave him poisonous weeds as food. He had seen all kinds of poisonous weeds, and he had an extremely sensitive sense of smell since he was a child.

Although he is not immune to all poisons, it is easy for him to get the antidote of Hundred Charms Grass.

So, he just put it to his lips and could tell that the tea contained herbaceous licorice.

What does his wife want to do?

Because Baimeicao is non-toxic, does not harm the body, and can increase the pleasure of the boudoir, so..., but Baimeicao is very rare, and only aristocratic families use it for pleasure.

However, it is very secretive. After all, this man from an aristocratic family values ​​his face the most and does not want others to know that he is not so good in that aspect.

How could Song Qingcheng, a little girl, know all this and what this meant? He couldn't even understand it.

Pei Huaizhi, "........."

Thinking of this, Pei Huaizhi frowned almost unconsciously.

"What's wrong???"

Song Qingcheng noticed that Pei Huaizhi looked a little strange, so she asked immediately, fearing that he might notice something.

At this point, Song Qingcheng felt a little regretful. She thought that she must have been cheated to do such a stupid thing.

She and Pei Huaizhi are a serious couple, so Pei Huaizhi should not refuse.

Things have come to this point, Song Qingcheng couldn't open her mouth anymore, and was just thinking about just forgetting it.

Pei Huaizhi drank the refreshing soup in his hand.

It was so sudden that Song Qingcheng didn't have time to stop it.

Song Qingcheng sighed. Pei Huaizhi didn't even give her a chance to regret.

"Is it okay?"

Pei Huaizhi showed the bowl of soup he had drunk clean to Song Qingcheng, "Not bad!"

Song Qingcheng, "............"

How come she got nervous now that the time had come.

Song Qingcheng blinked her eyes to avoid looking into Pei Huaizhi's pair of dark pupils.

"Uh-huh"

Song Qingcheng put the bowl aside in a hurry and asked someone to clear the food off the table.

Pei Huaizhi watched Song Qingcheng busying herself leisurely.

In fact, there was nothing for Song Qingcheng to be busy with. The main reason was that she didn't know what to do next.

The drugstore owner just told her that people who drank the herb would have hallucinations and become mentally unclear, but it would not affect their sexual intercourse.

After drinking the Baimeicao, Song Qingcheng had no choice but to wait for the effect of the medicine to take effect.

And it seemed that Pei Huaizhi didn't notice it, which made Song Qingcheng feel a little relieved. Anyway, by tomorrow, Pei Huaizhi would not remember what happened tonight.

At that time, even if she doesn't say anything, the two of them won't be embarrassed.

Little did she know that Song Qingcheng's little trick to cover up her crime had been seen by Pei Huaizhi.

Pei Huaizhi felt it was funny and shook his head helplessly, just thinking of it as him playing with her.

Therefore, Pei Huaizhi did not clear the medicinal properties of the Baimeicao for himself.

I don't know how much Baimeicao this reckless little girl Song Qingcheng gave him. According to his body's resistance to drugs, even if it takes half an hour, he should not have an attack.

But after a while, he felt his blood boiling. However, while Song Qingcheng pretended to be busy, he took half a pill of Qingxin Pill.

It cannot neutralize the medicinal properties of the herb, but it won't make you lose your mind.

Song Qingcheng turned around and saw that Pei Huaizhi's ears were abnormally red, but his face was different from what she expected. It was not flushed as the doctor in the pharmacy said, but rather a little pale, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

How come this is different from what the doctor in the pharmacy said? She must have been cheated.

Maybe I let people release too much and got poisoned!

"no!"

Song Qingcheng scolded herself for being a fool again. What if she poisoned Pei Huaizhi to death before consummating the marriage? What would she do then?

Thinking of this, Song Qingcheng was really scared.

Forget it, it's better to lose face than to die. Song Qingcheng is ready to tell Pei Huaizhi everything. As long as Pei Huaizhi knows, he will definitely know what to do.

"That..., Pei..."

Song Qingcheng was about to confess when she heard Pei Huaizhi say, "I'm fine... I probably just caught a cold. Your refreshing soup is just right. It can fight poison with poison."

After saying that, a smile actually appeared on Pei Huaizhi's cold face, which blocked all the words that Song Qingcheng wanted to say just now.

Pei Huaizhi lowered his eyes, thinking it was a joke. The little fox had walked into a trap. How could he allow Song Qingcheng to give up halfway?

Song Qingcheng, "Are you really okay? Don't you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

There was a faint light in Pei Huaizhi's pair of dark pupils.

"Ma'am, I'll go wash up first!"

It was exactly what Song Qingcheng had planned before.

The water was ready.

Pei Huaizhi deliberately walked towards the bathroom with slightly light steps.

Song Qingcheng had already washed up.

She didn't know why, but she always felt that things were too simple. Pei Huaizhi was fooled by her so easily!