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

Si Tui looked into her eyes, the corners of his mouth curved downwards, as if he was smiling, and then asked, "Are you afraid of me this much?"

Cheng Songan looked at him warily and said, "I respect you as a gentleman, but I didn't expect you to be such a person."

"What kind of person?" Seeing that she looked nervous, Si Tui stood up and sat on the low couch she pointed to, and asked leisurely.

Cheng Songan finally let go of the corner of the quilt he had been tightly clutching, and breathed a sigh of relief, saying, "No one helped me ascend to the sky, I walked through the snow to the top of the mountain. You should be such a chivalrous man, why are you just a shadow beside Cui Yuanqing? And you are not clear with my second sister. Since you are in love with her, you should use your own identity to make it clear to her. If my father disagrees, I will also help you. How can you let her get pregnant before marriage and lose her reputation? In the final analysis, this matter is not her fault, it's yours!"

Si Tui smiled faintly and did not refute. Instead, he moved his eyebrows and asked, "What if I can replace Cui Yuanqing?"

Cheng Songan took a deep breath, feeling extremely flustered, and tried to calm herself down. She stared at Situi, trying to detect a clue from his eyes.

The Inspector General returned to the capital in such a grand manner, which must have been an imperial decree. Cui Yuanqing could have come back on his own, but he allowed Si Tui to show up. Did something really happen?

"Cui Yuanqing, what's wrong with him?" Cheng Songan said slowly, with a hint of vigilance in his voice.

Si Tui raised the corner of his mouth slightly and asked, "What do you want him to do?"

Cheng Songan's heart was shaken, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Did something happen to him?"

"Don't you want a divorce?" Si Tui turned his head to look at her, "If something happens to him, wouldn't that be exactly what you want?"

A thought flashed through Cheng Songan's mind. Could it be that in her previous life, Cui Yuanqing had already died in Jiangnan, and it was Situi who returned? Then, the grudge between her and Cui Yuanqing did not exist? But, the person she had spent her life with and the one she should hate was actually Situi?

"Cheng Songan, you don't want him to die, nor do you want me to replace him, right?" Si Tui asked slowly.

Cheng Songan's tears suddenly fell uncontrollably. She wiped them away quickly, suppressing her emotions that were about to burst out, and said coldly, "Get out, don't be in front of me!"

Seeing her trembling, Si Tui felt sorry for her and softened his tone, "He's fine, don't worry."

Cheng Songan raised his head, his eyes were red, and he threw the pillow at him angrily, "Who cares if he's okay? Get out, I don't want to see either of you."

"You've really made my sister angry again!" Duan Zhuyu saw this as soon as she entered the room and said angrily, "No wonder I want to divorce you!"

Si Tui glanced at her and snorted coldly.

Duan Zhuyu suddenly became even more angry: "Don't be so proud, wait until my sister gets divorced and then become my aunt-in-law!"

Si Tui slammed his palm on the table. The anger emanating from his body immediately suppressed Duan Zhuyu's momentum. His eyes were like knives: "Say it again!"

Duan Zhuyu was about to speak, but Cheng Songan didn't want her to say any more, so he stopped her and said, "Miss Yu, if you continue like this, I will be estranged from you."

Duan Zhuyu swallowed her words in indignation, glared at Si Tui, and said to Cheng Song An: "Sister, have you seen a doctor?"

Cheng Songan nodded and said to her, "Don't say those words in front of others in the future."

Duan Zhuyu nodded reluctantly, then stood up and looked outside, muttering, "Why is my little uncle so slow!"

Si Tui narrowed his eyes and looked outside following her gaze.

Duan Zhuyu said unhappily, "My uncle was asked by my aunt to bring a cat to Sister Cheng. Isn't that allowed?"

At first, Cheng Songan just wanted to get closer to Princess Xiang, but after talking more, he also started to look forward to the cat and couldn't help but stretch his neck to look outside.

Duan Zhuyu said, "We should have come earlier this morning, but your second daughter had a severe stomachache, and your aunt and you were both ill. Let's discuss and let Lu Qingshan and the third daughter go over there, and my uncle and I will come to your side. He is carrying a cat and walks slowly."

Cheng Songan glanced at Situi meaningfully and thought, what if Lu Qingshan went to see Cheng Wanxin and saw her at her most vulnerable and helpless? He felt pity for her, what would happen?

So he said, "I'm not feeling well right now. Can you go check on my second sister for me?"

Upon hearing this, Si Tui frowned and explained, "Maybe there is something wrong. I'll be back soon."

Cheng Songan sneered: "There's no need to come so quickly, just go and replace Brother Lu Shi, he's a guest."

Si Tui's eyes darkened and he looked at her coldly, seeming a little reluctant, but still turned and left.

Cheng Songan looked at his receding back, feeling confused. Things were going in a direction that she couldn't understand. What was the origin of his relationship with Cui Yuanqing, Cheng Wanxin and Xue Tingyun? In what capacity did she get involved in the vortex between them?

"Sister!" Duan Zhuyu pushed her, "Why are you daydreaming?"

Cheng Songan forced a smile and shook his head. At this moment, Ming Zhan came into Chenglan Hall carrying a basket of things and stopped in the main hall.

Duan Zhuyu quickly waved to him and called him over.

Ming Zhan stood in the main hall and scratched his head. Without Cheng Songan's approval, he couldn't go directly into the inner room.

Cheng Songan laughed and said, "Young General Ming is so young, why would he have so many taboos? It's okay to come in."

Ming Zhan came in, his face a little unnatural, and said stiffly: "Miss Cheng, I am seventeen years old this year, not young, don't talk to me in that mature tone."

Cheng Songan chuckled. He was a very principled kid. When he was angry, he didn't even call her Madam Cui, but Miss Cheng. So he nodded and said, "I'm sorry, General Ming. It's my fault."

Ming Zhan blushed again, but that was not what he meant. He put the basket on the table and uncovered the silk cloth covering it. Three furry little heads poked out from inside.

When Cheng Songan saw it, his heart suddenly softened and he fell in love with a chubby tabby cat at first sight.

These three kittens are from the same mother, but their colors are different. Two are pure white like jade, and the other one is raccoon-colored.

Duan Zhuyu smiled and said, "We originally wanted to pair it with a Persian cat of the same breed, but we didn't pay attention and let a civet cat take advantage of it. My aunt was so angry that she wanted to drown the little civet cat with a bad bloodline, but my cousin Ning Zhao couldn't bear it and spared its life."

Ming Zhan said, "My sister said that Madam Cui can choose any of the three cats and keep whichever one she likes. If she likes all of them, she can keep all of them."

Cheng Songan knew that Princess Xiang loved Persian cats, and these two white ones must be her new favorites, so she couldn't let her give them up. She also saw that the civet cat she liked was stronger than the white one, and it meowed as soon as it saw her, which was very cute, so she said, "The firewood on the stream is soft and the felt is warm, so my civet cat and I won't go out. Let this civet cat accompany me through the winter."

When Duan Zhuyu heard this, she immediately took the cat out of the basket and handed it to Cheng Songan. The little cat arched its back in Cheng Songan's arms and nestled on her lower abdomen.