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

The next morning, the weather was nice.

The rain gradually subsided in the second half of the night, and when the dawn broke, the sky was blue and the autumn wind was blowing gently, it was actually a nice day.

Wen Yizhuo was pulled out of bed by the nanny early in the morning, washed and dressed, opened the ancestral hall, knelt in the ancestral hall, and was entered into the family tree. When this series of procedures were completed, it was noon and the banquet was just in time.

Yuan Ge came here according to the time. She was a married girl and didn't need to worship the ancestors of the Wen family. But Wen Changling wanted her to worship her deceased mother, so he asked her to come in and burn incense early in the morning. The tablet of Wen Qian's biological mother was in the first row, engraved with "Wen Changling's wife Rou'er", without her maiden name, more like a nickname.

After leaving the ancestral hall, Wen Changling went to the front hall to entertain guests. Yuan Ge accompanied Old Lady Wen to talk. The old lady had been worried all night. Seeing Yuan Ge leaning against her side in good condition, she wiped her tears and choked up several times. Fortunately, several old ladies who were on good terms with her came soon and changed the topic, and the atmosphere became lively again. Yuan Ge also pulled himself out and accompanied Song Wenyuan to the front hall. Halfway there, he remembered the tablet and thought for a moment before asking about Wen Qian's deceased mother, "My mother... do you know where she is from?"

This question was strange, but his own mother wanted to ask someone else. But Wen Qian's mother passed away too early, and Wen Qian had very little memory of her late mother. In addition, he had not heard of any visits from his maternal grandparents in recent years, so Yuan Ge had no choice but to ask Song Wenyuan.

Song Wenyuan tilted his head to look at her. Although he felt a little strange, he did not ask any more questions. He just shook his head and said, "Wen Changling's first wife... is your mother. She is not from Shengjing. I heard that your father met her when he went out and they got along well. At that time, Madam Wen opposed it for a while, thinking that the two families were not a good match... but after a while, she agreed for some reason. But I heard that your mother's family members did not show up at the wedding. After that, did no one from your maternal grandparents come to visit?"

Yuan Ge nodded, "No."

Song Wenyuan had no dealings with the Wen family, so naturally he would not deliberately investigate the background of a deceased person. But now he felt something was wrong. His daughter got married, gave birth to a daughter, and then died. No one came to her family for such a big event... Could it be that there was no one left? Song Wenyuan walked absentmindedly with his head down. After two steps, he couldn't help but hold the little girl's hand calmly and seemingly unintentionally. As his slightly cold fingertips interlocked, he calmed his heart that was beating wildly and tilted his head to look at Yuan Ge, "If you really want to know, why not ask your father? He must know something."

Yuan Ge paused slightly, then shook his head.

Wen Changling must have known something, but... she didn't dare to, for fear of being exposed. Some vague explanations could fool Song Wenyuan, but not Wen Changling. She didn't want this man to lose his daughter after losing his beloved wife.

"Aunt!" The boy who appeared out of nowhere hugged Yuan Ge's thighs, raised his clean and bright smile, grinning with a row of big white teeth, "Aunt, they all said you were injured, but is it true? How could Aunt be so careless? Grandma prepared a box of scar cream for you to take back. She said that if you apply it every day, no scars will be left!"

"Grandmother?" Wen Yizhuo's grandmother... that's not...

Just as he was surprised, a cold yet gentle voice came from the other side, "Zhuozhuo, you're running around again..." After the voice fell, he met Yuan Ge's gaze, nodded slightly without any expression, and said, "I'm back."

This is the "grandmother" mentioned by Wen Yizhuo, Wen Qian's stepmother.

"Yes." Yuan Ge nodded, "Mother has worked hard, so leave Zhuozhuo to me."

The other party was not polite either, "Okay, I still have to go to the front to entertain the ladies, so I'll leave the child to you... Zhuozhuo, aunt and Lord Song are guests, so I'll leave grandma to you to take care of, okay?" As she spoke, she bent over and looked at the child at eye level, with a hint of smile in the corners of her eyes, making her look like a different person. But when she stood up, she returned to her usual cold look, just nodded, and walked over with the maids and old women. Her cold look didn't tell that she was the one who prepared the scar-healing ointment for Yuan Ge.

Yuan Ge watched her leave, but the child next to him kept pulling her towards his yard. After walking two steps, he seemed to remember something, turned around and pulled Song Wenyuan's hand, holding one in each hand, and skipped away to present the treasures.

At the door, Master Xu, who was sneezing and running his nose, was asking the servants about "Miss Wen" when he was intercepted by Wen Peiji who was well prepared. Brother Wen turned around and came to Xu Chengjin, bowed slowly, and said with a smile, "Hey! Rare guest! Rare guest! Master Xu, how are you... Oh, you seem to be a little unwell."

Young Master Xu, who was "a little unwell", had a changed voice, a hoarse voice that even he found unpleasant, so he basically avoided talking if possible and just stretched his neck to look around, trying to find Yuan Ge in the crowd.

But before he found the person, his shoulder was patted heavily. The instigator grabbed his shoulder and refused to let go, trying to establish a good relationship with him. "I heard from Zhuozhuo that when he was staying at the Kejing Marquis's residence, he was taken care of by Master Xu. Although I, as a father, really want to thank Master Xu, I am short of money and have nothing to offer...How about I accompany Master Xu for a drink today, and we won't leave until we are drunk? How do you think?"

Under the influence of the cold, Xu Chengjin's reaction was obviously much slower than normal. He couldn't hear the other party's hidden meaning at all. He just thought that this guy was really stingy. He was short of money? It's not shameful to say this! Besides, can't you have some shame to get drunk with a typhoid patient? !

He smiled perfunctorily, trying to break free from Wen Peiji with his hands and feet, while craning his neck to look for Yuan Ge. While he was busy, he heard a voice at the door saying, "His Royal Highness the Second Prince has arrived—"

Xu Chengjin looked back at the door. Wasn't the guy getting off the carriage Qin Yongpei? He was wearing a light yellow robe, with four, five, six, or seven jade pendants hanging from his waist. They jingled when he walked, just like Wen Xiaobai with copper bells hanging on his waist... Oh, Wen Xiaobai was cuter than him. And the girl beside him, smiling smugly like a sparrow flying on a branch, was... the unlovable concubine of the Tong family!

Young Master Xu, who was "a little ill", recovered all of a sudden. He turned around and glared at Wen Peiji, "Why did you invite these two guys over? Aren't you afraid that Yuan and your sister will overturn the banquet for you?"

Wen Peiji's face was also dark, he gritted his teeth and sneered, "I didn't invite you."

Xu Chengjin secretly thought that this was not good. He came uninvited, like a weasel paying New Year's greetings to a chicken... He had no good intentions!