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

The news was spreading in the streets that Miss Wen was so frightened that she started having a fever after returning home. Doctors went there one after another, and Master Xu even went there in person, before her condition was stabilized.

The rumor was still circulating in the streets that Minister Wen felt that the Song family had treated his daughter harshly, and in front of all the court officials he asked His Majesty to order a divorce, but his request was rejected on the spot.

"Then rumors started to spread outside that the marriage between the Wen and Song families was a sin, and it has been going on since the imperial decree to grant the marriage was issued. Perhaps the two people were not compatible, so they were both hurt." Yu Qingqing happily sipped the old hen soup that her mother had personally cooked, but she did not stop from clearly retelling the gossip she had heard along the way while sipped it.

Yuan Ge felt that Miss Yu must have practiced this skill, as she could eat and talk at the same time.

In contrast, Miss Zhong next to her felt much more uncomfortable. She tugged at Yu Qingqing's clothes several times, but seeing that she was completely indifferent, she had no choice but to remind her, "Qingqing, that was made by your mother for Qianqian, why did you drink it yourself?"

After sucking on a chicken leg, Yu Qingqing smiled and handed the food box to Yuan Ge, "Do you want to eat it?" Her face was full of reluctance.

"I just took some medicine, so I can't eat... You eat it." Yuan Ge smiled and shook his head. He was able to help Yu Qingqing out, "Let her eat enough, so she won't eat from me later."

"Look, Qianqian doesn't want to eat." With a grin on her face and a piece of shredded chicken stuck between her teeth, Yu Qingqing smiled heartlessly and with a bit of smugness. She obviously retracted her hand much faster than when she stretched it out.

Zhong Wei felt ashamed to look at her so she just turned to look at Yuan Ge. She had been listening to Yu Qingqing talking about Wen Qian and Wen Qian for the past two days and her ears were almost callused. Out of curiosity, she followed to see. She had met her once before, but she was still very different from what she had imagined. She was curled up in a chair, looking gentle and harmless. While talking, she did not forget to instruct the children beside her to practice calligraphy. Occasionally, the strokes she made when demonstrating showed a hint of sharpness, and she also had a bit of nonchalantness, which seemed to be very compatible with Qingqing.

Isn't it said that Wen Qian has no morals or talent, is just an ugly guy with nothing to offer?

It turns out that rumors cannot be fully trusted.

"Miss, the medicine is ready." Shi Yin came over with a tray with two bowls of medicine on it. She walked closer, lowered her body slightly, and handed it to me. She nodded at one of the bowls and said, "This is for my son-in-law. What's the other bowl for..."

Yuan Ge was too lazy to even get up. He pulled her neck, which was still wrapped in gauze, and raised her head. He reached for Song Wenyuan's bowl of medicine, picked it up and smelled it, then put it down and ordered, "Send it to the next door, and let Lin Mu take the remaining bowl to Lord Yao... I heard that Lord Yao was beaten after his plea for mercy failed." After all, he was also implicated by Song Wenyuan, so sending some "special medicine" to Song Wenyuan would help him maintain the relationship between the two brothers.

Zhong Wei was slightly surprised, "You also know pharmacology?"

"Hey, I don't know how to do that." Yuan Ge lay back down, waved his hands, and said casually, "The doctor prescribed medicine. There are injuries everywhere. I boiled it here... Send it over."

As he was speaking, Song Wenyuan had already stepped inside the door. Seeing the girls sitting inside, he paused for a moment and said, "We have guests."

Song Wenyuan had a bad reputation, so even Yu Qingqing felt a little reserved when she saw him. The two girls stood up and saluted.

Lord Song didn't look injured at all. He was still dressed in black as usual, looking elegant and gentle. Only a pure white blanket hung between his arms, which became the brightest color on his body. He nodded slightly, walked past the two people to Yuan Ge and handed the blanket in his arms to her, and then said, "It's been getting colder these past two days, and you like to lie outside, so I changed it to a thicker one for you, made of fox fur. Do you like it?"

The thin blanket that fell to the ground and was wet by the rain originally belonged to Qichi Pavilion. She took it because she liked it. It got wet by the rain on the ground, but she didn't throw it away. She washed it and sent it back directly. As for the statement that "it was sent by my eldest brother and cannot be washed", it was purely a fabrication made up by Yuan Ge to annoy Wang.

Miss Yuan likes furry things, so she likes this pure white fur very much. She hugged it in her arms, tilted her face up and smiled, "Then I have to be careful. I can't let it get wet and dirty."

The little girl was particular. Although dirty things were not thrown away, they were returned after washing. Seeing this, Song Wenyuan found a better one and sent it to her. He lowered his head and tucked the blanket. His expression was restrained and serious, but there was a faint smile in his eyes. "Don't worry, mother has already told us that it won't happen again."

The two unmarried girls' ears were reddened by the sight. Yu Qingqing was holding the food box and drinking the soup, but her eyes were darting around, complaining in her heart, wondering who said that the marriage between the Wen and Song families was evil. Look at this notorious Mr. Song, isn't he a gentle man now? Tsk tsk, my Qianqian is still amazing...

She seemed not to realize that she had automatically assumed the identity of "her mother's family".

Over there, Song Wenyuan was talking as he raised his hand to take the medicine bowl in Shiyin's hand. Shiyin saw something was wrong and quickly stopped him, "No, no! Son-in-law, this bowl is for Master Yao, the other bowl is yours."

Why is there also Yao Yunfeng's? And they were both beaten with sticks, so why are the prescriptions different? Song Wenyuan raised the bowl of medicine, raised his eyebrows, and asked silently.

Yuan Ge lazily raised his eyelids and sneered, "With your body, how can you be the same as a human? Lord Yao can still jump around after being beaten with ten military sticks. Can you do it?"

Yao Yunfeng's medicine is a serious medicine for treating external injuries, and Song Wenyuan's... It's a detoxifying soup medicine under the name of external injuries, and it's just preliminary. When Yuan Ge finished testing the poison in the bowl of blood last night, her eyes went dark on the spot - where is she going to find these rare treasures? There are some on Zhixuan Mountain, but you can't take people to steal your own old house, right?

Song Wenyuan understood.

In fact, until now, Song Wenyuan still didn't quite understand why he let Yuan Ge take his pulse so easily yesterday.

Maybe it was the external injury that made him tired, or maybe it was Xu Chengjin's hesitation to speak. In short, at that moment, he was like a lonely ghost who had been wandering alone in the storm for many days. When he saw a roof, he wanted to go in to avoid the wind and snow, and he didn't have the energy to care whether it was a shady shop... He lowered his eyes and looked at the bowl of medicine that belonged to him, stared at it for a long time, picked it up and drank it up.

Shiyin was about to leave, but unexpectedly he picked up another bowl.

"Eh?"

"Uncle!"

Song Wenyuan drank it as if it were some precious treasure. He savored it for a while before putting down the medicine bowl and said calmly, "Don't worry about Yao Yunfeng. He will find a doctor himself. Besides, it will be cold if you send it over, and the effect will not be good."

Yuan Ge: ...If this wasn't a prescription she wrote herself, you would have thought it was some kind of nectar.