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

Now that he recognized the person and understood his intention, Xiang Liangcai was no longer afraid. He glanced at the box in his arms and grinned with his uneven yellow teeth, "Mrs. Song...right? Hey, look at the mess you've made...I went to your brother's place first because I thought Brother Wen might be interested in this purple-leafed Polygonum multiflorum, but you guys just broke the deal...I won't hide it from you. Now this Doctor Zhang is offering 50,000 yuan. Tell me, if I don't make the 50,000 yuan and go and earn your 30,000 yuan, wouldn't that be stupid?"

"Your business is really not very open. You are a good young lady, but you have to hide your identity and pretend to be a servant!" Xiang Liangcai was furious when he thought of the beautiful servant who suddenly turned into such a woman. He snorted and said, "Besides, Lord Zhang is much more sincere than you. The deal has not been concluded yet, but he has already paid a deposit of 5,000 taels and arranged such a luxurious and exquisite pleasure boat to entertain Xiang. He is much more generous than some young masters of noble families who look rich but are actually stingy!"

After saying this, he rolled his eyes with the corners of his mouth. The useless pleasure boat that was a waste of time in his eyes at that time now became a manifestation of the other party's sincerity.

So proud!

"Doctor Zhang..." Yuan Ge smiled good-naturedly, nodded to Doctor Zhang, who had stood up without knowing when and was rubbing his hands and smiling like a stiff country bumpkin, and asked, "Which clinic is Doctor Zhang working for?"

Xiang Liangcai's nostrils were pointed at the ceiling. The pupils in his small eyes could no longer be seen, leaving only muddy yellow eye whites. He sneered unhappily, "Why, are you Wen family planning to lure people to your own pharmacy? In this way, without spending a penny, this purple-leafed Polygonum multiflorum will go into your pockets, right? What a loud calculation!"

"I'm just asking." Yuan Ge smiled. "You've already pocketed 50,000 taels, so why do you care who gets the thing in the end? Even if Doctor Zhang gets off the boat, I'll just put him in a sack and beat him up and snatch the thing away. That's my ability, right? Doctor Zhang, right? Don't be nervous. I'm just talking casually. We are civilized people and don't do things like robbing... Doctor Zhang looks familiar. Could it be that he has some connection with the head of the Imperial Hospital, Zhang?"

"No, no, no, I'm just an ordinary person. How can I have anything to do with the head of the Imperial Hospital? I'm the Zhang who speaks eloquently, not the Zhang in Zhang's head..." Doctor Zhang smiled awkwardly, and then turned around and poured a cup of tea, "Young Madam, have some tea, don't just stand there. It's so awkward." As he spoke, he held the tea in both hands and handed it to Yuan Ge. Xiang Liangcai looked at him like a lackey and turned his eyes away with disdain: lackey! No backbone at all! This kind of lackey might even spend 50,000 taels to buy a purple-leafed Polygonum multiflorum and then directly offer it to the Wen family...

Doctor Zhang bent down slightly and smiled apologetically, holding the teacup in both hands and handed it over. Yuan Ge reached out to take it.

In the blink of an eye, Doctor Zhang suddenly threw the teacup in his hand towards Yuan Ge's head. The teacup was thrown, and the dagger came out. Doctor Zhang, who had a simple smile on his face just now, suddenly changed his face and rushed towards Yuan Ge with the dagger in his hand. How could he be a scholar? Yuan Ge took the flying teacup with one hand, lifted the curtain in his hand to block the opponent's sight, and turned around to flash through the curtain and appeared behind the opponent. The hairpin that was clenched in his palm early in the morning hit the opponent's neck directly. This action was completed in one go. Before the teacup in his hand was put down, the curtain next to it was suddenly lifted, and two masked men with daggers rushed out, rushing towards Yuan Ge without saying a word...

Song Wenyuan went up to the second floor and saw his weak wife kicking the masked man on the ground. She made a beautiful flower with the dagger in her hand and smiled gently with bright eyes and white teeth, "I improved it based on the original one and named it 'Sealing Throat'. You are the first lucky person to experience it. How is it? Are you touched?"

The gentle and beautiful appearance cannot suppress the unruly soul, which shines out from between the eyebrows and eyes, as dazzling as the sun in the sky.

At the side, Xu Chengjin knocked another man in black unconscious with a fan. He turned around and yelled, "You little bitch, you have such a treasure but you don't know how to share it with me. You insist on using the fan to beat and kill people. How disgraceful, how disgraceful!"

Yuan Ge glanced at him and said, "Tsk! You are not a gentleman at all." After that, he kicked the man in black on the ground and explained, "Poison is useful, but we have to keep some alive. If they are all dead, who will we interrogate?"

Song Wenyuan stood at the stairs, staring at this almost unfamiliar woman. His ink-like pupils were like a sponge with huge waves under the moonless night sky. The black waves swept in layer by layer, and then retreated layer by layer, and finally slowly returned to calm, as if there had never been any storm.

He tightened his hands at his side, and asked Jianshu, who was guarding the stairs, expressionlessly for a long while, "Didn't I ask you to protect the young lady?"

Jianshu glanced at the young lady who didn't need anyone to protect her, and reported almost straightforwardly, "The young lady told me to stay here. She said that there was an ambush downstairs, but that didn't mean there wasn't one upstairs. Now that you have no ability to protect yourself and you are the target of everyone's criticism, I told you to wait here for you to come up, and to keep an eye on you and not let you do anything."

Very good, that is indeed her style. She says nothing but has everything arranged. It makes people angry but there is nothing they can do about it.

Xiang Liangcai curled up in a corner, looking at this and that. After a while, he realized what was happening and yelled, "Murder! Miss Wen killed someone! Someone come quickly! Miss Wen killed someone!"

Song Wenyuan walked over with a dark face and clenched fists. Suddenly, he paused and tilted his head to look at the room next to him... With such a big commotion, almost all the guests were hiding behind the door curtains, spying and holding their breath nervously. The door curtains were falling straight down. Only in this room, there was obviously someone sitting there, with their breathing slow and fast, which was a bit strange.

He was about to go forward to investigate, but heard a shout belatedly, "How dare you! Fighting and killing in my pleasure boat, do you really think I'm dead?!"

After he finished speaking, Wen Peiji looked over with a slightly gloomy look in his eyes.

The person who came was a woman, wearing a light green skirt, a dark green cloak that trailed on the ground, and pure white fur trim. She was graceful and gorgeous, with only a brocade handkerchief covering her face. Behind the handkerchief, her eyes were filled with anger. She quickly swept her gaze over Wen Peiji and landed precisely on Song Wenyuan. "Sir Song, if I remember correctly, you are not on the list of guests on the second floor today. Can you give me an explanation as to why you are... making trouble here?"

The last two words were pronounced with a strong emphasis, carrying a hint of chilliness.