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

"Yes." Song Wenyuan replied calmly, walked closer and turned to tell Jianshu, "Take the person out."

The people we are talking about are naturally the two girls from Zuihuanlou.

They were originally invited to perform, but they ended up watching the show. Lu He and Xiao Rou felt that they had earned a lot of money for the performance, so they were particularly obedient at this moment. They knelt down to the crowd and turned around to follow Jian Shu out. Before leaving, they heard Song Wenyuan say, "What you saw and heard here today, what you should and should not say, you two should weigh it yourself."

His voice was calm and low, and his speech was slow and unhurried, without any threat or warning, but it sounded very heavy in their ears. The two girls nodded repeatedly in assurance, until Song Wenyuan said "hmm" in a low voice, and then they left quickly as if they had been pardoned.

Song Wenyuan then turned to look at Yuan Ge, his dark eyes as deep as the abyss, "This is a marriage granted by the imperial decree. Even if Miss Wen wants to make it happen, I'm afraid she is powerless. I think Miss Wen should have understood this very well."

It was too obvious that he was hinting at something. Yuan Ge touched his nose and thought to himself, isn't this guy hinting that Wen Qian had tried her best to ruin the marriage? Speaking of which, it was obvious that both of them were not happy, so why did he just stand by and watch? When it comes to being sarcastic, Yuan Ge is not inferior. He snorted, "That's true... After all, my daughter has little influence. If Lord Song really has someone else, there is no need for me to give in. I can just go to His Majesty and ask for his permission to divorce him."

He called her "Miss Wen" and she called him "Lord Song".

Song Wenyuan pressed his lips even more, "It's okay, not as simple as the Second Prince's." The implication was that even such a simple thing he would not do for you.

Yuan Ge choked. This sentence had no killing power to her, but it was fatal to "Wen Qian". The man she loved wholeheartedly did not stand up to prove her innocence when she was engulfed by rumors. He let the rumors ferment and the situation deteriorate. He let the girl stand at the Zhuque Bridge to die to prove her innocence.

Even...the imperial decree granting the marriage between the Wen and Song families also had the credit of that person's instigation.

Yuan Ge stood there with her eyebrows downcast, but she felt a little upset for no reason. She thought to herself, no matter whether it was the second prince of the royal family or the third son of the Kejing Marquis's mansion, what did it have to do with her? She was actually angry for no reason. She glared at Song Wenyuan and snorted, "It is me who is meddling in other people's business. If there are any more of these golden phoenixes and silver sparrows in the future, I will just have them sent to Qichi Pavilion, so that I can out of sight and out of mind." After saying that, she turned around and left.

Song Wenyuan turned around and saw the little girl's hair being lifted by the wind, revealing a slender white neck. A small pearl hung on her tiny earlobe. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether the pearl was whiter or her skin was whiter... He didn't say anything yet, but she got angry instead. She was so arrogant and unreasonable.

Song Wenyuan was about to call someone, but when he saw the young man hurriedly entering the room and passing by Yuan Ge, the words on his lips stopped.

Yuan Ge also saw it. She was so angry that she almost bumped into the person who came. When she narrowly avoided it, she accidentally glanced at a sword tassel hanging on the other person's waist. Her eyes paused slightly, and she looked at the young man again, but the man had passed by. She only saw his back walking quickly. He looked very strange and she should not know him.

But that sword tassel looks familiar.

Maybe I was mistaken. After all, I only took a quick look and there were too many similar sword tassels... Yuan Ge shook his head and turned away.

The young man didn't pay attention to who he almost bumped into. He just hurried in, bowed, and spoke in a low voice and fast speed, getting straight to the point, "Master... Zhixuanshan, something happened."

Song Wenyuan was startled, but he just nodded slightly, turned to look at Li, and called out in a calm voice, "Sister-in-law. My wife is still young and has a bad temper. Please bear with her. But she is right. Don't worry about the affairs of my courtyard. I don't want to have a second incident like yesterday, otherwise she wouldn't have to do it... You should have known my methods."

What was Song Wenyuan's method? Wasn't it that she had tried so hard to climb into his bed, but he ended up sending her to his eldest brother's bed, which directly cut off all her thoughts? He kept calling her "sister-in-law" and "you", seemingly apologizing to Wen Qian, but in fact he was threatening and beating her up. He was really a kind-faced but cruel person! Li almost gritted her teeth and kept silent, but she was angry and hateful in her heart.

Song Ziyao glared at Li, who had a stiff face and didn't say anything, but finally tried to smooth things over with a smile, "Don't be angry, don't be angry, third brother. I really didn't know about this. If I knew, I wouldn't have made this trip, I would have gone to apologize to this woman long ago. I promise that this will never happen again! You have to believe me!"

He rarely called Song Wenyuan "third brother" and rarely played the brotherly affection card. He didn't like Song Wenyuan, and by extension, he disliked everyone around Song Wenyuan equally, but this still didn't stop him from being afraid of Song Wenyuan - afraid to death.

A man should be able to bend and stretch in the world, unlike this woman who, even after hitting her head against the wall, still stands firm to prove that her neck is harder than the wall.

However... Song Ziyao watched Song Wenyuan nod and leave in a hurry as if he had something urgent to do, and fell into deep thought... If he heard correctly, Song Wenyuan's last name for Wen Qian was "my wife", not Miss Wen, not the third young master's wife, nor your sister-in-law, but his wife. So Song Wenyuan stepped into his small courtyard for the first time, was he here to support Wen Qian? Song Ziyao stared at the door, raised his eyebrows, turned around and told Li, "Don't mess with Luofengxuan in the future."

Li raised her hand and quickly wiped the corners of her eyes. She didn't respond, but stared at Song Ziyao and asked, "When did you know about this?"

Song Ziyao avoided her gaze and laughed, "It's an old story, why are you still bringing it up?"

"Song, Zi, Yao!" Li insisted on getting an answer. She remembered that when they first got married, Song Ziyao wasn't that ridiculous. Although he still drank and gambled frequently, he never stayed out all night. At first, she thought it was because the novelty hadn't worn off yet, but now she was afraid...

She was serious about it, but the other party was obviously evasive and waved his hands away. He waved his hands nonchalantly and said, "It's been too long, I don't remember," and walked out of the door at a quick pace.

Only Li stood there with her palms tightly clenched... Did she really not remember? How could she not remember such a thing?

No one saw a girl with a shocked look on her face slowly walking out from the corner behind the house.