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

Although he walked around, Yuan Ge avoided the place in front where people prayed and burned incense, and only walked along the path in the backyard. This is the area where monks live, and pilgrims rarely come here.

Unexpectedly, a girl in a light blue dress came towards them from the other side of the moon-shaped gate. She had a similar facial contour, but her features were colder. She nodded slightly, looked at Wen Qian's wrapped hands, and called in a low voice, "Sister." Then she said nothing, but she did not hide the indifference in her eyes.

This is how they have been getting along all along. They are connected by blood but feel like strangers. They live under the same roof but do not interfere with each other.

Yuan Ge nodded lightly and was about to pass by when he heard Wen Ning calling again, "Sister... since you didn't die, just live well and stop doing those things. Not only does it make grandma sigh all day, but we also have to embarrass ourselves with you."

When she said this, she didn't even look at Wen Qian. She just stood straight with her chin tucked in and her eyes lowered, looking at the cobblestone path in front of her with disgust, indifference and disdain.

"Second Miss, why are you——"

Shi Yin was angry and defended her master. Wen Ning slowly raised his eyelids to look over, then retracted his gaze after a light glance. He continued to stand there with his hands held high, and said, "If I were you, I would not move forward at this moment. There are so many people talking in front of you, and they can say so many unpleasant things. Instead of going in front and getting bullied, it is better to turn around and leave now, and be free and quiet."

Yuan Ge looked at him suspiciously and frowned slightly.

In her memory, Wen Ning was proud and stubborn. She always looked down on Wen Qian, who was like a little lamb. She usually called her "sister" to show courtesy and avoid being criticized. As for other things, she thought it was a waste of her time to look at her any more. It was really abnormal for her to say such harsh and unpleasant words this time. Yuan Ge was not in a good mood to begin with. Seeing her blocking the entrance of the moon cave with an arrogant look on her face, he lost interest in shopping. He pulled the hedgehog-like Shi Yin and said in a calm voice, "It's raining heavily, let's go back."

It has been some time since Wen Qian became famous. When she was alive, the little girl only liked the person she liked and never did anything harmful to others. Yet, everyone is full of malice towards her, as if it is a sin for her to be alive and standing here.

If she really died, she could have earned a reputation as a heroine. But she didn't die, so she was left with only a bad name... Yuan Ge suddenly felt tired and didn't want to argue anymore, so he just turned around and left.

The oil-paper umbrella rubbed against the edge, making a slight friction sound. Shi Yin was still very angry. He turned around and spat, then left with the umbrella in his hand, almost in a triumphant manner.

Wen Ning stood there watching coldly, but the maid holding an umbrella beside her couldn't help but frowned and asked, "Miss... why did you wade into this mess? The eldest lady is narrow-minded to begin with, and who knows what she thinks we are doing to target her!"

Wen Ning lowered her head slightly and said softly, "I don't care what she thinks... I just don't want her to be stimulated by seeing those two people being so affectionate and do something suicidal, bringing shame to the Wen and Song families."

Thinking of the scene she had just seen in the corner, the maid shook her head and sighed, "The marriage has already been concluded, why is the eldest lady still so foolishly chasing after someone? I went to the street yesterday and heard that the eldest lady and the concubine of the Tong family had a dispute in the Sanpin Residence two days ago... I don't know what happened specifically, there are all kinds of rumors, but one thing is certain, it is related to the Second Prince."

She had no interest in Wen Qian's gossip. As she had just said, she had spoken out to stop it only because she didn't want Wen Qian to embarrass herself in the quiet Buddhist place.

She didn't come here to burn incense and pray for blessings, she just wanted to find a quiet place to think about her new song, she didn't expect to encounter such a thing, so she reached out to intervene. Wen Ning slightly curled her lips, her smile was gentle and restrained, and she said softly, "The monks live in the front, it's inconvenient to disturb them, let's go back."

……

Yuan Ge walked out along the way she came in. When she got out, she saw Song Wenyuan standing by the car. He seemed to have just finished his work and had not had time to return home. He was still wearing a black Feiyu suit and a leather belt around his waist, which made his figure look even more straight and slender, as dignified as jade. But... why did he always look so weak? She paused slightly and asked, "Why are you here? Are you not busy anymore?"

Song Wenyuan looked her up and down calmly. Seeing that her expression was much better than before, he calmed down a little and explained in a gentle voice, "I went to the county government office and thought it would be close to here, so I came here... Are you coming back?"

Although both are located in the west of Shengjing, the distance between them is far from being "close", not to mention that Ciguang Temple is halfway up the mountain. Although a road for carriages was built due to the popularity of incense, it still takes a lot of time to get there. Yuan Ge suddenly remembered what Jingchen said and pursed his lips slightly, "Yeah. It ended early in the morning. The master was so kind that he kept the vegetarian food... Actually, you didn't have to come to pick it up. If I hadn't stayed, wouldn't you have come for nothing?"

"It's a waste of time. I haven't seen Jingchen for a long time. He has sent his little monk to bring messages to me several times to ask me to play chess with him. It's just the right time for me to sit down with him and play a few games."

Yuan Ge paused as he was getting on the carriage and asked, "Are you getting off today?"

"No, it's raining. It's better to go back early."

Yuan Ge thought about it and it made sense. It was not easy to walk on this mountain road, so it was better to go back early. He nodded and got into the carriage. After entering, he noticed that this carriage was not the one he had come in. It should be Song Wenyuan's carriage. There were several documents piled up on the small table. Yuan Ge looked away as if to avoid suspicion. Unexpectedly, the next moment Song Wenyuan handed him a copy and said casually, "Take a look?"

Can you read the imperial documents casually? Yuan Ge pointed at himself and widened his eyes, "Me?"

After asking, he shook his head again, shaking it like a rattle, "No! If I watch everything, I will be the scapegoat if something goes wrong. I won't watch it!"

And quite vigilant.

Song Wenyuan smiled and shook his head. He stayed with her that night, feeling bored but not daring to sleep, so he turned over and over the papers full of words on her desk for half the night. There was a sharp edge hidden in the immature and unfamiliar hairpin-flowered small calligraphy, as if the strokes came from the hands of a beginner. Later, in the gradually bold and domineering handwriting, the traces of the beginner faded little by little.

At first he just felt it was strange but didn't investigate it deeply until the next day when he remembered the red annotations in the nameless medical book. He was not familiar with medicine and he had never read that book before, so he didn't know what annotations there were originally. Only those vermilion annotations and changes were concise and to the point, with the handwriting domineering and sharp, just like the handwriting of a little girl after she had completely shed the immaturity of a beginner!