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

Xuanwu walked out of the big tent and came to Cui Yuanqing's side. He stretched out his hand and said, "Thank you for taking care of my daughter, Master Cui. Let me do it."

Cui Yuanqing wrapped the little kite tighter with his cloak and said coldly, "Her mother and I are still married. Her nominal father is me."

Xuanwu turned around and raised his eyebrows at Cheng Songan, and a rare expression of being speechless appeared on his indifferent face: See, I told you I can't act.

Cheng Songan: …

Little Feng Zheng was awakened by their conversation. He dimly saw Xuan Wu in front of him and smiled: "Master..."

"Dad and Mom are back," Cheng Songan walked over before she could say the word "Uncle Master," "Does Xiao Fengzheng miss Mom?"

Little Feng Zheng was half asleep and half awake. He smiled at his mother and wanted to reach out his hand for a hug. But he was too sleepy and did not reach out his hand. Instead, his hand drooped softly and he curled up in Cui Yuanqing's arms and fell asleep again.

Cheng Songan stretched out his hand to take his daughter, but it was still in mid-air, just touching Cui Yuanqing's sleeve, and then he put it down again, and then stretched out his hand again and said, "Master Cui, please give my daughter back to me."

Cui Yuanqing lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes covering his emotions. He did not look at Cheng Songan. He held the child in his arms tightly and steadily, but he stood there childishly and stubbornly, not moving a muscle.

Lu Qingshan smiled strangely, waved at Cheng Songan, and disappeared into the night with his sword in hand.

Ming Zhan coughed lightly and said, "It's getting late. I will send someone to take you back to the government office. Go to bed as soon as possible. We will discuss military affairs tomorrow. I have something else to do, so I'm sorry I can't take you far away."

After saying that, he turned around and went back to the big tent.

Wang Shumian had been forced by Cui Yuanqing to travel at a fast pace these days and was already exhausted. He responded immediately and got on the carriage first.

Cui Yuanqing turned around without saying a word, holding the little kite, and his eyes fell on the silent person behind him.

Cheng Songan felt his gaze, but just stood there without moving.

Wang Lujun happily came over to pull her: "Sister Cheng, we haven't seen each other for many years, do you still remember me?"

Of course Cheng Songan remembered it, but she didn't expect that after so many years, she actually came to the Northwest.

"Sister Cheng, we are going to sleep in the same room tonight. You must tell me about your experiences over the years," Wang Lujun was so excited that she didn't realize that her back was almost pierced by someone's gaze.

Xuanwu's expressionless face suddenly showed a mischievous smile: "My lady, my wife and I are inseparable, and I'm afraid she can't sleep with you."

Wang Lujun: ...

Cheng Songan: …

His knife-like gaze turned towards Xuanwu.

Although the government office was simple, it was spacious. Wang Shumian lived in the main courtyard near the second gate, which was convenient for the officials to come and see him. The others were led to the inner house. Wang Lujun was an unmarried woman. She lived alone in the middle of a row of rooms on the east side. Cheng Songan, Xuanwu and Cui Yuanqing lived at the two ends of the rooms on the west side.

After the rooms were divided, Cui Yuanqing went straight into the house holding the little kite, without any intention of returning it.

She was only four or five years old, an age that even dogs disliked. Cheng Song was happy to let Xiao Fengzheng tease him for a few days. They would be staying here together for a while anyway, so he just let her do what she wanted. Xiao Fengzheng was so dependent on him, which showed that he had taken good care of her these days.

Thinking of this, he pulled Xuanwu into the room.

Xuanwu: "Miss, this is not included in my mission."

Cheng Songan: "After a while, when they are all asleep, go to the third room quietly."

Xuanwu was about to protest when the door was pushed open without warning.

Cui Yuanqing said word by word: "You have no identity, get out."

Xuanwu was as if pardoned: "Miss, Lord Cui is your legitimate husband. I have no title and no status. I will withdraw now."

Cheng Songan: …

But he was no match for Xuanwu, who ran faster than a rabbit and even closed the door.

Cheng Songan just felt that Cui Yuanqing was very abnormal. If it were five years ago, he would have gone crazy long ago, but now he was always silent. He didn't say anything and she didn't know what to say. For a moment, the only sound left was the strong beating of two hearts.

Finally, Cheng Songan lost her temper. Little Fengzheng couldn't sleep well without anyone by her side. She stood up and said, "You like this room. I'll give it to you. I'll go..."

Before she reached the door, her wrist was grabbed tightly, but Cui Yuanqing still refused to look her in the eye.

Cheng Songan didn't want to disturb Wang Lujun, so he said softly, "Let go."

Her response was still silence.

Cheng Songan frowned: "Cui Yuanqing, I am no longer the delicate woman who couldn't even hold a sword. If you don't let go, I..."

"Does it hurt?" Cui Yuanqing lowered his head and asked suddenly, "It must be painful when giving birth, right?"

Cheng Songan's clenched fists slowly loosened, and her heart felt like it was pricked by a needle for no reason, making her feel wronged and bitter. She suppressed this unreasonable emotion and said lightly: "Giving birth is painful."

Cui Yuanqing's hand holding her wrist was trembling a little: "Taxue said that you had a difficult labor when you gave birth to Xiao Fengzheng. You were in pain for two days and two nights. It was very painful, right?"

Cheng Songan bit her lip and said nothing, but she felt more and more that there was something wrong with the man in front of her. His shoulders were shaking violently.

She stood on tiptoe, turned Cui Yuanqing's head, and couldn't hide her surprise: "You, why are you crying?"

Cui Yuanqing bent down and buried his head on Cheng Songan's shoulder. He put his hands around his waist and tightened them, saying over and over again: "It hurts, right? Cheng Yundai, it hurts, right?"

Cheng Songan prepared countless words to fight against his madness, but it was all useless. She slowly put her stiff hands on his back, patted him gently, and whispered, "It's been a long time, I can't remember how much it hurts."

The half-burned candle flickered, casting the shadows of two people on the wall, swaying continuously.

After a long time, Cui Yuanqing finally looked Cheng Songan in the eye. With tears in the corners of his eyes, he said to her, "Cheng Songan, I can't hate you. Don't leave. I won't let you feel pain anymore. I will treat Xiao Fengzheng as my own daughter. She said that she likes me to be her father. If you don't believe me, come with me and ask..."

Perhaps because Cheng Songan had not responded, he was somewhat anxious to pull her over to prove it.

Suddenly, there was a crisp "bang" sound outside the door. The two of them looked startled, opened the door and walked out. The yard was quiet and there was no sign that anyone had been there. A letter was nailed to the door frame with a dagger.

The door of the middle room was wide open, and Xuanwu had already chased out of the wall.

Wang Lujun obviously heard the noise as well and ran over with her clothes on.

Cui Yuanqing stood in front of Cheng Songan, took out the letter from under the dagger, and made sure it was not poisonous before unfolding it and reading it together.

There were just a few simple words written on the letter: The Rouran are the bait, and the Rongdi are behind. They are trying to set an ambush, so be careful.

Someone is reminding them, who is it?

Cheng Songan's face was solemn. In her previous life, Rongdi set an ambush in the Black Water River around this time, but in this life, there was an additional Rouran as bait. She came here this time to ensure Ming Zhan's safety, but she didn't expect that someone would know Rongdi's plan.

Wang Lujun was a little nervous: "Should I tell Ming Zhan immediately?"

Cheng Songan shook his head: "It's too late. We have to go to the camp tomorrow. It won't be too late to talk about it then."

Wang Lujun pursed her lips and said nothing.

A bright light flashed across the sky. It was the cloud-piercing arrow that Cheng Songan gave to Lu Qingshan. Lu Qingshan had found Duan Zhuyu!

Cheng Songan just showed a hint of joy when his heart suddenly shook. He looked at Cui Yuanqing, who had the same expression - this was the bait.

"I'm going to find Ming Zhan!" Cheng Songan turned around, went into the house, took the sword and was about to leave, and Cui Yuanqing followed closely behind him.

At this moment, the awakened little kite ran out of the room crying, shouting: "Daddy, Daddy..."

Although she has been free and lawless these years, the people she has been with, such as Xuanwu and Zhuque, are all warriors and rarely smile when teaching martial arts. Although Taxue takes care of her, she is ultimately a hot-tempered person and is restricted by her mother, so she is also very strict with her.

Now that Cui Yuanqing has taken care of her gently and patiently, Xiao Fengzheng has long regarded him as her real father and has become deeply dependent on him.

Cui Yuanqing's heart softened, and he ran over to hug her and comfort her: "Don't be afraid, little Feng Zheng, Daddy is here."

Seeing this, Cheng Songan felt a pain in her heart. She let her daughter call him dad for a few more days. She walked down the stairs quickly and said, "Please take care of Xiao Fengzheng. I'll be back soon."

Cui Yuanqing actually regretted sending Taxue and Zhuque back to the capital. He hardened his heart and said, "Daddy and Mommy have to go do something important. You wait patiently. Daddy will come back and buy you a candy man."

Wang Lujun took it from his arms and said to them, "Go quickly, I will take care of her."

Cui Yuanqing nodded and strode after him. When the two arrived at the camp, Ming Zhan had already counted the soldiers. He himself was also in military uniform and was about to mount his horse.