After rebirth, she became the favorite of the powerful minister.

Yuan Ge didn't go to the toilet.

She walked slowly along the corridor on the second floor, her eyes confused and her steps unsteady. As she staggered, she suddenly bumped into a half-open door. The singing and dancing in the house stopped abruptly, and several pairs of eyes looked at her. The man who was enjoying the beauty feeding him grapes in his arms shouted unhappily, "Who are you?"

The girl, with her shoulders half exposed, exclaimed in surprise, "Ah! It's the poor scholar's male lover! Maybe he got drunk and went to the wrong place..."

The girl on the other side giggled, covering her mouth with her hands. "After all, he is just a poor scholar. I heard that he relied on Young Master Song to come here to take a look. It's normal for him to be dazzled for a while... I don't know which sister was serving him. Poor guy, I'm afraid he won't even get the reward today..."

The poor scholar's male lover? It was such a long sentence, but the other party only received these six words. He was thinking that the poor scholar nowadays didn't look that poor, but he actually had money to keep a male lover? It is said that things are valuable because they are rare, and this is also true for people. It costs much more to keep a man than a woman, such as his father who has become more and more absurd in recent years... As soon as this thought came up, he was interrupted by the grapes handed to him by the girl next to him. The girl's fingertips, like green onions, were painted with bright red nail polish, and the peeled grapes became more and more crystal clear.

"Get lost!" The man only had time to roar at the door before he took the grape and his fingertips into his mouth...

Tsk.

Yuan Ge pulled the corner of his mouth. He was unlucky in this year. He met an acquaintance - Tong Shenzhi, the "best friend" mentioned by the fat man, at the stairs. But it was obvious that Master Tong did not regard him as a close friend. This person had been driven out of Zuihuanlou, but Master Tong had not noticed it yet and was still twisting with the girls... indecent, really indecent.

After confirming that there was no smell of love wine in the house, Yuan Ge left quietly, and considerately closed the door for them.

Just now Song Ziyao introduced that the second floor is mostly for dancing, listening to music, drinking and tasting tea, and when they are in the mood, they can chat about poetry, songs and life ideals. That's why she dared to pretend to be drunk and break into these rooms to test the waters. Who knew that the first one would ruin Tong Shenzhi's good thing... It's true that enemies will always meet.

She stumbled into several half-open doors, received several inarticulate insults, and bumped into several good things that were about to happen at the corner. She also flirted with several girls. Miss Yuan, who still got nothing from the love wine, was about to go downstairs to take a walk in the backyard, when she suddenly saw a girl with a veil passing by. The girl was wearing a light purple dress, and she lowered her head and walked hurriedly. Her black hair was slightly lifted, revealing a slender white neck, and there seemed to be a flash of red mark under her ear.

Yuan Ge was suddenly stunned on the spot, as if struck by lightning. All the noise had faded away, and in the entire lobby that was almost magnificent, there was only the light purple figure hurrying down the stairs... Yuan Ge ran after it almost instantly.

But the girl was so fast that she left Zui Huan Lou in a flash and disappeared after turning a corner. Yuan Ge searched along the nearby alleys twice. The streets were bustling and lively. How could a petite girl blending into the crowd be so easy to find? Yuan Ge stood there, watching the endless stream of people coming and going, and suddenly... it felt a little unreal.

It's not that this world is unreal, but that she is unreal.

The moon was bright, the stars were sparse, and the lights were just coming on. This was the busiest time of the day on this street, but she was standing here, as if independent of the bustle... She was already dead, living unclearly in this body. She didn't even know who she was at the moment. She had been deliberately ignoring this question, as well as the loneliness that she had deliberately suppressed.

The feeling of being abandoned by the whole world.

However, emotions that have been suppressed for too long are like strings that have been stretched for too long. They will eventually break at some point when they can no longer bear the weight, and the rebounding force will be enough to become the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

The masked woman had a crescent-shaped red birthmark under her right ear...an identical birthmark to Jinsu's.

The more intense her heartbeat was at that moment, the more desperate she felt now. It was as if she was watching the only person of her kind slip away from her in the vast universe - she once again became a lonely person. She stood at the door of Zuihuan Building, drunken and looking like a bereaved mother. Occasionally, one or two curious people would pass by, shaking their heads, but most of them would pretend not to see her.

As prosperous as this city is, it is also as cold and indifferent. Every day there are people who become rich overnight, and naturally there are also people who lose everything overnight. Everyone has long been accustomed to it and is no longer surprised.

"Didn't you tell me to wait for you? Why are you standing here alone?" The man's voice as gentle as water rang in her ears, and the noise around her gradually recovered, as if an invisible barrier was broken, and she stood in the crowd again.

Yuan Ge turned her almost stiff neck and looked back at him, muttering for a while, "Song Wenyuan..." She looked like she was about to cry.

"What's wrong?" Song Wenyuan frowned slightly. The little girl was fine just now, and even had a lot of fun. How come she became like this after just leaving for a while? "She was bullied?"

"Brother, brother...ah, little brother!" The word "sister-in-law" was about to come to his lips, but he turned it back abruptly. Song Ziyao patted his chest and supported him, "I can't guarantee other places, but in Zuihuan Tower, I still have some say. If anyone dares to bully you, little brother, tell me, and I will help you get back at you!"

He still didn't like Song Wenyuan, but he really liked the kick Wen Qian made on the stairs just now. This temper suited his taste. Song Ziyao felt that he had a clear distinction between love and hate. Not liking Song Wenyuan didn't prevent him from suddenly appreciating Wen Qian... This woman was quite interesting!

More interesting than my wife.

Yuan Ge smiled and said nothing for a while. He lowered his head and looked at his toes. His voice was very low and he said, "I... just now, I seemed to see an old friend. But when I hurriedly chased her out, I found that she was gone."

Another old friend? This girl is not very old and has rarely been out of the city. How can she have so many old friends? Although thinking this, Song Wenyuan still led her out and said in a gentle voice, "If you don't mind, tell me what kind of old friend it is, and I will help you find it."

What kind of old friend?

Yuan Ge paused slightly and looked at the candy figurine stall next to her. The stall owner thought she liked it, and greeted her with a smile, "Young master, would you like one?" As he said that, he was about to greet the "brother" of the young master next to him, but suddenly he lowered his eyes and saw the two people holding hands. His expression froze for a moment, and he was speechless for a moment, with a wonderful expression.