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

The next morning, Feng Qingtan, who had not slept well because of the noise that disturbed his dreams the night before, rubbed the back of his head and walked out of the room. Suddenly, he stood there in shock with his eyes wide open. He blinked and turned around abruptly back inside.

"boom!"

The door was heavily shut, and opened again after a few breaths. The old man who came out again tiptoed like a guilty thief, and peeked in through the door frame. When his eyes fell on a man who was leisurely nodding with a smile, he suddenly jumped up, and pointed at the man with trembling fingers, "You, you, how come you are here?! You last night..." He had just walked out of the door in a daze, and saw this guy coming out of his own cabbage room, looking refreshed and somewhat strangely satisfied.

The old man was furious - this wasn't even an acknowledgement of him!

It has to be said that the old man is also a person who makes assumptions. Lord Song, who has hardly slept all night, really cannot be described as "refreshed" at this moment.

One courtyard was burned down, and the guest house where Song Wenyuan lived before was used by Lin Mu to interrogate the Wang brothers. It was inevitable that there would be some unpleasant noises, and it was naturally not suitable for sleeping. It was the middle of the night again, and it was not good to let the servants work the whole guest house. Moreover, in the eyes of Lord Song, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to "clear his name", how could he miss it? Naturally, he shamelessly took the little girl's hand and returned to the medicine garden, which led to the scene that Feng Qingtan saw in the morning.

Song Wenyuan had no idea what the old man was thinking. He just lowered his head and greeted him calmly, "Good morning, old man. There was a fire in the yard last night, and we caught two petty thieves and interrogated them overnight, so we had no place to rest. That's why I disturbed you... I wonder if the noise last night disturbed your rest?"

Fire? Petty thief? How come these two things happened at the same time? Feng Qingtan glanced at Song Wenyuan and snorted unhappily, "I didn't believe the rumors in the mountain, but now I have to believe them. Could it be that Lord Song brought this dirty thing up the mountain? How come it has been peaceful for so many years, but as soon as Lord Song came up the mountain, there were frequent accidents on Zhixuan Mountain?" In fact, the rumors in the mountain were about Wen Qian and Nan Yin. After all, Lord Song was an official, so people had to be careful when gossiping about him.

When Feng Qingtan heard these words, he naturally sneered at them, but at this moment it was just right for him to use them to vent his unhappiness by showing off his verbal skills.

Lord Song felt that he had suffered an unprovoked disaster, but he could not say anything about his suffering, and could only smile awkwardly - after all, in terms of status, he was only Wen Qian's husband, not Zhi Xuanshan's grandson-in-law. Emotionally speaking, the two old men still had some complaints about him, not to mention that they were just insignificant words. Even if they were hit hard by a stick, Lord Song could only endure it with a smile, and maybe he would have to check on the old men from time to time to see if they were tired...

Feng Qingtan was furious when he saw him like that. Of course he couldn't hit him, but he could scold him. This kid took it all as a compliment as if he couldn't tell good from bad. It was really meaningless. On the contrary, Yuan Ge, who heard the noise and got up to go out, glared at him and scolded him, "When did you start to believe these nonsense and accusations? You have lost your identity for nothing."

The old man choked, and shook his head in astonishment, "No wonder people say this girl is outgoing, it's true... Now that she has a husband, she looks down on an old man like me... It really makes me feel like I'm in the coldest winter!"

The old man is like he is performing an opera.

Someone at the door coughed, interrupting the show, and called softly, "Mrs. Song."

Feng Qingtan's face suddenly changed. He quickly exchanged glances with Yuan Ge before looking towards the door. He was obviously relieved at once. "Grandma Dou, it's you! It seems that you are getting healthier and healthier. You walk without making any sound."

Granny Dou was the maid who had been with Yuan Ge in the past. She was also the maid who had been sent to take care of Hong Lan recently. She was also the one who had ambushed in the dark last night and knocked the dagger out of Wang Dabao's hand. Granny Dou smiled rather embarrassedly while holding the dinner plate. Then she looked at Yuan Ge who had turned around and called out, "Madam, I made breakfast this morning and was told that I don't have to send food to Hong Jie in the future... But since I made breakfast, I thought you slept late last night and maybe you haven't eaten yet. Would you like some?"

Normally, the extra food should be given to the guards, or left in the kitchen for the servants. Yuan Ge frowned slightly. Not to mention that the medicine garden already had its own food, but the extra food was sent to the guests... Granny Dou was a person who preferred to do less, but today it seemed like adding unnecessary trouble. Yuan Ge was puzzled, but he just smiled and waved, "Granny Dou, you have worked hard. I thought the food you cooked was delicious when I ate it in Honglan Courtyard before, and I thought I would never have the pleasure again. Bring it in!"

Granny Dou came in with a tray and placed it on the small table in the yard as she said. There was a simple lean meat porridge, a plate of shrimp dumplings, a plate of mung bean cakes, and... Granny Dou's exclusive pickled spiced dried radish.

Yuan Ge raised his head suddenly and happened to meet the other person's gaze as he lowered his eyebrows. His own reflection was in his dark pupils. The other person was looking at him almost intently, as if he wanted to see through him completely. His hands holding the empty tray were shaking.

Yuan Ge looked away.

At that time, she was still young, without parents, and her grandfather was busy and could not accompany her all day. Her brother was weak and was recuperating most of the time. Jinsu had not come yet, and she only had Grandma Dou by her side, who was both her father and mother. Grandma Dou cooked delicious food, and everyone knew that many people came to eat for free every day, and Zhuang Mengdie was one of them. Even though she and her did not get along every time they met, under the temptation of delicious food, Zhuang Mengdie was willing to swallow her anger for a while... Just wait until after this meal, she would fight and pinch, and take revenge and complain.

Granny Dou also likes Zhuang Mengdie very much. Of course, from Yuan Ge's perspective today, Granny Dou likes the young lady from the Zhuang family who is willing to play with her lady.

Yuan Ge didn't have many friends, so Grandma Dou loved Zhuang Mengdie and treated her to delicious food and drinks on weekdays. However, this dish of spiced dried radish became Yuan Ge's exclusive treat because Yuan Ge liked it and because of the shortage of seasonings at that time. It remained the same for more than ten years and never changed.

Yuan Ge had been eating and drinking with Hong Lan all this time, but he had never seen this dish... until today.

She didn't know if this was a coincidence. Maybe Yuan Ge was dead, so the unspoken tacit understanding between the two of them naturally no longer existed. Or maybe this was not a coincidence...