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

Before returning this time, Yuan Ge was still convinced that his mother died of childbirth complications and that his father could not bear the blow and died of depression.

It’s not that I haven’t blamed my father. Although my husband and I loved each other so much, he still abandoned our two children.

Even though he now knows the truth, Yuan Ge's memory of his parents is still blank. Everything represented by the four words "Murong Shaoai" clearly exists, but it seems shrouded in smoke and fog, and cannot be seen clearly or touched.

She wanted to understand, but she didn't know where to start. Her relatives and elders were evasive, and she couldn't understand what they were talking about. She felt like she was listening to someone else's story, vague and unreal, and she had never been involved in it. As for others... she didn't dare to ask more, and she knew that the matter was kept secret throughout Zhixuan Mountain, so how could they reveal anything to an outsider?

So when he knew Zhan Yanfeng's thoughts, he suddenly decided to lure him into the game. Firstly, he wanted to see what he wanted to do. Secondly, he thought that if he could know more details of what happened back then, he would be able to remember what happened on the night his parents passed away.

Who knew that I would see such a scene.

The moonlight was lonely, and the man leaning against the coffin with a silly smile on his face was even colder than the moonlight. He was smiling gently, but he looked like he was about to cry...

For a moment, Yuan Ge really wanted to believe that Zhan Yanfeng's love for his mother was deep enough and lasted for more than ten years, and he still loved her offspring today. However, if that was true, how could he be willing to dig up her grave, pry open her coffin, and examine her bones?

Yuan Ge lowered his eyes and laughed softly. As he laughed, the man holding the coffin turned around suddenly and asked, "Who is it?!"

It was midnight, and it was the forbidden area of ​​Zhixuan Mountain. Who would come here at this hour? How long had this person been here, and how much had he heard? He was so careless that he didn't notice it at all! Zhan Yanfeng was surprised, and his face turned pale. He grabbed the coffin with his fingers so hard that they turned pale. He shouted at the source of the laughter, "Who is playing tricks over there? Come out quickly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everything was silent except for the whistling cold wind from the mountains. The light and shadows cast by the dead branches in front of the ancestral hall not far away looked like countless skinny skeletons scrambling with their claws and fangs, trying to struggle out of the Avici Hell... It was a scene of quiet, depressing, and exhausting power.

Zhan Yanfeng frowned slightly, and was about to go forward to investigate, but he saw a person slowly walking out from behind a boulder not far away. It was a woman in a long dress in the color of misty rain, with long hair draped over her shoulders without any hair accessories, fluttering in the wind and blending into the night. She stood there, with a calm expression, but her eyes were cold, her gaze fell on the open coffin, and she remained silent.

It was Wen Qian.

"You followed me?" Zhan Yanfeng broke the silence with a cold face, "Young Madam, this elder remembers that you are a guest of Zhixuan Mountain. Even though you have been offended many times, I still give you some face, but you are getting more and more aggressive! This is the forbidden area of ​​Zhixuan Mountain. How do you explain that you, an outsider, trespassed into the important area of ​​Zhixuan Mountain in the middle of the night?"

Yuan Ge looked at the coffin.

She was far away, and couldn't see what was going on inside... That was her corpse, the body she had used for eighteen years, and she didn't dare to look. She stood ten steps away, her feet felt heavy as if they were filled with lead, but she couldn't help looking over there. She only smiled softly when she heard the words, and her lonely laughter was blown away by the cold wind, and she sobbed in the wind. For a moment, she couldn't tell which was more lonely, the laughter or the wind.

Yuan Ge pointed to his own coffin and asked softly, "Do you understand?"

Her voice was too gentle and soft. Zhan Yanfeng, who was ready to have a heated argument with her, was slightly stunned and looked in the direction she pointed. "What?"

Yuan Ge nodded again, "That's Yuan Ge's coffin, right... In the forbidden area of ​​Zhixuan Mountain, in the middle of the night, the Third Elder secretly opened the coffin with his trusted subordinates. Could it be that he felt that there was another hidden story behind Yuan Ge's death and wanted to investigate? But even so, shouldn't the Third Elder have informed the other two elders and obtained their consent to choose another auspicious time to open the coffin? Otherwise, it's a bit unclear that you opened the coffin in a melon field and plum field, right?"

The steward was frightened out of his wits. He and the Third Master did not come here together. He went to prepare his things first, so he naturally arrived later than the Third Master. This Wen Qian might have followed him… He was followed by a woman all the way, and he was completely unaware. Even if the Third Master did not blame him, he would still feel uneasy. Naturally, he was anxious to "make up for his crime" and hurried forward to deny it, "What are you talking about, Madam? The Third Master has been dreaming about Miss Yuan Ge these two days. Miss Yuan Ge said that she couldn't breathe, and she said so in her dreams every night. So the Third Master was wondering if there was something left in the coffin when she was put into the coffin…"

"As for what you said, why didn't you report it to the other two elders... Young Madam, you don't know that when the Great Elder came out of retreat and heard the bad news about the eldest lady, he almost fainted. The Great Elder is old, so it's better to keep these things secret..." The steward supported the shovel, shook his head and sighed repeatedly, and then changed the subject, "Young Madam, this is indeed the forbidden area of ​​Zhixuan Mountain. Not to mention outsiders, even the disciples in the mountain and the servants who clean the house can't enter. Young Madam, you'd better go down the mountain early. If you are seen by others, I'm afraid you can't explain it..."

In a dream?

She was alive and well, and was in Zhixuan Mountain, so why would she have a dream? Sure enough, supernatural things were always the best excuses. The speaker spoke nonsense based on his mood, but the listener was always cautious. After all, it could neither prove the truth nor the falsehood of the story. In the end, for the sake of both parties' face, they had to let it go.

The steward had a good plan and figured that even if Wen Qian, as a guest, could ignore the Third Master, he would still have to consider the Great Elder.

But he made a wrong calculation, and never expected that Wen Qian was Yuan Ge. Since she was Yuan Ge, Feng Qingtan and Yuan Junfeng held her in their hearts, why should she worry about anything? I'm afraid that even if she disbanded Zhixuan Mountain, these two old men would only applaud and praise their children for their foresight... Besides, Zhan Yanfeng was the elder of the mountain after all. Yuan Ge had already left a message for his grandfather tonight, so that the old man would have a bottom line in his heart, so as not to be startled again if something happened suddenly.

As I get older, I’m not scared anymore.

Yuan Ge nodded, propped his chin with his fist, pointed at the coffin, and asked sincerely, "Then... did you find anything inside?"

The manager choked and shook his head after a while. He obviously didn't seem as sincere as the other party and he even stuttered, "No, that's not the case." It would be a miracle if he could find out!