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

Just as he was gritting his teeth, an old lady with white hair and beard came over tremblingly with a cane, calling "Baoer" and saying, "Baoer... my Baoer... you are finally back..."

Yuan Ge trembled all over and froze on the spot - Grandfather, that was also how he called her.

She was a naughty monkey and a devil on Zhixuan Mountain. Over the years, my grandfather had to clean up countless messes. But he never cared. He just touched her head and said with a smile, "My Baoer is still young. When she grows up, gets married, has children and becomes a mother, she won't be able to get into trouble anymore. Now is the time when grandpa can still protect you. It's okay!"

Yuan Ge is eighteen years old, which is not really "young". He is two years older than Wen Qian.

I wonder how much of a blow my grandfather will feel when he comes out of seclusion and sees that his precious child is left with only a coffin and a small tablet...

While she was stunned, the old woman had already walked up to her. She ignored Song Wenyuan who was greeting her and grabbed Yuan Ge's hand and looked it up and down. Suddenly, she saw the scratches on her wrist and her face changed. She wanted to touch her with one hand but didn't dare to. She stopped there and trembled, her voice trembling, "What, what happened?"

The bloody scar was faintly purple and blue, which was really scary and ugly.

Song Wenyuan pursed her lips and was about to interrupt to explain when she heard Yuan Ge laughing, taking the old lady's arm and coaxing her as they walked in, "Grandma...it's okay. You know, on the day of our wedding, my granddaughter accidentally fell into the water, and this was caught when she was rescued. They're eager to save her. It's okay, it just looks a little ugly, but it will be fine in a few days...Grandma, did you miss me?" She knew that her behavior was very un-"Wen Qian". Wen Qian had always been cautious, well-behaved and polite. Even when facing her grandmother who was devoted to her, she would never act like a spoiled child like this.

But, so what? Facing the old man who only cares about me, I want to get close to him for no reason, just like getting close to the dear relative on the distant Zhixuan Mountain.

Even if it's exposed, I'll admit it - at most I'll say I fell into the water, my temperament has changed drastically, and I'm a little forgetful, but this body is Wen Qian's anyway.

The old lady was obviously stunned as well, then she smiled with her eyes narrowed, and as she smiled she slapped the back of her hand again, very lightly, obviously reluctant to hit her too hard, and muttered, "Look at you! What the hell did you do during that period...you...I was so worried when the news came back...was it really, an accident?" She obviously didn't believe it, and because there were outsiders present, she kept her voice low and whispered.

"Yes. That yard has been uninhabited for a long time. It was probably due to the servants' negligence. The cobblestones on the roadside were covered with moss. My head was carrying such a heavy thing, and I couldn't see clearly. As a result, my foot slipped... If you don't believe me, ask my husband!" After she said that, she winked at Song Wenyuan beside her. She told the lie calmly without blinking.

On the day of the wedding, no one from the Wen family went to the wedding, except for a sound recorder. As for the rumors outside, there were so many different versions, but they were all just words without any evidence, so whatever she said was the truth.

Song Wenyuan agreed calmly, "That's right, old lady. This matter was indeed the negligence of the younger generation."

The old lady finally gave Song Wenyuan her first look of the day. The kind-looking old lady smiled and looked at him with eyes that were obviously different from the way she looked at Yuan Ge. She was still smiling, but with a little more courtesy and distance. She nodded slightly and greeted, "Sir Song."

One called her Old Madam and the other called her Lord Song, with an unspoken distance between them.

Even though she knew that the so-called "accidental fall into the water" was not credible at all, both parties accepted this statement, and this was the best outcome.

This girl seemed to have been cursed by someone before, and she was crazy and wanted to marry the second prince, even at the cost of her life. No matter how I talked, persuaded, or coaxed her, it was useless. Her old bones have lost many years of life! Now that her grandson-in-law can accompany her back home, it is already very good. Thinking of this, she just nodded and patted Yuan Ge's hand, muttering in fear, "Okay, okay... It was a close call, it was a close call... Don't do this again in the future, understand?"

"Okay... Granddaughter knows." Yuan Ge leaned on the old lady's shoulder with her head tilted and acted like a spoiled child. Seeing the middle-aged man standing at the door with his hands behind his back, he straightened up slightly and called in a low voice, "Father."

The man at the door had a serious square face and was wearing a wrinkle-free navy blue robe. His long hair was fastened with a gold hairpin, meticulously styled.

This shows his upright and proper character.

It was none other than Wen Changling, the current Minister of Revenue, His Majesty's most trusted right-hand man and the money bag of the Dayao Empire.

He stood at the door and responded in a low and calm voice, "Hmm", and scanned Yuan Ge from head to toe before looking at Song Wenyuan beside Yuan Ge. He cupped his hands and saluted according to the rules of the court, "Sir Song."

Song Wenyuan then returned the greeting, "Minister Wen."

It wasn't just a young couple returning home, it was more like a colleague coming to visit.

The servants behind her, who were carrying many gift boxes of various sizes, looked at each other in bewilderment, not knowing what was going on. The maid next to the old lady was very tactful and took everyone to the side.

After entering the main hall and sitting down, the old lady held Yuan Ge's hand and asked about his well-being. Wen Changling accompanied Song Wenyuan to drink tea. Both of them were speechless. The atmosphere between them was not even like that of unfamiliar colleagues. It seemed as if the words "I have nothing to say to him" were written all over their bodies.

What's going on with these two? Even colleagues have to pretend to be polite when they meet, how can they be considered father-in-law and son-in-law? Is that it? Yuan Ge's eyebrows jumped slightly, and he found a topic to ask Wen Changling, "Father, why don't you see mother?"

Wen Changling looked at her in surprise. This child usually acted like a mouse seeing a cat when she saw her mother Jiang. Jiang knew this, so she made excuses and didn't show up. Wen Changling's expression became a little gentler, and he said, "Your mother is preparing in the kitchen and will be here soon. If you want anything to eat, ask the servants to tell the kitchen."

"My daughter is fine. It's just that it's been hot these past two days, so I want to eat something light... Please ask mother to come and rest, and leave the kitchen to the cook."

As soon as Yuan Ge finished speaking, the old lady asked, "Eh?" "You usually say you have no appetite for light food and prefer sweet and strong food. Why do you like light food today?"

...Wen Qian's taste is completely different from hers. Yuan Ge smiled awkwardly and said, "Maybe I'm tired these days, and the hot summer hasn't subsided yet, so I don't have much appetite."

The old lady nodded slowly, believing it. Feeling distressed, she turned around and told the nanny beside her to run to the kitchen to tell them.

There, Song Wenyuan, who had been watching from the sidelines while holding the teacup, suddenly stroked the wall of the cup... He always felt that there was still a little touch left on his fingertips, warm and silky, like the most precious warm jade.