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

"Song Qingcheng, do you have a heart or not? Do you have a heart or not?"

Song Qingcheng stood there in a daze. She actually rarely saw a hint of disappointment and panic in those phoenix eyes.

She wanted to say something but stopped herself. She felt bitter in her heart, but she couldn't tell others. Did she have any feelings? She had feelings at first, and she had put her whole heart on him, but what did she wait for in the end? She died young, and she didn't die well. She didn't keep anything.

She shook off Pei Huaizhi's hand and said, "Pei Huaizhi, what qualifications do you have to question me?" She knew very well that Pei Huaizhi now knew nothing about his past life, but she was not a saint, and she could not help but involve him in this life.

"What do you mean?" Pei Huaizhi frowned slightly.

"Pei Huaizhi, life is important!" Song Qingcheng answered the question irrelevantly. It was ridiculous that fate played such a trick on people, and there was no escape in this life or the next.

Pei Huaizhi's phoenix eyes stared at her intently.

Song Qingcheng's heart was pounding. Pei Huaizhi was too dangerous. She was a little scared and her eyes turned red unconsciously.

The effect of the drug on Pei Huaizhi's body became more and more powerful. He raised his hand to support his palm-sized face, and his attitude was also deliberately gentle. He said, "I will treat you well. Can you trust me once?"

Hearing this, Song Qingcheng became stubborn, staring into his eyes and said, "No, not good at all!" Her reason clearly told her that it would be better to go along with him.

"Ah!"

Hearing this, Pei Huaizhi sneered, then pinched her chin and suddenly captured her soft lips.

After feeling the hot touch of the man's lips, Song Qingcheng's eyes suddenly widened.

She did not forget to put her hand on Pei Huaizhi's chest, but her lips were completely blocked by Pei Huaizhi, making it difficult for her to breathe.

Song Qingcheng was like a fish out of water. She wanted to open her mouth to breathe, but Pei Huaizhi took advantage of her opportunity. Just when she was about to suffocate, Pei Huaizhi let go of her lips and stroked along the corner of her lips to her earlobe.

"Can you come and save me?" His voice was thick and hoarse, and he pressed the person down directly, and with his rough fingers he pulled the clothes that were in the way to the sides, revealing the white neck.

Song Qingcheng panicked, her heart pounding, but then suddenly dropped.

The tears in her eyes seemed like beads that had broken off the string, falling down with a click.

Seeing this, the man seemed to be burned by the tears. He stopped burying his head in Song Qingcheng's neck, then stood up and sat up. His eyes were bright and dark, "Get out!"

Song Qingcheng didn't care about these things anymore. She suddenly got up, gathered her scattered clothes together, and ran quickly to the next room.

Pei Huaizhi saw the panicked man's back and said nothing more.

This Western Region aphrodisiac does not need to be detoxified by women. Naturally, there is another way to detoxify this poison!

Pei Huaizhi directly used his inner strength to gather the aphrodisiac poison that was wandering around his body to the Neiguan acupoint. He then took out a dagger, cut a deep incision at the acupoint, and squeezed out the black blood until the blood turned red. Only then did he stop.

This method only prevents people from losing their minds, and the residual poison will slowly dissipate.

Last night, Pei Huaizhi was exhausted, his steps were a little unsteady, and he fell onto the bed.

Song Qingcheng calmed herself down in the next room. Although she was very resistant to using her body to detoxify, it did not mean that she wanted Pei Huai to die.

She straightened her clothes and hair to make sure no one would notice anything before leaving the room again and running downstairs to ask Pei Huaizhi's attendants to find a skinny horse.

In less than two quarters of an hour, a skinny horse with a pretty face came.

Song Qingcheng usually has a smile on her face, which often gives people a feeling of being bathed in spring breeze. Most importantly, she treats servants kindly, so the maids and servants around her are also relatively relaxed. But now Song Qingcheng's face is obviously not very good, so Xia He can only stand aside worriedly and dare not say anything to persuade her.

The skinny horse has kept his head down since he entered the door!

Song Qingcheng didn't look at her, but just asked Shuqi, "Is there any problem?"

Shuqi was quite dissatisfied with Song Qingcheng because of this matter. After all, Pei Huai was his real master. He said in a rude tone, "Don't bother the Third Young Madam to worry about it!" After that, he was going to take the skinny horse to the second floor.

Wu Songsong was obviously rude to Song Qingcheng and reminded her from behind, "You have crossed the line. If the adults knew..."

Shuqi did not stop and said sideways, "You'd better not forget who your master is."

As if feeling dissatisfied again, he asked Shouma to go to the house at the end of the corridor by himself, and turned around and said:

"And what I want to say is, since the marriage, how has your Excellency taken care of you? Can't you see it? Even a piece of stone should be warmed up eventually. If you really don't like your Excellency, why did you ask His Majesty to grant the marriage?"

The whole room was filled with awkwardness, and the last sentence was full of irony!

Xia He couldn't bear to see Song Qingcheng being bullied, so she stood up and said with her neck stiff, "What right do you have to say that about our girl!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Wu Songsong stepped forward and pulled Xia He's sleeve.

Xia He was originally the most gentle of Song Qingcheng's four maids, but at this moment she shook off Wu Songsong's hand and said angrily, "You are not a good person either. I am really blind to make delicious food for you."

Got it!

I feel so depressed now, it seems like I can't listen to anything you say!

Song Qingcheng sat on the stool without saying a word. Everyone served their own master. Shuqi was right. It seemed that no matter which life she was in, she was the one who provoked Pei Huaizhi first, and she was the culprit who killed herself.

Now she was in a strange circle. Who was she? How should she treat that man? How could the Song family avoid being confiscated and exiled?

She felt like his brain was going to explode!

She hated herself. Since the matter was already done, why couldn't she just pretend to be nice and be a good wife to Pei Huaizhi?

At the same time, Pei Huaizhi half-leaned on the bed frame with his eyes closed, digesting his out-of-control emotions alone.

"Tock-tock!"

The skinny horse just knocked on the door twice and walked into the house.

Pei Huaizhi did not open his eyes. The person came with light steps. He thought it was Song Qingcheng who had left and returned. He sighed silently, "Why are you here? Aren't you afraid now?"

There was some resentment in his tone.

The skinny horse saw the man half-leaning on the bed. The bright light shone on his flawless handsome face, which contained an air of nobility that no one dared to touch.

His long arms were casually draped over the bed, and there was a shocking bloodstain on the Neiguan acupoint, but it also had a bit of the alluring aura of a demon.

The skinny horse knew that the man in front of him had recognized the wrong person, but he did not correct him. Instead, a murderous look flashed across his eyes.

She was actually reluctant to part with such a handsome man!