Grudge Breaker

Chapter 241 Don’t mess with women (Part )
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"What do you want to know."

Li Qingshui's face was full of reluctance.

Now it was Song Weichen's turn to show off. She looked at the "watch" on her wrist that didn't exist.

"My schedule is very tight, so let's cut to the chase. I'll ask you three questions, and you answer them truthfully. If I find out that any of you are lying..."

Song Weichen raised his chin towards Li Qingshui's reggae braids.

"You never know what will happen to you next time."

"go ahead."

Li Qingshui looked like a defeated Chihuahua.

"But let me make it clear first, there are some things that are useless to ask, and I will never tell you even if I die!"

"Look at what you said. How can I bear to let such a pretty girl die?"

The little fat guinea pig, who had been lying on Song Weichen's shoulder with its short limbs stretched out, sat up suddenly when he heard this, looked at Li Qingshui and nodded solemnly.

"Yeah, Rat, I think so too!"
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"First question: What is your real name and where are you from?"

Song Weichen still remembered the self-introduction of this chubby pink porcelain doll when she approached her in the ghost market dungeon, "Li Qingshui, the fourth daughter of the prefect of Danxia Town." Ha, the fourth daughter of the prefect does not exist at all!

"I will not change my name, my name is Li Qingshui, my mother gave me the name."

"Haha, don't tell me you are really the fourth daughter of the prefect of Danxia Town."

Song Weichen didn't believe her and spoke in a teasing tone, but Li Qingshui nodded seriously.

"That's true too."

"My mother opened a tofu shop in Danxia Town before she died. At that time, Li Fuyin was just a 'patrol official' in Danxia Town. Whenever he passed the street where my mother's shop was located, he would go into the shop to eat a bowl of fresh tofu pudding. Over time, they developed a special relationship."

"Due to the wars in those years, there were few people left in both families. After discussing it, they kowtowed three times in the direction of the two ancestral graves and burned three incense sticks before living together, planning to hold a wedding after they had enough money. Later, they did hold the wedding, but not with my mother, but with the daughter of a wealthy businessman in town."

Li Qingshui laughed softly, but it was dark and she couldn't see the expression on her face.

"Li Fuyin told her that he was attracted by the rich family's wealth, which could help him rise to prominence, and my mother would always be his legal wife. She believed it, and even on the wedding day, it was my mother who put the red embroidered flower on the groom's head."

"Mother was in poor health and lost her previous pregnancy - maybe it was God's will, hoping that she could live the rest of her life without worries after seeing this man's true face. But mother was foolish and believed his words. Even after he and his new lover gave birth to two sons, she still expected to believe that one day she would be married to an official in a sedan chair."

"This man is really a scoundrel. Sometimes he uses the excuse of being unable to go home on official business, and comes to look for my mother at night. Later, I was born. But I can't call him dad. I can only call him Lord Li like everyone else."

"I once ran into him on the street with his two sons buying fireworks. He doted on them very much... I was very envious. I was still young and ignorant at the time. I looked at the colorful paper windmills on the street corner and thought, he clearly saw me, why couldn't he buy one for me too? So now... I can't stand seeing paper windmills on the street."

"When I was ten years old, my mother was seriously ill. Before she died, she solemnly gave me a name, Qingshui. She said that the world is deep and muddy, and she hoped that when I grow up, I will not be as confused as her. Even if the world is like smoke and dusk, I must live a clear life."

Li Qingshui fell silent when she said this. The unclear relationship between her and Shu Xinglong had made her live the life her mother least wanted to see.

It is inevitable to feel sad for a while.

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Song Weichen also fell silent. She didn't think Li Qingshui was lying to her. There are thousands of ways to lie, and there is no need to dig open a scabbed wound.

I wonder...what kind of expectations and regrets did she express when she said "the fourth daughter of the mayor of Danxia Town"?

He wanted to hug Li Qingshui to comfort her, but he felt it was inappropriate, so he had to say to the little ball on his shoulder, "Look, the pretty sister is sad, why don't you go and comfort her?"

The little meatball jumped onto Li Qingshui's shoulder, stretched out its little paws and patted her gently, as if it was really comforting her.

The two girls smiled at each other. At this moment, they really felt like friends.
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“Second question: Are we enemies?”

"Qingshui, I don't want to ask who you're working for. I just want to know if there is some reason that we have a clear distinction between us, and it's either you die or I live, and we must stand on opposite sides?"

Li Qingshui thought about it carefully and shook his head.

"I can't answer this question because I don't know the answer. If..."

She wanted to say that if Shu Tinglong didn't care so much about Song Weichen, from her personal perspective - not from the perspective of interests or positions, they might not be unable to be friends.

"what if?"

"It's nothing. Everything is fate. You and I are just floating duckweed. Song Weichen, if one day I can have a choice, I hope that even if we can't be friends, at least we are not enemies."

Li Qingshui smiled bitterly.

"I am just a woman who wants to live a peaceful and ordinary life. I want to have a marriage contract, a husband who loves me, and a pair of children. If possible, I hope to have no hatred or grudges against anyone."

"But my life seems to be being led by an invisible giant horse, galloping along an obscure road. The giant horse runs very fast, and countless figures pass by me. Most of them are afraid of me, some envy me, some flatter me, and some... want to kill me."

"Sometimes I can't tell whether the giant horse is forcibly pulling me along, or whether I am spurring the horse on this road on my own initiative... Maybe I want to stop, but the figures around me make me afraid to stop."

"Maybe when I can get off my horse, we can become friends."

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Song Weichen smiled, "You are a good person, quite honest. With your character, I don't think we will become enemies."
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"Third question: How did you feel when you saw Chushi die in the dungeon?" "Chushi?"

Li Qingshui was stunned for a moment, not understanding why Song Weichen suddenly mentioned her. She remembered that this girl seemed to be a child who grew up in the ghost city. Before the dungeon, she must have seen her somewhere else in the ghost city.

"You don't remember this person?"

There was an unconcealable disappointment in Song Weichen's eyes.

"I remember her. In fact, to some extent, I know what you want to hear. If I want to establish a good image in your mind, I can make up a sensational confession to you now."

"But since you praised me for being honest, I don't want to lie to you. It would be a lie to say I don't feel sad about someone dying on the tenth day of the lunar month, but that's all."

"Because this is the fate of mayflies. There are many people in this world who are not even worthy of being served as meat on a table. They are just mayflies that live in a morning and die in a night. How much sympathy can you have for such fragile little creatures with a predetermined fate? Can you sympathize with them?"

Speaking of this, Li Qingshui laughed at himself.

"I am also a mayfly. I try my best just to avoid becoming the next tenth day of the lunar month. That's all."
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The little ball of meat had jumped back onto Song Weichen's body at some point, and was almost falling off her shoulder in a deep sleep, and was put into her pocket.

Seeing that the sun was setting and the quota for the three questions was used up, Song Weichen took on the attitude of a young man and bowed to Li Qingshui.

"Thank you Miss Qingshui for your heartfelt words. We will say goodbye now. I hope that when we meet again someday, we won't be enemies." After saying that, he turned and left.

"and many more!"

Li Qingshui called her again, and unlike his previous coquettish tone, this time he seemed to be worried that "you will die if you continue to hang around like this."

"Song Weichen, do you know how to ask questions? Let's see what these three questions you asked?"

"Did you get any useful information? Could it be that you are worried that I will be killed for leaking secrets, so you deliberately avoid core information?"

"You believe whatever I say. Do you know that the world is dangerous and people's hearts are hidden?"

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Her repeated questions actually amused Song Weichen, who scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Look, we can never become enemies. You really care about me."

"Besides, who said my questions just now were ineffective? At least I know your true colors - you are not a bad person, at least not in your heart, and this is very important."

"That's why I'm sure that if you weren't forced to do so, you wouldn't have revealed my identity. If you had no other choice, you wouldn't have gotten involved in this mess with me. If you weren't desperate, you wouldn't have become my enemy."

After Song Weichen finished speaking, he waved at Li Qingshui, turned around and left without looking back.

"This time he really left."

Looking at Song Weichen's back, Li Qingshui had a very strange feeling for the first time. They had clearly only met each other twice, and even because of the sound-removing ban in the ghost market, they had never really talked to each other. But Song Weichen had some kind of inexplicable infectiousness that made people unconsciously willing to do something for her at this moment.

What exactly is this strange infectious power? She is so stupid that she believes everything others say, speaks strangely and acts eccentrically, and is obviously... an inexplicable threat to her own emotional path.

Watching Song Weichen's back getting farther and farther away, Li Qingshui hesitated between speaking and keeping silent. In the end, he couldn't help it and spoke according to his heart.

"Song Weichen, someone has been planning to kill you for a long time. Your every move is under the control and plan of others. Take care of yourself!"

"When we meet again, it will be hard to tell whether we are enemies or friends. Don't blame me for being ruthless! If you want to blame someone... blame fate."

Before he finished speaking, the person disappeared.

Song Weichen turned around and looked at the empty corner of Sikong Mansion. It seemed that the warmth of the two people and the rat was still there in that corner.

She smiled into the air.

"Thank you, take care of yourself too."

"But next time we meet, I have to teach you one thing: choose your opponents, choose men; when you want to cause trouble, don't mess with women."
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"Why did we talk for so long? Xueying mentioned you several times. I can't afford to offend her if she gets angry!"

As soon as Song Weichen entered the palace, Zhuang Yuheng came over and led her to see the eldest princess.

As she walked, she looked at the furnishings of the Marrow Washing Hall. Compared with the past, there were not many changes. She could see that this "real princess" really did not have any princess syndrome, and she liked her even more.

Qin Xueying was in a similar condition as when they first met in Si Chen Mansion, except that her legs were still wrapped in gauze. But overall she had recovered well. According to Zhuang Yuheng, she would be able to walk normally soon.

She was also very friendly when she saw Song Weichen, and she talked to her about the details of the ghost husband case, and even cried for the love story of Grandma Huang and Huang Hu. At the end, she told Song Weichen about her own interesting and thrilling spring hunting. The two chatted very well, as if they had met too late.

Qin Xueying firmly refused to allow Song Weichen to call her Princess in private anymore, saying that calling her Xueying was more intimate.

"Call me like this from now on. This is an order," she said.

Song Weichen was amused. Was this a way of using the power of an official to get close to the people? So he agreed to her wishes.

But she always felt that Qin Xueying would come close to her from time to time to smell her, and then quickly look at her, or "scan" her, which made Song Weichen quite embarrassed. Could it be that there was something bad about her? This shouldn't be the case...

Although she had taken Laughing Rat back into the puppet for the sake of etiquette and safety before entering the palace, she was still worried. Could it be that the princess could smell the puppet aura on her? !
This is too horrible!

Once again, she clearly felt Qin Xueying coming closer, looking at her and sniffing her. Song Weichen couldn't hold it in any longer, so she decided to get to the bottom of it.

"Xueying, you always deliberately get close to me and sniff me. Is there something attached to me?"