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

Pei Huaizhi usually does not show his emotions on his face, but the look he gave Pei Huaiming at this moment was as sharp as lightning. Although his voice was still calm, it contained a hint of harshness, and it was obvious that he was angry.

However, his anger was not because they pushed her out, but because they wanted to force Song Qingcheng through despicable means. If Song Qingcheng was a timid young girl who was ignorant of the world, she would have been bullied beyond recognition.

His family is really nice, but he never had any hope in the first place. If it weren't for his current status, he would have been abandoned by his family long ago.

When Pei Huaiming heard that Pei Huaizhi was willing to take him to fight, he knew that once Pei Huaizhi agreed, he would never regret it, but he still couldn't help but said hurriedly: "Third brother, you say..."

He thought that suffering among his own family was better than losing his life in the ring.

Pei Huaizhi said slowly, "Since my second brother said that he was ill and asked me to do it for him, I can't pretend to be ill. I have to be really ill, otherwise it would be a crime of deceiving the emperor."

"Then just tell me what you need me to do, and I'll cooperate."

Pei Huaiming asked, gritting his teeth.

Pei Huaizhi pulled Song Qingcheng to sit down, and the corners of his lips raised an emotionless arc, "Then break one leg first!"

When these words were spoken, everyone in Ninghe Hall was shocked, as if they couldn't believe that these words came from Pei Huaizhi's mouth. Even Song Qingcheng couldn't help but turn her head to look at Pei Huaizhi. She couldn't help but think, yes, this is Pei Huaizhi. If he didn't have an iron-blooded wrist, how could he have reached that position step by step.

The eldest wife was afraid of getting into trouble, so she said nothing and tried her best to minimize her presence.

Others accused Pei Huaizhi of being inhumane: "How can this be possible? Are you trying to save people or harm them?"

They were short-sighted and had no foresight. In fact, Pei Huaizhi had no time to deal with them. He just raised his eyebrows and said, "If not, how can we hide it from His Majesty and the Tatars? Do you think they are so easy to fool?"

Everyone in Ninghe Hall was hesitant and undecided for a moment, mainly because they felt sorry for Pei Huaiming's suffering.

In order not to scare the children, the nanny has taken the children away.

"Since my second brother is unwilling to do so, then let it go."

Pei Huaizhi said this calmly, but it was not a tactic of playing hard to get, but the literal meaning.

Even if Pei Huaiming messed up the matter and blamed the entire Duke's Mansion, he still had a way to protect himself and Song Qingcheng.

Song Qingcheng couldn't help but mutter beside him, "How can you get something for nothing? You need to invest some money to run a business. Even gamblers know how to bet with something."

Pei Huaizhi turned his gaze to look at those watery and cunning almond eyes. As the words came out, the long eyelashes like fans fluttered smartly, stirring people's hearts.

If it were before, Pei Huaizhi would definitely feel that Song Qingcheng was not stable enough at this moment, but now, he feels different.

Pei Huaizhi retracted his gaze and looked at Pei Huaiming. He no longer had much patience and time to waste with them. He had done his best and said, "Let's go."

Pei Huaizhi took Song Qingcheng's soft and tender hand and was about to leave Ninghe Hall.

Song Qingcheng was not used to such an intimate action with Pei Huaizhi, and wanted to pull her hand out quietly. But as she moved, Pei Huaizhi's eyes also turned to her.

Those eyes, like a deep pool, were full of intimidation. Song Qingcheng wisely did not move and let him hold her hands.

Pei Huaizhi: "You are quite sensible!"

Seeing that the two were about to step out of the room, everyone became anxious.

"I promise!"

"Second Master"

"Ji Lang"

As soon as Pei Huaiming's voice came out, Xie and Shen Tanxiang looked at him with disapproval.

Pei Huaiming gritted his teeth, "You can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a lamb. Besides, a broken leg will heal itself eventually." He was unsure, but it was better than going to a fight in the ring after all.

"it is good!"

Pei Huaizhi replied.

Time was running out, so Pei Huaizhi took the person directly to the inner room.

Xie felt distressed and wanted to follow in, but Pei Huaizhi stopped her with a look.

Pei Fan comforted him, "I think Huai will be very careful, so we don't have to worry."

Xie was still angry but didn't leave. She could only vent her anger towards Pei Fan. "It's you, the one who's in pain, not you, sir."

"What are you talking about?"

Pei Fan waved his hand.

Uncle Pei Huailiang, who had been silent before, finally spoke, "Dad and Mom, please say less."

At this time, Pei Huaizhi's voice came from the inner room, "Brother, come in too."

Pei Huailiang had always wanted to stay out of it, but he didn't expect that his plan would be ruined by just one sentence. Wang Zhirou glanced at Pei Huailiang with reproach, thinking that he talked too much. Now he was in trouble.

Pei Huailiang had no choice but to accept his fate and go into the inner room.

"Ahhhh!"

Several shrill screams were heard from the inner room.

Xie and the others could not hold their breath, so they pushed open the door of the inner room and rushed in. They were shocked to see Pei Huaiming sitting in the middle, hugging his legs and shouting, and Pei Huailiang who had not yet put down the court stick in his hand.

Mrs. Xie had already pushed Shen Tanxiang away and was half-hugging Pei Huaiming, "My son, my son, you keep crying." Finally, she raised her eyes and glared at Pei Huaizhi fiercely.

Pei Huaizhi took a step forward with his long legs and stepped out of the room, "Someone go get the doctor and tell him that the second master of the Duke's Mansion broke his leg while riding a horse today and can no longer walk!"

The servants of Ninghetang received the order and ran out to call the doctor without any delay.

Pei Huaizhi also instructed Shuqi to send a reply letter to the Tatar envoy of the embassy, ​​in which he stated that he would exchange ideas with the Tatar envoy on behalf of the Minister of Rites and Honglu Temple.

*

At the foreign embassy, ​​a man in brocade robe, with desire on his face, was sitting opposite the Tatar envoy.

"I want Pei Huaizhi to die on the ring tomorrow. As long as you can do it, I will fulfill your condition." The man's voice sounded very feminine, and it sounded like a venomous snake hissing in people's ears.

He guessed correctly. The idiot in the Duke's Mansion would not dare to stand up and would only push Pei Huaizhi out. Everything was going according to his plan.

This time, the competition was a matter of life and death. Pei Huai died in the competition, and even the emperor couldn't say anything.

As long as Pei Huaizhi went to Jiangnan, his grand ambitions would be possible.

The Tatar envoy Buchitu, speaking not very fluent Chinese, followed the local customs and raised his teacup, "A gentleman's word is as good as four horses!"

A flash of disdain flashed across the man's eyes, but he quickly concealed it: "A gentleman's word is as good as his bond."

Bu Chitu laughed loudly with his mouth wide open, his unusually strong body shaking, as if he had already won before the fight even started, "Deal."

Our Tatar warriors are invincible, and it is a piece of cake for them to deal with an unarmed civil official.