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

Madam Tian was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, "Young Madam is really smart and courageous. She is still trying to trick me in this situation. No wonder Lord Song protects her so well... Young Madam, you'd better watch your step. The roads are muddy in the countryside. Be careful not to fall. Lord Song will not like it if you break your little face."

This sounds... a little strange.

Yuan Ge was suspicious, but he didn't show it on his face. He could only respond in a bad mood, "Okay, thank you for the reminder, Auntie. A woman's appearance is indeed the most important thing... My Master Song is not as good as you say. This morning he was planning to take a concubine for himself, so I have to protect my face."

As they were talking, the three of them had already left the nursery. Under the obscurity of the dense seedlings, flowers and plants, it was increasingly difficult to see people. It was unknown whether Lin Mufa had noticed that they were missing.

In front of them was a narrow stream, and past it was the foot of Wuxi Mountain. To the right was the road into the mountain, and to the left was a small village with only four or five families, all of whom were farmers employed by wealthy families, making a living by farming. Auntie Tian led them to the right, and after crossing the stream, the feeling of being watched became more and more obvious, with a breath-holding, covetous feeling of oppression, like the clouds that were getting lower and lower in the sky, with a sense of urgency that a storm was about to come.

Auntie Tian was obviously relieved, and suddenly she heard Yuan Ge smile, "I didn't expect Auntie Tian to know that Lord Song was very kind to me... It seems that it is not what people say outside."

The other party paused, and with a "boom" sound, thunder fell. A bright color flashed in the dark sky and earth. The two big kitchen knives shone with a cold light, which made the other party's face look even less smiling.

Auntie Tian tightened the hilt of the knife in her hand, slowly twisted her neck and looked sideways, the blade approached Yuan Ge's neck again, her eyes were cold and she sneered silently, "Although I have experienced the cleverness of the young lady, I didn't expect that I still underestimated her... It seems that I really can't talk to the young lady, and every word I say will be wrong. But young lady, sometimes you can't be too curious. The more you know, the faster you die."

"I came to this nursery on a whim. Not many people know about it and can prepare the Qi-dissolving powder in advance..." Yuan Ge shook his head, not afraid at all, and analyzed it in a logical manner, "If it is the owner of this nursery, I don't think he would leave the Qi-dissolving powder in this chrysanthemum field that makes me suspicious. If it is not the owner, then it must be someone who knows about our trip. It seems..."

"I know you've been very kind to me, and you know about our trip. It looks like this Luofeng Pavilion... needs to be cleaned up." She tilted her head to look at Song Wenyuan, smiling gently, "I was lazy and neglected management in the past, and I didn't expect that I would cause trouble for Master Song."

"They were originally coming for me. If there is any implicate, it's my wife who was implicated." Song Wenyuan protected the man in front of him, frowned and chuckled, without any nervousness. "On the way, I thought about the people I offended recently from beginning to end, but there was nothing I could do. I had offended so many people in the past that I couldn't guess who had the courage to murder the court official. I couldn't even afford a professional assassin, so I could only look for bandits like you. Let alone courage, this is a gamble that involves risking your life and property."

The reason why Lord Song has survived to this day must be that the people of Shengjing City are simple and friendly.

Auntie Tian must not be the simple and friendly one. Her face changed when she heard it. She raised the kitchen knife in her hand and chopped at the two people. Song Wenyuan was prepared. He protected Yuan Ge and dodged. Although he had no power to fight back under the effect of Huagong San, his body's instinctive reaction was still there. It was not a problem to escape from the butcher's knife who obviously had strength but no skills. He originally wanted to meet who the master was, so he cooperated in the play for a long time. But now it seems that this "master" is not planning to show up at all.

Lord Song, the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, had many enemies, so it was not uncommon for him to offend such a group of bandits. He forgot to bring guards when he went out and was hacked to death in the wilderness - this was the best explanation.

Auntie Tian had obviously discovered Song Wenyuan's intention to retreat, and she chased him relentlessly while yelling, "What are you waiting for?! When they escape, we'll see how you'll explain it to them. Then we'll all die!"

Drops of rain as big as beans fell down.

Those eager eyes disappeared in an instant with the order given, and were replaced by people rushing over from all directions, some holding knives and some holding swords. There were about seven or eight of them, ranging from men in their fifties to teenagers. They all looked strong, but their martial arts skills were not very high, and they relied on brute force.

Song Wenyuan's expression changed slightly. He protected Yuan Ge all the way to break through. A folding fan appeared in his hand. The fan was ordinary, but in his hand it could resist the flash of swords and sabers. In a blink of an eye, he had cut the tendons of one person's hand. Amid the splashing blood mist, everyone looked at each other, and for a moment they even wanted to retreat.

Yuan Ge bit his lip tightly and said nothing - Song Wenyuan started to practice his internal energy.

Although it is unknown how he alleviated the effect of Hua Gong San, this is not a good thing. Forcing one to practice Qigong under the influence of Jiu Zhuan Duan Chang San would definitely backfire.

Auntie Tian scolded the crowd for attacking her while laughing as if she was appreciating the fight of a trapped beast. "It is said that Lord Song is an outstanding martial artist and there is no rival for him in Shengjing City. It seems that the rumors are not exaggerated. He has been hit by the power-dissolving powder, but he can still have such skills... It is really amazing."

Yuan Ge sneered, "It shows that you, a bunch of bandits, have never seen the world. You were deceived and bought fake Qi-dissolving powder!"

"You little girl, you have a seductive appearance, but you are so sharp-tongued and ugly!"

The sharp-tongued girl grabbed Song Wenyuan's arm with one hand, raised her head from his arms and retorted, her face full of rain but couldn't hide her smugness, "Who said I'm not lovable? My husband just likes my sharp-tongued look, but you, Aunt Tian... I think you look big and strong like a butcher, but your husband seems to have very unique preferences..."

Auntie Tian's face suddenly changed. She was so confused with the two big kitchen knives in her hands that she just chased Yuan Ge and chopped him... now!

The girl, who was smiling sweetly and feeling complacent, was well prepared. She dodged the attack by turning her head to the side, reached out her backhand to grab the other person's arm and stabbed the hairpin in her hand fiercely... Amidst the sharp pain, the kitchen knife in Aunt Tian's hand fell to the ground, and the next moment, the bloody hairpin was pressed against her neck.

It rained heavily.

The little girl stood there like a drowned rat, holding the woman who was much stronger than her, and shouted coldly, "Stop it, or I will kill her!"

Auntie Tian is the leader of this group of people, so we must capture the leader first.