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

Cui Yuanqing was not angry when he heard this. Luo Luonu came in from outside, grabbed his robe, and wanted to get close to him. He bent down and held it in his arms, gently holding its head, and said, "You are sick, and you may not know what you are saying."

Cheng Songan retorted: "My mind is clear now."

Cui Yuanqing didn't say anything, but just turned his back, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.

"Where is Miss Yu?" Cheng Songan remembered that before she fell into a coma, it was Duan Zhuyu who took her back to Yuqiao Villa. How come she was nowhere to be seen after she woke up?

Cui Yuanqing said calmly: "Let's go back."

Hearing his tone, Cheng Songan knew that Duan Zhuyu’s departure had something to do with him.

Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered the matter between Duan Zhuyu and Situi, so he asked, "What happened between Situi and Miss Yu? Last time..."

"They have nothing." Cui Yuanqing seemed unwilling to talk about this matter and just mentioned it in one sentence.

He didn't want to talk about them, so Cheng Songan asked about the assassin: "Where did you take that man?"

It was obvious that the yellow-faced man was Cui Yuanqing in disguise, and he took the assassin away.

He did not deny it, but stared into her eyes and asked: "You saw that I could do a lot of things without revealing my identity. Why didn't you tell me? Why didn't you look for me?"

"That's not necessary." Cheng Songan endured the pain in his throat and said, "Let me ask you, where did you take that person? Send him to me."

Cui Yuanqing paused while stroking Luo Luonu, then frowned: "We didn't find out anything from the interrogation, let's wait for a while."

Cheng Songan snorted coldly: "Do we still need to interrogate him? Can't you see who did it? Don't you know who wants me dead?"

Cui Yuanqing was silent again.

Cheng Songan had become accustomed to his silent indulgence and only found it somewhat ironic. How could he pester her while defending the person who wanted to kill her?

For a moment, the room became quiet again.

Luo Luonu had fallen asleep in his arms, but Cui Yuanqing showed no intention of leaving.

Cheng Songan couldn't help but order him to leave: "Cui Yuanqing, please leave. I don't want to see you again, and I don't need you to take care of my business."

"Will you fall in love with Ming Zhan in the future?"

Cui Yuanqing asked the question abruptly, but it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or sad.

Cheng Songan laughed at himself: "For a divorced person, whether I like him or not doesn't matter. Needless to say, Xiurong is young and promising, free and easy, and has a chivalrous heart. Naturally, I like him now."

"You know what I mean, Cheng Songan." Cui Yuanqing was a little too serious today, "Is this the same kind of love you had for me before?"

Cheng Songan's heart started beating wildly and she wanted to refute him harshly, but she couldn't say it out loud. She had liked him before, but her love for him was different from her love for Ming Zhan.

"What's the difference?" Cheng Songan sneered, "I can't say against my will that I've never liked you, but when I liked you, how did you treat me? I don't want to look back. To be honest, when you told me that you loved me, I was very happy because I felt that you finally got your retribution."

"But now, I don't think so. I want you to stay away from me, and Cheng Wanxin to stay away from me. Ming Zhan can give me the life I want. Just now, I did seriously consider going to the northwest with him."

Cui Yuanqing was not as angry and unwilling as imagined. He calmly touched Luo Luonu's head and asked solemnly again: "Then you don't have me in your heart at all?"

"Cui Yuanqing, how many times do you want me to tell you? I let you go a long time ago. Please look forward." Cheng Song'an's chest heaved and he coughed violently.

Cui Yuanqing lowered his head, his long eyelashes covering his eyes. He opened his mouth, just as calmly as before: "Even if I marry the daughter of Prince Shou?"

Cheng Songan nodded silently.

Cui Yuanqing raised his head and looked into her eyes, his throat moved, and then he said, "What if Cheng Wanxin and I really become husband and wife?"

Cheng Songan closed her eyes. It was impossible to say that there was no fluctuation at all, but she felt it was ridiculous. She did not open her eyes and replied: "You'd better tell the truth."

"If you don't hand that person over to me, I will not let go of Cheng Wanxin. She is such a ruthless person who doesn't even care about my father's life. I will never be soft-hearted again."

Cui Yuanqing wanted to say something, but before he could utter a word, he changed it into: "On the Shangsi Festival, whether you go or not, I will wait for you at the Qinfang Pavilion on the Xicheng River."

Cheng Songan turned over, facing the inside of the bed, and said with a smile: "What are you waiting for me to do? I will be with Xiu Rong."

Cui Yuanqing snorted, then put Luo Luonu on the bed, walked to her desk, looked at it quietly for a while, then folded the top few sheets and put them into her sleeves.

When Cheng Songan heard the rustling sound, he felt uneasy and quickly stood up, but Cui Yuanqing had already left.

She got out of bed and stumbled to the table. As expected, the top few sheets of paper on which she had been writing recently were taken away by him, leaving only a few fragments on the table.

"If we don't meet in this life, we will be as far apart as the sun and the moon. What other night is this? Let us share this candlelight together."

"Even after ten cups of wine, I am not drunk. I am grateful to you for making me drink longer. Tomorrow, we will be separated by mountains and the world will be in vain."

That was the poem he had torn up that she had secretly hidden away.

On many sleepless nights, she didn't know why, but she couldn't help but write it over and over again, and then burn it the next day.

This time she caught a cold and was in a hurry to go to the palace, so she forgot to take it in. She didn't expect that Cui Yuanqing would come again after she drove him away.

The conversation between them just now seemed a little weak in the face of these fragments.

Cheng Songan sat at the table, silently collected the fragments and pressed them at the bottom of a stack of rice paper.

"Girl, General Ming is here." Haitang called softly.

Cheng Songan quickly put on her clothes and left the inner room. Seeing Ming Zhan standing in the main hall with a concerned look on his face, she forced a smile and said, "Why are you here again now? Miss Yu has already sent me back. You don't have to bother coming here again."

Ming Zhan was stunned: "Yu'er has been here too?"

His puzzled expression was exactly the same as the one Duan Zhuyu had when she heard Cheng Songan ask her if Ming Zhan asked her to come.

"Didn't you ask Miss Yu to pick me up after you returned to the city?" Cheng Songan was also a little confused. "Didn't Miss Yu ask you to come here now?"

Ming Zhan shook his head.

That's strange.

However, Ming Zhan smiled calmly and said, "I am worried, so I think it's better for me to come and see it in person."

After a pause, he continued, "I've actually been here for a while, but Master Cui was still here, so he didn't let the girls in to answer the question."

Cheng Songan nodded somewhat unnaturally.

Ming Zhan's eyes were burning: "I heard it."