In the vast mountains and plains, the broad canopies of evergreen trees cover the ground layer by layer. Sparse light shines through the branches and leaves. In the cool breeze, the branches and leaves rustle, and the light and shadows are flickering.

The light hit her face, a little dazzling. Yuan Ge squinted slightly, and her cheeks were bright and shiny, as white as snow and as smooth as jade. Song Wenyuan raised his hand and slowly stroked her cheeks, frowning and smiling softly, "Madam, I haven't seen you for more than a month. Do you miss me?"

Song Wenyuan was a martial artist, and his fingertips were rougher than those of others. When he pressed them on the skin and rubbed them slowly, it brought a tingling sensation. Yuan Ge subconsciously shrank his neck, his heart beating like a drum, and smiled awkwardly, "I was thinking about it..."

She shrank her neck, but still couldn't escape the other person's arms. There was no one around, so the arm around her waist clamped down even more unscrupulously.

Song Wenyuan lowered his eyes and looked at the guilty look on the little girl's face, and smiled softly in a good mood, "If you were thinking about me, why did you run away when you saw your husband? Huh?" The last syllable was dragged out, looking quite lazy. He hugged the little girl and leaned against the tree trunk behind him, teasing the girl he hadn't seen for a long time like teasing a cat.

The little girl seems to have gained some weight. It seems that the food at Zhixuan Mountain is more to her liking. I must find a way to lure the cook from Zhixuan Mountain back before the end of this trip...

Yuan Ge felt more and more guilty, and his expression was a little embarrassed, "I, I didn't..."

"You didn't see your husband at first, did you?"

"Yes, yes... I am short-sighted, short-sighted... My husband has had a hard time on this trip. I wonder how long I will take leave from His Majesty, and when you plan to return to Shengjing?"

He had just arrived and hadn't even had a sip of hot tea, but this heartless person was already asking him when he would leave? Song Wenyuan's eyes dimmed slightly, and the playful smile on his lips became more obvious. He tightened his hand on the girl's waist, "I didn't know that I was so ordinary and ugly. I'm really ashamed... No wonder my wife despised me and left me."

This guy's ability to confuse right and wrong and pretend to be pitiful is really perfect. Yuan Ge pushed Song Wenyuan, but failed to move him. He muttered to himself without any persuasiveness, "How could I..."

Song Wenyuan slowly lifted the other person's face, and the golden light shone on his face. Between the flickering light and shadow, there was a flawless face, a face that belonged to Wen Qian.

He had already met Wen Qian before the wedding.

Probably in order to have a chance encounter with Qin Yongpei, Wen Qian at that time often made appointments with Tong Wanzhen at Sanpinju. Although the Wen family did not pay much attention to Wen Qian, they had never treated her harshly in terms of food, clothing and other expenses. Therefore, this daughter of the Minister of Revenue had a lot of money, and Tong Wanzhen was happy to coax her. But no matter how you looked at it, Wen Qian looked more like a little maid who was responsible for paying money for Tong Wanzhen. She was timid and innocent, like a frightened white rabbit. Because she was always dressed in white, she looked like she could be blown away by a gust of wind.

He has never loved anyone in his life, and he also feels that he will never be entangled in love in this life. It is a good thing for him to be granted a marriage by the imperial decree with a weak white rabbit who has someone she loves. It is better than sending a jackal, tiger or leopard, but just throwing it in the backyard to fend for itself. He can still afford to raise it.

Who would have thought that the heart would change in a moment, the face was still the same, but under the rabbit's skin was a fox with bared fangs and claws. Since it was a fox, how could it stay in a corner, but it became more and more arrogant and aggressive, until it became the master... And he, just looking at the vivid expression on this face, had already fallen unconsciously.

He was thankful that the gods had favored him with such a story that even strange stories and miscellaneous talks would not dare to write.

The fingertips stayed on the corners of the other person's eyes. The little girl had big eyes, which curved like crescents when she smiled. She looked well-behaved and sweet, but there was always a hint of cunning in her eyes, just like a fox that had just cultivated into a human form and could not hide its tail well.

"Your temper has changed, your handwriting has changed, your knowledge and experience have changed, probably everything has changed except this face. When asked, the excuses are more perfunctory than the last and cannot stand up to scrutiny... Do you really think your husband is so stupid? I'm waiting for you to think it over and confess to me, but after waiting for so long, I only wait for you to leave without saying goodbye?" He slowly stroked the corners of Yuan Ge's slightly upturned eyes, his gaze falling on the other's eyelashes that fluttered like butterfly wings because of dodging. Wen Qian's appearance is indeed excellent, but the only thing that disturbed him from beginning to end was that ferocious fox.

He never paid the slightest attention to the frightened white rabbit, but was content to worry about a fox.

"Madam, or should I call you... Ge'er." He whispered in her ear, his voice lingering.

Yuan Ge shuddered slightly, her eyes met the other person, her ears were visibly red, it was clearly midwinter, with layers of clothes between them, but she could still feel the heat coming from that person's palm, burning her heart. Thinking about it carefully, although she and Song Wenyuan were not actually husband and wife, they had many such intimate behaviors, but before, they were all in the identity of Wen Qian. Now that the word "Ge'er" was called out by him, there was a bit of indelible enchantment and ambiguity, which made her heart beat wildly.

"I..." Yuan Ge's eyes trembled, and his pupils were as beautiful as the most perfect amber under the sunlight. One glance at them made people unable to help but indulge in them.

She opened her mouth, then opened it again, then lowered her brows, but her eyes still couldn't avoid the person in front of her, "Since you already know my identity, why are you here? The one His Majesty granted you to marry was Wen Qian, and the one who married you was also Wen Qian. Yuan Ge, Yuan Ge is ultimately just a ghost on Zhixuan Mountain..."

Song Wenyuan leaned against the tree trunk and embraced the little girl, smiling lazily and calmly, "I have only one wife from the beginning to the end. What does it matter whether her name is Wen Qian or Yuan Ge? There is only you...silly girl." After saying that, he lowered his head slightly and gave her a light kiss between her eyebrows, as if a feather was caressing her nervously beating heart.

"You..." Yuan Ge swallowed his saliva, his voice was soft and slow, with an especially obvious sense of loss, "Don't you think it's weird, scary, and incredible? You must have heard of Yuan Ge's name. He is really not a good person... In my secret room where everyone knows that there are many treasures hidden, there are also ways to bring people back to life or revive. The one that Jin Su took away is placed in my secret room, and it's really nothing... Lord Song, have you ever thought about it? So many people die in accidents every day, why can I, Yuan Ge, be resurrected alone?"

The cool breeze of midwinter blew through the evergreen trees, and amid the rustling sound of leaves, Yuan Ge subconsciously clutched the collar of the person in front of him. His knuckles turned white from the force, and the purple veins on the back of his almost bloodless hand were thin and clear.

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