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

As Song Wenyuan expected, the news of her death came out within a few days - Tong Wanzhen fell ill due to weakness from miscarriage and the grief of losing her son. She was gone within two or three days.

But what followed was that the rumors about Tong Wanzhen became more and more exaggerated. Even the news that she used witchcraft to have a child was described vividly, as if it was seen with one's own eyes. For a time, Tong Wanzhen's reputation plummeted. She framed her best friend, schemed against her own sister, seduced her brother-in-law, and got pregnant before marriage. These infamy not only did not disappear with her death, but instead intensified.

Normally, some things involving the reputation of the royal family should not be spread, and gossip involving the royal family should not be spread so unscrupulously. But this time it was very strange, as if someone was fanning the flames.

At first, Yuan Ge was a little confused about the meaning, until early that morning, when Yao Yunfeng saw the girl, Zhitao, who had been missing for a long time, at the gate of Jingzhao Prefecture.

But she looked stupid.

A dishevelled girl was sitting on the steps at the gate of Jingzhao Prefecture. It was a winter morning, and she was still wearing the same clothes she had worn when she disappeared, a thin long skirt and an equally thin coat, both of which were dirty, as if she had rolled around in the mud in the mountains for several times. She was wearing only one embroidered shoe of unknown color, and the other shoe had gone somewhere unknown. Her exposed hands and feet were frozen purple, but she seemed unaware of it. She tilted her head to look at Yao Yunfeng, stunned for a long while, then smiled foolishly, and as she smiled, she started to cry, sobbing loudly and pounding the steps as she cried.

Lord Yao, who had been looking at Zhitao's portrait every day these days, immediately recognized the little girl from her disheveled and almost messy appearance.

It took him a lot of effort to coax and trick the person into coming in, and he quickly asked someone to invite Song Wenyuan and Yuan Ge over.

Yuan Ge came very quickly. Zhi Tao had calmed down by then. His face was clean, but his messy hair was still spread out on his head like a chicken coop. He wore a errand coat over his dirty clothes. Although it was not thick, it was much better inside the house. His complexion was also much better than before, but his eyes were still confused. When he saw Yuan Ge and Song Wenyuan, he was stunned for a while, then suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Yuan Ge, grinning, "I know you. I've seen you in my dream."

He enunciated his words clearly and spoke slowly, with every word and sentence emphasized. His meaning was odd and he looked a bit foolish, yet amidst Yuan Ge's female attire, he looked like a scholar.

Lord Song's face turned slightly cold and he snorted. For a moment, he regretted bringing the girl with him - his girl was beautiful. He didn't meet any man who was thinking about her, but he did meet a woman who was thinking about her. Even though she was stupid, she didn't forget him. This was the first time in history that this had happened. He was so angry that he could not do anything... He could not argue with an insane woman.

So, Lord Song pulled Yuan Ge to his side with a stern face and clasped his fingers together as if to declare his sovereignty.

Yao Yunfeng felt that after not seeing him for many days, Commander Song, who used to be very mature beyond his years, had become more and more childish.

Yuan Ge also smiled, and patted the back of Song Wenyuan's hand in a good-natured manner as if to comfort him. He walked up to Zhitao, bent down slightly to look at her, and asked with a smile, "Really? I also think you look familiar, but I just can't remember it for a moment. What's your name?"

The other party frowned and shook his head, "I... I don't know. I seem to have forgotten a lot of things. They should be very important things, or very sad things. But... I have words here."

The little girl calmed down, spoke clearly but looked a little confused, and slowly spread out her right palm.

Yuan Ge lowered his eyebrows and looked, and was suddenly startled. The palm of his hand, which was delicate in the past, was now covered with criss-crossing scars. Six words could be vaguely made out of those scars: Tong Wanzhen hurt us. The little girl's palm was small, and the messy scars were shocking.

Zhitao just looked at her palm quietly, with no emotion other than confusion. She said in a very slow voice, "Tong Wanzhen... is that a name? But I don't know her. I don't even know if I carved it myself. Here..." She pointed to her head, "I forgot a lot of things here, I don't remember anyone, and I don't remember anything. I just feel that I should be very sad, and I just feel that I should know you."

Such clear words, she was not stupid, she just lost her memory, and it seemed that she was no longer as reserved and timid as before.

Almost instantly, Yuan Ge suddenly realized that the rumors that were deliberately guided by others were just a prelude to today's incident - they wanted to push the blame of the missing girls on Tong Wanzhen, they wanted the world to believe that those women were killed by Tong Wanzhen, and that Tong Wanzhen killed people just to use evil magic to have a child!

The dead cannot speak; they are the best scapegoats.

Yuan Ge reached out and placed his hand on Zhi Tao's wrist. The other party subconsciously dodged, but soon stopped dodging and just looked up at Yuan Ge. His pair of dark eyes were like the first person a newborn bird sees after opening its eyes.

Seeing that Yuan Ge remained silent for a long time, Yao Yunfeng leaned forward and asked, "How is it?" The case of the missing girl has been dragged on for too long. Not to mention that the people have opinions, even His Majesty has opinions. If there is still no solution before the New Year, I am afraid that my official position will end this year.

Yuan Ge withdrew her hand and shook her head slowly, so she could talk outside. When she turned around, her sleeve was pulled. Chickling pulled her and asked pitifully, "Where are you going? I, I don't know anyone. Can you take me with you?"

"No!" Lord Song didn't even think twice and slapped the skinny chicken claw away. "My family is poor and can't afford to support you."

Commander Song, who married the daughter of the Wen family, said that his family was too poor to raise a little girl - Yao Yunfeng felt that although the timing was a bit inappropriate, he still wanted to laugh. Lord Yao did not forget his identity after all, the parent official of Shengjing City, so he comforted the frightened chick with a pleasant face, "It's okay, we just went out to talk and will be back later. You sit here for a while and drink some tea to warm yourself up, okay?"

Zhitao looked at Yuan Ge, and when she saw Yuan Ge suppress his raised lips and nodded silently, she nodded seriously and said, "Okay."

The three of them walked into the yard, and from their angle they could just see Zhitao in the house without being discovered.

Yuan Ge's expression gradually became serious. He looked at Yao Yunfeng and said, "There is a blood clot in his brain and his amnesia is real. However, the scar is on his right hand, so it is obviously not inflicted by himself. Lord Yao... I am afraid this matter involves a lot of people. Are you sure you want to investigate further?"