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

A hint of disappointment flashed through Pei Huaizhi's heart, and a hint of self-mockery appeared at the corners of his slightly pursed lips. However, waves of dizziness came over him like a flood, and he could no longer resist it. Finally, he fell into complete darkness and fell asleep.

Before he completely lost consciousness, he was still thinking about reminding Shuqi to send him back to Chunhetang.

Shuqi has always been a smart person and he will definitely know what to do!

As for Shuqi, although he knew that his master's injury was not fatal, he was still worried that Pei Huaizhi's wound would open again due to the bumpy ride on the carriage. So he drove the carriage with one hand and lifted the curtain with the other. He looked inside and found that Pei Huaizhi had fallen asleep. Fortunately, there was no bleeding from his chest again. He was completely relieved and continued on his journey with peace of mind.

He raised the whip and hit the horse hard on its butt.

A long shout!

"drive!"

The speed of the carriage was obviously much faster than before.

It took about half an hour to reach the Duke's Mansion.

The heroic deeds of Lord Pei, who beheaded the Tatar envoy and crushed the Tatars' arrogance, were reported back to the capital as soon as possible.

Moreover, the story of giving up the rewards and risking one's life for the woman he loves has become the talk of the teahouses and restaurants in the capital.

The servants of Pei Guogong's mansion had already received the news. Seeing Pei Huaizhi unconscious and seriously injured, they were less surprised.

"Master Shuqi, where should we send the Third Master back?" asked the servant.

Shuqi was also a little embarrassed, but his master was in a coma now, so he naturally couldn't ask for instructions.

"Send it to the study."

Shuqi thought that the Third Master loved his wife so much and he certainly didn't want her to be tired.

After receiving the order, the servants sent the unconscious Pei Huaizhi directly to the study farthest from Chunhe Hall. There was already a doctor waiting there, the doctor was the retired doctor Sun from the Medical Department.

After settling Pei Huaizhi down, he changed his bloodstained clothes and bandaged his wound again. Old Doctor Sun washed his hands and said, "Mr. Pei looks in danger, but he is actually fine. However, you should be more careful. It is best not to touch water for the next month or the wound will get inflamed. I will write an anti-inflammatory prescription and have Mr. Pei take it on time."

Shuqi greeted him with a bow and said, "Thank you for your help."

"You're welcome. Master Pei is so brave at such a young age. I really admire him." Old Doctor Sun stroked his gray goatee, feeling very pleased. "It's true that every generation has its own talents. The young are to be feared."

Shuqi had a polite smile on his face, but he couldn't help feeling sad in his heart, and he would occasionally go a little crazy.

It was obvious that Pei Huaizhi on the bed was still in a coma, and he muttered a few words in his heart, but he still couldn't help but glanced at the person on the bed several times guiltily. Seeing that the person showed no signs of waking up, he immediately made a gesture to invite him in.

"Then I'll take you there."

Old Doctor Sun put on his medicine box, nodded, and left the study.

*

Xie Mansion. Since Xie Wan Ning was sent back from Pei Mansion, his father has been very unhappy.

The Xie family is now in financial difficulty. They had originally hoped that Xie Wan Ning could marry into the Duke's Mansion and become the third young lady, but who knew that Song Qingcheng would suddenly appear and become Pei Huaizhi's wife.

Xie Wanning's father, Xie Feng, was very upset. Since he couldn't be the principal wife, then being a concubine was not a bad idea. After all, they were childhood sweethearts. If he used some tricks in the future, he would be able to keep Pei Huaizhi firmly in his hands.

Unexpectedly, just as he had begun to make his wish come true, Xie Wan Ning was sent back. He was so angry that he wrote dozens of letters home to accuse his sister Xie of not being able to manage the family. His words were very rude, saying that she couldn't even be the master of the backyard, so what kind of wife was she, allowing the younger generation to ride on her head and shit on her.

Fortunately, in order to appease his anger, Mrs. Xie sent someone to send a lot of silver, so he gave up. However, he also felt embarrassed, so he didn't let Xie Wan Ning go out.

Xie Wan Ning was trapped at home and was in a very bad mood.

As soon as I went to the yard to get some fresh air, I saw the servants gathered in groups of three or five, chattering about something.

At the beginning, when she was sent back to the mansion, these servants often gossiped about her behind her back. She thought that these servants gathered together to say bad things about her again.

Xie Wan Ning's face was as gloomy as water, and she shouted, "You lowly slaves, you chew my tongue all day long, do you think I don't know? I think you lowly tongues don't want them anymore, come here!"

The nanny who was serving Xie Wan Ning asked, "Miss!"

"Take him down, cut off his extra tongue and feed it to the dogs!"

"Yes!"

The burly and strong maid rolled up her sleeves and ordered her men to tie up those chattering servants.

The servants were so panicked after hearing this that they could no longer stand and fell to their knees at Xie Wan Ning's feet.

"Girl, spare me, spare me!"

The timid maids among them were so frightened that their eyes were filled with tears. Some were trembling and unable to speak, and they lay on the ground, shaking like a sieve.

“What are you still standing there for? Drag him away! You’re dirtying my eyes,” Xie Wan Ning said with disgust as she pulled her sleeve back from the servant’s hand.

At this time, several guards came forward, rudely picked up the servant who was kneeling on the ground, and were about to drag him away for execution.

Suddenly, waves of heart-wrenching cries were heard in the small pavilion.

A strong maid broke free from the guards' grip and crawled to Xie Wan Ning's feet again.

She kowtowed so much that she didn't even notice the blood dripping from her forehead to the ground. "Miss, Miss, you are wise. We didn't say anything bad about you. I told you that Lord Pei wounded himself and is now unconscious because of Madam Pei. Please forgive me," she said while kowtowing continuously.

Hearing this, Xie Wan Ning froze in place, the hatred in her eyes no longer hidden.

My mind is full of what the maid said just now. How could this be? How could this be?

Although her cousin sent her back home, she didn't hate him at all. It must be that the foxy Song Qingcheng bewitched her cousin, she thought to herself.

Seeing the ferocious look on Xie Wan Ning's face, the security guard did not dare to delay at all. He stepped forward again and wanted to drag the person away, and of course he did so.

The guard roughly dragged the weeping and shouting maid, leaving a long trail of blood on the ground.

"Wait!"

When the guard heard Xie Wan Ning's order, he immediately threw the man to the ground like a rag.

Xie Wan Ning raised her eyelids, looking very different from her weak appearance in Pei Mansion. Her voice was as if filled with poison: "Explain it to me clearly, and I will forgive you this time!"

The maids and servants felt as if they had been pardoned, and told Xie Wan Ning everything they knew.

With every word they spoke, Xie Wan Ning's face grew darker.

I know that the young lady admires Lord Pei. If she were not the daughter of the Song family, she might have become the third wife of the Duke's Mansion. She must be very upset now.