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

The city of Shengjing was in an uproar over Wen Qian, and the rumor that the commander of the Imperial Guard knelt for a long time at the door of the Wen family to apologize was spread like wildfire.

A man's knees are made of gold, but Song Wenyuan almost sacrificed his pride for Wen Qian. People all said that even a hero cannot resist the temptation of a beautiful woman.

According to the information provided by word of mouth among the common people, the last place Wen Qian appeared was the East Market. She bought a horse and left the city. At that time, she was only one street away from Zuihuanlou where the Jinyiwei were besieging important figures...but she missed it by chance.

Since then, the Kejing Marquis's Mansion, the Wen family, and the Jin family have searched everywhere inside and outside the city, but have not been able to find any trace of Wen Qian... Even if they searched all the nearby towns, they couldn't find anyone who had seen Wen Qian.

She seemed to have disappeared completely.

So those old stories that had already been covered with glaze were brought up again, and everyone said that Wen Qian had long wanted to leave, and this time he was just going with the flow. As for Mr. Song, who was "abandoned" by his first wife, his temper has become visibly worse these days. He has a face that says "stay away from strangers" all day long, and you can feel the winter-like coldness he exudes ten steps away. In Yao Yunfeng's words, the so-called "living people" refers to people who are still alive, and refers to all living people.

Even Lin Mu, who knew the inside story, felt that the evil spirit that his master was harboring did not seem to be fake. The evidence was the incessant and inhumane wailing in the imperial prison. The cousin who fled as soon as she saw her master from afar must have felt the same way.

……

A month later.

A carriage slowly stopped at the foot of Zhixuan Mountain. The "long-missing" Third Young Master's Wife of the Kejing Marquis's Mansion looked at Xu Chengjin, who was leisurely fanning himself in the cold weather, and Jianshu, who was sitting beside him and was forced to endure the cold winter wind. She was overwhelmed and asked again and again, "You...really want to go up with me?"

The book-appraising girl, with a slightly wooden expression, nodded silently and answered Yuan Ge with practical actions - during this journey, the book-appraising girl became obviously more silent and looked more sophisticated.

In fact, he was just helpless towards Xu Chengjin. Along the way, the noble and respected Mr. Xu made Jianshu understand the word "pretentious" again and again. Needless to say, the food must be the best, and he must live in the upper room with hot water for bathing. If he can't make it to the next town before dark, then he can rest and play in the previous town. What's even more troublesome is that this gentleman always has a fan in his hand. Maybe he feels cold, so the wind is always fanned towards Jianshu next to him.

When Jianshu moved, he moved with him, making sure that the wind from his fan would not fall into the air.

Therefore, the closer they got to Zhixuan Mountain, the less Jianshu understood how this young master had survived until now without being beaten to death...

Jianshu was caught up with Yuan Ge on the second day. There were many paths to Zhixuan Mountain from Shengjing City, and there was also a waterway, but Yuan Ge did not hide from people, so he naturally took the smoothest road. Xu Chengjin had guessed this, but Master Xu was obviously more leisurely, and he directly bought an extra spacious carriage, and the driver was naturally his uncle Murong Yuxuan, who was brought from the Kejing Marquis's mansion. It was obvious that Xu Chengjin had not yet realized this relationship.

Therefore, he felt particularly justified in using Murong Yuxuan, as if he had become his personal bodyguard along the way.

Now that they were almost there, and Yuan Ge once again asked him the question that was almost callousing to his ears, he slammed the fan in his hand and tapped it on the small table in front of him, reminding him lazily, "Miss, what do you mean by 'follow you up'? Have you forgotten whose skin you are wearing? Do you know how difficult it is to sneak into the mountain with your current appearance? Are you planning to go up and shout that you are Yuan Ge? Do you believe that you will be beaten out before you can finish shouting? Remember this... Now, you are following me, Master Nanyin, the last disciple of Yuan Ge from Zhixuan Mountain, to visit Zhixuan Mountain."

…Miss Yuan had a headache, “The last disciple is Wen Qian.”

"Bah! I closed the door a long time ago. She can't come in. At most, she is an outer disciple." Xu Chengjin rolled his eyes after saying this, pointed at Jianshu with his folding fan, and then pointed at Yuan Ge, "As for you... well, for the time being, you are just this young master's accompanying maids!" There was a sense of pride in his serious expression that he couldn't suppress.

Yuan Ge didn't even bother to pay attention to his little thoughts that were written all over his face, but what this kid said was somewhat reasonable. Following him up was indeed the most upright and most convenient way. Although without this kid, she could still take the small path and reach the back mountain of Zhixuan Mountain without anyone noticing.

Yuan Ge readily followed suit and said with a smile, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Mr. Xu." After saying this, he even lowered his head slightly.

Although Mr. Xu maintained his proud jawline, he moved his hips imperceptibly and subconsciously avoided it - the gift from the living ancestor should not be accepted, as it would easily shorten his life.

Every year, many students intend to go up the mountain to study under a master, and as a result, a large village has been formed at the foot of Zhixuan Mountain. There are also many inns in the village to help take care of the horses and store the carriages. Yuan Ge stored the carriage, and followed Xu Chengjin to Zhixuan Mountain with Lightning.

Nan Yin was almost inseparable from Yuan Ge on Zhixuan Mountain, and he was also the favorite disciple of Yuan Ge's mentor Feng Qingtan. Even after several years, the guards were still familiar with this gentleman's gifted face. When they heard that he was here to visit his mentor, they politely took him to the back mountain.

Yuan Ge followed behind, but walked slower and slower, and became more and more silent. Even the guard noticed that something was wrong with Yuan Ge. He looked back at her and said, "Young lady, please follow closely. The mountain roads are complicated and there are many wild animals in the mountains. Don't get lost."

Yuan Ge took two steps closer but said nothing.

Along the way, Zhixuan Mountain remained the same, and even the winter mountain breeze had a familiar feeling, but for some reason, her heart felt heavy and she could no longer find the slightest feeling of "home"... Those homesick feelings slowly faded away. At this moment, she saw that the mountains were no longer mountains, and the old friends were no longer old friends. Everything seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist, and she could not see the truth clearly.

Jinsu's words finally took root in her heart, and Yuan Ge tightened his fingertips at her side.

The guard's brow was already furrowed.

Xu Chengjin quickly smiled and said, "Don't worry about her. She's just a little girl who has never seen the world. They just want to come and see what the rumored Zhixuan Mountain looks like. Otherwise, I would let them stay at the foot of the mountain... Shiyin, hurry up and catch up."

He simply used an existing name, saving a lot of trouble...

The guard quickly accepted the explanation and said no more. He just slowed down his pace and led the way.