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

Honglan stayed in the guest house.

There have been quite a lot of visitors to Zhixuan Mountain recently, so naturally most of the topics of conversation revolve around these visitors.

Some said that Hong Lan was an unforgivable murderer with no conscience. With numerous blood debts on his shoulders, he escaped from prison and was caught by the Jinyiwei. He was escorted back to Shengjing to be beheaded.

However, some people sneered at this, "What nonsense are you talking about! Haven't you seen how many delicious foods and drinks are sent to the guest house every day? Even the servants serving them are maids of high rank in Zhixuan Mountain who serve their masters. One of them was a maid who served Yuan Ge before and was assigned to work in the courtyard of the great elder after Yuan Ge's death. Even so, you say she is a fugitive? If fugitives are treated like this, I will become a fugitive too!"

"Of course." Someone beside him interrupted, "I passed by that guest house before, and there was no guard guarding it, so I looked over. Guess what, that woman was swinging leisurely on the swing! That's not a happy and comfortable life. In comparison, the second elder's place is treated like a prisoner!"

"Second Elder... you still can't get in?"

"Yes, the man is awake, but he won't let anyone in, saying that the doctor told him to do so. If you have the guts, go to the medicine garden and ask Feng Qingtan. Not to mention how many poisons and insects there are in his yard. If you go in, it's hard to say whether you can get out alive. Besides... ever since that person passed away, the old man's temper has become more and more weird. He doesn't care about anyone's account and gets angry at any time. If you offend him now, he might be very unhappy and kill the Second Elder..."

"Hiss - this guy is a bit too bold!"

"How else could that person have walked around Zhixuan Mountain so arrogantly? The Great Elder was a factor, but the Great Elder was reasonable after all. The most important thing was that Feng Qingtan was protecting his own people without any help from others. Who would dare to offend him?"

"The little girl is pitiful, she is only 18 years old, the best age... Hey, she is gone, why are you still talking about these things." Someone shook his head and changed the subject, "If you ask me, it seems that the first elder and the third elder are destined to have no descendants. Zhixuan Mountain will eventually belong to the second elder. So I have reminded you, think carefully before deciding whether to say something, we are not Feng Qingtan, if we really offend someone, we don't know how we will die."

The word "death" had already been said, and the words sounded a little heavier, and there was a little more boredom in the ears. Several people waved their hands and said, "I know, I know, it's just talk behind the scenes, can it be spread to the real owner?"

"Yeah, yeah." An old woman said with a smile, "We are good friends usually. Even if someone says something behind your back, we won't say it in front of the person involved. It's okay, it's okay." She said it was okay, but her face was still sullen. She rolled her eyes and looked around. Soon, she found a reason to leave.

No one noticed the two people standing in the corner not far away...

The steward was terrified when he heard this. He glanced at Zhan Yanfeng stealthily again and again. He watched the servants who were gossiping over there leave one after another, and the ones who stayed changed the subject. Then he tentatively said, "Third Master, there is indeed something wrong with Sister Hong... The Second Elder is being watched so closely that not even a fly can get in, but Sister Hong doesn't even have a guard. When I went to check, I saw Wen Qian and the maid bringing lunch over. The two of them actually ate together in a friendly manner and talked for a while. I was far away, so I didn't hear what they talked about, but they should have had a good chat."

"Did you have a good chat?"

"Yes, yes..." The steward bent his waist even more, "Look, it's like meeting old friends again."

"Old friends reunited..." Zhan Yanfeng chewed on these four words carefully, and asked with a sneer after a while, "What do you think is going on? Is Song Wenyuan deliberately making things mysterious... or has Sister Hong really changed sides at the last minute and confessed something that is disadvantageous to us?"

The manager thought about it and shook his head, "I can't tell you."

If it were in the past, he would definitely say that this was a trap set by Song Wenyuan. Hong Jie'er would betray anyone but the Third Master. But now that the two of them had just had a conflict, it was entirely possible that Hong Jie'er said something impulsively. After all, she had said something harsh at the beginning. But... the manager hesitated and tried, "I do have one thing that I don't understand. If Hong Jie'er really confessed something, Song Wenyuan would have real evidence and would have come to ask you directly. Why set up such a trap? If Hong Jie'er didn't say anything, then what was Song Wenyuan trying to do? Could it be that he was hoping that you and Hong Jie'er would have a grudge and he would benefit from the quarrel?"

As the steward spoke, he quickly glanced at Zhan Yanfeng. When he met his gaze, he smiled awkwardly and said, "But I think that he is the commander of the Jinyiwei and has many methods of interrogation. Even the toughest bones can't resist him, let alone Sister Hong, who is just a woman?"

His words were incoherent and he hadn't come to a conclusion after talking for a long time. Instead, it was a mess and incomprehensible.

Zhan Yanfeng glanced at him impatiently, "What do you want to say?"

In that glance, his eyes were indifferent, with only a shallow groove between his brows, and no joy or anger was shown.

The manager was horrified, almost immediately, with a fine layer of cold sweat on his back, as if countless ants were climbing up his spine, and he felt a tingling and tingling feeling. He lowered his head and bent his waist, almost half his body shorter, and said carefully, "What I mean is... Sister Hong is delicate and tender, and it is obvious that she has never suffered any hardship. If Song Wenyuan is really determined to force a confession, Sister Hong will definitely not be able to bear it. There is no need for him to go to such lengths. But now this matter is also strange. Song Wenyuan must have some plan... But what he is planning may not be that thing."

The last three words were pronounced with great emphasis, carrying a hint of meaning that you and I know but the world does not.

The servants who were chatting not far away had all left, and the surroundings were quiet with only the rustling sound of the wind.

The wind was a bit strong and the sun was very weak. Zhan Yanfeng stood there with his hands behind his back and thought for a moment. He felt that these words made some sense. But...if it weren't for that incident, what else would Song Wenyuan want from Hong Jie'er? What could he get?

"Secret room." The steward said two words, and then slowly analyzed, "Jinsu, Second Elder, Sister Hong, Song Wenyuan is obviously heading for the secret room. Third Master just needs to keep calm and hold his ground for the time being."

Do we really just need to sit still? Zhan Yanfeng lowered his eyes and looked at his hands. As he aged, his skin became looser and looser, as if it was about to be completely separated from the flesh and blood. He was afraid of such aging, so afraid that he couldn't sleep at night... He had heard that there was a way to keep people young in Yuan Ge's secret room. He searched for a long time but still found nothing. Now it seems... I'm afraid it has fallen into the hands of the second brother.