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

The guards at the door turned around one after another, all with shocked expressions.

Zhan Hongchang was a "hard-headed man". He seemed to be sure that Song Wenyuan could not really torture him. Even when he was scared to death, he still insisted that he knew nothing. When asked, he just didn't remember. When asked again, he said he was too old and couldn't remember.

They couldn't kill him, and it was hard to implement those tricks in the imperial prison. After all, it was someone else's territory. So although the steward suffered a lot of torture, he didn't really suffer much physical pain. Now the young lady went in and said a few words, and the old man was so frightened...? The guards looked at each other, and were hesitating whether to go in to see what was going on, when they saw Song Wenyuan and Lin Mu coming in.

The guard rushed over and reported the situation in the house. Lin Mu had been upset by Zhan Hongchang recently and was annoyed. Hearing this, he scolded, "Don't you know what's going on in there? Don't you know that the young lady can't stand the smell of blood? Why did you let someone in..."

They knew what was going on inside, but they really didn't know that the young lady couldn't stand the smell of blood. Besides... the young lady wanted to go in, and they couldn't stop her! Just as she was about to speak, she heard Zhan Hongchang screaming again, "Impossible! There are no ghosts in this world! I don't believe it! I don't believe it! Tell me! Who are you?!"

"Don't you understand why Feng Qingtan suddenly accepted me as his medicine boy? Don't you also understand why the Great Elder kept Jianshu by his side?" Tired of bending over, Yuan Ge slowly stepped back and stood up straight. He stood with his arms folded and looked down at Zhan Hongchang who was shouting like crazy in front of him. He said almost slowly, "Have you been to that secret room? Even if you haven't been there, you should have heard that there are many strange secret techniques and recipes in it. Jin Su left with the secret technique that can bring people back to life... Can you accept the idea of ​​reincarnation?"

Everyone outside the door looked at each other, and Lin Mu felt his heart in his throat: There are still people here!

Song Wenyuan raised his lips slightly. This girl told the truth in every word, but it didn't sound like the truth. She never said she was Yuan Ge. He raised his hand and asked someone to stay where they were. He took two steps forward and came to the door, but he didn't go in. He just stood there with his hands behind his back and watched quietly.

Zhan Hongchang didn't notice the person at the door. He hugged his knees and pressed his back against the corner, looking at Yuan Ge's panicked and terrified expression, "No..." He shook his head repeatedly, "No... You are not her. She is dead. When she dies, she is gone. Everything is gone! No matter how powerful a person is, once he dies, everything is gone, let alone a little girl..."

"Yes, not to mention it's just a little girl." Yuan Ge pressed her lips, her eyes were so intense behind the light that they seemed like an undercurrent surging in the night. She said, "It's just a little girl, but you guys just want to dig up her grave and disturb her peace at the slightest sign of trouble. Why? Or... is it that Manager Zhan has something to do with the death of this little girl?"

"Nonsense!" The other party stood up suddenly, then fell heavily to the ground, his neck still stretched out, his eyeballs protruding and creepy in his sunken eye sockets. He refuted almost hoarsely, "What's the relationship?! She fell off the cliff and died, what does it have to do with me?! I tell you, even if you want to seek revenge, you shouldn't seek revenge on me!"

"Who should I look for then?"

"Of course it is--" The sound that stopped abruptly was swallowed back, and Manager Zhan pulled the corner of his mouth to smile sinisterly, "Aren't you back for revenge? Don't you know who hurt you? How ridiculous, you think you are the eldest lady of Zhixuan Mountain, with fine clothes and food, and precious gold and jade, and so many people coaxing and pampering you, but you don't know how many people's way you block! Haha!" He seemed to be very happy, laughing with his face up, laughing so hard that he couldn't breathe, and his face turned red from coughing.

It was this sentence again... I don't know how many people were blocked by it. Jin Su also said this at that time, and her words sounded like she was killed by someone.

Yuan Ge frowned, "Whose way did you block? Zhan Yanfeng?"

The other person's laughter had died down, but the smile was still on his lips. He tilted his head and stared at Yuan Ge, as if he wanted to find out the truth about this body in front of him. He smiled meaningfully, and even changed his sitting position in a good mood, stretched out his curled legs, and said, "Third Master? Third Master was busy protecting her, how could he hurt her? Third Master is a man with a face of a demon and a heart of a bodhisattva, but he fell in love with someone he shouldn't have. He resented the Yuan family very much, but you and Yuan Qi were exceptions. Don't you know how many famous doctors he has privately sought out and asked them for ways to treat Yuan Qi... Don't they all cost money? How much money can he, a third elder with no real job, earn?"

"Naturally, I had to find another way. But he is a fool. It would have been fine if he didn't take credit for it, but he hasn't said a word about it in all these years!" Zhan Hongchang said while laughing foolishly, his laughter was hoarse and desolate.

Zhan Hongchang seemed to be clear-headed, but he kept using "she" and "you" in his words, which showed that he was a little confused. However, the things he mentioned in his words did not seem false - in fact, because of this confusion, they seemed more real.

He said, Zhan Yanfeng's original intention was to save his brother? Zhan Yanfeng would not harm her, so who was it... or who were they? Who did she block? Yuan Ge was puzzled, looking at Zhan Hongchang with a strange expression, and whispered, "Uncle Zhan..."

The other party almost trembled all over and looked up, his voice trembling, "You..."

"Uncle Zhan," she called out again, looking at him with pity, and spoke softly, "How many people do you work for? Did Third Uncle ask you to deliver those dishes and chopsticks stained with poison, or did your other master ask you to take them to trick Third Uncle and tell him that they were relics of plague patients?"

The man's legs, which had just been stretched out, suddenly retracted again. He hugged his knees tightly and screamed like a ghost, "What did you call him?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Ge's voice suddenly rose, "Tell me!"

The other party also suddenly yelled, "Nonsense! What poison! That's the plague! These are the dishes and chopsticks used by the people who died of the plague down the mountain! I dug them out of their abandoned houses and brought them up the mountain! After they were used, they were thrown away, thrown away! I don't understand what you are saying! You can't call me Third Uncle!"

Not everyone can call him "Third Uncle". So far, only Yuan Ge has called him that.