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

Wang sat down on the stool brought by the maid with a stern face, then she looked at Yuan Ge from head to toe with a drooping eye, sneering, "It's said outside that you were seriously injured and dying, I came to see if it's true... Now it seems that you are alive and well."

There was a sarcastic tone to the words, and there was an obvious sense of "what a pity", as if the person was hoping that the person would die quickly.

It's just that these ladies are so proud of their status that even if they curse, their words are just sarcastic, which doesn't hurt Yuan Ge's ears at all. She smiled as if she couldn't tell good from bad, "Thank you for your concern, mother. It shows that rumors can't be trusted."

As she said this, she lowered her eyes to look at the thin blanket on the ground. Wang had thrown it so hard that half of it fell on the corridor and was already wet by the rain. She looked at it with a slightly cold look in her eyes, but still instructed Shiyin in a gentle voice, "Pick it up and throw it away. When your husband comes back, ask him to buy a new one. It must be exactly the same. I can't get used to the other shoddy ones. They rub my skin."

Shiyin suppressed her laughter, nodded and said yes, then she actually picked up the thin blanket on the ground and threw it away in front of Wang.

Wang was stunned for a moment, then realized, "What do you mean? It's just a blanket, even if it's dirty, just wash it. Why is it that you, Wen Qian, are so precious that you can't use it? Do you think it's dirty because it fell on the floor, or do you think I touched it?"

"That's not true, mother. This blanket was given to me by my eldest brother. He repeatedly told me not to wash it. Not only will it shrink after washing, but it will also become rough and not soft. So it's really not usable." Yuan Ge explained seriously, appearing to be particularly sincere and patient. As he spoke, he straightened the wrinkles on his dress from sleeping. A wisp of hair stuck up in front of his forehead, looking a little silly, a little naive, as if he didn't know the dangers and sufferings of the world.

It is not clear whether the Wang family has such a blanket. After all, although the Wang family has a deep foundation, it is not as wealthy as the Wen family. Not to mention the Kejing Earl's Mansion, which has been in decline for decades. There are not many treasures worth showing off.

But Wang suddenly felt that the daughter of the Wen family might be really stupid. She couldn't tell good words from bad words and treated everyone as a good person.

Talking to a fool is extremely tiring, so much so that after Wang took a few deep breaths, she almost forgot the reason why she came here.

Fortunately, it was just a "near miss." She straightened her face and sneered, "You are so precious that you can't even wash your blankets. When they are dirty, you ask my son to buy you one. Now my son has been implicated by you and punished by His Majesty. His salary has been deducted and he has been beaten. I don't worry or care about you at all. As a wife, it's really leisurely and comfortable to do what you have done."

Yuan Ge was slightly stunned. Was he beaten? But Lin Mu didn't mention this at all when he came over just now... It seems that the meal and drink to get rid of bad luck are all fake. I guess he is hiding from Nan Yin to apply medicine - she is still used to calling Xu Chengjin Nan Yin.

Wang was still rambling on about the duties and responsibilities a wife should observe. When she spoke these words, her back was straight, her chin slightly raised, her eyebrows drooped, and she only looked at her fingertips on her knees, maintaining a sense of pride as a descendant of the Wang family of Langya. "I know you don't have any rules in your daily life, but I don't like to follow others to learn rules and make people dislike you for nothing. But now I think it's because I, as a mother-in-law, am too kind, which causes you to cause trouble every other day..."

She tightened her hands on her knees. On her wrists was a string of large and round coral beads. She fiddled with two beads with a frown, raised her eyelids and looked over. She finally concluded her speech, "It's okay before. I don't want to delve into it. From today on, you must come to me every day at dawn to learn the rules, and don't run out if you have nothing to do."

Mao hour? At Mao hour, Miss Yuan would probably still be lying on the bed drooling!

Yuan Ge tilted his head and looked over. The corners of his mouth were still slightly raised, as if he was smiling but not smiling at all. There was no smile in his eyes. "Mother, my daughter-in-law was weak in her early years. She would be out of breath and even faint at any time. Father asked a master to look at her. The master said that my daughter-in-law has a lot of yin energy. She should get enough sleep, not get up early, and not stay with the women in the tribe for a long time. Otherwise, it might affect others."

Miss Yuan started talking nonsense again.

As soon as Song Wenyuan arrived at the door, he heard such a sentence, and his mother's almost wordless "you!", which was short and contained anger that had nowhere to vent.

Song Wenyuan suppressed the corners of his mouth, and walked in slowly with a slightly disordered breath, "Mother. Why is mother here?"

Wang suddenly turned around, stood up and went forward, holding Song Wenyuan's arm and looking him up from head to toe, and asked hurriedly, "I heard that you were beaten, and your mother was worried and came to see you. How are you? Has the doctor examined you? What did he say? Your Majesty is so cruel. He fined me the salary, but why did he beat me!"

As she spoke, she carefully examined Song Wenyuan again. He was dressed in black and looked gentle and calm. There was no sign of anything wrong with him. However, Wang's hands were trembling slightly. She asked in a trembling voice, "Does it hurt?"

Song Wenyuan subconsciously looked at Yuan Ge. The little girl was still sitting there lazily and bonelessly, not even glancing at him.

Song Wenyuan sighed silently, pulled back his arm, and then said softly, "It's okay. My son made a mistake. Even if Your Majesty is biased, you still have to give an explanation to the ministers... Speaking of which, it was Qianqian who helped catch the fugitive. Mother, don't blame her. This matter of learning the rules... don't mention it in the future."

He called "Qianqian" in a gentle voice, adding a hint of subtle doting, which entered Yuan Ge's ears. Yuan Ge lazily raised his eyelids to look over, but quickly retracted his gaze.

Wang's hand fell empty, and her heart skipped a beat. She looked up in disbelief and asked, "You...you are protecting her like this?"

Song Wenyuan's eyes passed Wang's shoulder and fell on Yuan Ge again. He said softly, "She is my wife now, I have to protect her. If she doesn't like the rules, she won't learn them. This is good. If mother thinks she is rude, please be more tolerant for her son's sake. It's not often seen anyway." After saying that, he raised his arm without saying anything, "Son will take you out."

Respectful, yet strong.

What does "I don't see them often" mean? Isn't it the daughter-in-law's duty to visit her parents-in-law every morning and evening? Why does Wen Qian live in seclusion and enjoy herself, and it is taken for granted?

The corners of Wang's mouth drooped a little bit.

She knew very well that the son she gave birth to after ten months of pregnancy seemed gentle but was actually ruthless and no one could win his heart, and no one was an exception. This time, she spoke up to protect him for the first time.