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

Song Qingcheng was obviously stunned.

Originally, this was something she had planned, but when the time came, she really had some indescribable emotions.

My mind was filled with the sound of my own heartbeat and the heat that felt like it was being burned by fire.

The remaining rationality told Song Qingcheng that she had indeed underestimated Pei Huaizhi. She did not expect that Pei Huaizhi could really play dumb.

Pei Huaizhi lowered his head and leaned forward, looking at Song Qingcheng, who was like a red fruit in his arms. He smiled and sighed, it turned out that this girl also knew how to be shy.

Song Qingcheng felt uncomfortable being stared at by Pei Huaizhi. She was angry and raised her hand to push Pei Huaizhi away. Unexpectedly, she didn't know how to move and she directly pulled down Pei Huaizhi's underwear.

Half a shoulder, just like that, fell into Song Qingcheng's eyes.

hiss!

Song Qingcheng took a deep breath, her eyes felt dizzy and her head felt dizzy. How could she explain this? That wasn't what she meant.

Pei Huaizhi had an evil smile on his lips, "Manman..."

In Song Qingcheng's eyes, Pei Huaizhi looked extremely worthy of a beating at this moment.

This is not bullying.

Song Qingcheng's charming little thoughts were somewhat replaced by anger and humiliation, and she was about to explode.

Pei Huaizhi is best at understanding people's minds, and he knows Song Qingcheng even better.

He could see that Song Qingcheng was about to get angry. How could this be possible? No matter what, he had decided on this room today.

Song Qingcheng was about to rise up in rebellion, so Pei Huaizhi would not let her do that. He also couldn't waste Song Qingcheng's bowl of tonic soup.

..........

Not knowing how Pei Huaizhi moved, the hand that was originally supporting her side had slipped to her waist. Song Qingcheng could hardly hold back her laughter.

It's nothing else, it's just that her ticklish skin is a little itchy, and she has been ticklish since she was a child.

She was about to speak.

Perhaps because he was afraid of what she would say, Pei Huaizhi pressed his slightly cool lips against hers, blocking her from saying anything.

Song Qingcheng felt that she was at a disadvantage, so she bit Pei Huaizhi's lips hard. This bastard!!!

Pei Huaizhi frowned slightly and froze.

Falling into Song Qingcheng's eyes.

snort!

She’s not bad either!

How could this not be a torture for Pei Huaizhi? His forehead was already covered with tiny beads of sweat.

"Manman!"

Pei Huaizhi let go of her bright red lips and whispered in her ear, "Then I can..."

Song Qingcheng refused to answer. By the time she came to her senses, her whole body felt as if it had been crushed by a huge rock. By the time the surging waves receded, it was already the second half of the night.

Song Qingcheng was so tired that she didn't even want to move her fingers. She was dazed and even a little unconscious. But she didn't forget to scold Pei Huaizhi, bastard, son of a bitch, dog... She took out everything in her language inventory just to condemn Pei Huaizhi.

Song Qingcheng was carrying the memories of her previous life. If she really counted it, she had also experienced Pei Huaizhi's lessons. However, in her memory, Pei Huaizhi was always self-disciplined and had never been so reckless.

Song Qingcheng was in a daze and had no idea what went wrong.

Pei Huaizhi is not Pei Huaizhi, she underestimated the enemy, underestimated the enemy!!!

Song Qingchen closed her eyes, her eyelids too tired to open them. She didn't know, but she was probably roaring with her mind.

What a reckless man!!!

People outside say that Pei Huai is as elegant as an orchid and a jade tree.

Bah! ! ! ! Reckless man! Reckless man said! !

Although she didn't know whether she was dreaming or really cursing out loud, her mind was in a mess.

She could vaguely feel that she was being held by Pei Huaizhi. The rustling sound was the sound of water. Her hair was gently ruffled with dry cotton cloth, and then she sank into the soft quilt.

After that, he completely lost consciousness.

Pei Huaizhi tucked in the corner of the quilt for Song Qingcheng, half leaning on the edge of the bed, half closing his eyes, his cold yet charming face showing an unprecedented comfort.

Of course, Song Qingcheng, who was in a coma, didn’t see it.

Pei Huaizhi was still resting because his health had not fully recovered. Besides, the Emperor of Wei had long stopped attending the morning court, and most of the affairs in the court were handled by the cabinet.

Moreover, the factions within the court are also very obvious.

On one side are Prince Yi's maternal family and the aristocratic families, and on the other side are those headed by the cabinet and the children of poor families.

The cabinet was basically controlled by Pei Huaizhi.

The two are competing against each other.

The dosage of Baimeicao that Song Qingcheng had given was too high. Even though Pei Huaizhi had taken half a Qingxin Pill and had been tossing and turning for most of the night, the effects of the medicine still remained in his body.

Pei Huaizhi lowered his eyes and looked at Song Qingcheng's innocent sleepy eyes. Because of crying, her eyebrows were slightly red, and her cherry-like lips were also swollen and red.

Pei Huaizhi stood up and took two jade porcelain bottles from the antique shelf in the room. He touched a bottle of ointment to his finger and gently rubbed it on Song Qingcheng's lips.

The liquid in the other porcelain bottle was applied to the bruises on Song Qingcheng's body to reduce swelling and relieve pain.

After applying it, Pei Huaizhi secretly felt annoyed with himself. He knew that he might hurt her, but he still lost his sense of proportion.

After all the work was done, Pei Huaizhi suppressed his restless thoughts and went to the bathroom alone. The water that he had just used to wash Song Qingcheng's body was now cold, so he took a cold shower.

Then he lay back on the bed, gently kissed Song Qingcheng between her eyebrows, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

However, as soon as Pei Huaizhi passed by, he fell into a dream.

In his dream, he and Song Qingcheng experienced a life different from that in reality. He and Song Qingcheng had many misunderstandings and were simply a pair of resentful lovers who were not destined to be together.

When he got the polar snow lotus back, he didn't expect that all he saw was her coffin.

This made him feel suffocated, and he immediately wanted to go and accompany her, but he also saw his and Song Qingcheng's two young children, looking at him eagerly and calling for their father timidly.

Pei Huaizhi was heartbroken, but he couldn't go with Song Qingcheng.

Without Song Qingcheng, there would be no one in the world who could restrain him. He used thundering means to protect the new emperor, eliminate political enemies for the new emperor, kill the remnants, and even kill the emperor.

Most of these people are corrupt officials, but no one pays attention to this.

They only knew that Pei Huai's methods were cruel.

At that time, he was already the Prime Minister of the Cabinet, and the entire Wei court apparently followed his lead.

But the people all said that he was cruel and unjust, and the memorials from the Censorate impeaching him flew to the new emperor's study like snowflakes. Not only did the new emperor not doubt him, he even issued an imperial decree on his behalf, stating that anyone who impeached him again would be killed without mercy.

However, Pei Huaizhi stopped him and asked the new emperor to follow the memorial of the Censorate, requesting the new emperor to issue an edict to purge the court and execute this "traitorous minister" on the spot.

The new emperor was furious! ! ! ! He called him a complete lunatic.