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

The hesitation and uneasiness in the other party's words were obvious. Yuan Ge was a little surprised and looked back at her.

Zhuang Matian, who couldn't hide his thoughts, looked completely unruly at the moment. His eyes were dodging, and his whole body was very uneasy. His ten fingers were rubbing against each other as if they were determined to tie a few knots together... Yuan Ge looked at the rubbing fingers and couldn't help but smile. He said in a gentle voice, "Well, everything is fine. The Wen family... Wen Qian's mother is gone, but she has a stepmother and a half-sister. Although they are not close, they are loyal to her. Just like you, she has a sharp tongue but a soft heart."

Zhuang Mengdie choked, "How can I be so soft-hearted? I have a sharp tongue and a sharp heart!"

She did not admit the softness in her heart, but she did not refute that her heart was on his side... Yuan Ge chuckled and comforted her, "Yes, yes, Miss Zhuang, you are like knives all over your body, even your eyes are like knives, which can hurt people... Do you still want to listen? In addition, I have a father who loves me, a grandmother who cherishes me, a big brother and sister-in-law who just came home, and a lovely nephew named Zhuozhuo. That little guy is smart but considerate. I haven't seen him for a long time. I'm afraid he's crying behind my back again..."

She counted them one by one in a soft voice, and her smile became more gentle, a kind of gentleness rarely seen in Yuan Ge.

Zhuang Mengdie looked at Yuan Ge like this... Yuan Ge used to be prickly, cold, and always worried no matter where she was - that was what Yuan Qi brought to her, but the Yuan Ge in front of her no longer had that worry, and her smile with lowered eyebrows was really infinitely gentle, and she really looked better than before. Zhuang Mengdie raised the corner of her mouth calmly and asked, "What about the people from the Song family?"

Yuan Ge tilted his head and thought for a while, "Let's treat each other with respect. With Song Wenyuan here, there's no need to serve tea and water, and follow the rules of morning and evening visits. It's also good."

Everything is fine, that's good, not to mention Nanyin is also from Shengjing, Nanyin treats her so well, naturally he won't let her suffer any grievances. Zhuang Mengdie nodded, stood up and drank the rest of the wine, then turned to look at Yuan Ge, and said in a calm voice, "I'll guard Zhixuan Mountain for you."

Looking at Zhuang Mengdie who suddenly became very serious, Yuan Ge felt his heart skip a beat, as if a taut string was finally loosened, and it bounced back with a "dong..." sound, with a lingering sound.

She looked at Zhuang Mengdie, but the other party had already made up his mind. He didn't wait for her to express her opinion and continued, "Just like you said, someone has to guard Zhixuan Mountain. There's no one on the Third Elder's side, and there's no one on your side. The First Elder is old and can't hold on for a few more years. Besides, since you're still here, he's always worried about you. He might as well go to Shengjing City to see you when he has time... Someone has to guard here. If Yuan Ge is gone, it doesn't matter who guards it, but since you're still here, I don't want to leave it to others... I can't let you be homeless."

There had never been such a heart-to-heart moment between them.

Perhaps it's because of the face that's both familiar and unfamiliar that makes it easier to express one's true feelings.

His slightly widened eyes slowly curved again, Yuan Ge chuckled and nodded, "Okay. Thank you."

"If you have time, come back often." Zhuang Mengdie turned his eyes away, coughed, and then said, "I'm good at fighting, but I don't have the confidence to manage such a big mess. Maybe if you don't come back for a few years, this place will be overgrown with weeds."

"No." Yuan Ge bent down to pick up food for her, his eyes gentle and smiling, as if he was coaxing a tantrum child, "Our Miss Zhuang, Zhuang Batian, can do anything well as long as she wants to do it."

It’s been a long time since I last heard someone call me that. How long has it been?

She felt inexplicably upset, but still sneered with disdain on her face, "Don't say these nice words to coax me, I won't fall for it! I'm leaving this place here for you. If you don't come back, I'm going to destroy this place for you! You know, I don't have any other skills, but I'm good at destroying things - I keep my word!"

With his chin raised high and his face full of pride - is the ability to mess things up really something to be proud of?

Yuan Ge shook his head helplessly, pushing the dishes on several plates towards her, and said with a smile, "Yes, yes... If you want me to come back to see you, just tell me directly. When the time comes, you can write a letter and I will rush back without stopping. Why do you have to threaten me like this... You are a good girl, but you can't talk to me nicely, but you have to stab me like a knife... You have been down the mountain for many years, why can't you change? Eat, and then go to bed quickly. I'm tired all day and I'm sleepy!"

"Who wanted you to come back to see me?" Miss Zhuang suddenly shouted angrily, and she almost jumped three feet high like a cat whose tail was stepped on and its fur stood on end. Her eyes became rounder and bigger, and under the moonlight, they were like cat's eyes, full of vitality and beauty.

Yuan Ge was too lazy to even stroke her hair. He yawned lazily and nodded at the food in her hand, "Eat quickly, I'm sleepy."

"If you're sleepy, just go to sleep!" Zhuang Mengdie said disdainfully as she ate, "As if no one is stopping you!"

嘿！元戈都被气笑了，感情大晚上威胁自己上屋顶吃酒的不是她庄梦蝶呗？元戈舔了舔后牙槽，笑，“成，这可是你说的？别等我下去又威胁我上来，不然就将我逮起来揍一顿什么的……本小姐如今细皮嫩肉的，可不敢受你一拳头。”

Zhuang Mengdie waved without even looking up, and suddenly called out, "Wait! Wait until I finish eating, and I'll take you downstairs."

When he met Yuan Ge's "as expected" expression, he rolled his eyes and explained, "With your mediocre skills, it's the middle of the night, I'm afraid you'll fall and no one will be working then." Having said that, he suddenly remembered the slap he gave Yuan Ge in the face when he first knew Yuan Ge's identity in the forest. The dead girl said that she was thinking about things and not paying attention, but it turned out that she didn't have any skills at all... In Zhuang Mengdie's eyes, this mediocre skill was the same as nothing.

The never-honest girl. Zhuang Mengdie was annoyed and complained, but she ate the food faster, wolfing it down in two or three mouthfuls. She held the cups and dishes in one hand, and pulled Yuan Ge down from the roof with the other hand before stepping back, "I'm going home."

Yuan Ge nodded, turned around and walked into the house. Zhuang Mengdie suddenly called out again, "Yuan...you, if you walk in front of me, do you want me to take you back?" The word "death" was on the tip of her tongue but she swallowed it back. The carefree Miss Zhuang had some taboos after all. She was afraid of death and was afraid of someone disappearing without even saying hello.

Yuan Ge, who had already stepped into the threshold, paused for a moment, turned back, smiled and refused, "No need. After a hundred years, your body will be dead and your soul will return... It's getting late, go to bed."