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

No one will go to great lengths to do something that is not worth the effort.

The Murong family came here because of the illness of the old Murong family head. If the entire Zhixuan Mountain was destroyed, it would be a loss for them. In this case, would they still go to such great lengths to bring about such a disaster?

What if it was me? If I wanted to get the secret recipe without anyone noticing, what should I do? I could poison him the same way, then hide in the dark and observe Zhixuanshan's reaction, waiting for the people on the mountain to open the door of the secret room and take out the secret recipe for detoxification and treatment that they had been working so hard for. If that was true, then it would make sense for them to kill people like this.

In this case, the answer to the question is probably still in this secret room.

Yuan Ge plunged into her secret room. There was everything in the secret room, including swords, spears, jewels, jade, famous paintings, antiques from previous dynasties, toxicology and medical books, and even ancient secrets that could not be traced back... There was almost everything here, so it was not easy to find a prescription or secret recipe for the disease. Even Yuan Ge himself was not sure whether there was such an answer sealed in a corner.

This bundle will take several days.

The meals were prepared by the Jinyiwei themselves, and were sent to Yuan Ge after going through layers of inspection. The taste was a little worse, but it was safe and reliable. However, Miss Yuan had a picky taste. She frowned and couldn't swallow the food that ordinary people could accept. She was thinner as she carried a few plates over and over again. The news reached Song Wenyuan, but he was powerless. The situation was special now. Even the old man who had been with Yuan Junfeng for many years could not be trusted, so who could be completely trusted?

Moreover, he and Yuan Ge both felt that since the plague was most likely fake, the broken bowl with a hole in it might just be a trick, and the real method of poisoning was hard to guard against. It happened to be after the New Year, and all the students on the mountain returned home. Some of the guards on the mountain also returned home to celebrate the New Year, so there was a shortage of manpower at this moment.

Zhan Yanfeng did find it.

This is probably the only good news recently.

The Third Elder, who usually lived a life of luxury, had suffered nothing but the white hair that had been plucked out and grown back again in recent years. It was said that when the Royal Guards found him in the mountains, he was already in a very sorry state, his clothes were dirty and torn by branches, and his hair, which was usually meticulous, was now a mess on his head. It had turned a lot white in just a few days, and it looked even more tired. He didn't have any of his former dignity, but looked like a refugee suffering from hunger and cold.

When he was found by the Jinyiwei, Zhan Yanfeng did not resist at all, but cooperated very much and followed them back. The first thing he did after coming back was to ask for a bath, otherwise he would not say a word even if they interrogated him about his words and deeds.

Although he doesn't seem like a tough guy.

However, the Jinyiwei had no intention of making things difficult for the Third Elder. After all, judging from the current situation, the Third Elder who thought he was in control of everything probably didn't know that he was just a pawn in the hands of others. Even if such a person was tortured, he probably wouldn't be able to get anything out of him. In addition, given his status and relationship, they had to give him some face. So they planned to simply ask him a few questions, then detain him alone and bring him back to Shengjing.

As expected, when Zhan Yanfeng finished bathing and changing clothes, he was brought to Song Wenyuan. When he heard that his trusted steward was working for someone else behind the scenes, Zhan Yanfeng was stunned and stared at Song Wenyuan in astonishment. He couldn't say anything for a long time. It was not until a long time later that he shook his head and murmured in disbelief, "No, no... How could he cooperate with Murong? Murong, Murong is..." What Murong was was not said.

Murong is her mother's family, but also her enemy.

He did what she couldn't do until her death, he shouldered the grudges she hadn't resolved until her death, he took care of the person she missed until her death. This was how she had been through all these years, but in the end, he still couldn't protect the love of her life... He felt deeply guilty, but he also hated the two children because of the blood of the Murong and Yuan families. These two almost opposite and contradictory emotions entangled and tore him day and night, until he didn't even know whether he felt more guilty or disgusted.

"I want to see him." Zhan Yanfeng, who had calmed down, seemed to quickly accept the fact that his confidant had betrayed him. While tidying up the wrinkles on his robe, he glanced at Song Wenyuan slowly and said in a calm voice, "I want everyone to die and be buried with me, but it must not be the knife in Murong's hand! I think he should understand this... But even if he understands it, he still chooses to work for Murong. I want to ask him clearly."

Zhan Yanfeng, who had calmed down, became much gentler than before, which was consistent with the previous rumors.

Song Wenyuan nodded to his men, who understood what he meant and immediately brought a stool over. Zhan Yanfeng sat down calmly, looked at Song Wenyuan, smiled slightly, and said slowly, "I want to talk to him, but I don't want your people to wait outside. Don't worry, I won't run away, and I don't think I can run away... After I finish talking to him, I can tell you some things, which may be useful to you."

"But Commander Song should be suspicious. You can decide for yourself whether to believe it or not. But if I find out that you are eavesdropping outside, I will never reveal a single word to you even if I have to die! Even if I have to become the knife in Murong's hand!" He gritted his teeth, with a cruel look.

Very strange and cruel.

For a moment, he couldn't tell where the ruthlessness came from and where it ended. It seemed to be towards Murong, towards Song Wenyuan, and towards himself. Song Wenyuan looked at him for a moment, and he couldn't figure out the ups and downs of the Third Elder's emotions. After thinking for a moment, he nodded and agreed, "Okay. I'll let you see him... My people will guard the gate of the yard. You guys pay attention to your voices, so they won't hear you. I can only give in here. If I don't let anyone guard it at all, if you were in his place, I'm afraid you wouldn't feel at ease, right?"

"Okay." Zhan Yanfeng nodded, and the fierceness in his eyes disappeared. "It's nothing serious. It's just some grudges from the past. If someone is listening... it's a bit difficult to talk about."

It was Zhan Yanfeng who calmed down again.

He was like a madman with his emotions out of control. He gritted his teeth when he was mad, and was calm and gentle when he was calm. The switch between the two was a little confusing.

It's like a demon has been born in my heart, but I have no place to vent it.