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

"I..." Yuan Ge opened her mouth. Wen Changling's attitude was a little strange. She hesitated and had to play dumb. She lowered her head and patted the dust on her palms. She chuckled and said, "What does father want me to say? Please forgive me for my incompetence and inability to complete the task you asked me to do... Father, please choose someone else who is virtuous and capable!"

Oh! Choose another virtuous person?

The little girl said it simply... If there were so many talented people, how could she be the one? It's strange to say that the Song family was on the verge of decline, but after that person, there was another one who was better than the master. The emperor valued and feared him at the same time. Over the years, he also placed many people in the family, but they were either kicked out for committing crimes or had no ability and could not play any role at all.

That's why I started to think about him.

I don’t know whether I underestimated Song Wenyuan or overestimated Qianqian.

Wen Changling originally just wanted to use the Second Prince to give this girl some thoughts, but he didn't expect to be criticized by her. So that's it, he waved his hand, and said with a somewhat relieved smile, "It's getting late, let's go out for dinner... I just heard you mention your mother, I think you are now married and sensible, let's toast to her during the meal."

He didn't mention it anymore. Yuan Ge was a little confused. He followed Wen Changling for two steps, then suddenly stopped, looked up at him, and called out, "Father." However, the middle-aged man wearing the golden crown had faint gray hair in his hair. In Wen Qian's memory, she had been spoiled, protected, carried on his shoulders, laughed, made trouble, and watched acrobatics.

The other party looked sideways and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yuan Ge stood there, his toes unconsciously grinding the ground. After a while, he said in a low voice, "When the cunning rabbit dies, the running dog is cooked, and when the birds are all gone, the bow is put away. These two days, my daughter was at the Song family. I was reading a book when I had nothing to do and saw these words. At that time, I felt that not everyone can choose to be the bow or the hand that pulls the bow. If we want to avoid such an ending, maybe... we shouldn't kill all the flying birds. Father, what do you think?"

A dark light flashed in Wen Changling's eyes.

He stared at Yuan Ge for a moment, then smiled, a very pleasant smile. He asked, "Baoer, do you want to learn how to play chess?"

This was the first time he called her "Bao'er" today, and it was also the first time after many years. He had no children in this life, and he had never thought of having another one. He only chose a smart and clever child from a branch family to adopt, but in terms of closeness, he was not as close as the child left to him by the woman he loved the most... So what if she was a girl? Wasn't Rou'er also a girl?

"Playing chess?"

"Well. Baoer, if you want to learn, how about your father teach you how to play chess?" Instead of being a chess piece, it is always more interesting to be the hand holding the chess piece, isn't it?

The sun shone in from the door, and in the bright light, tiny dust particles were floating. Glancing at Wen Changling, half of his face was bathed in light, while the other half was hidden in the dark. His expression was a little strange and vague, and Yuan Ge suddenly felt confused, unable to understand his intentions or his depth, so he just shook his head and said, "My daughter is dull, and if it were in the past, she might have learned something from my father, but now that she is married to the Song family, if she goes back home to practice chess from time to time, my mother-in-law might have some opinions."

Hearing this, Wen Changling just said it was okay, raised his hand and led Yuan Ge out, "I'll give you a few chess books first. You can take them back today and take a look. Beginners don't need to read too profound ones. If there is anything you don't understand, write it down first. When you come back, you can ask me. Song Wenyuan's chess skills are better than mine. If you can get along with each other, he should be a good teacher..." Of course, this possibility was directly rejected by Wen Changling.

The little girl's previous behavior almost made Lord Song's face be crushed on the ground again and again. Song Wenyuan was not a good-tempered person, and it was a great honor for him to be able to maintain superficial peace now.

Now that things have come to this, Yuan Ge would no longer refuse and just responded calmly.

When they arrived at the front hall, Jiang had already prepared lunch with her maids, and the father and daughter were ready to eat. Jiang was pretty, in her thirties, well-maintained, with a graceful and cool temperament, reminiscent of Jiangnan ink paintings.

Yuan Ge called out "Mother" in a low voice, and the other party responded calmly, inviting Yuan Ge and Song Wenyuan to sit down, with a calm, polite, and unfamiliar demeanor. Wen Qian's mother has always been like this. The relationship between the two cannot be said to be bad, but it is definitely not good either. It's like strangers living under the same roof, standing in their own positions, tacitly observing the appropriate distance, living in peace, and not interfering with each other.

Song Wenyuan was not a lively person. He ate the meal quietly, elegantly and somewhat strangely depressed. Wen Changling, on the other hand, seemed quite happy and drank a lot of wine.

After finishing the meal and drinking a cup of tea, the old lady took Yuan Ge aside to talk. As she spoke, her eyes became tearful. The little girl had not married the man of her dreams, and as a grandmother, she was always helpless and sighing.

Originally, they wanted to stay until after dinner before leaving, but Yuan Ge, thinking of the huge bloody hole on Song Wenyuan's body, did not dare to stay long. He just said that he had some things to buy, and pulled people up to say goodbye, taking with him several large boxes that the nanny had placed in the carriage early in the morning, containing food, clothing, gold, silver, and jewelry, and everything else. There was also the lily of the valley that Shiyin had specially brought out from her original yard, which was placed steadily on the top.

When she arrived, only the steward greeted her, but when she left, all was well, except for her younger sister, who said she had gone to Ciguang Temple with a few close friends to pray for blessings.

They were not close to begin with. Wen Ning's temper was not as good as Jiang's. She was arrogant and willful. She usually looked down on Wen Qian. It was a good thing that they didn't meet today.

The carriage slowly left, Yuan Ge turned around subconsciously and saw Wen Changling turned his back and wiped his eyes quickly. She suddenly breathed a little. She had never seen her father, nor her mother. She was born a wild monkey on Zhixuan Mountain. She had a grandfather who doted on her and a brother who wanted to control her but couldn't.

The first time she had a fight with her brother, who was extremely talented but had been bedridden for most of his life, was because she heard them call Yuan Qi a "sickly guy."

The beating was so severe that she was covered in bruises and lost a tooth. Of course, she beat the other person even harder, which made her hold her head high and feel very proud. But those who were not as good as her went home and told their parents, so she was punished by her grandfather to kneel in the ancestral hall. It was also after that incident that she went crazy to learn medicine - her grandfather said that she was a genius and was born to study medicine, but before that she only liked to make poison.