Grudge Breaker

Chapter 113 The person holding the seal-
"What? Master Si Chen fainted?"

Song Weichen met Uncle Fei as soon as he entered Sichen Palace. He learned from him that Mo Tingfeng had been handling official business in the council hall after returning to Sichen Palace. He suddenly vomited blood and fell into coma a quarter of an hour ago. Now he has been sent back to Tingfeng Palace. , the doctor from the medicine hall is making diagnosis and treatment.

Did she come back a step too late? Could it be that he has gone crazy and entered the illusion again?
He ran towards Tingfeng Mansion in a hurry, and he didn't dare to stop until his energy and blood surged, and there was a fishy-sweet smell in his mouth. After entering his bedroom, he found that Ding Heran and Ye Wujiu were both there. They were surprised and happy to see her coming.

"Brother Wei, I'm sorry for you! You got frostbite like that at Liu's house, so give me a good beating!"

"Brother Wei, why are you here? Your Excellency just said that you would stay in Cangyue Mansion from now on, and then you fainted..."

Without bothering to respond to their greetings, Song Weichen ran straight to the bed and stared at the doctor nervously, "How is he? But he entered the illusion again?"

"Your Majesty, Sir, you must be exhausted because of excessive consumption of mana, and you are suffering from anxiety and anxiety. I am afraid it will take some time to recover."

Song Weichen nodded, still feeling uneasy, "He Ran, go to Sikong Mansion and invite Mr. Yu Heng here."

Ding Heran looked troubled, "When the Lord was vomiting blood and still unconscious, I deliberately told him not to disturb Sikong Mansion..."

"Why, please obey what the adults say. What Baipao says is just like farts, right? Go and ask for Mr. Yu Heng right now!"

Song Weichen was anxious. She had never been blushing towards Ding Heran, but it was different now. How could Ding Heran and the others know that his family wanted to die right now? No, she absolutely couldn't let him die.
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Ding Heran had never seen Song Weichen like this before, so he quickly pulled Ye Wujiu out to invite Zhuang Yuheng. The doctor also left to cook the soothing soup, leaving only the two of them in the bedroom.

Mo Tingfeng was lying on the bed with a pale face and unconsciousness. Song Weichen had never seen him like this before. In her memory, he always... always looked at her, protecting her anytime and anywhere.

She subconsciously held his hand and said, "Don't let anything happen to you. It's me who will guard you this time. You can't go back to the illusion, do you hear me?"

When Mo Tingfeng woke up, he never expected that there would be that familiar figure beside him, a small one lying beside the bed, already asleep. He thought it was his hallucination and subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch her head, but found that his hand was held tightly by her.

She was so weak that she didn't even know when she fell asleep. She woke up immediately because of his actions. She was worried about how he could fall asleep. When she saw him looking at her with bright eyes, Song Weichen smiled and was about to To say hello, he spoke first.

"Why do you want to come back?"

"Boss, you are asking me this. I was born in a white robe of the Sichen Mansion, and when I die... well, I have nothing to do with the Sichen Mansion after my death. Naturally, I want to come back."

"Why do you want to come back?"

"Huh? Wasn't my answer clear just now? I received Sichen Mansion's salary, of course I have to come back."

"Why do you want to come back?"

"I'm back to solve the case. This case is so weird. How can I ignore it?"

Mo Tingfeng stood up and looked at her seriously, "Why do you want to come back?"

"Are you done?" She tried to help him lie down, but he grabbed her wrist, "I want to hear the truth."

Song Weichen closed his eyes and took a deep breath, "I'm worried about you. I don't want anything to happen to you, and I don't want you to die. Is this reason enough?" After hearing this, Mo Tingfeng showed a sad self-deprecating smile on his lips, and lay back. "Miss Song cares so much about Mo, does Master Cang Yue know?"

"Please, please don't talk about Miss Song. It sounds really awkward. It was Cang Yue who sent me back. You don't have to worry about me and him. Just take care of yourself. If you do this, you still have to rush back... …I know that you are anxious to solve the case, but those who don’t know think that you are anxious to see Huanjing and see her.”

"I'm anxious to see her, what does that have to do with you?"
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With this choking tone again, Song Weichen was out of breath. Just when she was about to speak, she felt like coughing. She quickly took out a handkerchief and covered her mouth. She knew that she had coughed up blood again, so she wanted to put the handkerchief away as if nothing had happened. But he snatched it away, and she couldn't hide the slightest bit of discomfort from him.

"What's going on? Do you have a stomachache again?" He clearly saw the shocking red on the handkerchief, and he sat up nervously to help her.

"It's okay, I'm okay. Just lie down." She quickly stopped him, but was accidentally pulled into his arms when he reached out to help her.

She was embarrassed and wanted to get up, but she was held in his arms and unable to move. "How long have you been like this? Does he know?"

"Look, don't you care about me? Why are you hurting me with your words?" She felt a little aggrieved for no reason, but more of it was an uncontrollable sleepiness, and her body was obviously ringing the alarm again.

"Promise me... you're not allowed... to go anywhere." She barely managed to finish her words, and she couldn't help but fall asleep.
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When Zhuang Yuheng arrived, he saw him sitting on the bed holding her as she fell asleep.

Of course Ding Heran who was following closely also saw it, and he wanted to destroy his own eyes. He quickly grabbed Ye Wujiu and turned around before he even stepped into the door.

"Why are you pulling me? Why don't we go in?" Ye Wu Jiu looked confused.

"It's not suitable for children. Let's go quickly. There are some things you should not know." Ding Heran remembered the passionate kiss between the Lord of Wangchuan and the white-robed Venerable at the entrance of Cangyue Mansion, and recalled the scene just now, and couldn't help but shudder.

Zhuang Yuheng walked to the edge of the bed and cleared his throat softly, "So who among you is sick?"

Mo Tingfeng handed him the blood-stained handkerchief, "It seems that she hid it from no one. If Fan Fan of Cang Yue Mansion knew about it, he would never let her back."

"The mark of the past life must be removed as soon as possible. She really can't last long." Zhuang Yuheng held the handkerchief and frowned.

Mo Tingfeng sighed, "I just don't know who the person holding the seal is..."
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"It's you."

Song Weichen looked at Mo Tingfeng. She woke up just as Zhuang Yuheng spoke. She just listened to them discussing her, so she didn't say anything.

"Only you can decode the mark of my past life, so you can't die, and I can't live if you die."

She struggled to get up and nodded to Zhuang Yuheng, then asked Mo Tingfeng to lie down. "I've been sleeping uncontrollably lately. I'm sorry for making you uncomfortable and you have to take care of me."

Mo Tingfeng took her hand and his eyes flashed, "Is your past life mark really related to me?"

His reaction made Song Weichen even more certain. This was a good reason for him not to seek death easily - Mo Tingfeng might not care about his own life, but he would never disregard the lives of others easily. He was not that kind of person.

"Yes, you are the one who holds the seal, so you must live well to be able to unlock the seal for me."

"Master Mo, Sang Pu died because of you, do you want me to die because of you?"