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

Dean Zhang laughed, "Young Madam is too modest. The three words Zhixuanshan carry a lot of weight. Moreover, Yuan Ge has chosen you. I think Young Madam is quite talented in medicine. With time, you will definitely make great achievements."

Every word seemed like a compliment, but in fact it was a test. How could Yuan Ge not hear that?

She then passed by Dean Zhang and handed the medicine bowl to Song Wenyuan, then turned around and chuckled, "I am a weak woman from the inner house of the baron's mansion. All I want in this life is to marry a good man, live in harmony with my husband, and raise children. Even if I have some good talents, they have long been forgotten by the crowd in my daily waste... What achievements can I make? Dean Zhang really likes to joke."

After saying that, he pulled the corner of his mouth again and said jokingly, "Could it be that Dean Zhang thinks that a woman with some talent can become the next Yuan Ge?"

Dean Zhang laughed, but couldn't help sighing, "Miss Yuan is a genius, and now this ending can be regarded as a result of God's jealousy of talent..." This is the truth. When the news of Zhi Xuanshan reached the Imperial Hospital, he really felt sorry. No matter how the world evaluates this young lady who has superb medical skills, even more superb poison skills, cunning as a fox, and worrying quality, but for Dean Zhang, he really regrets the death of a genius.

He also knew that even if Wen Qian received personal instruction from the other party, he would still be unable to match him.

Talent is something that is determined at birth.

Song Wenyuan finished drinking the medicine. Seeing that the old man was still testing him endlessly, he lazily raised his eyelids and said, "Dean Zhang cherishes talents. Maybe he also said these words to Chengjin? But Chengjin is a slacker and doesn't have so many ambitions to achieve great things, right?"

Dean Zhang snorted reluctantly and didn't respond - that kid not only has no ambition to achieve success, but he also wants to kill all opportunities to achieve success with his own hands. I have never seen such a person! Thinking of Xu Chengjin, Dean Zhang sighed again and again, "Don't mention him, don't mention him... Which good man doesn't have ambitions to rule the world? But he has a mountain of gold and silver, but he wants to live a beggar's life!" After that, he waved his hands repeatedly, and no longer had the intention to test him. He said goodbye and left with two middle-aged doctors who had been silent since they entered the door.

Yuan Ge ordered Lin Mu to escort the man out of the house, and then he sneered, "He personally gave the good man who had great ambitions to rule the country the Nine-Turn Heartbreak Powder, and then he turned around and blamed others for having no ambitions... This old man really has a bad habit of forcing good women into prostitution!"

She spoke with indignation, her words were blunt and sharp, even a little vulgar.

Song Wenyuan was slightly stunned, and shook his head helplessly, "Qianqian... the phrase 'forcing a good woman to become a prostitute' is really not a nice one to use here... Besides, even if we really use this as a substitute, why is Xu Chengjin a 'good woman', but I am a 'prostitute', Qianqian is really too biased..."

Miss Yuan was dumbfounded, rolled her eyes for a while, took the empty bowl from him, and sneered, "I didn't expect that Lord Song would have the leisure to analyze who is a 'good' and who is a 'whore' here. It seems that the injury is almost healed. After all, it is Master Xu's medicine, which works immediately. It seems that I can get out of bed and walk tomorrow, and I can go to the palace to resign to His Majesty the day after tomorrow."

Song Wenyuan smiled good-naturedly, sat up and reached for Yuan Ge's hand. Yuan Ge was afraid that he would touch the wound, so he handed his hand to him with a cold face, "You're injured, can't you just be quiet?"

"Qianqian, do you want to travel?" He grabbed her hand, interlocked their fingers and brought them close to her, looking up at her, "Not yet. Wait a little longer, wait for two years, and when all the accounts here are settled, I will take you to travel, okay? Let's go to the south of the Yangtze River first, which is by the sea. I think you will like it. Then go to the south, where there are many exotic small countries with great customs..."

He raised his eyes to look at her, light coming from behind her head. He faced the light, squinted slightly, and imagined his future with her with a smile. His pupils were filled with her shadow.

Yuan Ge stared at Song Wenyuan, who only had him in his eyes. His heart skipped a beat, and then he suddenly pressed his mouth, "Wait two years? Sir Song, don't you know what's wrong with your body? For someone like you who doesn't take your life seriously, let alone traveling in two years, it's hard to say whether you will still be here in two years! When the time comes, will I carry your tablet and go with you to travel?"

The little girl always spoke without caring about life and death. Song Wenyuan was already used to it. He smiled and coaxed her, "It's a good idea. I'll have to trouble Madam Song then."

Shameless and quite stubborn.

Yuan Ge's face was furious, and he was about to hit him, but he didn't have the heart to slap this person who had just woken up after sleeping for many days. He clenched his teeth and said, "You wish! If you really become a tablet by then, I will use you as a table leg today, throw you into the toilet tomorrow, and take you to meet the young man in a few days, so that you can watch me being affectionate with others with your own eyes."

The first two were fine, but the last one was really cruel. Song Wenyuan smiled with his eyebrows curved, "That's great... Even though you and I are separated by the Yin and Yang, Qianqian has never forgotten me and can think of me for everything. I am very pleased."

This man!

Seeing that her cheeks were tightening, obviously she was gritting her teeth, Song Wenyuan stopped teasing her, held her hand and leaned back, his expression obviously showing a little more fatigue that was no longer disguised, but he was still gentle and comforting, "Don't worry, I said I would accompany you, and I will never break my promise. Not to mention two years, even if I accompany you for twenty years, I will not give you the chance to meet a young man."

He said it easily.

Yuan Ge pressed his lips and reminded him in a muffled voice, "Song Wenyuan... that's the Nine-turn Heartbreak Powder, and the person who can detoxify is dead. You've been poisoned for a long time, why didn't you let Xu Chengjin go to Zhixuan Mountain to find Yuan Ge earlier? Why did you have to wait until..." If he had come to find him earlier, would he have been able to get to know him as Yuan Ge? Could the fate of Yuan Ge, Wen Qian, and even Song Wenyuan be rewritten?

Unfortunately, there is no such thing.

"At first, the poison didn't often break out, and when it did, it was just a matter of one night of discomfort. If we had hastily detoxified it, Dean Zhang would have been in trouble... Do you think he really couldn't see it? He was just pretending to be deaf and dumb to shirk responsibility..." Song Wenyuan sneered, "The old man wanted to retire and return home to protect his reputation. Until this year... Not only was the pain so severe every time the poison broke out, but you also saw that I... I was like a useless person. During that time, I couldn't sleep well, and I dreamed of being chased by people..."

He lowered his head and laughed at himself, presenting all his vulnerabilities that he had never revealed to anyone to her.