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

Song Wenyuan sent Wang out the door, said a few words to comfort her, and just as he turned around and stepped into the courtyard, he saw Yuan Ge standing on the steps looking at him. There was a faint curve at the corner of his mouth, but there was no smile in his peach blossom eyes, which were as cold as the sunshine in an autumn morning.

"Eat? Drink? Get rid of bad luck?" the little girl asked, stepping down a step. Her words were sarcastic and sharp, like a knife. "There's no room left, right? Adding a few more cushions won't look nice. How can we stand and drink together?"

Yuan Ge has no taboos when it comes to her own mouth, let alone others.

Song Wenyuan looked at Yuan Ge, who was standing an arm's length away from him after a few words, and explained patiently, almost like coaxing a child, "It's not that serious. We are all colleagues, and we have some friendship in the past. The blow was not heavy, and it will be healed in a few days."

"If mother hadn't come, you wouldn't have told me?"

"It's just some superficial injuries, there's no need to make such a fuss... Besides, getting beaten is shameful, there's really no need to mention it."

Wang was standing outside the moon-shaped door of Luofengxuan and had not left yet. She stood under the ancient maple tree outside the door for a while, and then she heard voices coming from inside. The woman's voice was delicate and a little charming, and it was completely different from the liveliness when she spoke to herself. The man's voice also contained a doting and helplessness that she had never heard before. It was Song Wenyuan, whom she hardly knew.

She looked up at the large patches of red leaves above her head and murmured, "Could this Wen Qian be a fox that has turned into a spirit and can seduce souls?"

Nanny Sun supported Wang and walked back. After a while, she came closer and whispered, "I heard that although they don't live together anymore, they eat together. Aunt Gui cooks... Aunt Gui is also coaxed into a happy mood and helps take care of the Wen family's child every day. I think she is a capable person."

Wang paused for a moment and smiled in an ambiguous way, "I thought she would never amount to anything, so I just left her there and ignored her... I didn't expect that I underestimated her. I worked so hard to carry her for ten months and gave birth to my son, I can't let her ruin him."

"Madam, you are right. I think this girl is very evil. She is a bit treacherous and difficult to deal with. Why don't you call my cousin over here?"

This time, Wang didn't say anything. She just looked at the stone road under her feet and sighed softly.

Over there, Yuan Ge pursed his lips and raised his hand, silently signaling. A strand of hair on his head was sticking up, and he looked a little cute with a fierce look on his face.

Song Wenyuan's eyes curled up into a gentle smile. After a while, he raised his hand, but did not put it in her open palm. He just touched her neck very gently, "Does it still hurt?"

This man... Yuan Ge rolled her eyes in annoyance, "Not as painful as Lord Song's buttocks." After saying that, she raised her open palm again, but Song Wenyuan lowered his eyebrows and did not move. She immediately reacted - this man was hiding something because he was afraid that the secret that he thought he had covered tightly but had actually been exposed for a long time would be discovered.

Yuan Ge snorted coldly, withdrew her hand, turned around and walked into the house. The words "I won't serve you anymore" were written all over her body and even on every strand of her hair.

He had just taken two steps when his wrist was grabbed by the person behind him. Yuan Ge turned around and saw a look of "no entry" on his face.

Song Wenyuan turned a blind eye and held her hand to his pulse... The slightly cool fingertips fell on his skin, and his heart collapsed for no reason, soft and messy. He lowered his head and stared at her hair, chuckling, "I'm not old, but I have a bad temper... It's just that my pulse is different from others, I'm afraid it will scare you."

Xu Chengjin was so frightened the first time that his face turned pale.

How could the pulse of a person who was poisoned by the Nine-Turn Heartbreak Powder be different from that of an ordinary person? Yuan Ge lowered his eyebrows and felt the pulse under his fingertips. Perhaps because of the injury, the pulse became more and more chaotic. If it were an ordinary person, he would probably be lying on the bed breathing out more than breathing in, but this person could still stand in front of him and smile calmly.

Yuan Ge led the wrist and walked to the recliner, handing him an empty teacup. Although Song Wenyuan didn't understand, he still took it obediently. Unexpectedly, the next moment, Yuan Ge pressed hard on a certain acupuncture point of his, and a fishy and sweet taste suddenly surged in his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood... His face seemed to be paler, even his lips looked pale, but there was blood at the corner of his mouth, adding a touch of gorgeousness and demonic aura.

The look when he lowered his eyes showed a kind of fragility that was alluring.

Yuan Ge coughed, somewhat unnaturally avoiding the other person's sight, took the teacup with blood spit out, and put it aside very naturally as if inadvertently, and then explained in a calm voice, "Don't hold it in. If you don't spit out the blood clots, it will hurt your body... Mr. Xu's medical skills are still a little lacking."

Xu Chengjin didn't take Song Wenyuan's pulse at all. Ever since Song Wenyuan was poisoned, Xu Chengjin rarely took his pulse. He said that he felt scared every time he took his pulse. In comparison, this kind of skin injury could be healed by applying some golden wound medicine.

Song Wenyuan did not refute, "Yes, it is lacking a little. So I have to trouble you, Miss Wen, to take care of my injury."

One of them did not mention the strange pulse condition, and the other did not mention the poison in his body. Even though he had personally handed his wrist to the other, the two of them still tacitly... avoided this somewhat heavy and inappropriate topic.

After prescribing the medicine and sending Song Wenyuan away, Yuan Ge looked at the white porcelain cup filled with blood. After a while, she carefully picked up the cup of blood and walked into the inner room.

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The emperor's attitude towards Qin Yongpei's marriage was unclear, but it could not extinguish the queen's love for Miss Tong. Every now and then, Tong Yuhan would go to the palace to chat with the queen. She usually went there in the afternoon, had dinner in the palace, and then was sent back by the second prince himself.

The Queen was in a good mood today and pestered the youngster to drink some wine. Miss Tong was not very drunk and felt a little dizzy on the way back. Finally, she took a nap in Qin Yongpei's carriage and woke up only when the carriage stopped at the door of Tong's house.

She was still a little dazed when she woke up. When she stood up, the handkerchief around her waist fell to the ground. She bent down to pick it up, but unexpectedly, she picked up another handkerchief that did not belong to her from under the seat - a handkerchief embroidered with a crabapple tree, with two small words outlined in black lines in the lower right corner, Wanzhen.

Miss Tong suddenly shuddered all over, and for no reason she thought of Tong Wanzhen whom she bumped into at the corner that night... Somehow, she rolled up the handkerchief into her palm and clenched it tightly, her palm hurting, but her face remained gentle and dignified. She bowed and said goodbye, "The wind has sobered me up, but I have goose bumps... I am sorry for being rude tonight, Your Highness, please go back and rest early."

"I'll watch Yu'er go in before I leave."

As gentle and intimate as ever, but this time, Tong Yuhan felt a chill all over her body.