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

Cui Yuanqing's eyes flashed with a cold light, and his face was gloomy. After a long time, he squeezed out three words from between his teeth: "Move out."

Cheng Wanxin's tears rolled down her cheeks. Her pretty face was filled with grievance and she looked extremely pitiful. She said sadly, "I'll move right away."

As he said this, he walked into the room and went straight to a painting unfolded on the table.

It was the painting of the beautiful Xue Tingyun playing the piano while sitting among the blooming mountain flowers. Cheng Wanxin looked more and more like her over the years, except that Xue Tingyun was gentle but firm, while Cheng Wanxin was a little more pitiful than her.

"When I was tidying up the house just now, I found this painting that the sister asked me to pass on to you many years ago. I was so moved that I couldn't help but look at it for a while and forgot to keep it." Cheng Wanxin said as she slowly rolled up the scroll.

Cui Yuanqing's eyes fell on the painting, his brows furrowed even tighter, he waved his hand and said slowly: "Don't take it, get out."

Cheng Wanxin bit her lip, held her waist, and walked out slowly.

After she left, Cui Yuanqing stared at the scroll for a while and slowly put it away.

Cheng Songan sneered. The painting appeared at such a coincidence that it could be seen as soon as one entered the room. It must be reminding him of something. He couldn't help but sigh that Cheng Wanxin was really smart. Cui Yuanqing had just told her to move out, but when she saw the painting, she fell silent.

A tall servant brought Doctor Sun in. Doctor Sun put the medicine box on the table and greeted Cheng Songan first: "Madam..."

"Madam?" Cheng Songan sneered, "Who is your madam? The one outside is the one. It doesn't matter if you admit your mistake today. I'm leaving. If you admit your mistake again, you'll have a lot of slaps in the face."

Doctor Sun had heard about their divorce, but he knew that Cui Yuanqing valued Cheng Songan like the apple of his eye. He was used to calling her Madam, so he had to change his words at this time: "Then I will feel the pulse of the young lady first."

As he said this, he took out the pulse pillow and placed it on the table, ready to take her pulse.

Cheng Songan snorted, "Didn't the person who asked you to come tell you clearly that my arm is dislocated, and you only fix my bones. Why did you take my pulse? Besides, you are an expert in gynecology, so why would you take care of broken arms and legs?"

Doctor Sun looked at Cui Yuanqing in embarrassment.

Cui Yuanqing gently pulled Cheng Songan's arm, pressed it on the pulse pillow, and nodded to signal Doctor Sun to continue the examination.

Cheng Songan suddenly understood, and put his wrist on her out of anger, saying angrily: "Go ahead, if you can tell that she's pregnant, don't forget to prescribe me an abortion pill!"

Cui Yuanqing's face darkened. She was going to piss him off to death.

Doctor Sun didn't want to suffer this unexpected disaster, so he wrapped his hand with his sleeve and lifted her arm to check the situation. After finding that there was nothing serious, he took a few plasters and put them on the table. After giving a few instructions, he quickly left.

The servant who brought him in only sent him to the door and then stood silently in the corridor.

Cheng Songan patted his sleeves, glared at Cui Yuanqing and said, "Send me back. I'll come to see my grandmother another day."

Cui Yuanqing pushed her back to sit on the chaise longue and asked calmly, "Why are you angry? Didn't we get divorced? Who will live in this yard? Why do you care so much?"

Why was she angry? Because this was where she had lived for ten years in her previous life. It was the place where she had experienced half of her life’s joys, sorrows, anger, and happiness. No, it should be said that it was half of her life’s sorrow. She had been neglected and suffered from illness here for nearly ten years.

Later, he brought Cheng Wanxin to his house, and she also lay here, listening to the heart-wrenching words Cheng Wanxin said, which made her die in this room without any regrets.

Such suffering made her feel scared if she lived it again, and she was so afraid of the dark that she had to light a lamp in her room at night.

Finally, she is no longer suffering, and has spent some comfortable days here without worrying about worldly affairs. She has redecorated the house to her own taste. But as soon as she left, Cheng Wanxin moved in again and pulled out her grapes, which reminded her of the sufferings of her previous life.

As for Cui Yuanqing, he thought she was jealous and asked her why she minded! Cheng Songan slowly loosened her hand. She didn't want to be angry anymore. Being angry would make him think that she had not given up on him and still had feelings for him.

"I'm sorry, I lost my composure," she said with a very light smile, "You're right, we're divorced, you can let whoever you want live with you."

"So you asked me to come here today just to see these, right? Well, I have seen them. I wish Lord Cui and Second Miss Cheng a long and happy life together, and I wish you will have a baby in this room soon!" After saying that, he walked out without looking back.

Cui Yuanqing's face changed drastically. He took a step forward to stop her, but she pushed him away: "Get lost. I don't need you to send me off. I can walk on my own!"

The servant standing in the corridor subconsciously wanted to come over to stop her, but he pulled his hand back in time before it touched her clothes.

Cheng Wanxin was sitting on a recliner in the yard. When she saw her come out, a flash of pride appeared on her face. But when she saw Cui Yuanqing follow her out, she immediately changed into her pitiful look again.

She walked over quickly and grabbed Cheng Songan's arm: "Sister, I'm moving out now, don't be angry."

Cheng Songan just felt disgusted and brushed her hand away, and she immediately fell backwards.

"Be careful." The person behind her took three or two steps over and supported her, preventing Cheng Wanxin from falling to the ground.

"She is pregnant, you shouldn't push her." Cui Yuanqing frowned and looked at Cheng Wanxin's belly.

Cheng Songan just thought it was ridiculous: "Why are you so nervous? Is it your child? When you lost your own child, why didn't you think of telling me that I was pregnant?"

The lost child was Cui Yuanqing's taboo. He clenched his hands suddenly and tried his best to control his emotions.

Cheng Wanxin suddenly knelt down, grabbed his hand and said, "Yuanqing, it's all my fault. I let my sister see my belly and reminded her of her child. You should let me return to the mountain courtyard. I don't want to annoy my sister."

Then he knelt down and walked a few steps, and said to Cheng Songan: "Sister, don't quarrel with Yuan Qing because of me. If you are angry, hit me a few times like before."

As he said this, he pulled her hand and fanned himself in the face.

Good one, her belly reminds her of her child! Good one, hit her a few times like before!

Cheng Songan pulled his hand out, raised his arm, and slapped her hard on the face: "Okay, let me hit you, I'll do it, but you have to remember, this is because you pulled my grapes, who cares about the mess between the three of you!"

As she spoke, her eyes looked at Cheng Wanxin, Cui Yuanqing, and then at the disguised servant. It was obvious who he was.

Si Tui lowered his head and helped Cheng Wanxin sit aside.

Cheng Songan stopped looking at them and walked towards the corner. The shed that Taxue had built for her was half torn down. The grape seedlings had grown quite a bit, but two or three of them had been pulled out and were obviously dead.

She squatted down and dug in the ground with her bare hands. She wanted to take the remaining ones back. It was okay, Taxue would help her replant them.

"Cheng Songan!" Cui Yuanqing squatted down and grabbed her bleeding hand.