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

The ferocious wolf cub was wearing a harmless sheepskin, but he forgot to hide the shrewd and calculating light in his eyes.

What she was thinking, she couldn't hide in her eyes. All her calculations seemed a bit childish to Song Wenyuan. He stood with his hands behind his back and said perfunctorily, "I have asked what I wanted to ask, but the girl didn't give me an answer. In this case, there is nothing else I want to ask... Let's wait for Lord Yao to interrogate the rest."

Asked? What did he ask? Where did she go? Just... that's it?

Jin Su didn't believe it. She was like a spirit that bewitched monks into falling into the mortal world. She half stood up and leaned towards Song Wenyuan, asking softly, "Lord Song only asked where she went, but didn't want to know how she survived? Mortal life and death are determined by heaven. Once dead, dead is dead. How can there be any ability to resurrect after death, or to resurrect in someone else's body... Lord Song, isn't he curious about this? And... I heard that Lord Song and Nan Yin are also good friends. If that's the case, Lord Song, don't you want to know how good the relationship between Yuan Ge and Nan Yin is?"

Song Wenyuan's eyes suddenly darkened.

He slowly took a half step forward to close the distance, but his eyes were slightly sarcastic, and he sneered, "She told me about you, saying that you were a maid beside her, but now it seems that you are just a treacherous thing... It is said that Yuan Ge is very capable, and I don't think it's a good idea to keep someone like you around. If you want to hold on to these self-righteous "secrets" and want to negotiate with me, then you are too naive. The Nan Yin you mentioned is named Xu Chengjin, and she is my best friend. Don't call her the wrong name in the future... if you have the chance to mention her again. And the resurrected person you mentioned is my wife, and I only need to know this... As for what she has been through and what she went through to come to me, I don't need to know." Also... dare not know.

When Song Wenyuan thought about the little girl who knocked on the door of the study room on the first day of marriage and called him "husband" with a sweet smile, and had just experienced such a life-and-death catastrophe, he wanted to slap himself twice - why was he so cold? His little girl, who always had a smile on her face, was particular about her daily life, had countless strange little habits, was picky about her taste, and looked like she was well-bred, with a delicate skin and tender flesh, and looked like she had never suffered a bit of hardship.

He once thought that her greatest hardship was meeting Tong Wanzhen, which was not a big deal considering the girl's personality, but he never expected that... beneath the smiling mask, was such a patchwork soul.

Falling off a cliff, being trapped in a snake den... It must be painful.

There is no one to turn to for help, and you are isolated and helpless. It must be very desperate.

How can you still laugh?

"Nonsense... Even the emperor couldn't escape the temptation of resurrection, how could you really not care? Song Wenyuan, don't you really want to know?" Jin Su didn't believe it. She was still confused. Seeing that Song Wenyuan really didn't even look at her, she rolled her eyes and came up with another plan when the temptation failed. "Sir Song... Sir Song, aren't you afraid that when the Jingzhao prefect comes to interrogate me later, I will say something nonsense and cause Sir Song some trouble that will be difficult to deal with?"

Song Wenyuan finally gave him a look.

That look...how to describe it, it was as if there had been heavy snow outside the door for days on end, so that the snow had accumulated in the eyes and had not melted yet.

Jin Su shuddered for no reason, but quickly suppressed the coldness from the bottom of her heart, and looked at him with the corners of her mouth pulled up, proud, unyielding and stubborn, as if she felt that she had won the victory.

Song Wenyuan lowered his eyebrows and took a step forward, stepping steadily on the back of the other person's hand on the ground, and slightly crushing it with his toes. He leaned over and chuckled as the other person gasped in pain, "Miss Jinsu seems to have forgotten what I do? Yao Yunfeng is a gentleman, and his interrogation methods are much gentler than mine. There are also many strange and bizarre torture instruments in the imperial prison that are not available here. If Miss Jinsu wants to die quickly, think carefully about what to say and what not to say before you speak, otherwise... I have many ways to make you want to live but not to die."

"Of course, Miss Jinsu is also a tough guy, but I heard that she is deeply in love with Brother Yuanqi and is even willing to commit murders for him. I think she is unwilling to go to see her lover with a broken body with missing arms and hands, right?"

Jin Su was stunned. Her face, which was covered with cold sweat due to the pain on the back of her hand, became even paler as paper. She was born rebellious. The more Song Wenyuan threatened her, the more she wanted to tell the world that she was not afraid of any cruel torture. She could even break her teeth and spray blood on people's faces.

But...she really didn't want to meet Yuan Qi looking so ugly.

Seeing her expression change, Song Wenyuan took back his foot from the back of her hand, and even rubbed it on the ground with some disgust, and then walked out without saying a word with his hands behind his back. When his fingertips just touched the door latch, the woman behind him laughed, "Song Wenyuan, do you really think she will come back? Do you really think she fell off the cliff? She is a genius, a doctor and a poisoner, but do you know how many people she has blocked? Song Wenyuan, she can't come back - woo!"

Before she finished her words, a figure flashed at the door, a strong wind blew, and all the furniture in the room turned into powder and flew everywhere. With the sound of the door slamming to the ground, Jinsu's shouting came to an abrupt end - Song Wenyuan, with an angry face, had already clamped her neck and lifted her up.

The pupils that had not yet dispersed the snow at that time were now dancing like a hurricane. Jin Su looked at Song Wenyuan in horror, gritting his teeth and shouting with all his might, "You, are, looking for, death!"

Her whole body was tied up, and she had no strength to struggle. She tried to twist with all her might but she was like a dying fish on a chopping board. Even she found it ridiculous.

She had difficulty breathing and her vision gradually blurred. Apart from sobbing, she couldn't even utter a complete word. She was really scared - she thought she was no longer afraid of life and death, but when death really came, she realized that she had been afraid from the beginning to the end, afraid of Yuan Qi's death, and even more afraid of her own death. So she sought the method of resurrection like crazy. For a moment, she couldn't even tell whether she wanted to resurrect Yuan Qi or her future self.

Forget it, I’m going to die anyway... If I die like this, I’ll have an intact body. But my face is disfigured. I guess Yuan Qi won’t like it?

As consciousness gradually faded away, a distant voice suddenly came to my ears, "Hey, stop, stop! Song Wenyuan, what are you doing?! Didn't you say you just wanted to talk to me in private? Do you want to be reported again? If you are reported again this time, I won't help you! Let go!"

It was Yao Yunfeng who had heard the noise and rushed over in a hurry, having just recovered from his shock.