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

Zhan Yanfeng lowered his eyes and looked at the hand that was holding his wrist. It was pale, thin, with distinct joints, and the wrist seemed pale and almost weak, but he secretly pulled it away but was unable to do so.

Although he looks like a pale-faced scholar, he actually has great strength in his hands, and his movement just now was very light and beautiful.

"As expected of Lord Song, whose reputation has risen rapidly in recent years. Even people like me who live in seclusion in Zhixuan Mountain and are ignorant of the world have heard of him. But... Lord Song's words are really unreasonable. Please forgive me?" Zhan Yanfeng pulled his hand again. The hand that seemed to have no strength was like an eagle's claw, making it impossible to move. Zhan Yanfeng's eyes suddenly turned cold, "Let go! Lord Song, do you still want to fight with this elder here?"

"Of course I don't dare." Song Wenyuan then let go of his hand, took a half step back and came to Yuan Ge's side, then he lowered his head slightly and said in a gentle voice, "My wife speaks more directly and hates evil. She was wrong today and trespassed into the important area of ​​the mountain. I will take her away now... so as not to delay the Third Elder."

After saying this, he glanced at the open coffin with an expression that was quite intriguing.

Zhan Yanfeng almost understood the other party's unspoken subtext: no matter how exaggerated the story of opening the coffin today was, it was always untenable. If Zhan Yanfeng wanted to conceal the truth, he should not embarrass them at this time.

This subtext seemed implicit, but it was also very direct. Zhan Yanfeng snorted lightly and did not respond.

The steward rolled his eyes when he heard this, and he only regretted that he could not just lie down and pretend to be dead: Is he too direct in his words? Is he too hateful? Who is Lord Song implying is the villain? He thought someone came to mediate, but he came to take sides! No wonder this young lady has such a fierce temper, is she spoiled? The steward saw that the veins on Zhan Yanfeng's forehead were throbbing, and he hurriedly smiled and persuaded him, "Yes, yes, Lord Song, please take the young lady down quickly, and be careful not to be seen by others. It will be difficult to explain then, and it will also hurt the harmony..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhan Yanfeng glanced at him. That almost nonchalant look made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. The words that followed, which he had not yet been able to utter, were frozen in his throat.

Zhan Yanfeng lowered his eyes and sneered, his smile was cold, and he said softly, "This elder was just thinking that this young lady looks young, but her tone of voice is really not small. It turns out that Lord Song spoiled her. However, if she said something offensive in the backyard of her own house, it would be fine. After all, it is your own home. As long as Lord Song likes it, it’s fine... But now that the young lady is in my Zhixuan Mountain, she should abide by the rules of my Zhixuan Mountain. She came to the forbidden area in the middle of the night and spoke nonsense in front of the dead. Do you really think that I, the third elder, am dead?! Lord Song, I’m afraid this elder can’t give me this little face."

Zhan Yanfeng did want to keep things quiet at first, but Song Wenyuan reminded him that if Wen Qian stayed on the mountain, it would only be an uncontrollable hidden danger, so it would be better to drive him down the mountain tonight!

He raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the ancestral hall. "That is the ancestral hall of the Yuan family. Except for my eldest brother himself, all of my eldest brother's descendants are here. If the young lady speaks ill of me, it's fine. I will not argue with you because I know you are young. But you cannot speak nonsense in the place where the dead rest... She is Yuan Ge's mother. According to seniority, she is my niece-in-law. The young lady is good friends with Nan Yin, so she is her junior. Even if the young lady has a problem with me, she should not call her by name and throw dirty water on her. Please forgive me that Zhixuanshan cannot entertain such a young lady. Please go down the mountain tonight! From now on, Zhixuanshan will no longer welcome the young lady to the mountain as a guest!"

Zhan Yanfeng ordered them to leave with a cold face, then he tilted his head and looked far away in the direction of the ancestral hall, his eyes distant and lonely.

The stunning glimpse more than ten years ago, she was wearing a wedding dress, like a beautiful flower in full bloom, with a charming smile and beautiful eyes, which caused ripples in his heart which he thought was destined to be calm in this life... But fate played a trick on them. They met on a day when it was too late for everything. She called him, Third Uncle... His feelings for her were incestuous.

He has been hiding for half his life and is going to keep hiding forever... There can't be any surprises about this.

He was still thinking, but he heard the other party suddenly say, "She doesn't like the wooden hairpin, and she doesn't like you either."

The woman's voice was gentle and her speech was slow, without any sense of tension. She looked at Zhan Yanfeng, who was stunned for a moment and didn't even have time to react, and continued to stab him in the heart, "She has been married to Yuan's eldest son for several years and has a son and a daughter. Their relationship is extraordinary. The eldest elder showed me her portrait, in which she is mostly wearing jade jewelry. The eldest elder also said that she is a very good woman, gentle and tough, with a stubborn temper. She would rather die than live in disgrace... Third elder, if such a woman is heartless, she would rather die than have children with someone she doesn't love..."

"you shut up!"

"Shut up! What do you know?! You know nothing!" The other party finally got furious. He was like a completely enraged lion. He raised his neck and roared at Yuan Ge, losing the demeanor that he never lost in front of others.

That was the Zhan Yanfeng that Yuan Ge felt was unfamiliar, a Zhan Yanfeng who had almost lost his mind.

Yuan Ge looked up at Song Wenyuan, pursed his lips, and continued to talk to Zhan Yanfeng, "You don't cherish that woman who is dressed in gorgeous clothes but treats a rough wooden hairpin as a treasure, but you covet the deceased who never had you in her heart. But if you say you are affectionate, you have never done anything for her. Before and after her death, all you have is a crudely carved wooden hairpin, and you didn't even carve a few more to practice... You say I don't understand, and I really don't understand. After all, such deep affection is just your own self-touching, Third Elder."

"You, what you can't let go of is that person, or yourself who thinks you are deeply in love."

When the palm wind arrived, Yuan Ge quickly retreated, but Song Wenyuan had already met him, but Zhan Yanfeng was defeated in just three moves.

No matter how well he took care of himself, he was indeed old, and in recent years he had been indulged in those emotions and had no intention of practicing. He also didn't know what was the point of practicing a peerless martial arts. That's why everyone in the mountain said that he had no desires or demands, which was not false... Now he was a little out of breath after only three moves. He glanced at Song Wenyuan who looked frail, and then looked at Yuan Ge. After a while, he suddenly laughed up to the sky. His laughter was so loud that the manager on the side was frightened but did not dare to step forward to dissuade him. He just looked around helplessly, with the corners of his mouth trembling.

Zhan Yanfeng laughed for a long time, until tears came out of his eyes, and then he stopped laughing suddenly, staring at Yuan Ge with a strange and evil expression, "You asked me why I didn't die with her, right?"