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

It was late at night, past three o'clock in the morning, and the moon was like a crescent.

"Bang!" A very slight sound, close to my ear, seemed like something fell in the yard.

Yuan Ge, who was meditating on the bed, slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear and he was not sleepy at all. Luofengxuan was located in the northwest corner of the entire Earl of Kejing's mansion. There was a small bamboo forest to the west and a corner gate to the east. It was usually closed and no one was guarding it. However, anyone with some skills or crafts could come in without any effort.

The defense of the Kejing Marquis's Mansion is really disappointing.

She put on a light shirt, stood up and went out, standing at the door and listening attentively. There were only one or two frog croaks, monotonous and boring, and other than that, there was no other sound in the yard. She stood there for a while before going back to sleep... Now her body is not as good as before. Even if she picks up martial arts again, it is just to strengthen her body, but it is worse than nothing, and it can also give her a little more self-protection in critical moments.

Yuan Ge didn't notice that after she entered the house, Song Wenyuan walked out from the shadows, covering his shoulder, his face pale and expressionless as he looked towards the door.

Song Wenyuan only remembered that someone lived here when he landed. Just as he was feeling lucky that he made little noise when he landed, he heard the door open. He turned around and disappeared into the shadows, and saw the person coming out. The playful smile on her face had gone. She stood in the wind, her shadow stretched out in front of her, quiet, lonely, and isolated from the world.

It was past midnight, but she hadn't slept yet? Was she worried that she wouldn't be able to cope with the situation when she returned home alone?

……

It was still early, and Yuan Ge was urged by Shi Yin to get up and wash up. She yawned repeatedly and obviously did not sleep well. Looking at Shi Yin, she also had two huge dark circles under her eyes. She shook her head helplessly, "You are going back so early, are you going to have breakfast at the Wen family?"

"There is a set time for returning home." Shiyin helped Yuan Ge wash up and couldn't help muttering, "Miss, you are really careless. You can sleep so peacefully without knowing whether this son-in-law will go or not? Why don't I go over and ask him. If he says he won't go, I will persuade him with emotion and reason... Otherwise, if we go back alone, we will be criticized by the master and the lady, and it will be even more embarrassing if it gets out."

"It's shameless, so what? We are staying in this deep inner courtyard, and we can't hear any gossip from outside!" Yuan Ge didn't care at all. He packed up and said, "Just let him know before leaving. If he says he doesn't want to go, you don't have to persuade him."

"Miss……"

"He said something very urgent."

Yuan Ge spoke calmly, but when she walked to the door and saw the man sitting in the carriage, she still frowned, took two steps forward, and asked, "My husband, don't you have something to do? Why are you here so early?"

The other party responded with a low "Hmm." and then said nothing more. His eyes fell on the book in his hand, and his fingertips unconsciously rubbed it and turned a page.

Yuan Ge rejected the servant who was crawling on the ground, climbed onto the carriage with his hands and feet, and was about to bend down to get in, but he suddenly paused, sniffed his nose almost imperceptibly, and his eyes fell on Song Wenyuan's face. No matter how many times you look at that face, it is amazing, as if it was drawn by a top painter, unique and unparalleled in the world.

But at this moment, his face was too pale and weak, and thus looked a little weird, reminding people of the fairies in strange stories that made people's hearts beat fast at first sight.

Yuan Ge turned around and told the person behind him to pick up the sound, "You can sit outside with Lin Mu."

Although it was unexpected, the pick-up only responded in a low voice. However, Lin Mu was stunned for a moment, as nervous as an old father whose daughter was molested in the street. The word "bitch" almost came out of his mouth, "You bitch...you, what do you want to do to my master in broad daylight?!"

What on earth is this kid thinking about all day long?

Yuan Ge really wanted to split this unique brain open to see... Splitting it open was not appropriate, so she slapped it and said, "Drive carefully! Even if I want to do something to your master, it's none of your business. I will beat you up anyway if you are annoying!" After that, she raised her fist.

Lin Mu choked. This woman! How could she threaten to beat someone up after just two sentences? Whose young lady would speak with her fists? Besides, who did she think she could beat?

Song Wenyuan raised his head and glanced at Yuan Ge nonchalantly. His raised fist was pink and small, which made her words sound unreliable, like a little kitten with bared teeth. He retracted his gaze, and a subtle curve appeared at the corner of his mouth. After a while, he called out in a soft voice, "Lin Mu."

Lin Mu responded reluctantly and drove obediently. He realized that if this woman really wanted to beat him, his master would definitely take sides.

The master has changed.

The curtain fell, and the two sat opposite each other in the spacious carriage. Song Wenyuan looked at the book in his hand from beginning to end, occasionally taking a sip from the teacup beside him. He did not speak, nor did he make eye contact, and looked distant and indifferent.

Yuan Ge sniffed his nose again, silently licked the back of his teeth, hesitated and thought for a moment, and finally moved his butt to the side of Song Wenyuan, met his gaze, fixed his eyes directly on his shoulder, and whispered, "You... do you want my help?"

The gaze is direct and the tone is frank.

Song Wenyuan's eyes suddenly changed, sharp, cold, and full of scrutiny and murderous intent. He raised his hand suddenly, grabbed the other's wrist, and gritted his teeth as he spoke every word, "What else do you know?"

"Hiss—" Yuan Ge took a breath and twitched his wrist, but it didn't move at all. The difference in strength was like an ant trying to shake a tree.

"Let go!" She frowned and scolded in a low voice, "What do I know? I only know that there is a smell in this car! If I wanted to harm you, I wouldn't have to let Shiyin stay outside. The Jinyiwei commander has committed crimes against so many people. Then I will secretly spread the news of your injury and push it onto Shiyin, letting her suffer for me. Isn't that better? Let go - you hurt me!"

Song Wenyuan lowered his eyes and looked at her, trying to find the slightest lie from her expression, but the little girl frowned as if she had suffered a great injustice... What she said was not unreasonable. So this was why she asked the maid to stay outside. She found herself injured outside the carriage?

Song Wenyuan let go.

As soon as he let go, the little girl instantly moved to the other side, lowered her head and blew on her wrist with a look of deep hatred and resentment, delicate and coquettish, on that piece of snow-white skin, there was an almost shocking red mark, faintly with blood spots... Song Wenyuan choked slightly, and after a while, he murmured, "Even if you are like this, you still think about beating this and that every day?"

"What do you care?" Yuan Ge snorted coldly, not even looking at him, and muttered softly, "Do you think I want to care about your little business? It's just that I have always been a man of revenge, and I thought that you might have delayed the injury because you accompanied me back home... Humph! Good intentions are not rewarded!"

Humming and whining, very childish.