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

Yuan Ge knew what she was thinking. He spread his hands and looked a little shameless. "It's just that these days I keep hearing people mention this deceased young lady, saying that she was talented and that the secret room she left behind has not been opened by anyone so far. I have always prided myself on being smart, and because I entered the medicine garden, you compared me to that young lady, so I can't help but feel a little competitive."

In short, it's just a joke.

The little girl looked thin, and she looked even smaller as she stood at the tall door to the secret room. Her arrogant look somehow had some of that man's shadow to it... But, she was already dead.

"Heh." Zhuang Mengdie smiled with her head down, holding her whip. The whip was very long and dragged on the ground, as if carrying the owner's emotions. She also looked a little listless. She shook the whip in her hand and rolled it up slowly, while she couldn't help but mocking the other party, "After opening the mechanism she left behind, you think you can be compared with her, or even beat her? She can make mechanisms, she can cure diseases and save people, she can poison people, and she never loses a fight with me. What about you? In addition to opening the mechanism she made, what else can you do?"

She rolled up the long whip in her hand and lazily raised her eyelids to look over. The fire in her expressionless pupils was gone, leaving only empty blackness. In the end, she said nothing, shook her head and turned around, "But she's dead... dead. I scolded her so many times, why didn't she die? Now God has opened his eyes, she is finally dead. There will never be such an annoying person in this world again... never again..."

The woman walked away with her back turned, head slightly raised, staggering away step by step. After taking two steps, the long whip that had just been rolled up fell to the ground again and was dragged away by Zhuang Mengdie.

Yuan Ge stood at the door of the secret room and watched, feeling inexplicably upset. The whip was Zhuang Mengdie's favorite thing, and she had carefully cared for it over the years. It didn't look like a weapon, but more like an ancestor's offering. Now that this ancestor had fallen to the ground and was covered in dust, she didn't seem to notice it at all...

"She's very upset." Jian Shuyi looked in that direction and stated calmly, then lowered his voice and asked, "She keeps saying that she doesn't like you, but your death was a big blow to her. Does the young lady really not intend to tell her?"

Yuan Ge tilted his head and chuckled, "She and I have never gotten along since we were young. We are of the same age and have conflicting tempers. We always quarrel when we meet, and we would fight after a few words. Neither of us would give in. Later, she left Zhixuan Mountain, saying that she was going down the mountain to travel, but I haven't seen her for a long time... I didn't expect that I still have a certain weight in her heart. It's just that she looks fierce, but she is actually very simple-minded and can't hide things. Let's not talk about this matter."

Jianshu nodded in silence, and after a while he sighed as if he had some feeling, "Simple people are usually those who are too well protected."

Coming from Jianshu's mouth, even Yuan Ge was a little surprised. He looked back at the other person, and Jianshu seemed a little uncomfortable. Then he smiled and said, "It's strange that you say that... Today's play is more grand than I expected. Let's go back and rest for a while. I observed the stars at night. Tonight is dark and windy, which is the best time to commit crimes. Let's just wait for the fish to take the bait."

"Yes."

……

That night, it was indeed a dark and windy night. There were no stars or moon in the gloomy night. Only a few candles on the path leading to the secret room were swaying in the night wind, casting long and short swaying shadows of the trees.

It was windy and bitingly cold tonight. There was not much going on on Zhixuan Mountain. The servants went to bed early after nightfall, and there was no one traveling on this path. However, tonight there was a man wrapped in a cloak, walking quickly with his head down, looking left and right as he went. He was not tall and a little fat, but he walked quickly and soon arrived at the door of the secret room.

He stopped at the door, grasped the collar of his cloak and looked back a few times. After making sure that no one was following him, he skillfully pressed the mechanism of the door a few times at an extremely fast speed. The door of the secret room, which is said to be impossible for anyone in the entire Zhixuan Mountain to open, slowly opened again. The creaking sound was particularly clear and harsh in the quiet night.

The door slowly opened, and when it was wide enough for one person to pass through, that person could not wait to step sideways and enter.

The secret room was very large, without a single window. It was pitch dark. The man closed the door and walked towards the direction of the torch as if he knew the way there. He lowered his head and took out a tinder from his arms to blow it up. But when he looked up, he saw that the wall where the torch should have been hung was bare. He was startled and looked back... Rows of huge cabinets stood there quietly, filled with books, notebooks, and some wooden boxes that were covered with dust and even had cobwebs on them. Because of the previous owner's messy arrangement, it looked a bit depressed.

Perhaps the light from the tinderbox was too dim, and it looked a little creepy at the moment, as if some evil spirits were hiding in the shadows behind the cabinet where the light could not reach... Just thinking about it, this person felt that the feeling of being spied on became stronger and stronger.

He held his breath and listened for a while. There was no sound in the closed secret room, but the fire starter in his hand was shaking and about to go out. He turned back to look for the torch again - he heard that the girl only opened the door of the secret room and did not come in. In this case, the torch might have been left somewhere when he came in last time. He looked around but couldn't find it. The flame in his hand jumped and suddenly went out.

He was about to blow the flute again, but heard a very light "hiss". His eyes flashed and a light flashed. A shadow fell in front of him and shook him. In the midst of his hair-standing fear, he heard the girl's gentle laughter, "Second Elder, are you looking for this?"

The person who came was the second elder of Zhixuan Mountain, Zhuang Lichuan.

Zhuang Lichuan suddenly turned around and saw Feng Qingtan's newly recruited medicine boy standing in the gap between the cabinets, holding a torch, with his head slightly tilted, talking and smiling, and looking not threatening at all.

Just her.

Zhuang Lichuan calmed down a little, and then he frowned and scolded, "Why are you in this secret room in the middle of the night? You broke into my Zhixuanshan secret room without permission. Does Feng Qingtan know about it?" He stuffed the fire starter in his hand back into his arms, and his accusation was particularly righteous and high-sounding.

The little girl had a completely different temperament from what he had seen before. She looked at him and smiled, without any timidity. She reminded him calmly and lazily, "Second Elder, what you said is very strange. If what I heard is correct, this secret room is Yuan Ge's secret room, and it is her personal property. When did it become Zhixuanshan's? If the treasures in here really belong to Zhixuanshan, then why didn't the elder come in openly, but sneaked in in the middle of the night? Does the first elder know?"