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

The doorman shook his head and complained in his heart. Suddenly he saw someone coming from behind and quickly turned around to greet him. "Master Xu, it's raining. I'll prepare a carriage for you."

The raindrops were not small, but not dense. Xu Chengjin leaned over to take a look and said, "No need." He then asked casually, "Who else is coming here at this late hour?"

The servant who had already stepped out to lead the horse paused when he heard this, pointed in the direction where the man had just left, and pouted, "Oh no, I'm just asking around. What are you asking about... Murong, Murong Shaorou... I've never heard of the Murong family in Shengjing, and judging from his accent, he must be a foreigner."

Murong? Xu Chengjin frowned, waved his hand and asked the servant to lead the horse, and then turned in that direction. However, in the dark streets, there was nothing except one or two yellow leaves falling slowly.

Murong... This surname has never been heard of in Shengjing City, but if I remember correctly, Yuan Ge's deceased mother was Murong. However, Zhixuan Mountain is still more than ten days away from here, and Murong is a big surname, so Xu Chengjin did not think much about it. He took the reins and climbed on the horse, but he was still thinking about Song Wenyuan's last words. He was so worried that he did not notice the figure slowly appearing at the corner.

……

The drizzle was exceptionally patient and it didn't stop all night long.

Song Wenyuan did what he said. When Yuan Ge woke up, he saw Jianshu guarding the yard. He was dressed in black and stood at the door with a wooden face. His back was very straight and his face was extremely pale with a few water droplets on it. When he saw Yuan Ge, he bowed slightly and said, "Young Madam, I'm back." There was a hint of weakness in his voice.

Yuan Ge walked up to her and saw that she subconsciously took a half step back. He unnoticedly withdrew his hand that was probing her pulse and asked casually, "Is it done?"

"Yes." Jianshu lowered his head and replied, "I'm sorry to have made the young lady worried."

Yuan Ge simply put his hands behind his back and didn't look at her. He just lowered his head and stepped on his toes, saying lazily, "Yesterday I told my husband that since you are working for me now, even if he wants to borrow you, he has to get my approval first. So, don't be so honest and obedient in the future. You just do whatever he asks you to do. You get one monthly salary, but you do two jobs. Isn't that a big loss?"

After saying that, he raised his eyebrows and looked at her, then asked with a smile, "You said so, right?"

Jianshu was slightly stunned, and subconsciously looked up at Yuan Ge. The young master was just smiling, with his eyes curved, and looked mischievous and gentle. However, deep in his eyes, there seemed to be a faint cool breath, like the wind in the autumn sun.

She must have guessed it, but pretended not to know. She wasn't sure whether it was right or wrong, and even her words of comfort seemed implicit and roundabout.

"Okay, I'll remember that." Jianshu suppressed the emotions that were bubbling in his throat, smiled very seriously on his rarely expressed face, and then looked at Yuan Ge's neck that was still wrapped in gauze, "Your injury..."

"It's okay, just some superficial injuries." Yuan Ge smiled and raised his hand to touch the wound, then raised his neck to look around, "Where's Song Wenyuan? He said he would get up early to take me to exercise, why is it still so late?"

As they were talking, Lin Mu came in, bowed to Yuan Ge very seriously, then stood up and said, "Young Madam, the master had to go out early in the morning for something. He told his subordinates to follow you today and listen to your arrangements." There was a hint of obvious respect in his words.

Yuan Ge tilted her head and saw Lin Mu standing on the first step, with one foot still touching the ground, as if ready to run away at any time. She waved calmly, "The case of the fugitive who injured people at the market has not been resolved yet? How is the fugitive?"

Lin Mu only climbed one step, and in the drizzling autumn rain, he scratched the back of his head and said vaguely, "The fugitive is in Jingzhao Prefecture, so he should be fine. But Madam, the streets have been quite chaotic these days, and you are injured, so let's not go out, right?"

Yuan Ge was not sure whether Song Wenyuan knew that Lin Mu had a face that showed no trace of his thoughts, and now the word "guilty" was clearly written on his face.

"Aren't you following me? Besides, let's not go to the streets, let's go to Jingzhao Prefecture..." She crossed her arms and looked down at Lin Mu, nodded her neck with a playful smile, and then said lazily, "You know my temper. I will always take revenge... I got stabbed for no reason. I couldn't sleep well last night because of the pain. How can I just let it go like this?"

Lin Mu's heart was beating fast, and he advised carefully, "Young Madam, that is Lord Yao's territory, we can't interfere."

"I know that the Northern Pacification Office cannot interfere in the affairs of Jingzhao Prefecture, but I am an innocent victim. I can spend some money to spit at the villain who almost killed me to vent my anger, right?" Yuan Ge waved his hand, very easy to talk to. "Well, in order to avoid suspicion, you can send me to the gate of Jingzhao Prefecture, and you don't have to go in... They say money makes the world go round. Don't worry, I don't have much of anything, but I have a lot of money!"

After saying this, the wealthy Miss Yuan turned around, picked up her oil-paper umbrella and was about to go out. Lin Mu was most afraid of Yuan Ge's stubborn attitude, so she knelt down immediately, banging her knees on the steps without caring about the pain. She called out anxiously and helplessly, "Madam, Hong Shiru is dead! The master beat him to death yesterday to vent his anger on you. The incident became a big deal, and the master was impeached by many parties. He was called into the palace before dawn this morning."

After saying this, he felt like he was going to collapse again. He said that this job was not easy to do. The young lady was so smart, just like an old witch who had lived for several lifetimes...

It is better to wait for the master to come back and then go and apologize honestly!

Yuan Ge stood on the steps holding an oil-paper umbrella and looked down at Lin Mu. After a while, he sighed softly and asked, "He came back so late last night. Was he also entangled in this matter?"

"Yes..." Lin Mu hung his head and answered weakly, "I thought that since His Majesty scolded me for so long last night, the matter would be over. At most, I would be reprimanded in public at the morning court today and fined half a year's salary. Who knew that in the middle of the night, the eunuch who was on good terms with me secretly passed on the news, saying that Prime Minister Tong and half of the censors jointly wrote a letter requesting severe punishment for the master, saying that the master had no respect for discipline and formed cliques. His Majesty hates this the most. I'm afraid that the master will suffer for this matter."

"Write a joint letter..." Yuan Ge tightened the umbrella handle and asked Lin Mu, "I will write a letter. Can you find a way to send it to my father?"

"Yes...you want to..."

Yuan Ge raised her oil-paper umbrella, looked at the drizzling autumn rain in front of her, and smiled gently, "I am a woman who is not favored by my husband, who was kidnapped and injured. Naturally, I can only go to my own father to cry when I am wronged!" Isn't it just a matter of having more people? The number of people from the Wen and Song families combined is not small...

Lin Mu was startled and could not help but remind her, "Young Madam, Your Majesty should avoid making friends with cliques."