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

It was no wonder that Lin Mu thought too much about this. After all, he had experienced the young lady's temper of "I'll beat you up if you keep talking nonsense". Now when he thought about it, he felt a dull pain in his five toes...

But he thought for a moment, who would dare to throw away the things sent by the master when this lady is not here? Then he straightened his chest, put his hands behind his back, and turned back with a square step of 2.58 million. He raised his chin and lowered his eyebrows, and handed the things in his hand forward as if to show favor, "Ahem! Well, these are all sent by the master. Since the young lady is not here, you should keep them for her first! Remember, keep them well, this is a gift from the emperor, if anything goes wrong, you will be held responsible!"

The word "Imperial gift" was very useful in fooling people. The maids almost held the spices in both hands and "invited" them into the inner room.

Lin Mu put his hands behind his back, nodded calmly, turned around and walked out, stepped out of the courtyard, and ran away - that girl packed her bags and ran away from home! Would she do something embarrassing again? Should he send someone to guard the Suzaku Bridge?

"Running away from home?" Song Wenyuan looked up from his paperwork, his expression unchanged, and casually ordered, "Go ask the concierge."

Pack up your bags and run away from home? This person would rather rule the land than run away from home. Even if she really wants to run away, she will empty out all the things in Luofengxuan, and maybe move some things from Qichi Pavilion along the way... She will just pack a few bags and go out for a walk.

As expected, Lin Mu came back not long after, scratching the back of his head with an evasive expression, "The concierge said that the adopted young master of the Wen family has returned, and Madam Young invites you and him to have dinner. The Wen family's carriage came to pick him up, and I think the bundle contains gifts for the young master Wen whom I haven't seen for a long time."

Song Wenyuan finally frowned, "With me?"

Lin Mu scratched his head again, feeling somewhat embarrassed and amused, and nodded, "Yes. I invited you as well...but the young lady told the Wen family's coachman that you had gone out on errands early in the morning and didn't have time, so she went back alone."

……

Song Wenyuan finally put down the document in his hand and slowly leaned back in his chair. He looked at Lin Mu, who had dropped his head to his chest and dared not look at him after saying this. The tip of his tongue touched his cheek - he was so angry that he laughed. He suddenly felt that Lin Mu was right. Wen Qian was heartless! When she needed him, she would come to her house in person and coax him by calling him "husband". When she didn't need him, she would just say he was not there without asking him.

How come he didn't know that I was not in the mansion today?

This is so heartless!

Song Wenyuan was so angry at Yuan Ge that his teeth itched. He felt irritated for no reason and had no place to vent. He suddenly grabbed a document in front of him and threw it aside, sneering, "Whatever! I will feel uncomfortable even if I go to the Wen family. It's better to hide here and have some free time... Tell Aunt Gui that I want fish soup today. I want the same taste as last night."

The first part sounded fine, but the more he listened to the rest, the more he felt uncomfortable. Lin Mu thought, isn't this just a way of showing off? The master has become more childish when he meets this girl, and even has a picky eating habit. He wants the same food as yesterday... Didn't you say it was bland last night? But he only dared to complain in his heart, and responded honestly, "Yes... I'll go right away."

"Wait!" Song Wenyuan called him and nodded at the document he had thrown away. There was a kind of coldness and indifference in his expression that looked down on everyone equally.

Lin Mu choked. If you have the guts to throw it, then don't pick it up! Or wait for that girl to come back and ask her to pick it up! No talent! Of course, he felt that he was no talent either, so no matter how he complained in his heart or how reluctant he was, he still picked up the book with a self-righteous and enthusiastic expression and presented it with both hands - just like the maids in Luofengxuan who faced the word "imperial gift".

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Wen family.

Yuan Ge was already exhausted and out of breath after taking care of the child for less than half an hour.

The little nephew was quite well behaved, but he was too smart. He quickly played with some of the gadgets left by Wen Qian and threw them aside. He even took apart a small crossbow that he found from some corner after playing with it for a while. After taking it apart, he found that he couldn't put it back together. He probably felt embarrassed, so he smiled at Yuan Ge, pulled her hand, and called her "Auntie" in a baby voice, acting coquettishly. Yuan Ge couldn't keep a straight face anymore, and surrendered instantly.

I originally thought that this child was very good, and now that I have gotten to know him better, I find that he has a sweet mouth and a quick mind. I don't know how many girls he will cause trouble when he grows up.

Yuan Ge didn't intend to argue with him. He pinched his face and let him play in the yard by himself. He moved a stool to sit in the breeze and sighed to himself that raising a child is really a physical job. Even if you just sit like this, you have to keep your energy to deal with every "Auntie" the child calls you, because you never know what kind of "afterthoughts" will follow after each "Auntie"...

"aunt."

Look. Yuan Ge supported his chin and responded lazily. He raised his eyes and exchanged a look with Shi Yin beside him, which showed that they could empathize with each other. Then he saw the white rabbit with small arms and legs stumbling over holding a scroll taller than him, "Aunt, aunt, aunt... Grandma..."

How come "Aunt" became "Grandma"? Yuan Ge sat up, took the scroll and unfolded it. It was a painting of a beautiful woman, lying on a chaise longue, with willow branches brushing behind her. She looked back, and her half-profile face still showed her natural beauty. But for some reason, it seemed strangely familiar...

Her nephew beside her was standing on tiptoe, pointing at the upper left corner and calling out "Aunt Grandma" word by word, interrupting her thoughts. She patted his head and coaxed him, "Yes, it's Aunt's mother. You should call her Aunt Grandma according to seniority... She must have been very young when she left, but now she is a grandmother. My Zhuozhuo is really amazing, he can even read."

"Daddy taught me." The child raised his head, his face full of pride when talking about his father.

"Well, it's mainly because our Zhuozhuo is so good. If it were another child, they wouldn't necessarily remember what they were taught." She touched his head and praised with a smile, "Is there anything else you want to play? If not, why don't we go to our great-grandmother and talk to her?"

Children should be well behaved, "Okay."

Yuan Ge turned around and handed the scroll to Shi Yin, instructing, "Put it away, put it on the carriage, and take it back to the Song family later." She had to keep Wen Qian's old things properly.