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

Yuan Ge is also sick.

Regardless of whether he was sick or poisoned, this distinguished guest from Zhixuan Mountain also fell down.

Song Wenyuan rushed over anxiously, but before he could even enter the yard, he was stopped by Grandma Dou who was standing at the door with her head down.

Granny Dou didn't seem surprised by Song Wenyuan's arrival. She calmly took a half step back, slightly bent her knees, and then called out in a gentle voice, "Sir Song. Sir Song, please go back."

Standing at the door, there was an obvious intention of blocking, gentle but firm.

Song Wenyuan's face suddenly darkened. Thinking that the old man in front of her was someone she had known for many years, she swallowed down her surging anger and anxiety along with the scolding on the tip of her tongue. Finally, she said coldly, "Get out of the way."

The other party did not avoid or give way, and slowly bowed again, "Master Feng has instructed that no one is allowed to enter or leave this place without his permission. Lord Song, please don't embarrass this old servant."

The three words "anyone" were pronounced with great emphasis.

She lowered her head, and her expression could not be seen clearly. From Song Wenyuan's perspective, he could only see her meticulously groomed white hair. In her hair was a jade hairpin of high-quality texture and simple style. Apart from that, there was no other pendant at all. She looked like a serious and calm person, and very reliable.

Song Wenyuan pressed the corners of his mouth, suppressing the emotions clogging his throat. His expression remained calm, but his harshness was less pronounced. He said in a deep voice, "She is my wife. No matter whether good or bad, I must go in and take a look. If Elder Feng doesn't agree, please ask Madam to tell her... that this junior will go in and accompany her, and won't come out."

The other party looked up at him, slightly widening her eyes, her pupils a beautiful amber color in the sunlight, faint and kind. Then she shook her head and sighed almost earnestly, "I know you are worried about the young lady, but you don't know medicine and can't help. The young lady is asleep now and doesn't know you are by her side. But there are still many things outside that need your attention. Lord Song, please... put the overall situation first." After that, she bowed slowly again.

She called Yuan Ge "girl".

Song Wenyuan was slightly stunned, "You..."

As he hesitated, the last echo was interrupted. The voice came before the person arrived. "What's going on? I just came back from the foot of the mountain and heard that she was sick. She was fine yesterday, how did she suddenly get sick? She has been locked in that secret room for the past few days, eating, drinking, defecating and urinating, and no one has seen her. How could she have caught it? Let me go in and see how she is... Grandma Dou? Lord Song is here too?"

The lingering sound of chattering came to an abrupt end. Zhuang Mengdie, who was obviously out of breath after running all the way, looked at Grandma Dou who nodded slightly at the door with an indecipherable smile, and almost tried to cover up her worry, which she felt was inappropriate. "Well, well, after all, he is a guest of Zhixuanshan, and a guest of distinguished status. It's only natural for me to care about him, right? Since you are here, let's go in together!" After saying this, even she herself felt that her words were not convincing. When did she, Zhuang Mengdie, understand common sense?

While smiling awkwardly, she reached out to embrace Grandma Dou, but the old lady slightly turned away from her, then knelt down and bowed, "Miss Zhuang, please go back."

The action of inviting people to come to him suddenly stopped, "You won't let me in?"

Because of surprise, his voice was a little loud, and he pointed the hand that embraced the person towards the yard. He hesitated for a moment and finally asked, "Grandma Dou, do you know who's in there? That's..." That's Yuan Ge!

But the other party was obviously unable to understand what she had not said from her abruptly cut words. Instead, like a completely inhumane puppet, he lowered his eyes, bent his knees, and repeatedly reiterated, "Feng Lao has ordered that no one is allowed to enter without his permission. Please go back."

"I'm already here, why should I go back? The worst that can happen is that I'll just go in and never come out!" Zhuang Mengdie was impatient, and she immediately rolled up her sleeves to force her way in. Halfway through, she barely remembered the big man standing next to her who was silent, and glanced at him unhappily, "Sir Song? Your wife is lying in there, and you don't plan to go in and take a look? Or are you worried that you'll also be infected with that weird disease?" As she spoke, she rolled her eyes one after another.

Song Wenyuan ignored him.

Grandma Dou's call of "young lady" instantly made Song Wenyuan understand why everyone in the courtyard had been sent away except Grandma Dou—not because of Feng Qingtan's order, but because the person lying inside was Yuan Ge. Even so, out of protection for Grandma Dou, Feng Qingtan wouldn't let her stay, unless... the person who nodded was Yuan Ge. Yes, Yuan Ge had been in the secret room for the past few days and only saw Zhan Yanfeng yesterday. How could she suddenly contract this disease?

What is the overall situation?

What a "the overall situation is important"! And then there was the stubborn Grandma Dou before him. Like master, like servant. Song Wenyuan clenched his cheeks, grinding the back of his teeth as if grinding on someone's flesh. After a long pause, he asked coldly, "In that case, does she have any other instructions for you to convey?" It would be better if there were something else, not just "the overall situation is important."

But Granny Dou lowered her eyes quietly and said, "To answer your Excellency, no."

Song Wenyuan clenched her hands behind her back suddenly, and squeezed out two words through gritted teeth, "Very good." Very good, this is her style as Miss Yuan, putting the overall situation first, it really is the overall situation first!

Opposite him was Xu Chengjin who was staggering all the way. Young Master Xu had obviously forgotten that he knew Qinggong. He ran with both legs spread out until he was out of breath. He held on to the wall and couldn't speak. He pointed to the yard with one hand, and his hand was shaking.

A few servants, not too far away, were peering in, their intentions unclear. Clearly, this wasn't the place for conversation. Song Wenyuan tightened his grip behind him, then, without a word, swung his sleeves and walked away. He took two steps, then paused, not turning back, and uttered a cold warning, "Please tell Granny Dou... if you want everyone on this mountain to be well, then let them be well." With that, he strode away.

Grandma Dou was stunned. For a moment, she couldn't tell who in the room Song Wenyuan wanted to address. She looked at the other person's back as he left in silence.

Instead, Zhuang Mengdie looked up suddenly, "Hey, are you a man? Your wife is in there, and you just leave so easily! You're just putting on airs! Everyone can say harsh words! And you still want to convey it? What do you mean by conveying it? If you have the guts, go in and say it yourself!"

The voice was very loud, but the other party didn't react at all.

Zhuang Mengdie bared her teeth and clawed at Song Wenyuan's departing figure. After cursing, she turned around and saw Xu Chengjin, rolled her eyes again, and put her hands on her hips in disgust, "You! That's right, you! Aren't you a good doctor? Why don't you go in?"