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

Even though Yuan Ge had prepared for Song Wenyuan to be poisoned, and was mentally prepared for the thorny nature of the poison, he had never expected that it would be the Nine-Turn Heart-Breaking Powder.

According to her original idea, considering that Song Wenyuan treated her well and helped her a lot during this period, she took advantage of this period to quietly cure his poison, which was also a favor. But if it was the Nine-Turn Heartbreak Powder, not to mention that it could not be cured in a short time, just the word "quietly"... it would be very difficult to do.

In order to untie the Nine-Turn Heart-Breaking Powder, one must first figure out which nine poisonous insects and herbs are in it. This requires obtaining Song Wenyuan's blood first, and then prescribing the right medicine one by one, supplemented with acupuncture and medicinal baths. This is much more difficult than taking a pulse.

Yuan Ge racked his brains for two days, but still couldn't come up with a more natural solution.

She thought of a few methods, such as taking advantage of the dark night and high wind to climb over the wall from Luofengxuan to Qichi Pavilion, knocking out a person in the yard, and then taking blood... This was easier and more familiar to Yuan Ge than killing a chicken and bleeding it, but she quickly gave up the idea. After all, it was the emperor's feet and the residence of an important minister, so she couldn't do whatever she wanted. It would be difficult to explain the purpose of her behavior later... She couldn't say that she had a nightmare and was crazy? Then tie up Song Wenyuan and throw him into the bathtub for a medicinal bath, confirming his reputation as a madman?

For example, could she repeat the old trick, throw herself into his arms, and stab him twice when he wasn't paying attention? Then use the excuse of healing him and detoxifying him at the same time? As soon as this idea came to her mind, Yuan Ge shook her head and rejected it. Not to mention whether she could hurt Song Wenyuan now, Song Wenyuan was not a fool! How could she let him get close to her for treatment after being stabbed twice?

So he imagined, overturned, overturned, and imagined again. After two days, his head ached, but he couldn't think of any solution. Yuan Ge felt that he was going crazy.

She racked her brains, while Li Jinfeng was extremely anxious. Tomorrow was the day of the Tong family's flower-viewing banquet, but there was no news from Luofengxuan. During this period, she sneaked over to peek a few times, but she only saw the little ancestor of the Wen family lying in the yard eating grapes. She was dressed in moon-white brocade, with eyebrows and eyes inherited the exquisiteness of the Wen family. She sat there with her short legs crossed, waiting for the maid to feed her grapes as a matter of course, full of dignity.

Li Jinfeng watched silently for a while, but did not go in. She turned around and left. It was hard to describe the feeling, but it was as if something was blocking her and making her feel upset.

But I never saw the child suddenly look towards the door, and after a while he turned back and asked Shiyin, "Who was the girl who talked to my aunt at the gate of our yard two days ago?" He spoke in a baby voice, with long curled eyelashes, looking like an innocent and curious white rabbit.

Shiyin didn't think much about it. While picking up a big grape to feed her, he casually said, "The eldest young master's wife's niece has lived in the mansion for a while. She is not a simple person. I don't know what she is thinking. She is not familiar with her, but she keeps getting close to the young lady for no reason..." Zhuozhuo swallowed the more unpleasant words because he was still young.

Zhuozhuo didn't ask any more questions. He just glanced in the direction of the door again, pursed his lips, and seemed to be thinking about something. He was extremely quiet and silent.

In fact, Li Jinfeng had not been waiting for news from Luofengxuan these two days. If she could come to Luofengxuan, she could naturally go somewhere else. It was not difficult to find out which girls were invited to the flower viewing banquet, but there were very few powerful people that the Li family could get close to. After Li Jinfeng went around, she ran into obstacles everywhere. No girl was willing to take her with her. Helplessly, with nowhere else to go, she could only look forward to the news from Yuange.

Fortunately, although Miss Yuan racked her brains to figure out how to detoxify Song Wenyuan in a legitimate and unnoticeable way, she still remembered the Tong family's flower-viewing banquet, and on that evening, she finally asked her maid to inform Li Jinfeng.

At this time, Miss Li was actually almost in despair about attending the flower-viewing banquet and was sulking in the room. When she heard the news from the maid, she was overjoyed and rushed to the clothing store overnight... She had ordered the clothes long ago and spent a lot of money on them, which was a huge investment... Fortunately, God had mercy on her and did not let her lose all her money.

Over there, Lin Mu was on tenterhooks for two days. He was physically in Qichi Pavilion, but his heart was in Luofeng Pavilion. Whenever there was any movement from Yuan Ge, he wanted to stay with her all the time, fearing that this evil woman would expose the master's secrets to everyone in a blink of an eye. But after two days of guarding, there was no movement at all, and she didn't even leave the yard... Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he saw the maid run out of the yard towards the young master, and he quickly followed her.

It's back in the blink of an eye.

He lowered his head and looked frustrated, obviously gaining nothing.

Song Wenyuan glanced at him calmly, and before he could speak, he frowned and asked with a puzzled look on his face, "Master, what do you think... Then, is our young lady smart or stupid? You say she is stupid, but sometimes she looks very realistic and shrewd. You say she is smart, but the concubine of the Tong family treats her like that, and she still eagerly attends the Tong family's flower viewing banquet and wants to take Li Jinfeng with her... Doesn't she know what the Li family is thinking? Don't you think it's a big deal?"

Song Wenyuan glanced at him again and shook his head, "Yes, I just don't mind the trouble. Go ask Xing Xiulian if the clothes I asked her to make a few days ago are ready. If they are, send them to her."

Lin Mu sighed. Is the master really not worried about his own situation at all? He is still thinking about sending clothes to someone? What if this person lets the cat out of the bag at the flower viewing banquet? That's the Tong family! Prime Minister Tong's family! Isn't the master hiding this mainly to hide it from Prime Minister Tong? !

However, Song Wenyuan was not only not worried about his own situation, but was even worried about whether a certain little girl who was not afraid of trouble was having enough fun. "Go to the Jin family again and tell Yu Nian that there will be something interesting to watch at the Tong family's flower viewing banquet."

It was a well-known fact that the Jin and Tong families were at odds with each other. The Tong family supported the Second Prince, while the Jin family was the Third Prince's maternal grandfather's family. But the disagreement was a private matter. The Tong family must have sent a copy of the invitation to the flower viewing banquet to the Jin family. However, the young ancestor of the Jin family always disdained these tricks of pretending to be in agreement, so I'm afraid that the invitation was thrown into some corner without even reading it.

But with Song Wenyuan's words, the little ancestor would find the post even if he stayed up all night today - how could he miss such a good show of the Tong family?

Lin Mu sighed, looked at his master with a complicated expression, and went down to do his job reluctantly.

That night, on the eve of an ordinary flower-viewing banquet at the Tong family, for some unknown reason, there seemed to be a sense of impending storm.