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

At dinner time that day, Song Wenyuan did not wait for Yuan Ge at Qichi Pavilion. After asking Aunt Gui, he found out that the young lady had instructed in the morning that from now on her meals would be delivered directly to Luofengxuan.

After Aunt Gui finished speaking, she looked at Song Wenyuan and sighed, and advised earnestly, "It's not that I am being nosy. No woman can swallow this breath. Think about it, you left her in Luofeng Pavilion and ignored her, and lived in Qichi Pavilion by yourself. Who doesn't know that she is not favored by her husband? It's just that the young lady has a good temper..."

Song Wenyuan looked at the dinner in front of him, not knowing how to eat. Hearing this, he raised his eyelids and looked over, full of suspicion: Good temper? Is this Aunt Gui really talking about her young lady?

Aunt Gui obviously really thought so. She nodded and continued, "But no matter how good her temper is, she won't remain indifferent after hearing that the Qichi Pavilion, which she was not qualified to live in, was occupied by another woman first! If she remains indifferent, I'm afraid you, young master, will be the one who will be kicked out, don't you think?"

Being kicked out? Lord Song's eyes narrowed, and without even thinking about it, he refuted, "Don't even think about it!"

Aunt Gui smiled secretly in her heart, but her face did not show it at all. She still frowned with a bitter and resentful look, "Your words are useless... Although the young lady is gentle, she is also a person with her own ideas. Can you stop her from leaving? Ask yourself, which couple has been married for so long and still lives in two courtyards? It must be that the young lady is lazy and does not like to make friends with the wives of powerful families. Otherwise, sitting together like this, wouldn't she be laughed at? Is that right or not?"

Although Song Wenyuan felt that Aunt Gui's worry would not happen, even if everyone sat together, the little girl would not be laughed at for no reason.

But on second thought, he felt that there was really no need to separate the two courtyards. It was just that the little girl was obviously angry at the moment, and her mouth was filled with poison. If he rolled up his bedding and went to Luofeng Pavilion, he would be thrown out with his bedding as soon as he stepped in... Lord Song poked at the rice in his bowl, and suddenly seemed to think of something, and told Aunt Gui, "Help me find all the servants in the courtyard."

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That night, Yuan Ge went to bed early.

Unexpectedly, not long after she rested, she was awakened by the noise in the yard. When she opened her eyes, the whole window was illuminated by the fire. She was startled and was about to put on her clothes and get up, but Jianshu had already pushed the door open and said, "Madam, there's a fire in Qichi Pavilion."

A fire late at night is the most dangerous. Yuan Ge hurriedly got out of bed, grabbed the cloak on the screen and walked out, asking as he walked, "Which room is the fire? Where is Song Wenyuan? How is he? And the study in Qichi Pavilion..."

He stepped out of the threshold and almost bumped into Song Wenyuan who was about to come in.

Lord Song was wearing an ink-black cloak, and his pale face was covered with black ash, making him look disheveled and pitiful.

Behind him were servants carrying buckets of water and running to tell others, and the almost out-of-control fire illuminated the entire northwest corner of the Kejing Marquis' Mansion at night.

Under such circumstances, Lord Song still looked very calm. He steadied Yuan Ge, who was about to fall, with one hand, took the cloak from her arms and put it on, and even fastened the straps at the collar. Then he explained in a gentle voice, "I thought you would be worried, so I came here to let you know I'm safe... I forgot to close the window, and the wind blew the curtain over the charcoal brazier, and that's why it caught fire."

The corners of his mouth looked a little aggrieved, but his voice was gentle, "It's not a big deal. It's just that Qi Chi Pavilion can't be occupied for a while, so I have to stay in Luo Feng Xuan."

"Well, OK... I'll have someone clean up the side rooms." Yuan Ge agreed without questioning anything. Her eyes fell on the house that was burning more and more fiercely. She frowned suddenly, feeling that something was wrong... Doubts arose in her heart, and the questions that she had neglected in her previous worries also surfaced. She looked at the fire and the servants coming and going, and asked casually, "Is that where the study is?"

"Well, the bedroom and study are connected, so it's also in trouble." Song Wenyuan was so distracted - his hand was still lingering on her waist. There was only a thin inner garment under her cloak. The softness of her hand made his heart beat fast while he was letting his imagination run wild. How could he notice that the other party had already noticed something was wrong?

The firelight hit her eyes, and there were flickering flames dancing in her eyes.

Yuan Ge slowly raised a dangerous smile and spoke lazily, "Master Song slept very deeply this time. He woke up only after the fire had burned like this? It's good that he is fine... It's a pity that there are so many rare ancient books in the study. Master Song doesn't seem to be... worried?"

Lord Song answered very smoothly, "After all, they are just external possessions. It's not good to send people to risk rushing in to rescue them. A rare ancient book is far less valuable than a living life... Woo!" Lord Song's face turned pale. The pain from his toes spread to every part of his body almost instantly, and a layer of fine cold sweat soon broke out on his forehead.

The ten fingers are connected to the heart, and it turns out that toes also count - Lord Song realized this belatedly.

The instigator had already escaped from his clutches and stood at arm's length away from him, his arms folded, smiling coldly, "Lord Song really has a good plan, but I don't know why you set fire to your own house in the middle of the night? Do you think this autumn night is too cold and lonely?"

Ah... discovered.

Lord Song, who was discovered, touched his nose and faced the increasingly fierce fire. He admitted honestly without any embarrassment, "This Qichi Pavilion was where she lived. If you don't like it, I will burn it down and build a new one where no one has ever lived. In the future, no one else will be able to live in Qichi Pavilion except you and me. Those rare ancient books have been moved out long ago, and not a single page will be damaged."

Yuan Ge was startled, his eyes met his. The man lowered his eyebrows and looked at him. The fire in his eyes disappeared, leaving only a thick black like ink, like the boundless sea under the night, with waves sweeping in layer by layer, and then fading away layer by layer.

For a moment, Yuan Ge felt like she was a small boat on the sea, rising and falling with the waves. Her heart was hanging in her chest with mixed emotions. How could someone really set fire to the house just because of a few jokes she made?

She pressed the corners of her mouth, as if to suppress all those surging emotions. After a while, she murmured softly, "Fool..." Even if it is to be rebuilt, just postpone it. Why mobilize such a large force?

In this regard, Lord Song said: If it is not burned down, how can I live in Luofengxuan openly? As the saying goes, you can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a child, and you can't get close to your wife without sacrificing a house.