After rebirth, the Prime Minister's wife always wanted to leave her father behind and keep her

Li Wenbin stopped talking and took two steps back. He locked the keys on the second door. No one could enter or leave without the master's order. Mudan, who was also huddled in a corner and still in shock, came out and led Li Wenbin out.

"Li Wenbin," Mudan whispered, "Do you also fight and kill like this outside?"

Li Wenbin shook his head dully, and then nodded slowly.

Mudan looked back at Cheng Songan who was sitting on the steps, then looked in the direction of the bathroom, and finally turned back to Li Wenbin. The little person also sighed: "This place is not as good as our Cheng Mansion. If the girl bleeds so much, we won't let her stay here."

Li Wenbin paused in surprise. He was dark-skinned and serious-looking. He had few playmates since childhood, so he didn't like to talk. Apart from Qiangwei, whom he often met, he seldom talked to his master's maid. But at this moment, he couldn't help but remind her, "Don't talk nonsense."

Mudan scratched her head innocently, took out something wrapped in silk from her sleeve and handed it to him: "You haven't eaten yet, I have a bean curd bun, here, next time the girl wants to go out, you must follow her."

Li Wenbin, who was always quick-witted, was suddenly stunned. After a while, he took the gift from her hand, put it in his lapel at the chest, and nodded.

When Cheng Songan saw them approaching the gate of the courtyard, he suddenly stood up and called them.

Li Wenbin hurried over and asked, "Miss, do you have any other instructions?"

Cheng Songan bit his lower lip, his chin trembling slightly, and said, "You don't have to come tomorrow. The several farms I brought as a dowry are scattered around the outskirts of Beijing. You can take Mudan with you to check out which one has the best scenery. I'll go and stay there for a few days."

When Mudan heard this, she immediately became interested and looked at Li Wenbin eagerly.

Li Wenbin turned his head away awkwardly and agreed.

Cheng Songan made this decision, and she felt much happier. After her rebirth, she had undergone too many changes, and it was hard for her to accept them. She didn't know where to go in the future. Maybe if she left Cui's house and went to a beautiful place, she would be able to think more clearly.

Back in the inner room, Cheng Songan took out the painting again and unfolded it inch by inch. Xue Tingyun in the painting had a tender look in her eyes, indicating that the painter was her sweetheart, Cui Yuanqing.

It turned out that she knew so little about Cui Yuanqing. She only knew that he was good at maneuvering and managing the officialdom, but she never knew that he was also an expert in civil and military affairs, as well as in the arts of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Perhaps he would only show his true self in front of Miss Xue Wu.

When the scroll is unfolded to the very bottom, there is a line of beautiful small calligraphy: It is a temporary relationship. After a hundred years, each of us will follow the six paths and will not be connected to each other.

But there are two lines of cursive script next to it: The sun and the moon are long-lastingly staring at each other, inseparable from the heart. When I see you walking or sitting, it feels like my body is on fire.

Cheng Songan's hands were trembling slightly. She didn't know whether the running regular script was written by Xue Tingyun, but the two lines of running cursive script next to it that were so powerful that they could be seen through the back of the paper were undoubtedly written by Cui Yuanqing. She had seen those fonts in two lifetimes and was very familiar with them.

When her family was in trouble, she sent him this painting and wrote a farewell note. When he saw these two lines of words, he expressed his firm determination to never let her down.

It turns out that Cui Yuanqing is not without a sentimental side, and his talent is also applicable to love affairs, but that person is not her.

"The sun and the moon gaze at each other for a long time, and are inseparable from the heart." Cheng Songan's tears kept falling as she muttered these two lines.

Her tears fell on the scroll, almost soaking the words. She carefully wiped them with her sleeve. The touching love between them that lasted until death made her, a victim who was forced to be involved, feel a little sympathy.

Haitang came back from the bathroom and asked her how to arrange Cui Yuanqing. As soon as she entered the room, she saw her crying silently in front of a painting.

She walked quickly forward and asked softly, "What's wrong with you, girl?"

Cheng Songan threw himself into Haitang's arms like a wronged child seeing his mother, and couldn't hold back his tears any longer: "Haitang, I want to go back to Yizhou and see my grandparents."

Haitang's eyes turned red, and she choked up and said, "Good girl, when the anniversary of the old man's death comes, we...we..."

After saying "we" twice, he couldn't go on. In this kind of world, a girl doesn't even have the qualifications to participate in ancestor worship. She can only burn some paper money when worshiping at the cemetery. What's more, Cheng Songan is already married and is a member of his Cui family. Let alone returning to Yizhou, even if she returns to the Cheng family, she needs the consent of the Cui family.

Haitang stroked Cheng Songan's hair, trying to force a smile and said, "Master Qingshan can return to Yizhou every year. I will ask him to visit the master and the mistress on your behalf in a few days."

Mentioning Lu Qingshan, Cheng Songan smiled self-deprecatingly again. The Xue family's crime was determined by their grandfather. Even if they deserved it, Xue Tingyun was innocent. Cui Yuanqing would hate her for this, and it was impossible for Lu Qingshan to completely not care.

"I'll take you there next year." A desolate and weak voice came from outside the window.

Cui Yuanqing came in from outside wrapped in a thin blanket. Before he even walked into the inner room, the smell of medicine wafted over from his body.

Cheng Songan's eyes were red, and she didn't want him to see that she had cried. She turned her back to him and said to the inside of the bed, "No need. It's a bit unreasonable for you to see my grandfather."

Cui Yuanqing was stunned for a moment, then he saw the scroll in her hand. His pale face was bloodless, and he asked calmly, "Did grandma tell you everything?"

Cheng Songan calmed down, turned around, and said with his eyes to the ground: "Yes, my grandmother said that there is no creation without destruction. This matter is like an arrow in your back, piercing my heart. If I pull it out, I may die, but if I don't pull it out, it will fester and cause sores, making me suffer unbearably, and I will die in the end."

"Cui Yuanqing, now that I have pulled out this arrow, we are no longer separate."

Cui Yuanqing took a step forward and asked in a hoarse voice: "Then...you and I..."

Cheng Songan smiled and said, "I won't resent you anymore."

Cui Yuanqing's face suddenly lit up.

"But I don't want to see you again." Cheng Songan raised his eyes and said resolutely, "After I cover up this matter for you, I will go to live in the manor."

Cui Yuanqing's expression turned ugly again, and he said gloomily, "Are you really unwilling to stay in this mansion?"

Cheng Songan's calm mood also became excited when she heard this. She lowered her voice and shouted, "Yes, just because I don't hate you doesn't mean I can get along well with you. Back then, you took out all your resentment on me, resisted the marriage and didn't explain the reason, making me a joke in the capital at that time. Then you ignored me and retaliated against me, making me pay the price of my whole life! Now just because you changed your mind, should I be grateful to you?"

"My grandfather did nothing wrong. Xue Chengdong was wrong. You shouldn't resent my grandfather, and you shouldn't resent me even more. My second sister and I are both daughters of the Cheng family and have the same grandfather. Why do you only hate me? Because she looks like her, but I don't?"