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

In a short period of time, Song Wenyuan had dealt with three of them. Yuan Ge was holding one in his hand, and there were four standing opposite him. Looking at Aunt Tian who was drooping her head, they hesitantly pressed forward step by step.

Auntie Tian was not only weak all over, but her tongue was numb. She opened her mouth several times, but could only utter a few syllables, and could not say a complete sentence. Yuan Ge held the hairpin against Auntie Tian's neck, and whispered to Song Wenyuan beside him, "Don't fight, you can't hold on for much longer, leave quickly before the poison takes effect."

Song Wenyuan lowered his head and looked at Yuan Ge, his eyes were so deep that it seemed like ink could drip out of them.

The man in the lead couldn't hear what they were whispering. He just stared at Auntie Tian's bloody neck. His face changed and he pointed the sword at Yuan Ge, "You witch! What on earth did you do?!"

Heavy rain washed the earth, and the new bloodstains were quickly washed away by the rain and disappeared - including Aunt Tian's and Yuan Ge's.

There were piercing pains on her shoulder. She was injured by the kitchen knife in Auntie Tian's hand because she failed to dodge in time. Wen Qian's new body was a little slow after all, and even such a simple movement was beyond her ability... Song Wenyuan's slightly heavy breathing was in her ears, and the effect of the Huagong Powder was still there. She sighed in her heart and looked at the four strong men opposite with arrogant and complacent expressions, "What did I do? Of course, I will give them a taste of their own medicine! But it is obvious that the Huagong Powder I bought is better than yours. It is said that you have never seen the world and bought fake medicine... Those people on the ground can still be saved if you carry them back now. Auntie Tian will obviously go with us. Don't worry, they will not die."

She retreated step by step, but did not head towards the city. The terrain from here to the city gate was flat and it was not convenient to hide. She didn't know how long Song Wenyuan could hold on, so she had to prepare for the worst and retreat towards Wuxi Mountain.

The four people on the opposite side looked at each other, then at Auntie Tian. Auntie Tian's head was drooping, and her eyes were open, looking no different from sleeping. Only her eyeballs could move, from left to right, and from right to left, as if she wanted to imitate the movement of shaking her head. However, her whole body was obviously slow, and the movement was also slow. It took a long time for her eyeballs to move around. The four people on the opposite side were a group of rough men, and the bad weather affected their vision. They did not receive any information from Auntie Tian at all...

One retreated, the other followed, seeing that Wuxi Mountain was right in front of them, it would be safer for the two of them to run into the mountains than in this area with a wide view... Yuan Ge's heart, which had been tense all the way, finally settled down, but he heard a muffled groan in his ears. The moment he turned around, the eyes of the man in the lead on the opposite side suddenly lit up, and his whole body was full of momentum, and he rushed over with a sword in hand!

From hearing the muffled groan, Yuan Ge turned around and saw the blood oozing from the corner of Song Wenyuan's mouth, to hearing the sound of breaking air in his ears. In just a breath, the hairpin in his hand was picked open, and the hostage fell out of his hand. Before he could come to his senses, the swords of the other three people had already swept to the door. At the critical moment, Yuan Ge only had time to use all his strength to push the person next to him away... Song Wenyuan almost cried out in tears, "Wen Qian!"

"Clang——" The sound of metal hitting each other left a lingering sound that made one's teeth sour in the heavy rain.

A man landed in front of Yuan Ge. He was wearing an old navy blue robe and had a tall and broad figure. He held a broad sword in his hand and stopped the four people effortlessly. He turned his head slightly and whispered to Yuan Ge, "Go!"

Yuan Ge came back to his senses from his initial daze, and hurriedly helped Song Wenyuan up and ran towards Wuxi Mountain without looking back. He only had time to leave a hurried sentence, "Thank you! Wen Qian from the Kejing Marquis's Mansion is waiting for you!"

Yuan Ge thought clearly that the martial arts of these four people were not very good. The man had a heavy sword, which was not something that ordinary people could carry, so his martial arts were naturally not bad. It was not a problem for him to deal with four minions... As for Song Wenyuan, if he returned to the city at this time, the news that he was injured and poisoned would definitely be revealed. It would be better for him to go to the nearby Ciguang Temple and seek refuge with Master Jingchen first...

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When Song Wenyuan woke up, the rain had not stopped yet. The lights were on in the room, and the dim light cast mottled shadows on the wall. He looked at the unfamiliar environment, and for a moment he couldn't tell where he was. He just felt like he was in another world... Then he gradually regained consciousness, and he threw off the thin blanket and sat up, "Wen Qian!"

"Squeak..." The door was pushed open, and the wind blew in. The flames trembled and almost went out. The wind was very cold, and Song Wenyuan was chilled to the bone. The man at the door was wearing a monk's robe and was tall. The door seemed much smaller. When he saw Song Wenyuan, he smiled suddenly, "You are awake... It's rare to see you so embarrassed, it's really fresh."

Song Wenyuan hurriedly looked for shoes to put on. When he lowered his head, he felt dizzy and realized that he had changed his clothes. He held his head and asked Jingchen, "Where is Wen Qian? How is she?" He only remembered entering the mountain and could not remember anything else.

Jingchen lowered his eyes and looked at him. He had really never seen Song Wenyuan in such a miserable state, nor had he ever seen a woman like that.

His pupils trembled slightly, "Madam... When I saw you, you were already unconscious. The mountain path was rugged, and it was Madam who supported you and moved step by step to the corner gate of Ciguang Temple. She said you were injured, and asked me to borrow a secluded room and silver needles to treat your injuries and acupuncture. She did everything herself... But I saw that you didn't have any external injuries, probably just some internal injuries. But she herself had messy hair, was in a mess, and had blood on her shoulder... She only gave it a quick shot, and there were no girls in the temple, so in the end it was Madam who applied the medicine herself."

She...is injured?!

"Where is she?!"

Jingchen pointed to the next door, "After a long time of hard work, I finally rested. Don't disturb her... You are lucky. She said she wanted a herbal bath. Fortunately, I have it here, otherwise she would have gone to the mountains to find it. I have never seen a woman like this. She looks weak, but she is fearless. I thought you were pitiful for being so reluctant to get married, but now I think the old emperor still has a conscience and gave you a good marriage."

How could she be weak? She pushed him away with great strength... If that person hadn't appeared in time, she would have really become a dead soul under the knife. Isn't she fearless! Who asked her to save... Who asked her to risk her life to save him? Song Wenyuan tightened his fingertips. The effect of the Huagong powder had worn off, and his body felt lighter than usual. He was upset, but he didn't think much about it for a while, and just said calmly, "I'll go see her."