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

Miss Yuan nodded again seriously, glanced at Zhan Yanfeng who had a cold face and didn't say anything, and continued with a sincere face, "There is a great monk in Shengjing named Jingchen. He thinks that my wife has a connection with the Buddha, so he often discusses Buddhism with me. Miss Yuan's matter does have some explanation... Anyway, since I'm here, why not listen to me? Maybe you will think what I say makes sense?"

The steward was stunned again and again... He just made up a lie that could justify himself. If the dream had said something else, such as that he was not having a good time down there, at least he would have prepared some paper money. Unfortunately, he came in a hurry and had nothing prepared. The "dream" he could deal with empty-handed was limited. Is there really any explanation for this matter? The steward looked at Zhan Yanfeng and saw that he almost closed his eyes. Then he looked at Yuan Ge with a smile, "Young Madam, please go on."

Behind the rocks, Xu Chengjin, who was forcibly left here by Yuan Ge, rolled his eyes at Song Wenyuan beside him: Is there a connection with the Buddha? If the Buddha is really spiritual, he can't have a connection with such a rascal monkey, and a rascal monkey who has died once... If the Buddha knew, I'm afraid he would be the first to take this monster!

Miss Yuan, on the other hand, had no awareness of being a demon at all. She imitated the posture of Jingchen, bowed slowly, and said slowly, "This deceased left his body in the mortal world, and his three souls and seven spirits re-entered the reincarnation path. It is a pure nothingness that cannot be touched or blocked by anything. How could it be suffocated by the pressure? Don't you think so?"

It seems to make sense, but also seems like... it's just some nonsense.

The steward secretly glanced at Zhan Yanfeng and saw that his Third Master did not stop him and did not show any displeasure. From his perspective, it seemed that there was something intriguing in his dream, so he carefully asked, "Young Madam, do you mean that this dream was just because the Third Master missed the eldest lady? Alas... My Third Master has been alone all these years, and the siblings Yuan Ge and Yuan Qi have no parents, so he naturally worries a lot. After the two siblings passed away, the Third Master was depressed for a long time, and he finally recovered. Recently, he has been dreaming about the eldest lady Yuan again and again, and he can't sleep well, so he came to see you late at night."

This can be regarded as appealing to his emotions and reason, and by the way, it also explains again why Zhan Yanfeng had to come and dig up people's graves in the middle of the night.

He is worthy of being Zhan Yanfeng’s confidant.

Yuan Ge bowed again, trying to maintain a profound and mysterious look, and said softly in a dragging tone, "No, no... Miss Yuan's dream was true, but why did she dream to the Third Elder instead of the Great Elder who is her only blood relative? This shows that the crux of the problem still lies with the Third Elder."

Zhan Yanfeng looked up, his expressionless face showed no signs of joy or anger, only the corners of his mouth twitched slightly and then fell quickly: This woman is quite weird, with the demeanor of a high monk, but the look between her eyebrows is very cunning, like a... monster in the guise of a high monk. He looked at her calmly, "What do you mean?"

The demon who had attained enlightenment bowed again, with a self-righteous smile between his brows, "People walk the path of reincarnation, drink Meng Po soup, and let go of all the obsessions and causes and effects in their lifetime, and are now alone. The reason why the young lady feels heavy and breathless is just the cause and effect that the living imposed on her on her journey of reincarnation, which did not belong to her." After saying this, he lowered his head, smiled and said nothing.

Zhan Yanfeng bit his teeth and glared at the steward who was hiding his head and pretending not to exist. He glared for a long time until his eyes were sore. Then he said with a fake smile, "It seems that this elder has no fate with the Buddha. This elder is confused by what the young lady said and can't understand the point."

Miss Yuan rolled her eyes, and there was no trace of a smile on her palm-sized face. In the cold wind of the night, she had a chilling feeling. "In other words, don't blame all the bad things you did on a dead ghost. It will dirty people's reincarnation path!"

The words are conclusive and resounding.

The manager took a deep breath and almost passed out - is this woman really not afraid of death? ! However, it must be said that this weird energy is really like the person lying in the coffin...

The steward shrank his neck, and heard his master finally unable to hold back and roar, "How dare you! Young Madam is so arrogant! Have you forgotten that this is my Zhixuan Mountain, not the backyard of your Kejing Marquis's Mansion! I gave you some face, but you spoke nonsense in front of me. Do you really think that this elder dare not touch you?"

Yuan Ge shook his head, looking very gentle, and said softly, "I have met Mother Hong several times in Shengjing. Every time I saw her, she was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had decent makeup, but she only had a wooden hairpin in her hair... I, an outsider, can see what Hong Lan is thinking, so how could the Third Elder not know? You took advantage of her feelings and made her plan for you, take risks and commit crimes. I thought she was your confidant, but you just abandoned her, so decisively... With the previous incident, how could I think you didn't dare to touch me?"

"What do you know! She stole the hairpin in the first place! She made me drink! She stole my hairpin! She is a thief!" Zhan Yanfeng stretched his neck and roared at Yuan Ge, his saliva spraying far away. The usually calm and dignified Third Elder was so excited that his face turned red and his neck became thick. He looked as if he was explaining something to someone on the other side of time and space.

In the forbidden area of ​​Zhixuan Mountain is the ancestral hall of the nearly extinct Yuan family.

Standing here and talking about the hairpin that was never given away and secretly taken away by Hong Lan, Zhan Yanfeng didn't lose his mind, but he didn't keep any of it. He smiled foolishly and scolded coldly, "Her feelings? Of course I know, but so what? It's not me who seduced her... If she likes me, can I stop her? Besides, since she likes me, likes me so much that she is willing to be a prostitute for me, then she is naturally willing to die for me. I am just helping her! Isn't it too much for the young lady to interfere in a matter that we both want?"

Yuan Ge tightened his hands hanging by his side, and his eyes vaguely swept across a patch of grass. The leaves seemed to be rustling in the wind, and then slowly calmed down.

Yuan Ge clenched his fists again, took a step forward, raised his head and met the other person's gaze, questioning him word by word, "If I like you, I would die for you. Then why didn't you accompany Murong Shaoai when she passed away?! Is it because you don't like her enough?! Or do you know that your love is not good enough to show for it?"

"presumptuous!"

As soon as Zhan Yanfeng finished speaking, Song Wenyuan flashed and steadily caught the other party's hand that was fanning towards Yuan Ge, "Third Elder, my wife was a little emotional and said something wrong, please forgive me."

Just slightly?