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

Feng Qingtan certainly knew that no one was more suitable than Yuan Ge.

Yuan Ge is an expert in pharmacology and poison detection. She understands the symptoms of poisoning better than anyone else, so she can naturally cooperate with him better... They have cooperated like this before.

But this time is different.

"This is a matter of life and death!" Feng Qingtan gritted his teeth, lashing out at the girl before him, whose gentle exterior betrayed a familiar air of arrogance. The scolding on the tip of his tongue ultimately turned into an unspoken sigh, his heart aching for her. He earnestly advised, "This isn't a joke. Is the Wei Rui fragrant? Is the recorded prescription incorrect? Even if it's correct, where are we going to find so much Wei Rui? Girl, you should know this isn't a joke."

"I know." Yuan Ge nodded calmly, her expression becoming increasingly gentle as she became more serious. She explained earnestly, "Precisely because I know this isn't a joke, I understand even more clearly that this person must be, and can only be, me. Is it the fragrance of Wei Rui Sheng Xiang, or is there something wrong with the prescription? Teacher, who else on Zhixuan Mountain knows better than me besides you? If there's a mistake, I know you'll be able to find the correct antidote. If there's nothing wrong... there's always a way."

"What can we do? What can we do? Wei Rui is hard to find, you know that better than me!"

"It's true that Wei Rui is hard to find, but the eldest brother of the Wen family has extensive connections. If I write a letter to Shengjing and ask him to help me find Wei Rui, it shouldn't be difficult. Teacher... if you weren't concerned, you would be confused. If you were in my shoes, you would definitely make the same decision as me. Isn't it?"

The little girl sat on a small stool, her head slightly tilted, smiling, a bit gentle and a bit playful, just like the child she was back then. Time really flies. The little girl has grown up, and the big girl got married without saying a word... It seems that everything has changed, and yet it seems that nothing has changed. Feng Qingtan coughed, as if he wanted to cough out the cotton ball that was blocking his throat. He knew that Yuan Ge was right. The little girl always had her reasons.

But, he said, "Even if I agree, what about your old man? What about Nan Yin? And what about that kid Song? If anything happens to you again, they will peel off the skin of me!"

"If you don't tell them, they won't know that I took the poison on my own initiative." Her words were gentle, yet a hint of cunning could be seen, and her composure showed that she had already planned everything out - it had always been like this. She had her own ideas since she was a child, and no one could stop her when she was stubborn.

Feng Qingtan knew that even if he wanted to stop her, he couldn't stop this cunning girl. After a while, he murmured with a long sigh, "Your old man... Don't be fooled by his usual aggressive and vigorous appearance, as if nothing can defeat him. He is just strong on the outside but weak on the inside. Girl, his life has been very miserable..."

Yuan Ge looked up and saw the old man slightly pressed the corners of his mouth, and said softly with an expression he had never seen before, "He, it's too hard..."

Sunlight filtered through the branches, falling on the old man's wrinkled face, making his expression even more secretive. His nearly murky eyes seemed to hold a thousand unspoken words. Somehow, Yuan Ge's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously asked, "What's wrong?"

But even as he finished speaking, the old man's expression changed, as if he had suddenly woken from a trance. His eyes flickered before he pretended to be relaxed and said, "He lost his son and daughter-in-law at such a young age, and the grandchildren he raised with great difficulty were gone overnight. Isn't that hard? To be honest, I thought he couldn't bear it. I say to you, it's time to give him some peace of mind... As for Weirui's matter, I can agree not to tell them the truth, but girl, remember, if anything really happens to you, I don't care what others do, but I don't need them to peel off my skin. I will go and accompany you on my own."

"teacher……"

Yuan Ge frowned slightly, clearly disapproving of the old man's extreme approach. But before he could finish his words of advice, they were interrupted. "You don't have to persuade me. You should know that we, master and disciple, have the same temperament. Once we've made up our minds, no one can persuade us... You have your own reasons, and as a master, I naturally have my own stubbornness and persistence."

He stood up and brushed the dust off the corner of his clothes with the book in his hand. As he lowered his gaze, the gloom in his eyes disappeared, leaving only a faint smile, a look of deep affection for his child. He said, "I've been your master for so many years, but I haven't taught you much. You're so smart, you understand most things quickly. In the end, you were all self-taught... This makes it seem like I, an old man, have been living in this mountain for nothing for so many years. Now, it's finally time to get down to business."

The sudden seriousness is what catches people off guard.

Yuan Ge was startled and instinctively tried to stand up, but the man pressed her shoulders back onto the stool. She looked over in surprise, but all she could see was the old man's chin. He was looking towards the gate, his chin slightly raised, his expression invisible. After a long silence, he patted her shoulder and turned to walk inside without saying a word.

Looking at his back, he looked increasingly hunched and lonely, as if all his energy and spirit had been lost in an instant. He took a few steps and waved his hand behind him, "Go get ready." After saying that, he sighed deeply...

Yuan Ge sat on a small stool, watching the old man walk in with his hands behind his back and his back bent. He pursed his lips, but said nothing in the end.

……

Not long after noon, a letter was secretly sent to Shengjing City by Nan Yin, avoiding Song Wenyuan.

That night, Feng Qingtan sent out all the servants in Yuan Junfeng's courtyard, even the guards guarding outside the gate. The guards were reluctant to leave, but when they saw that the little medicine boy carrying the medicine box behind the miracle doctor was their wife, they hesitated and finally agreed to leave.

As soon as the next morning dawned, news spread that the young lady had been poisoned.

The entire Zhixuan Mountain was in chaos almost instantly.

Song Wenyuan had just fallen asleep at that time, and was still a little dazed when Yan Huo woke him up. He pressed his temples and fluttered his eyelids, then belatedly asked, "What?" Then, before Yan Huo could reply, he suddenly stopped, stiffened his neck, and looked up, his voice changing, "What did you say?"

Yanhuo didn't say anything, just nodded slowly, indicating that his master had heard it correctly.

No one spoke. In the refreshing coolness of the winter morning, Song Wenyuan suddenly felt that all the blood in his body was frozen at that moment. He seemed to have heard it, and he should have heard it, but when those ordinary words were combined together, he felt... confused.