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

Luofengxuan, in the west wing.

Lin Mu handed the unused letter in his arms back to Song Wenyuan. This was the forged correspondence between Minister Wen and the deceased Yuan Ge of Zhixuan Mountain that Song Wenyuan had given him before. In this way, the young lady's identity as "Yuan Ge's anonymous disciple" which was not supported by any evidence could be truly confirmed through the mouth of a dead person.

Obviously, the young lady doesn't need it at all, and she doesn't even bother to prove herself.

But... Lin Mu looked at his master who calmly put the letters back into the drawer. He couldn't hold back some words after all, and he said hesitantly, "Master, have you ever wondered whether what the young lady said was true or not? We all know how difficult it is to enter Zhixuan Mountain. If the young lady really got the true teachings of Yuan Ge and had such medical skills, even if she was just an anonymous disciple, it would be enough to shock Shengjing City. If she had said it openly earlier, according to Wen Changling's personality of being rich, he would have praised the young lady to the sky, and would not have neglected her like this? I'm afraid... I'm afraid Qin Yongpei would not choose Tong Xiangfu either. Why didn't she say it?"

The last question was somewhat hurtful to Song Wenyuan. This unruly subordinate almost told him openly that if Wen Qian had said it earlier, this marriage would not have fallen on him.

Indeed, to the royal family, a wife with excellent medical skills would always be much more useful than a wife who was good at singing and dancing, not to mention that she was related to Zhi Xuanshan.

Song Wenyuan rolled his eyes at her, not looking happy. The girl's explanation of the matter was three-tenths true and seven-tenths false. The fact that she was an excellent doctor was true, and that she was a little bit knowledgeable in poisons was a bit of an exaggeration, but the rest was probably false. He didn't know what kind of person Yuan Ge was, but that kid Xu Chengjin was very depressed for a while after he came back. At that time, the three of them were drinking here, and Jin Yunian gave him an idea to bring back the eldest lady of Zhixuanshan, but Xu Chengjin said that the ancestor couldn't pull her back even with eight horses. Song Wenyuan always remembered this incident, and it was also that time that made him remember Yuan Ge - the living ancestor in Xu Chengjin's heart.

Song Wenyuan already had some doubts when Wen Qian first explained why she knew Yuan Ge without leaving the city. However, in the face of increasingly obvious loopholes, Lord Song began to not care.

What does it matter? His wife has some harmless little secrets, and she can hide them if she wants. Just like what Lin Mu said in Sanpinju, no matter what she looks like or what unknown experiences she has, she is still the same person.

He glanced at the drawer again, then lazily lifted his eyelids and looked over, asking Lin Mu, "How long ago did she claim that she was learning medicine on her own? Do you remember?"

How long ago? It seemed like a long time ago. At that time, the young lady had prescribed herbal tea to Aunt Gui. Only Aunt Gui was brave enough to drink it. All of them were terrified. Now that I think about it, it seems that not long has passed. It has only been a few months... The beginner has transformed into an expert.

Lin Mu was not stupid, and he immediately realized what Song Wenyuan meant. "Young Madam has been laying the groundwork for today's explanations since then? Then why is this...?"

Song Wenyuan nodded, frowning slightly. Apart from these… I think the excuse of “practicing calligraphy when I have nothing to do” was probably for the same purpose. He had seen the handwriting of small characters with flowers, serious, regular, and a little hesitant of a beginner, but it was nothing like the beautiful and sharp handwriting now, arrogant enough to form its own style. If the handwriting is like the person, then this should be the Wen Qian he knows. He really didn't understand why Wen Qian had to hide these things before. If he didn't know that there could never be two completely identical people in the world, he would have believed that Wen Qian was not Wen Qian.

What’s more, it’s Tong Wanzhen?

Facing Lin Mu's confusion after his sudden realization, Song Wenyuan didn't want to explain and had no way to explain. He just ordered, "Don't mention this matter again." He pressed the corner of his mouth and asked Lin Mu, "Xu Chengjin has been hiding from me for long enough. Let him come to Luofengxuan!"

That day, after getting off the pleasure boat, Xu Chengjin disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if he had greased his feet. There was no news from him in the following days. Even when he was seen from afar a few times, he turned around and ran away. It seemed that the word "guilty" was written all over his body.

Lin Mu lowered his head and smiled secretly, "Yes."

……

Rumors spread at the fastest speed.

In less than half a day, the news of what happened in Sanpin Residence had spread everywhere. Qin Yongpei went out early in the morning and heard the news before he returned to the mansion. He immediately went back to the courtyard where Tong Wanzhen lived. When he saw Tong Wanzhen coming towards him, he slapped her in the face and said, "You are not good enough to help, but you are always bad!"

With a slap in anger, Tong Wanzhen fell to the ground. Half of her face quickly became red and swollen. The little maid in the room crawled to help her, but Tong Wanzhen didn't get up. She just sat on the ground, covering her cheek and looking at Qin Yongpei with a ferocious face, "Your Highness..."

She called out, smiling with her eyebrows raised, just like when she used to pester him, with a bit of naivety and coquettishness. She liked to call him "Your Highness" with a slightly rising ending tone, as if she was acting coquettishly.

Today, she still called him like this, but her voice was suppressed, "Your Highness, do you know that the maid you asked me to take out was carrying a poison needle and intended to assassinate Wen Qian. Your Highness, was this your arrangement?" She covered half of her face and stared at Qin Yongpei, not avoiding his gaze and stubbornly demanding an answer.

Qin Yongpei lowered his eyes and did not hide his feelings. "Yes, it's me."

Sure enough it was him.

Yes, who else could it be besides him?

Tong Wanzhen only felt a sharp pain in her chest, and the pain spread all the way to her limbs and even her lower abdomen. But despite the pain, she just wanted to laugh, so she really laughed, covering half of her high cheek and looking at Qin Yongpei stubbornly, "So, Your Highness, have you really never thought about whether I would be killed by the furious Song Wenyuan if Wen Qian got into trouble in my hands?"

"No, you are pregnant with the emperor's grandson, you can't die."

"The heir to the throne is not a golden ticket to immunity from death!" Tong Wanzhen raised her neck and yelled at the other party, "Qin Yongpei! You bastard!"

She rarely called him by his full name, at least in Qin Yongpei's memory, such a name was very unfamiliar. Compared with the other party's excitement, he looked particularly calm, as if the slap just now had vented all his anger. At this moment, he just lowered his eyebrows and looked at the woman with red and swollen cheeks and messy hair, and said calmly, "You didn't complete what you promised me, but instead alerted the enemy. The agreement between you and me is invalid. From now on, if there is nothing else, you will stay in this yard honestly and don't go anywhere until the child is born safely."

Calm, yet heartless.