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

The emperor and the empress were not surprised to hear about Cheng Wanxin's marriage. After all, when Cheng Zhongwen chose a husband for his eldest daughter, Cui Yuanqing was only fourteen years old. No one could have predicted that he would be appointed as a third-rank minister in his early twenties. He also had his considerations for his second daughter's marriage.

The emperor smiled and said, "Mr. Cheng has always had a good eye."

When the queen heard him say this, she immediately took off a bracelet from her hand and said, "Mr. Cui's family has a double blessing today. I will bring some good luck to the second young lady."

The palace maid took the bracelet, carried it to Feng, and handed it to Cheng Wanxin to wear. Feng hurriedly thanked her.

Cheng Wanxin's pretty face was about to cry, but if she cried in front of so many people, it would be like slapping the queen in the face in public, so she held it back and pretended to be happy and knelt down to thank her, saying: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace."

Cheng Songan glanced at Cui Yuanqing from the side. His handsome face was gloomy and his eyes were cold. No one knew what he was thinking.

The feeling of breaking up a couple is really good, Cheng Songan smiled so hard that his eyebrows were curved.

At this time, Duan Zhuyu, who always had a good reputation in the palace, suddenly stood up and said, "Empress, you only rewarded the second sister of the Cheng family, which is a bit biased. You don't know that if it weren't for the eldest sister of the Cheng family who saved me, Yu'er would have been dragged by the horse and had her stomach ripped open today."

"Originally, I should ask my aunt and mother to thank her, but after all, I am not as noble as the ladies, so I dare to ask you to reward her as well. If I get anything good in the future, I will come to the palace to present it to you, but I am afraid that you will not like it."

The Queen pointed at the Princess of Xiang and said with a smile, "No wonder your mother asked me to find a marriage for Sister Yu. It turns out that she is too clever. She asked us, who have nothing to do with her, to pay off the favor she owed. She even asked you to agree to it, otherwise it would make us look stingy. Who would dare to marry this little ancestor?"

Everyone in the room started laughing, but Cheng Songan just said he didn't dare.

Concubine Liu pulled out a hairpin from her head, beckoned Duan Zhuyu over, and said angrily, "You have such a small reputation that you are only qualified to beg me. Come, go and put it on Miss Cheng yourself."

Duan Zhuyu walked over happily, took Cheng Songan and kowtowed to the three people sitting there, then took her hairpin and inserted it into her hair bun, then took her hand and sat down in her seat affectionately.

The Queen, Concubine Liu, and even the Emperor were all amused by her childish character.

Cheng Wanxin bit her lip as she watched this scene. The little bit of attention she had gained through her marriage was also taken away by Cheng Songan. The long nails on the palms of her hands were about to break.

After the jokes, the emperor ordered the banquet to begin. Princess Xiang led the servants to bring the banquet in a stream. For a while, everyone was toasting each other and having a great time.

Cheng Songan looked over and saw Cui Yuanqing and Lu Qingshan, one a scholar and one a warrior, wearing similar clothes, surrounded by a crowd. Both of them were in high spirits, with faint smiles on their faces, but both of them looked inexplicably lonely, as if their minds were distracted from the hustle and bustle.

It is unknown what Lu Qingshan is thinking, but Cui Yuanqing must be sad about Cheng Wanxin's marriage.

In her previous life, Cheng Wanxin didn't have to do anything to win the hearts of the two most outstanding men in the dynasty. How enviable she must have been.

Looking at herself, she had worked hard all her life, exhausted all her energy, and treated Cui Yuanqing with utmost tenderness, but what was the end of it? Cheng Songan felt depressed and drank a glass of wine.

Duan Zhuyu asked suspiciously, "Sister, Lord Cui is so lucky today, but you don't seem to be very proud."

Cheng Songan forced a smile and said, "Nothing, I just feel a little sad that we sisters used to live and eat together, but now we have to get married and live in different places."

Duan Zhuyu sighed for the first time: "Who said it wasn't true? My father and mother always asked my aunt to look out for my marriage, but I don't want to get married."

Cheng Songan blinked and smiled, "If there is someone you like, won't you marry her?"

Duan Zhuyu raised her head and snorted, "I don't think there's anyone in the whole capital that I like. If these stinky men could be half as caring as my sister, I would accept my fate. But they are all filthy and smelly."

Cheng Songan smiled quietly in her ear and said, "Why don't you come to Cui's house and keep me company?"

Duan Zhuyu said innocently, "Really? I would like to go, but unfortunately you are married and it is not convenient for me to go."

Cheng Songan said, "What's the difficulty? If you are willing, you can marry my Master Cui. We will be equals."

When Duan Zhuyu heard this, she realized what she meant. Her face immediately turned red and she said angrily, "Okay, okay, I treated you as my confidant, but you made fun of me. I will never talk to you again."

Seeing that she was really angry, Cheng Songan realized that she really didn't like Cui Yuanqing in this life, so he stopped plotting against her and said, "My dear sister, don't be angry. I just said something wrong. I want to apologize to you. Just tell me something and I'll do it for you. Can that be considered an apology?"

Duan Zhuyu could not resist her soft words. After all, she was just a child, so she softened her heart and said to her, "There is something wrong. You haven't heard about it yet. Zhao Lin's tongue was pierced. Otherwise, Lord Zhao would have to attend such a banquet today."

Cheng Songan was shocked. Zhao Lin was the youngest and most favored son of Lord Zhao. How could he have his tongue pierced?

Duan Zhuyu saw her reaction and knew that she was right. She continued, "It happened a few days ago. Zhao Lin hadn't been out for several days. He finally came out to listen to a play. He drank too much and left the servant to go to the bathroom. He was knocked unconscious and then pierced his tongue with a dagger. Half of the tip of his tongue was cut off. He woke up in pain and cried for help. In the end, no one saw who did it."

Cheng Songan asked in confusion, "Who did he offend? How dare he touch the son of Lord Zhao in the theater in the capital?"

Duan Zhuyu said: "I thought this man was a hero. Zhao Lin relied on his father being a minister to bully men and women in Beijing. It was a good thing for him to just cut off his tongue. Sister, you don't know..."

At this point, she leaned on Cheng Songan's shoulder and whispered, "That guy also said that day that Cui Yuanqing was very lucky to marry the eldest daughter of the Cheng family. He had seen that eldest daughter before. She was really beautiful. Sooner or later, he would have to taste her."

As a young lady, she really couldn't say some dirty words, so she could only say what she could. Even so, Cheng Songan's face changed color. This pervert actually had improper thoughts about her and used dirty words. He really deserved to die.

Her cheeks flushed with anger and she raised her head to drink another glass.

Duan Zhuyu comforted her while saying, "Sister, what I want you to do is to find out who this person is for me. If my father were to find out, he would definitely put him in jail and do a favor for Lord Zhao."

Cheng Songan nodded.

The wine was flowing and the banquet was halfway through. Prince Xiang and his wife ordered people to serve the fruits and vegetables they grew themselves. The first to come was Prince Ning Zhao.

The emperor was surprised to see such a small child, acting like a little adult, personally presenting something to the emperor. He couldn't help but ask, "But Zhao'er? Why did I ask you to deliver the gift?"