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

"What"

Pei Huairu couldn't believe it, and said with her neck stiff, "Third sister-in-law, is this how you care for the younger generation? If you...if you dare to mess around, be careful or I'll tell mother!"

Song Qingcheng looked around and sat calmly on the armchair in the room.

At this moment, Song Qingcheng was sitting and Pei Huairu was standing. But Song Qingcheng didn't seem to be at a disadvantage at all. Her imposing manner made everyone in Xia Futang dare not act recklessly and stood aside in silence.

"To care for the younger generation, you also have to see if they are worthy of it. If the younger generation has bad intentions, then caring for them would be like aiding and abetting the evil, and would harm them. Sister Ru, what do you think?"

"Stop pretending to be an elder here!"

"Heh! Sister Ru, you say your sister-in-law is an elder, and then you say she is not. Are you not smart?"

"you!"

Pei Huairu was furious. She wanted to send Song Qingcheng away quickly. Such a Song Qingcheng made her feel scared. "I thought you came back ahead of us. If Third Sister-in-law embarrasses me because of this, isn't it a bit too petty!"

Well, you are trying to cover up your guilt. You are so impatient. We are from the same mother and he is not like someone at all.

"Sister Ru, if you had admitted it yourself, I would have let it go because you are the Third Master's sister, but you are so unrepentant!"

Song Qingcheng curled the corners of her lips slightly, and her eyes turned cold.

"Somebody come!"

At this time, two sturdy old women came in from outside Xia Futang.

Song Qingcheng came here this time to teach Pei Huairu a lesson, so how could she be completely unprepared? She asked Shuqi to arrange these two maids specifically. They were quite skilled in martial arts, and Song Qingcheng had just told them to wait outside the door.

If Pei Huairu took the initiative to admit her mistake, she would forgive her again.

That's why she was so patient and told her so much. Who would have thought that she had no intention of repenting at all? It was no wonder she did that.

Two maids came in. They were big and strong and pressed the man down into the armchair as if he were a chicken.

Pei Huairu didn't expect that Song Qingcheng would be so bold as to let someone hold her hostage.

"What are you doing? I'm a lady, let me go quickly, or I'll make you pay for it." Pei Huairu's hairpins and rings were in disarray, and she was shouting at the top of her lungs.

"It's too noisy! Let Miss Four take a break and don't strain your throat!"

Song Qingcheng's tone was light and cold.

The strong old woman immediately blocked Pei Huairu's mouth tightly with a sweat towel.

At this moment, the only sound that could be heard was Pei Huairu's whimpering and struggling.

The servants of Xia Futang wanted to take the opportunity to go to Ninghetang to report the news, but were stopped in their tracks by a glare from Song Qingcheng.

Now Song Qingcheng doesn't want to care about Xie at all, because she will go south tomorrow and doesn't know when she will be able to come back.

Song Qingcheng said, "His Royal Highness Prince Yan ignored you, so you took your anger out on me. Is this what a lady from a noble family would do? You knew that there were two carriages in the mansion, and when I was performing in the martial arts hall, you clearly saw that I had not left, but you still asked the coachman to leave immediately and abandoned me in the suburbs of Beijing?"

"Oh, by the way, Third Sister is also very fierce. The driver just asked a question that Third Young Madam hadn't asked yet, and you killed him. Third Sister is so arrogant!"

Pei Huairu's eyes were red, and she was so frightened that she was moving around violently.

Song Qingcheng stood up and said, "Isn't it said that the eldest sister-in-law is like a mother? Today, I will teach you a lesson on behalf of my mother-in-law."

"Mammy, "You failed to meet a man outside your family, and you took your anger out on your elders. According to the rules of Peiguo Mansion, what should you do?"

One of the strong maids said, "Having a private meeting with a man outside the family is a big taboo in the mansion. You should kneel down in the ancestral hall and copy the commandments a hundred times, be confined to your home for half a year, and be fined a year's salary. If you have evil intentions and plot to murder the elders in your family, your crime will be increased by one level and you will be punished with ten strokes of the cane!"

"Ok!"

Song Qingcheng nodded, "Let's get started!"

Pei Huairu couldn't believe her ears. She shook her head frantically, her face pale and wooden, like a fool.

After a while, Xia Futang heard the sound of a board hitting her body. Pei Huairu didn't take out the towel from her mouth, so she could only hear a series of muffled groans.

After ten beatings, Pei Huairu was no longer able to bear the consequences.

"Okay, let's tell Grandma about today's events. After all, she is the one who manages the household. Let Grandma handle the rest. But Grandma should be stricter in managing the household."

The voice just fell.

Song Qingcheng walked out of Xia Futang.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Song Qingcheng looked up at the moon. Tonight was destined to be an uneasy night.

I think Xie will come to see her soon.

Out of Xiafu Hall.

Shuqi was standing at the hanging flower gate, and had obviously been waiting for her for some time.

"lady"

Song Qingcheng looked inquiringly.

"Madam, you should stay in the study tonight. My lord, you will definitely need someone to take care of you tonight!"

"Third Master, is it really dangerous tonight?"

Shuqi nodded seriously, "It's very dangerous, extremely dangerous."

"Let's go then!"

*

Study!

When Song Qingcheng came in, Pei Huaizhi's eyes clearly flashed with surprise. He didn't expect Song Qingcheng to come back.

At this time, Pei Huaizhi was leaning on the bed frame, holding something that looked like an official document in his left hand and reading it.

Song Qingcheng was convinced. Even though she was so badly injured, she still had the mind to read official documents.

"Why are you back again?"

Pei Huaizhi coughed lightly and asked, "Are you worried about me?" he continued.

Song Qingcheng felt a little guilty. Just as King Yan said, she always blinked when she said something against her will.

It is now.

"I am indeed a little worried!"'.

The room was quiet again. She found that she and Pei Huaizhi always fell into this strange circle when getting along, feeling familiar and strange at the same time.

Song Qingcheng glanced at him and saw that he didn't seem to have anything to say.

The atmosphere is awkward.

There was a gentle knock on the door.

Hearing the sound, Song Qingcheng went to open the door. It was a maid she didn't recognize, who brought her toiletries and some clean clothes.

After a day of sweat, my body was already covered with thin layers of sweat. Now that I was free, I felt very uncomfortable.

Song Qingcheng was not polite and took the things from the maid's hand. She ignored the man half lying on the bed and went straight to the next room.

I think the servants have already made arrangements.

The water in the tub was just the right temperature.

After a while, there were rustling sounds coming from inside, and the sound of water splashing came from the side room all the way to Pei Huaizhi's ears. Pei Huaizhi was a martial artist, and his hearing was more sensitive than that of ordinary people. In addition, when it was late at night and everyone was asleep, the splashing sound was even more striking.

Pei Huaizhi was rarely upset.