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

In the dim candlelight, the man lying on the bed had beautiful eyebrows and eyes. Because he had drunk alcohol, his face, which always lacked some color, now had a little redness, making him look very lively.

Yuan Ge had never seen Song Wenyuan so "naive" before, and for a moment he found it very interesting. He simply lay down beside the bed and talked to him with a smile, "Are you really drunk?"

"Not drunk..." Song Wenyuan answered dazedly with half-open eyes, and complained unhappily with a distinct nasal tone, "Madam...does grandpa dislike me? He likes Xu Chengjin."

When he was sober, he was very well-behaved and reserved, calling "Great Elder" all the time. But now he changed his tone very quickly, and there was a bit of grievance in his words, with his eyebrows slightly drooping, he looked very cute.

"Nothing." Yuan Ge let him play with her fingers, stood up and tucked him in with her outer hand. Her warm breath fell on Song Wenyuan's face as she leaned over. His misty eyes dimmed slightly, but she herself did not notice it at all. She only explained patiently, "It's not that they don't like you, they just don't like any grandson-in-law equally. So it's the same no matter who comes."

In this regard, Yuan Ge herself shook her head helplessly. This was also the reason why she did not stop Song Wenyuan from drinking. The two old men were very arrogant. If she stopped them today, the two old men would only think that she was a traitor. They would continue to force her to drink even harder tomorrow. There would always be that day, so it would be better to finish the wine early, and it would be much better.

Song Wenyuan was still not satisfied. He held onto Yuan Ge's hand and kept muttering, "But they just like Xu Chengjin. They want to find many husbands for you..."

"No, they were drunk, too, and talking nonsense."

"Really?" Big eyes, dull and stupid.

"Well, is it really... uncomfortable?"

Song Wenyuan shook his head, then nodded, frowning and muttering to himself, "One thing, I have a terrible headache, and I feel dizzy."

Yuan Ge pulled his hand away but couldn't, so he said, "Let go, I'll go get you some water. No one has lived here before, and there's no honey to be found in the middle of the night. Just drink some and go to sleep."

He was quite obedient and let go of her hand, staring at Yuan Ge the whole time, as if he was afraid that he would turn around and leave, or as if he was eagerly guarding a new treasure. He held the teacup in one hand and held Yuan Ge's hand with the other, grinning, looking silly, naive, and a little unreasonable, "You have to stay with me, don't leave, or I won't drink."

How could there be such a huge contrast between the two? Yuan Ge was helpless. No matter what he said, it didn't make sense. The other party held the teacup steadily but refused to drink it. "You and I are husband and wife, why can't we sleep together? As husband and wife, we live in separate rooms. Isn't this telling grandfather that we are not getting along? The old man is old and can't stand being scared." Although he was a little drunk, he spoke fluently and his mind sounded clear, but Yuan Ge couldn't see any trace of disguise.

What's more, I always feel that if Song Wenyuan was really sober, he would not be able to make such a shameless expression.

It was already midnight, and Yuan Ge was indeed very tired. He really didn't have time to argue with this drunkard. After thinking about it, he decided to ignore his grandfather for now. It would be hard to explain to other people on Zhixuan Mountain if they knew that they lived in separate rooms. So he nodded and agreed, "Okay. Then you have to let me go so I can go wash up."

It seemed as if Lord Song had returned to his childhood and was infinitely obedient. "Then you are not allowed to leave. If you lie to me, I will go looking for you and call your name all over the mountain, letting everyone know that my wife doesn't want me anymore..."

He seemed quite proud.

An unprecedented feeling of powerlessness swept over him. Who could have thought that this drunk gentleman could be so difficult to deal with? Yuan Ge could only respond, "Okay, I won't leave. I'll just wash up and come back. Hurry up and drink the hot water."

"Okay." Song Wenyuan loosened his hand and smiled softly. He kept watching Yuan Ge walk out the door. His half-open eyes slowly opened wide. There was no trace of confusion in his clear eyes. He took the tea of ​​just the right temperature and drank it slowly. Thinking of his behavior of coaxing her to stay, he felt it was very childish.

As he said, it doesn't matter whether his wife's name is Wen Qian or Yuan Ge, it's just a name, and there is only one her.

But he didn't forget that Yuan Ge was Xu Chengjin's living ancestor. Not only did he know, but the two old men also knew it. Everyone with eyes in Zhixuan Mountain knew it. Only his young wife foolishly thought that they were just chatting. It was for this reason that Song Wenyuan felt a little uncomfortable when he came to Zhixuan Mountain. There were too many things he didn't know about Yuan Ge, but Xu Chengjin knew about him. He was jealous.

What imperial decree of marriage, what husband-wife relationship, all of a sudden it seemed like they had nothing to rely on.

When he heard footsteps outside the door, Song Wenyuan finished the last sip of hot water in the cup. When he raised his eyes, he was already drowsy. He smiled, but he had already decided in his heart that when he returned to Shengjing City, he must find more girls for Xu Chengjin to look at so that he could marry them off as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, he moved outside, patted the seat beside him with a smile, raised his hand and called tenderly, "Madam, come and rest."

After being married for so long, this is the first time the two have lived in the same room.

Yuan Ge lay on the bed with her back facing up, eyes closed quietly, but she couldn't fall asleep. It was not until the person next to her began to breathe evenly and should have fallen asleep that she looked at him in the moonlight. He looked well-behaved and tired with his eyes closed, and his eyes were blue. He probably didn't have a good rest during the journey, and he forgot to ask about Lin Mu and Yan Huo... Tong Mingru and Qin Yongpei knew that he had left the city, and she didn't know if they would set up ambushes along the way. Was he safe along the way?

I actually forgot to ask because I was interrupted by this guy.

Forget it, I’ll ask again tomorrow... Just as he was thinking about this, fatigue came over him. Yuan Ge looked at the face in front of him and slowly closed his eyes.

After a long time, the drunken man who had fallen asleep opened his eyes again. He called out "Ge'er" softly, but when he saw that the other party didn't respond at all, he smiled softly, leaned over with his arms, and kissed the other party's eyebrows very gently, "Have a good dream, my wife."

Yuan Ge thought he would have a sleepless night tossing and turning, but unexpectedly he slept exceptionally well. When he woke up, it was bright outside and there was no one beside him.