Grudge Breaker

Chapter 116 The beginning of a clear mind -
"I remembered!"

Song Weichen put his hand on Mo Tingfeng's heart, "You in the fantasy world really hate being touched here. The two times I accidentally bumped into you made you extremely violent. You almost strangled me to death the first time, and almost strangled me to death the second time. Kill me, there must be something wrong here!”

While she was talking, she pressed Mo Tingfeng's chest repeatedly. She felt that the touch was not real enough, so she put her hand into his clothes to make sure. She did not realize how illegal this action was.

"Yes! The skin on Luanpo's heart is not normal. It seems... like there is an abnormally thick layer of calluses!"
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it's over...

When Song Weichen came back to his senses after finishing speaking, he realized how terrible the scene was at this moment. Although most of the grudge breakers in the meeting hall had left... but there were still a few left! Several people, including Ding Heran and Uncle Fei, were looking at them with their mouths wide open.

One leaned closer to the person in front of him, and the other took the initiative to move closer and put his hands on the other person's chest. Without thinking much about it, he concluded that he didn't take his pituitary gland with him when he went out.

"I, I'm not... I didn't, I just..." Song Weichen spoke incoherently, and even forgot to take back his restless hand, wishing he could lose his memory.

"We didn't see anything!" Ding Heran dragged Uncle Fei and disappeared as if he was running for his life.

Song Weichen looked at Mo Tingfeng with an expression of "Why don't you kill me?" The latter smiled faintly, stretched out his hand to cover her hand that was still on his chest, "I want to touch it back."

Help! Touch your grandma's legs, touch her, she's going to die...Song Weichen is about to cry but has no tears. It is estimated that within two hours, the white-robed Venerable is a gay, and the sound of eating Lord Si Chen's tofu openly in the meeting hall will be heard throughout the whole department. Chenfu.
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The first thing Song Weichen did when she returned to Tingfeng Mansion was to change out of her white robe. She didn't want to show herself as the white-robed venerable now, let alone now or in the future... shameless.

But this time it was clear that she took the initiative to do something to others, and she couldn't blame others. She had no place to attack, so she could only serve Mo Tingfeng with water and medicine with a stinking face. He seemed to be in a good mood. He was obviously meditating and adjusting his breath with his eyes closed, but he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

He couldn't rush to the scene to investigate the case before his mana was restored, which meant that Song Weichen would be bored every afternoon for ten days, with nothing to do but guard him.

"How about I play some music for you?" Song Weichen herself didn't expect that one day she would actually beg for nothing to "perform" for others. She was really bored.

"Now, if you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent. I'll ask Gu Yu to help me find a piano." She said and walked out the door.

"There's one in the yard." Mo Tingfeng still had his eyes closed, and his voice was emotionless.

Only he knew what that piano meant to him and what it meant for him to let her use it, but... these were all on his mind and she didn't need to know. She was about to become Mrs. Cang Yue, or she could touch the piano again when she was still just herself.

"You really let me touch it?" Song Weichen still remembers Mo Tingfeng's piercing eyes when she first came to Tingfeng Mansion and wanted to touch the piano.
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He took the piano carefully and placed it in the yard, clearly not allowing anyone to touch it. However, there was not a single string on the piano that was not neat and tidy, and the strings were all in their place. Could it be that he was carefully wiping and taking care of it? Song Weichen shook her head secretly. She really couldn't understand this man. His feelings were like the abyss of the sea, with turbulent undercurrents, but also seemed to have no waves and lasted forever.

As soon as I thought about it, the song "Pheasants Flying in the Morning" flowed out from my fingertips.

Song Weichen didn't know why he wanted to play this song. It seemed... it seemed that the song Sang Pu played that night when he burned the piano in another courtyard was "Pheasant Flying to the Morning". Withered poplars and dried poplars, I am alone and alone. Play the strings and write endless hatred, close your eyes and return to the yellow mud.

I'm afraid Sang Pu was saying goodbye to his love that night.

She played the music, but her eye circles turned red unconsciously. Song Weichen clearly saw the almost indistinguishable word "Sang Pu" on the burnt place. It turned out that this was the piano back then.

No wonder he regarded it as a treasure, no wonder he wouldn't let anyone touch it. So what does it matter now? Why did he suddenly let her touch it? Is it considered a return to its original owner? She looked at the man in front of her who closed her eyes and was regulating her breath. For the first time, she felt that her mood was complicated and she didn't know how to face him.

Mo Tingfeng, who was also adjusting his breath in the room, heard the sound of "Pheasants Flying in the Morning", his heart suddenly contracted, and he was confused for a moment. Thousands of years ago, Sang Pu didn't know that he was also there that night when the piano was burned in another courtyard.

It's just that he just looked at her from a distance, holding the greeting card he had written in his hand for a long time, and finally didn't hand it to the boy. Instead, the ink stained his fingers, and what he wrote was still "It has nothing to do with the wind and moon." Those memories that had been dusted for thousands of years and should have faded away were now very clear in his mind: the beauty playing the piano, the agarwood curling up, the eyes like smoke, and the mind clearing up.

It's a pity that the wine is not yet full, the music is half broken, the love is not full, and the people are gone.
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The meaning of the song is mourning, which only adds to the sadness.

Thinking again that Song Weichen was about to enter someone else's red tent, his blood ran cold.

"Miss Song, stop playing. That's it for today." Mo Tingfeng closed his eyes and said coldly to stop him. If he continued to listen, he was afraid that he would go crazy.

Hearing that he called himself Miss Song again, Song Weichen's expression became more disappointed - maybe he was afraid that he would not be able to distinguish between himself and Sang Pu, so he deliberately added this layer of separation. In his heart, no one can replace Sang Pu. Even if he is allowed to use the piano, no matter what, he is just "Miss Song" after all.

After carefully putting away the piano, he suddenly felt envious of Sang Pu.

Thinking of the question she asked in the fantasy, "Let me ask you, you can only choose one between me and her, who do you choose?" She couldn't help but smile bitterly, and felt a sense of inexplicable sourness in her heart. It was such a silly question. , I am afraid that this question itself is a kind of blasphemy to Sang Pu to him.
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She was sitting at the door in a daze when footsteps were heard not far away. She raised her head and met the eyes of Ding Heran and Ruan Mianmian. It was obvious that this fox girl had heard about Bingtuozi's illness and rushed over to show her courtesy. But she didn't see her old turtle dove, and when did she get so close to Ding Heran?
"Miss Sangpu? Why are you here, where is Brother Wei?" Ding Heran was obviously stunned when he saw her.

"Oh, he went out temporarily for something and asked me to help take care of Mr. Si Chen." Song Weichen didn't take it seriously and brushed it off casually, but Ding Heran obviously didn't believe it.

Since the last time he talked with Ruan Mianmian, the more he thought about it, the more suspicious Sang Pu became, especially since Mo Tingfeng still had no defense against her admiration for her, which was even more dangerous.

The master's magic power is low at the moment. If she has the intention to harm her, the consequences will be disastrous if she just lets the news out. Thinking of this, Ding Heran looked at Sang Pu with a hint of hostility in his eyes. He must find an opportunity to explore her details today. If necessary... he doesn't mind being a villain.

However, Song Weichen didn't realize it at all. Her attention was all on Ruan Mianmian. The last time she was in Ximanlou was really thanks to this old dragon well. The anti-bone water made her look like a lunatic in front of the realm master. Not to mention the huge score loss. She was forced to kneel for two hours, and sooner or later the debt would have to be settled with her - but because the person who was punished to kneel was in a white robe, he couldn't settle the debt with her openly. Every time she thought about it, she was so angry that she knocked on the door.
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Ruan Mianmian was stunned when he saw her, and then he changed his expression to a guilty one who suddenly realized that he had suddenly realized, and walked a few steps over to bow to Song Weichen.

"Miss Sangpu, I offended you a lot last time in Xi Manlou. My girl was spoiled on weekdays and actually did such dirty things. Today, the girl didn't see her because she was punished in the house. It's all Mianmian has failed to discipline me well, please forgive me!”

"As expected, the more pink you wear, the more ruthless your attacks will be."

Song Weichen looked at Ruan Mianmian, who was wearing a pink floral skirt, and rolled his eyes.

"I think you and your old turtle dove are both immoral and deserve a beating. Forgive me? I'm sorry. I'm a stingy person, so I can't forgive you at all."

"Miss Sangpu does have reason to be angry. Mianmian, can you kneel down and admit your mistake for that girl who lost her sense of control?"

It was expected that Mo Tingfeng was in the room at this moment, and he would definitely not let Sang Pu bully him. Ruan Mianmian deliberately said "cruel words" that were condescending to Jiang Gui, while putting on a show of tears.

Song Weichen laughed angrily, and unconsciously imitated the behavior of Banxia, ​​the realm master's maid, towards him back then.

"In that case, please kneel down, Miss Mianmian, and I will light two incense sticks for you. If it is not in compliance with the etiquette, it will not be counted in the time."

The scholar has no intention, but the viewer has the intention. Sang Pu, who was punished in white robe, was not in the house, but he imitated the maid Banxia so vividly. How did she know so clearly? Ding Heran looked at Song Weichen with even more unkind eyes.

A somewhat dangerous idea began to linger in his mind.

How could Song Weichen know at this moment that Ding Heran, whom he praised as the warm sun in winter, would actually bring such disaster to her.