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

Song Qingcheng pointed at Pei Huaizhi expressionlessly.

He looked in the direction of her finger and found that the wound was made of scraps of Song Qingcheng's clothes. Pei Huaizhi was speechless for a moment, and his previous indulgence came to his mind, so he said that he bullied her.

He pretended to cough to cover up his embarrassment.

Song Qingcheng waited for him to say something, but after a few breaths, Pei Huaizhi still said nothing. He stood up and looked around.

Song Qingcheng: ".....???"

This person just wanted to let it go. Admittedly, this was not the time to pursue this matter, but she just felt like there was a stone blocking her heart and wanted to know what he was thinking.

"Third Master, why don't you explain?"

She finally asked angrily.

Who knew that the man opposite seemed to have a smile in his eyes, "What do you want to explain?"

"Of course, of course..."

Her face turned red and she was too embarrassed to say it out loud.

"Madam," Pei Huaizhi said in a hoarse voice, "What do you want me to explain? ..... Hmm?"

After the other party said this, there was no further words.

This statement couldn't be made clearer; they were a legitimate couple, not strangers who needed to be cautious about gender differences, so there was really no need for explanation.

"Let's go! We can't stay here for long."

Pei Huaizhi pulled up the angry girl who was sitting on the ground. The moment their hands touched, he suddenly remembered the soft touch yesterday. He swallowed unconsciously, as if he had tasted the sweetness.

"Not bad!"

This incoherent sentence made Song Qingcheng a little confused, "What?"

"You are very brave. You are worthy of being my wife," Pei Huaizhi said proudly. If this happened to another lady from a wealthy family, she would probably cry and be scared out of her wits, not knowing what to do.

The little girl in front of him, who also grew up in the backyard, actually dared to fight the assassin in close combat and was able to calmly lead him out of the jungle. This courage alone, not to mention being a girl, was already better than many boys.

Unpolished jade and uncut gold finally belong to him.

Hearing this, Song Qingcheng resisted the urge to pout. What did her kindness have to do with him? She was like his accessory.

"Now, where are we going?"

Now that Pei Huaizhi was awake, Song Qingcheng was too lazy to think anymore. Perhaps she herself hadn't even noticed her unconscious dependence.

Pei Huaizhi tightened the long gown covering Song Qingcheng's body, covering her delicate skin tightly, and went to Jeju along Hebei Road.

"Where are Shuqi and the others?"

"I will meet you there!"

Hearing this, Song Qingcheng nodded and let Pei Huaizhi lead the way. Suddenly, a burst of horse hooves sounds came, quickly and loudly. It was clear that there were quite a few people coming.

Song Qingcheng's face turned pale and her body stiffened for a moment. She did not forget that this group of people were targeting her, but she did not expect that she still could not escape.

What should she do? Otherwise, she should be righteous for once. Since the assassin's target is her, she will pretend to go with them and cover Pei Huaizhi's departure, and then call for reinforcements to save him.

She thought so and said so.

Unexpectedly, Pei Huaizhi's face darkened immediately after hearing her suggestion, and his voice was as cold as ice, "No!"

As expected, the assassins did not let go of the dilapidated post station, and the sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer.

"Bang!"

The already shaky door collapsed in an instant, splashing dust all over the room.

Pei Huaizhi used his sleeves to shield Song Qingcheng from the dust.

The leader came in with a dozen assassins, holding big knives and surrounding the two men.

The assassin leader looked through Pei Huaizhi at the dishevelled Song Qingcheng.

Noticing his gaze, Pei Huaizhi's face darkened, and he moved in front of Song Qingcheng and spoke.

"Sir, you are so brave. You dare to stay here even though you failed in one strike. Aren't you too confident?"

Pei Huaizhi stood in front of Song Qingcheng, his momentum not inferior to hers at all.

The assassin leader said, "Sir, as long as you hand over the woman behind you to us, we will naturally not embarrass you."

"Your Excellency is saying that you want Pei to hand over his wife to someone else! That depends on whether you have the fate to do so. Why do you think Pei is here? He is just luring you into a trap. After one night, I think the governor of Jeju is not far away." Pei Huaizhi's expression restrained, and the coldness in his tone made people terrified.

"I am really curious about who is behind you. That's why I am waiting here!"

This was said with such conviction that it didn't sound like a lie at all.

Hearing this, the assassin leader was still hesitant, but he did not want to miss the opportunity to take credit. While he was hesitating, his companion leaned over and whispered in his ear.

"Boss, I heard that this person is a man of deep thoughts and is very good at calculating. It is impossible for him to stay here knowing that there are pursuers behind him. There must be a trick. Let's retreat! What if his identity is exposed and it ruins the master's business..."

Pei Huaizhi saw that the man was wavering and hesitant, and he knew in his heart that the person behind him knew his identity and did not dare to take his life, and was only planning to take Qingcheng.

"Sir, do you want to risk your life or take a gamble? If you want to take her away, why not try to see if Pei's words are true or not!"

Song Qingcheng hid behind him, looking at his tall back. Although he was covered in wounds and the other side clearly had more people and more power, she could still feel his aura of iron will and his composure to remain calm in the face of praise or criticism.

The best strategy is to attack the enemy's strategy! This man has all the skills, courage, and scheming!

The assassin leader was obviously frightened, and while hesitating, his strength weakened and finally exhausted.

"Retreat!" The assassin leader was not worried about dying in battle, as he was a death warrior. However, he was afraid that he would be captured alive as Pei Huaizhi said. He could not guarantee that any of his men could withstand the torture.

The assassin raised his hand and called on his companions to retreat. In a few breaths, they disappeared.

Song Qingcheng, who was hiding behind him, came out and asked, "Just like that?"

"Master Pei, you are indeed resourceful, but why didn't you tell me earlier that we had reinforcements? You made me worry all night."

Pei Huaizhi wiped the blood off Song Qingcheng's face with his sleeve, "Where are the reinforcements coming from!"

Song Qingcheng was choked.

"Then what you said about the governor of Jeju being on his way is false, then..."

"The leader will realize if he thinks carefully that it is impossible to send the letter to Jeju and have the governor of Jeju to gather troops in just one night!"

"It seems that Lord Pei is using the empty city plan!"

Song Qingcheng couldn't help but feel her heart in her throat again, "If they know they've been tricked, they'll come back again. We should leave as soon as possible."

She had to admire Pei Huaizhi's courage.

"Don't worry"

"How can I not be worried! Lord Pei, we don't have any reinforcements!"

"It's not like there's no reinforcements!"

Song Qingcheng was completely confused. Sometimes there were reinforcements, and sometimes there weren't. I didn't know whether there were reinforcements or not.