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

Cheng Songan's overly eager and expectant gaze was too much for him to bear. Cui Yuanqing's throat moved, and his expression was painful: "The child... could not be kept..."

The hand that was grabbing the collar slowly loosened, and Cheng Songan's heart was filled with raging waves. The waves carried her heart high up into the sky, then dropped it heavily, hitting the shore and making her almost faint.

"Why? Doctor Sun," Cheng Songan pushed Cui Yuanqing away and fell off the bed. She lost her balance and fell heavily to the ground, but she felt no pain. She turned to Doctor Sun and asked, "You are a good doctor, why didn't you find out that I was pregnant? Why did you find out now? Huh?"

Cui Yuanqing knelt on the ground, hugged her from behind as she struggled to crawl forward, and said piteously: "Yun Dai, don't get excited, I will hold you and lie down again."

Cheng Songan turned around with a blank look in his eyes and asked in a daze: "Did you know this a long time ago? Cui Yuanqing, why didn't you tell me? Why!"

Cui Yuanqing hung his head helplessly, suppressing the pain and saying: "I didn't expect it to be like this, I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

Cheng Songan was trembling all over, in extreme pain, and spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground. She even wanted to laugh: "So, the day I knew about the existence of this child was also the day I lost him?"

Cui Yuanqing hugged her tightly and shouted to Doctor Sun, "Come and see how she is. Why is she vomiting blood?"

Doctor Sun knelt down and said, "Young Madam is too sad and angry. She is weak. Help her to lie down on the bed."

Cheng Songan suddenly felt a strong force and pushed him away fiercely, crying: "Cui Yuanqing, why did you deliberately hide it from me? If I had known earlier, I would have protected him well. Why didn't you tell me? What exactly do you want to do?"

Cui Yuanqing knelt in front of her and tried to hold her in his arms, but Cheng Songan had already collapsed. She just looked up and screamed at him: "Why are you so cruel, Cui Yuanqing, why? I hate you! I want to leave here!"

Cui Yuanqing ignored her beatings and held her in his arms again and again, trying to hold her tight.

From the time they got married until now, she had laughed, cried, made a fuss, and even been so angry that she wanted to kill him with a sword, but she had never been as desperate as she was now. She was like a helpless little animal that had fallen into a maze, running around in the fog and swamps, but she could not escape. She could only wail to the sky again and again.

Cui Yuanqing couldn't bear to look at her, so he closed his eyes in pain and hugged her tightly from behind, not giving her a chance to struggle. If he continued like this, she would faint again.

Cheng Songan raised her head in despair, her whole face covered with tears. She seemed to see a little baby smiling at her, that was the child she had longed for for two lifetimes.

Haitang couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so she rushed over and said to Cui Yuanqing, "Sir, please let my girl go."

Cheng Songan's eyes fell from mid-air to Haitang, and he immediately grabbed her tightly, mumbling: "Haitang, I don't want to be a member of the Cui family while I am alive, and I don't want to be a ghost of the Cui family after I die. Let's go back to Yizhou."

Every word fell into Cui Yuanqing's ears, reminding him of what she said that day: You don't have to give your heart to me. If I want to see it, I must dig it out with a knife.

Now, he felt the pain of having his heart ripped out. He muttered to himself in despair: "That's my child too. I hope more than anyone else that he will be born safely."

Cheng Songan pointed at him angrily: "You don't deserve it! That's my child, it has nothing to do with you! It's not enough that you killed me, you also want to kill my child!"

"Cui Yuanqing, I don't want to wait for a year, I want a divorce now, right away!"

As she said these words, she seemed to have used up all her strength and her whole body was shaking.

Haitang hugged her tightly, not letting her get any more excited, and cried, "Girl, don't be like this, it hurts me to see you like this."

Cui Yuanqing brushed away the crabapple leaves, carried Cheng Songan back to the bed, knelt on the side of the bed, buried his head in her belly, and said in a suppressed voice: "No, I won't divorce. Cheng Songan, you can hit me, scold me, but you can't leave me."

"I won't hit you," Cheng Songan struggled and stretched out his hand to Haitang, "Go find Lu Xiaojiu, he said he is my brother and will take me away, go find him!"

Cui Yuanqing suddenly raised his head, his eyes red and frightening, and growled, "Don't go!"

Haitang clenched her fists and trembled all over. Qiangwei and Mudan had red eyes and looked sad.

Cheng Songan glanced hopelessly at everything around her. She looked around the room and felt more and more that it was a cage that locked her up inside, slowly draining away her vitality. In the end, she would die here in despair just like in her previous life.

Many people poured in from outside the door.

Old Madam Yu was brought in by someone. She was a well-maintained lady, but today she seemed to have aged suddenly. There was no trace of blood on her face. She asked in a trembling voice, "How could this happen? Who did it? Find out for me!"

She walked to the bed tremblingly, hit Cui Yuanqing hard on the back, and cried, "Is this what you said, that things will definitely turn around?"

Cui Yuanqing knelt at her feet with his head touching the ground, his straight back trembling constantly. Minister Cui, who had achieved fame at a young age, reached the highest position in the government at a young age, and was full of pride, was now prostrating himself and crying in suppressed tears.

Old Mrs. Yu sighed deeply and her body hunched over. Her most beloved granddaughter-in-law had lost her child and was injured, and her own grandson also had to endure the double pain of the death of his wife and children.

Cheng Songan turned her head away blankly, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably: "Grandma, you knew this too? You hid it from me too?"

Mrs. Yu felt a sharp pain in her heart and shed tears, "My dear, we were planning to tell you in the next two days."

Cheng Songan laughed foolishly: "Who else doesn't know? Ah? Am I the only one? This child is clearly mine, but I'm the only one who doesn't know about his existence! What do you think I am?"

"Hahahaha...this is ridiculous, my child, no one, no one is willing to tell me...hahahaha, this is too funny..."

“Yun Dai! Don’t scare grandma,” Old Lady Yu stepped forward and said with tears in her eyes, “I will definitely find out who hurt you!”

Haitang rushed over and knelt on the ground: "Old lady, the last thing the girl ate was the bowl of medicine from Cixiantang."

Cui Yuanqing and Old Madam Yu's expressions suddenly changed color. Zhang, who had rushed over, was already extremely worried because she heard that Cheng Song had miscarried. Upon hearing this, she fainted with a thud without having time to think about it.

The maid hurriedly helped her up and pinched her philtrum. After a long time, she slowly woke up and said in a faint voice: "I brewed medicine to stabilize the pregnancy. The prescription was specially written by Doctor Sun, and the medicine was also obtained at Huijitang."

Xiu He followed up, "Madam has spent half a month preparing the pregnancy-maintaining medicine for Young Madam. She has been longing for this grandson. How could she harm her?"

Old Madam Yu's face was grim. "Go get the medicine residue. And all the food from Yunxiang Pavilion today must be tested."