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

Yuan Ge suddenly stopped and turned to look, his brows twisted into ravines, but his breathing was subconsciously slow, "What do you think happened to Song Wenyuan?"

Poisoned? Song Wenyuan was poisoned? Thinking back to the past few days, Song Wenyuan's face was indeed too pale. If you really look closely, he was indeed a little weak, like a weak scholar who couldn't even tie a chicken. But other than that, she didn't find anything obviously wrong... Oh, she did smell some medicine a few days ago, but Song Wenyuan had just been injured, so she didn't think much about it and just thought he hadn't recovered yet.

Nan Yin is a bit odd, has a lot of problems, and sometimes seems unreliable, but the apprentice that the old man has chosen has first-class talents and abilities. If he is helpless, it must be really difficult. Yuan Ge took two steps back, lowered his eyes to look at him, and asked seriously, "What kind of poison can't even you cure it?"

But she seemed to have forgotten that this man was not only drunk at the moment, he even thought he was drunk in a dream, and it was impossible to communicate normally.

He tilted his head and stared at Yuan Ge for a long while, then suddenly grinned and chuckled, "Is it strange that I can't detoxify the poison? I can't detoxify Yuan Ge's poison... What poison? Why should I tell you, you are not Yuan Ge... Yuan Ge is prettier and smarter than you, she can detoxify... But she is dead and can't get up!" After saying that, he started to cry again, cried for a while and then laughed, confused at one moment, and even more confused at another.

Yuan Ge choked. This guy was not like this last time when he was drunk. Or did he change his name and even his temperament? Seeing his voice becoming more and more uncontrollable, Yuan Ge bit her back teeth and remained silent for a moment. In the end, she turned around and left - she was also stupid to try to get any definite information from a drunkard.

If Song Wenyuan was really poisoned, she would always be able to find out. As for this drunkard... let him die of drunkenness in his dream!

The clouds were blown by the wind, covering the moon.

The night was dark and obscure. The figure walking away calmly had a kind of loneliness and pride of being isolated from the world. Xu Chengjin stared at him blankly, raised his hand for a while, and slowly made a grabbing motion. Then he kept sitting there in this motion for a long time, before he stumbled to his feet to find his own wine jar. While searching, he laughed softly, "Yuan Ge, I was walking on the street that day, and saw someone who looked three points like you, and I panicked... But after all, I was not as good as you. Yuan Ge, they said that you fell off a cliff and fell into a snake cave, and your face was disfigured... You must have been in a lot of pain at the time, right?"

He touched the wine jar, but the wine inside had already spilled. He shook it, but heard no sound. So he threw it aside and sat on the ground leaning against the rockery, looking up at the high and deep night sky, talking to himself, "Yuan Ge... I have been thinking these days, if I had stayed in Zhixuan Mountain for a few more days, waited for you to come back, and invited you to go with me, today... would you not have this disaster? Would everything be different?"

The evening wind whimpered, blowing through the treetops, rustling, and everything was silent.

He slowly curled up his body, and as his chest rose and fell, it seemed as if something was stuck in his throat. Every deep breath was accompanied by choked and broken notes, like the howl of a wild beast.

This question is destined to have no answer.

……

Xu Chengjin slept all night leaning against the rockery in the back garden. When he was woken up by the servants in the morning, he sneezed loudly - he caught a cold.

As for what happened last night, he seemed to be completely unaware, or he vaguely remembered something, but just thought it was a dream. So at this moment, he rubbed his aching neck, frowned and looked down at his clothes that seemed to have rolled in the mud, stood there with disgust, and for a long while...he cursed softly, and went to Qichi Pavilion to take a bath and change clothes.

Lin Mu was dumbfounded when he saw him. This gentleman had dinner in Qichi Pavilion last night. Not long after the meal, he left with a jar of wine. Looking at him now, it seemed as if he had slept in a pigsty last night.

"Mr. Xu, where are you from? Did you fight with someone so early in the morning?"

Xu Chengjin clenched his teeth and cursed softly. He looked up and saw Song Wenyuan standing there calmly and distantly. He clenched his teeth again and sneered after a while, "You really are not worried at all."

"worry about what?"

"You're worried about the remaining half of your life!" Xu Chengjin tugged at his wrinkled and dirty clothes, and told Lin Mu to prepare hot water for a bath. He sighed softly at the other party, his tone soft and helpless, "She's dead... You don't know where the person who can detoxify you is. You should cherish the remaining half of your life in the future, and don't really think you are made of iron."

Song Wenyuan didn't respond, but just asked casually, "Awake?"

This "awakening" is naturally different from that "awakening". Xu Chengjin sneered, and then said sullenly as if he had lost all his energy, "What if I don't wake up? I was in a daze all day in that small town, and finally I had to admit that I was a coward who didn't even have the courage to set foot on Zhixuan Mountain. I came back a few days ago, and after I came back, I hid and drank alone, thinking that I would be fine after getting drunk... But I still have a long life, I can't always be drunk... She will laugh at me."

Fortunately, the damage was not too severe. Song Wenyuan nodded, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked the guy up and down, frowning, "You are so dirty."

...For a moment, Xu Chengjin felt that he shouldn't worry about this and that for him! Song Wenyuan had no conscience at all. The poison was too mild. He should suffer the same pain every day.

But what he said was even more contemptuous of himself. "Is the medicine you asked Lin Mu to bring me still there?"

"What medicine?" Song Wenyuan had completely forgotten.

"It was that day when you asked Lin Mu to bring it to me overnight. I had drunk some wine and went to bed early, so I didn't see it until the morning." He spoke casually, but there seemed to be something hidden in his eyes, which was not clear.

Song Wenyuan recalled this and said, "Oh... Are you talking about the bottle of medicine that you said was worthless? You should ask Lin Mu about this. Since you swore that it was useless, I asked Lin Mu to keep it. What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the medicine?"

"Nothing, I just thought of asking...who gave you the medicine?"

I don't know if it was Song Wenyuan's illusion, but Xu Chengjin's expression at the moment looked a little complicated and strange, as if too many conflicting emotions were mixed together. Song Wenyuan frowned slightly, but didn't dwell on it, and just told the truth, "Wen Qian gave it to me. She said she was thanking me for accompanying her home. Speaking of which..."