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

One sentence can make people fall to the bottom of the valley, and one sentence can make them soar to the sky. This damn girl really has such ability.

But the instigator was not aware of it at all, and murmured coquettishly, "It hurts..."

Pain? Song Wenyuan rubbed his back teeth, lowered his eyes and looked at the teeth marks on her fair neck, his eyes becoming darker and darker... After a while, he closed his eyes and cursed her in a low voice, "I'll make sure you can't spit out ivory from your dog's mouth... I'll not only bite you, I want to tear you apart and eat you! I'll save you from being upset every day!"

"Don't let me tell the truth..." Yuan Ge was impatient and let him hold him, retorting incoherently, "You can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth."

"Shut up!"

"Oh……"

After a short silence, she tilted her head slightly to look at him and asked with a smile, "Song Wenyuan, when did you fall in love with me?" She looked extremely proud, without any girlish shyness at all, her eyes were bright, like a miser who had found a mountain of gold.

How could there be such a thing... Song Wenyuan rolled his eyes helplessly. When did he fall in love with her? This girl was like a bandit, running rampant in his world, arrogant and domineering, completely unreasonable, laughing and scolding according to her mood, as dazzling as the sun in the sky. He was never a saint who was calm and composed. He was just a loner in a cold world. What was so strange about being greedy for that little bit of sunshine?

He closed his eyes and lowered his brows, gently sniffing the fragrance of gardenia in her hair. The fragrance was elegant, but more intoxicating than the aroma of wine.

"Did you ever give me the right to dislike you?"

The voice was pressed between his lips and teeth, a very light and faint whisper, which dissipated into the wind as soon as it came out of his mouth, leaving only the warm breath spraying on her ears, making her ears tingle. Yuan Ge shrank her neck and missed the words when she turned her head. She only heard what he said vaguely and subconsciously asked, "What did you say?"

He had no intention of telling her what she was saying. The little girl was a typical person who would get angry at the slightest provocation. Song Wenyuan was still so angry about what she had said before that his heart and lungs were aching. Naturally, he would not do as she wished at this moment. Hearing this, he sneered, "What do you like about Qin Yongpei? He is not smart, do you like his good looks? His good figure?"

...That was a past that she could never explain clearly and was truly unfair. Every time she mentioned it, she felt like there was a fly stuck in her throat. If she swallowed it, she would feel sick, and if she spit it out... it would also be disgusting.

She raised her eyelids and said in a disdainful tone, "I already said it was a misunderstanding."

Song Wenyuan was not so easy to deal with. He put one hand around the girl's waist and the other hand stroked the teeth marks on her neck. He squinted his eyes and asked lazily, "Hmm? Is it really just a misunderstanding? What kind of misunderstanding could make the elders of the Wen family believe it... Madam Wen is so proud and cold, and she doesn't ask for help easily, but she can kneel to the Queen for you."

"What a misunderstanding!" Yuan Ge rolled her eyes and complained about the mess Wen Qian had left for her, while racking her brains to justify herself, "Just, just... you know, at that time, Tong Wanzhen and I were really good friends, and she was thinking about Qin Yongpei, so she naturally mentioned him a lot in her conversation, and I became a little curious... Well, who knew that stupid girl Shiyin thought I liked Qin Yongpei... Yes, that's it, and the misunderstanding happened just like that."

As Yuan Ge spoke, he nodded seriously, not knowing whether he was trying to convince himself or Song Wenyuan.

Anyway, Song Wenyuan didn't believe a word of it, but he didn't really want to settle the score later, he just said a few bad words. At this moment, his anger subsided, but when he saw the shocking teeth marks on her neck, he began to feel distressed again, "Does it hurt?"

His fingertips were slightly cool, caressing the skin on the side of her neck. She shivered with excitement, but she didn't feel any pain, just numbness all over. After a while, she pursed her lips and whispered, "It hurts..."

The girl with bared fangs and claws is like a delicate flower that cannot withstand the wind and rain only when she cries out in pain.

He looked at the tooth marks again. At that moment, he was filled with mixed feelings of joy, sadness, fear, and panic. His emotions were out of control. He had indeed used force. The little girl had delicate and fair skin, and the tooth marks mixed with blood looked even more terrifying. Besides being terrifying... there was also a bit of gorgeousness that made people want to destroy it. His eyes darkened, "I'll take you down to apply the medicine."

This person's fingertips on her neck made her feel numb, and she still wanted to apply medicine? Yuan Ge refused without thinking, "No!"

"Be obedient." Song Wenyuan thought Yuan Ge was upset, so he held her down and coaxed her kindly, "I accidentally bit her too hard. If you don't apply medicine, it will leave a scar... I don't mind. My wife is so charming that both men and women can't forget her. Maybe if there are more scars on her neck, fewer people will covet her, and I can worry less. But I'm afraid you will feel uncomfortable looking at yourself in the bronze mirror every day."

The laughing voice got closer, becoming deeper and more pleasant, and it made my ears feel hot when it was next to my ears.

It's just like this when you are close to each other.

Even though Yuan Ge had the temperament of a fierce bandit, he usually spoke without any taboos, but when had he ever been so close to someone? In addition, he was afraid that the maids would hear the noise and wake up, so he was so nervous that he was at a loss for words. He only said, "I can take the medicine myself!", and hurriedly pushed Song Wenyuan away, ran back to the house and closed the door as if escaping.

She leaned against the door, her heart beating wildly. At the right moment, a low laugh sounded from outside the side door, and it sounded very joyful.

Song Wenyuan stood at the bottom of the stairs, and the fingertips behind his back seemed to still have the delicate touch of skin. He stroked the tip of his finger, and was pleased with the little girl's rare shyness. After a while, he whispered, "Okay, apply the medicine yourself. It's getting late, go to bed early... my wife."

The breathing behind the door suddenly stopped.

Song Wenyuan lowered his eyebrows and smiled softly. The little girl still knew how to be shy, so she was not too heartless. He stood in the yard for a while with his hands behind his back, and only turned and left when he heard light footsteps in the house.

Yuan Ge was lying on the bed, looking at the curtain above his head. His mind was filled with the promises and angry questions blurted out by this man. Nine generations of the clan were buried together... It really made people want to believe it.

She had some feelings for Song Wenyuan, but she had too many secrets. If she stayed in Shengjing City, something bad would happen sooner or later. Resurrecting from someone else's body after death was too fantastical. She might be tied up and burned to death as a monster... She originally thought that they would part ways politely after this matter was over. If they could not be husband and wife, they could be friends. If they were lucky enough to meet in a foreign land in the future, they could sit down and have a cup of tea, chat, and say "long time no see", or ask calmly, "How is your wife?"

However, she did not want Song Wenyuan to call others "my wife".

Miss Yuan tossed and turned, thinking about all sorts of things, and couldn't sleep all night.