Grudge Breaker

Chapter 153 The sickly Si Chen (Part )
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"I finally got you back."

When Mo Tingfeng spoke, his voice was as gentle as water, but it was not as energetic as before. After all, it was a fatal injury. Even a top monk like him would not be able to fully recover that quickly.

Because he didn't let go of his hold, Song Weichen couldn't get up from his chest, so he didn't dare to struggle anymore. He just held his pillow carefully for fear of hurting him.

Just when he woke up, he saw a little head trying to hold itself up close to his heart, as if listening to whether his heartbeat was beating. He felt warm in his heart and unconsciously stretched out his arms to hug her.

The two of them were speechless for a moment. They had just experienced such a dangerous life and death situation, and they both cherished the tenderness of the moment.
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"Name-calling ban, injury-removing ban, how many bans have you, a fool, placed on me?"

After a long time, Song Weichen finally spoke.

"There are only a handful of them."

"You reminded me that I need to set up a few more protective restrictions to prevent you from getting into trouble again."

Hearing this, Song Weichen's tears rolled down silently, and big drops fell on the gauze on his chest. She felt sorry for his injury, and even worried about his future safety.

No, she had to change her mind to persuade him and give up his idea of ​​setting up such restrictions again.

"Listen to me, Nian Chen is not in Sichen Mansion right now, because you have another identity, the white-robed venerable of Sichen Mansion. We need to go on missions frequently, and it is not safe for him to stay by himself, so he was sent to the upper world. I asked the empress from Xianjun Mansion to take care of me."

"Is that so? Then let me help you recall it."

"Hmm... I remembered part of it. I remember you set a name ban on me, I remember you said you liked me, I remember you said we had a child named Nian Chen, and I still can't remember anything going forward." Song Weichen deliberately teased him. , deliberately lying.

Song Weichen remained calm on his face, but in fact he was rolling with laughter in his heart. You are such a bastard. You look like you always mean what you say, but you make up lies one after another. You changed into someone out of thin air. My son, he disappeared for me out of thin air, okay! Why didn't I realize before that you, the cold-faced King of Hell, had so many tricks?
"For Nianchen's sake, you have to be responsible for me, Song Weichen."

Mo Tingfeng was trying to sit up, and Song Weichen quickly stepped forward to help him. He took a soft cushion and imitated the way he took care of himself at that time, and carefully placed it on his waist for support. He then stood up and went to the table to make hot tea. Bring it to his mouth.

"I want to know more about Nian Chen."

Mo Tingfeng felt guilty, cleared his throat tactically, avoided looking and lowered his head to hold her hand.

As Song Weichen said this, he was about to stand up, but was grabbed by Mo Tingfeng.

"Oh my wound hurts so much, I can't get up."

"I'm warning you, never do such stupid things again. If someone wants to harm you in the future, just come and hurt me. There is no need to worry about your combat power. This time is just our luck. If there is another time, I'm afraid we will be together. Let’s go hand in hand and reincarnate together.”

But if not, as long as she is not in his sight, he will be distracted and restless. It is really a dilemma when he thinks about it.

Mo Tingfeng pretended to cover his chest, regretting that he couldn't lie, so why did he make up a son? Wouldn't the secret be revealed this time?

"You He Duan stayed in Meijie a few years ago, and I met you. We fell in love at first sight and got married soon, and we had Nianchen two years later."

Mo Tingfeng was startled. What she said made sense. What happened this time was abnormal, and those who were interested would definitely find out the clues. If he did it again, it would bring unpredictable risks to her.

Mo Tingfeng sighed and gently touched her hair, "What should I do to you... What should I do to you?"
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"Rather than this, I would like to hear your explanation for another thing now."

"Oh, can you walk now? If so, let's go home quickly. I want to see my precious son."

"How much...have you remembered?"

Mo Tingfeng's expression was a little unnatural and he coughed lightly.

Mo Tingfeng had never enjoyed such treatment before. He looked flattered. If she had been so kind to him before, he would have suspected that she was trying to prank him and secretly put medicine in the tea.
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"Hurry up and talk to me." Song Weichen looked at him expectantly.

Mo Tingfeng didn't know that she was desperately slandering him and planned to use her "legendary son" to pursue her victory.
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Pfft, Song Weichen couldn't help laughing.

Song Weichen patted his arm gently to signal to let go of her. She lay on the edge of the bed and supported her face with her hands, looking into Mo Tingfeng's eyes with a smile.

"I'm sorry, I can't be responsible at all. Don't we both reconcile?"

"We are like honey, how can we reconcile?!" Mo Tingfeng became anxious.

"Hey, that's not right. Cang Yue said that we have been separated for a long time, and I am now his wife. And he and I already have a son and a daughter called... what are they called?"

Song Weichen pretended to turn his head to the side and think, but in fact he was holding back his laughter until he was shaking, fearing that he would laugh.

"Impossible! You and he are not married yet, where will the children come from? Two more!"

Song Weichen nodded frequently, "Well, that makes sense. Where did the child come from?"

"It should be like you, it grew in your head."
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"you?……"

Mo Tingfeng was speechless. Looking at Song Weichen's expression at this moment, he suddenly realized that she had already remembered everything and had clearly been making fun of him.

He reached out and hugged her, with the deep affection in his eyes, "Little liar, you have obviously remembered everything, but you are still teasing me?" "Are you being unreasonable?"

Being held in his arms, Song Weichen blushed unconsciously.

"You are clearly the one who made fun of me, and you took advantage of my amnesia to ruin my innocence and fabricate a child out of thin air. Did you discuss the gender and name with me? What if I like a girl?"

"And with my current physical condition, can I still give birth to a child? You think so highly of me."

"I'll listen to you, I'll listen to you in everything." Mo Tingfeng couldn't help but hold her face gently.

"As long as you're mine."
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"It still feels unreal when I hold you, for fear that you will disappear in the blink of an eye. Weiwei, I just wish I could turn you into a part of me. Become my heart, become my liver, become my The blood becomes my ribs..."

Song Weichen's heart felt hot, and he didn't know where he got the courage to kiss her, blocking the unfinished words he was about to say.

She hugged his neck, closed her eyes and gently touched his lips tenderly, then let go instantly.

She lowered her head and blushed, not daring to look at him, "What should I do? I seem to have fallen in love with you..."

Mo Tingfeng felt sluggish all over, and then his blood boiled with excitement. He felt that everything in the world was singing and shining with him.

"Weiwei, say it again."

Song Weichen was like a child who had done something wrong, his head lowered lower and lower, his hands tightly twisting the hem of his clothes, his voice as thin as a mosquito's moan.

"I...maybe have fallen in love with you."

Mo Tingfeng only felt that in the past thousand years, he had never been as enlightened and clear-minded as he was now.
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He gently took her into his arms and said, "Little liar, is it wrong to fall in love with me?"

He heard the little man in his arms sigh softly.

"But me, I have unveiled Cang Yue's mask and I have to be responsible for him. And I have already promised him that I will marry him when the mark of my previous life is lifted...well."

Mo Tingfeng suddenly pinched her chin and forced her to raise her head and kissed her.

He grabbed her waist forcefully and brought her close to him, and was so aggressive that she had to open her mouth slightly to intertwine her lips and tongue with him.

Song Weichen wanted to struggle, but when she pushed him hard, she touched the gauze on her chest. Then her whole body froze. She was as docile as water and let him do whatever he wanted. She was always thinking about his wounds, for fear of hurting him again.

Mo Tingfeng was not that crispy, but he was just using her "concerns" to be more wanton.

It was also because he was seriously injured at the moment, and the backlash of the love-cutting restraint was low, so that he would not be so close to her that the pain would tear out his heart and bones.

From the lips to the neck to the collarbone, and back to the lips again, it was not until layers of mist filled Song Weichen's eyes that he was about to burst the dam, and then he let her go without feeling satisfied.

"You also know that I am narrow-minded and cannot bear to hear the person I love say that he wants to marry someone else."

"Little liar, let me hear you one more time and I will definitely do something with you. Drag us to get married right here. Don't even think about escaping unscathed."
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Gu Cangyue wants to marry her? dream! No, not even in your dreams! !

She can only be his! He will hold her firmly, past and present, life after life, eternity and eternity.

Even if she temporarily forgets him, even if she completely loses her memory, even if she falls in love with another man, he will definitely chase her back and snatch her back! Make her fall in love with him again.

As he thought this, he unconsciously hugged the little man in his arms again, tightening it tighter and tighter like a big snake.

"Don't..."

Song Weichen had been tortured for a long time and could not say a complete sentence, "The wound..."

"It doesn't matter, as long as you stay with me like you are now, I will be happy to hurt me a hundred times a thousand times."
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Mo Tingfeng was full of love and wanted to express his feelings, but there was an untimely knock on the door.

Ye Wujiu's voice came from outside the door, "Sir, are you awake?"

It was obvious that Ding Heran did not dare to speak and encouraged "Silly Baitian" Ye Wujiu to speak up.

Mo Tingfeng didn't want to pay attention to him. With his lover in his arms, what did the collapse of the sky have to do with him? Why couldn't he just be willful for a long time?
This fatal injury brought out his yandere nature. At the moment, the interests of the family and the country, and the responsibilities for the future, were not as important as Song Weichen living well in front of him.

He suddenly understood the choice of his predecessor, Si Chen, Ji Baishou. He was willing to have someone with a bright future, but he could also retreat bravely.

Bang bang bang.

There was a knock on the door again.

"Sir, I just heard you talking in the room. This matter is urgent. Please allow He Ran and I to come in and report!"