My beloved wife is reborn, let's get divorced, Mr. Prime Minister

He was almost lying down beside Pei Huaizhi's bed.

"Master, Master, you scared me to death. I thought you died young."

Shuqi wiped away tears as he spoke.

It really is sincere and heartfelt.

Pei Huaizhi was not surprised and did not care about it. He often talked nonsense about young people dying.

However, he still ignored his own attendant.

Pei Huaizhi vented his anger for a while, but there was still no sign of stopping.

"Okay, stop howling!"

Finally, Pei Huaizhi had no choice but to say in a deep voice, "That's enough. I'm not dead yet!"

"Oh!"

Shuqi wiped his tears with his sleeve and looked up at his master. Although he was still a little pale, at least he didn't look dead anymore.

"master!"

"Tell me everything that happened during the days I was unconscious!"

"Yes!"

Shuqi recounted everything that had happened in the past few days in great detail.

But only he knew that.

"Well! Have someone find the correspondence between King Yi and the governor of Jiangnan as soon as possible, indicating treason and collusion with the enemy!"

"yes !"

"Go down!"

"Yes!"

Shuqi took the order and was about to climb out the window.

"Go through the main entrance!!"

Pei Huaizhi didn't know how Shuqi had to go through the process in front of him.

"oh oh!"

Shuqi jumped up, but he didn't have time to stop, so he staggered a few steps before he steady himself and walked out through the main door.

Shuqi came out from the inner room and scared the maids guarding outside.

"Master Shuqi, why...why did you come out of the inner room?"

She had clearly been guarding the door since the lady came out.

“Hehe…you are dazzled.”

After saying this, he strode out of Chunhe Hall.

The maid rubbed her eyes and asked, "Are you dizzy?"

*****

Song Qingcheng, after going out, did not return to the mansion until the hour of Xu.

Everything is ready.

Returned to Chunhetang.

The maids took off Song Qingcheng's cloak and helped her change into clean clothes.

"Are you okay, sir?"

Song Qingcheng asked as she walked towards the inner room.

Originally, she thought she would just go out to give a few instructions and would be back soon, but who knew something went wrong and she was so busy that it was already this late.

"Master, it's alright, I just want to ask why you haven't come back yet, Madam!"

The maid said beside her.

"'Okay, I see. Go and ask them to prepare dinner!'"

The maidservant responded and left, leaving Song Qingcheng alone in the inner room.

When I entered the inner room, I was shocked by the scene in front of me.

I don't know when, Pei Huaizhi had stood up and was half leaning on the bed, with a half-high document beside him.

Pei Huaizhi was buried in that pile of official documents.

Pei Huaizhi didn't even hear Song Qingcheng coming in.

Song Qingcheng, ",,,,"

She didn't know what to say. Pei Huaizhi really didn't take his own life seriously.

"Why! "

She sighed.

"Do you need to deal with so many documents? Or are you, Pei Huaizhi, the only one left in the court of Wei?"

Song Qingcheng stood not far away, looking at Pei Huaizhi.

Her tone was very normal and she didn't sound angry. She was simply asking the questions that had been in her mind from her past life to this life.

Pei Huaizhi raised his head only after hearing Song Qingcheng's voice. As expected, he had recovered. He didn't even hear Song Qingcheng come in.

Pei Huaizhi put the document in his hand aside and waved at Song Qingcheng.

"come over!"

Song Qingcheng, "What?" She didn't move.

"Come here, come here and I'll talk to you!"

Song Qingcheng felt strange because she was not far away from Pei Huaizhi.

She took a few steps closer.

"what happened?"

Pei Huaizhi took her hand and asked her to sit aside, "You can let the master show it to you."

Song Qingcheng immediately understood what Pei Huaizhi meant.

But what should I say now?

Song Qingcheng couldn't think it through for a moment.

"Well, I've seen it, but I don't understand why you're still waiting for the old man to come back?"

Pei Huaizhi frowned slightly.

Song Qingcheng didn't want to continue this topic, so she changed the subject, "I haven't congratulated Lord Pei yet, you've been promoted, and now you're the Minister of Revenue, and probably thanks to Minister Pei, I was also granted an imperial title."

In the hundred years since the founding of the Wei Dynasty, there are only two people like you who are as young as the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, and as young as me who are the Imperial Edict holders.

Ha ha!

Song Qingcheng finally gave two dry laughs.

Pei Huaizhi looked at the documents in front of him and said, "I know. After all, so many official documents that need to be handled are handed over to my desk."

"However, fortunately, the Emperor of Wei is no longer suspicious of me, so some things will be easier to handle!"

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Pei Huaizhi's eyes.

Song Qingcheng's pretty face was startled, "You already knew it."

Pei Huaizhi did not comment.

Song Qingcheng also thought that Pei Huaizhi was the best at grasping the overall situation. If Pei Huaizhi waited for her to tell him now, he would not be Pei Huaizhi.

"Then the person you support is King Yan?"

Song Qingcheng said firmly.

In the eyes of outsiders, Pei Huaizhi had no connection with Wei Shao, the Prince of Yan, and in the court, Pei Huaizhi was misunderstood by many as a jester who stirred up trouble and played power games.

But Song Qingcheng knew that Pei Huaizhi cared about the people and was a good official who loved his people like his own children.

Thinking of this, she felt a little sorry for Pei Huaizhi.

Among the princes in the court today, Prince Yi is the most powerful, and everyone believes that Prince Yi will ascend the throne in the future.

"King Yan, you have a broad mind!"

Pei Huaizhi didn't say it explicitly, but Song Qingcheng already understood.

Prince of Yan Wei Shao had excellent character and talents, but his background had always been criticized, and the Emperor of Wei had never liked this son.

Now that there was no one in the court to check and balance Prince Yi, the Emperor of Wei pulled this unpopular prince out to consolidate his throne.

But what the Emperor of Wei was unwilling to believe was that he was already old, in poor health, and now even more incompetent and corrupt.

The young tiger, King Yi, has already become the king of the forest. It is simply a pipe dream for the Emperor of Wei to want a prince who seemingly has no real power to check and balance a prince who has already grown strong in the court.

After deposing the crown prince, the Emperor of Wei was reluctant to appoint a new heir.

The Emperor of Wei did not believe his own son, but because of the identity of his other biological son, he had to believe his own son.

Song Qingcheng just felt it was extremely chaotic.

"Your Majesty will not make Wei Shao, the Prince of Yan, the crown prince!"

Song Qingcheng expressed her concerns.

"If the King of Yan really wants to be the King of Wei, then he has no choice but to rebel. Then you and the King of Yan will be called traitors by others."

"To inherit the throne, I think it is important to have a legitimate reason. Even if you and the King of Yan win, it may not be recognized by the aristocratic families."

The problem that Song Qingcheng is most worried about is that once she embarks on this path, there will be no turning back.

Pei Huaizhi and King Yan have no military power. In Song Qingcheng's eyes, this path is a dead end!