Grudge Breaker

Chapter 265: Open and hidden attacks
The divine bird made a cry that sounded like a mixture of the calls of cranes, elephants, whales, tigers and other creatures. The sound penetrated time and space, as if responding to Song Weichen.

Because of this cry, the originally silent darkness around gradually began to brighten, and various sounds began to flood in from the surroundings: the sound of drizzling rain, the sound of wind chimes clinking under the eaves, and the sound of the teapot sizzling on the wood stove in the room.

And that voice that couldn't be more familiar——

"Weiwei, you're awake."

Song Weichen smiled faintly at Mo Tingfeng, looked around, but did not see the shadow of Gu Cangyue. It seemed that it was just a dream after all.

I haven't seen him for more than two months. Everything we did before seems like a lifetime ago. Is he okay?

Thinking of what Ji Baishou had mentioned, the "mist cocoon" in the Undead Temple in the upper realm that even the gods couldn't get close to, I wonder if it has dissipated by now...

"What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing, I just had a dream, I dreamed of...an old friend."
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Mo Tingfeng helped Song Weichen sit up on the edge of the bed, then carefully fed her the chicken soup. It was not difficult to guess from her expression who she was dreaming about, but he didn't want to point it out.

"Did you dream about Yuheng? He just sent me a message saying that he has returned to Sikong Mansion from Wuzi Pavilion. He heard that you were unconscious again and was very worried. He will be here soon and will be able to attend the banquet with us tonight."

"I'm fine, he doesn't need to worry about me, and the same goes for you. I've already told you that I'm hard to kill. Do you understand the protagonist's halo? I can't die."

Song Weichen forced a smile.

Everyone knew that the mark of her previous life was unsolvable, and she was just trying to hang on and barely survive. Even the King of Medicine Zhuang Yuheng couldn't "cook without rice".

But no one wants to point it out——

It seemed that as long as she didn't say it out loud, she could live forever.

……

"What time is it now?"

Song Weichen looked at the sky outside the house, it was obviously not afternoon.

"Near the afternoon."

"Oh, we agreed to go pay our respects to the princess this afternoon. Now it's bad!"

She blocked the spoon that Mo Tingfeng was feeding her, and with the help of the bed frame, she struggled to stand up and was about to leave, but was stopped by him again.

"I have sent a message to Xueying. You are not feeling well and will not be coming this afternoon. I even wanted to reschedule the welcoming party, but I have not mentioned it yet. I want to see how you are doing before making any plans."

"That's it..."

Song Weichen sat back on the edge of the bed awkwardly.

"Fortunately you didn't mention it, otherwise, let alone what the princess would think, that old Longjing would definitely take the opportunity to stab me in front of her. Mr. Mo, please be more careful."

Mo Tingfeng put her back on bed without saying anything.

"You are the one who should be more careful. You know the condition of your body."

"It doesn't matter what outsiders think. Besides, Qin Xueying has always been sensible and generous. She would never embarrass you even for my sake. The most important thing right now is that you are healthy."

"Before you go to the welcoming banquet, you must stay in bed and rest. I will be here reading a book and watching over you. You are not allowed to go anywhere."

"I know, I know! You dare to break my legs, right?"

Song Weichen sighed, turned over in his arms while hugging the quilt. Now that things have come to this, he might as well go to sleep.

She did feel tired and weak all over, but she didn't know that Mo Tingfeng had deliberately lit soothing incense in the incense burner beside the bed. The smoke curled up, and everything in the room seemed unreal.
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A slender hand painted with scarlet nail caresses in the smoke from the incense burner, and then the fingers are put to the nose to sniff lightly, and Qin Xueying's face shows approval.

"This is the most difficult to find Canaan agarwood from Xingzhou, South China Sea. Before putting it into the furnace, I identified the shape of the wood chips. It should be the quality of nine-point water agarwood. I didn't expect that Lord Si Chen has such a refined taste."

Qin Xueying who said this had already changed out of the elaborate brocade dress that symbolized the noble and dignified demeanor of the Princess of Meijie, and put on a light persimmon-colored gauze skirt embroidered with gold. She also changed her hair into a long-core bun style, making her look much more approachable and graceful.

It was just troublesome to remove the nail polish, and she was too lazy to bother with it, so she just let the slightly abrupt and warm scarlet color remain on her fingertips for the time being.

This is the main hall of the Venerable Mansion, which is also Qin Xueying's temporary palace in the Sichen Mansion. Apart from Banxia, ​​only Ruan Mianmian can enter the hall to accompany her, so it is rare to have peace and quiet.

When Ruan Mianmian heard her mention Mo Tingfeng, a gloomy look appeared in her eyes, but it disappeared in a flash. She put on the appearance of a close friend who was full of interest and looked at Qin Xueying jokingly.

"The princess, please speak up Si Chen, and keep silent about Lord Mo. It is clear that the lucky star is moving, and good things are coming. The Lord of the Territory will definitely be very pleased to know. But..."

Ruan Mianmian deliberately hesitated to speak.

"Just what?"

"Nothing, Mianmian just wanted to offer a glass of tea to the princess. May my dear sister have a happy marriage, and be envied by the mandarin ducks!"

Qin Xueying smiled faintly, picked up the teacup and took a sip. How could she not know that Ruan Mianmian had something else in her words.

When she thinks about Song Weichen's appearance when she met him in the morning, and the fact that Mo Tingfeng specially sent a message for her, exempting her from the afternoon greetings on the grounds of feeling unwell, it is obvious how much she cares about him.

"Mianmian, please don't call me Princess in private. It's better to call me Xueying."

As she spoke, she glanced at Banxia, ​​who understood what she meant. She took out a brocade box containing a pearl hairpin from the box she brought with her and handed it to Qin Xueying, then went to pour tea for Ruan Mianmian.

"This pearl hairpin was made by the most famous jeweler in Kongmei Territory when I accompanied my father on spring hunting. The beads on it that look like bodhi seeds were made from the teeth that injured my fangs. There is only one of this hairpin, so I will give it to Mianmian."

"This, this is not possible! This gift is so precious, how can Mianmian deserve it!" Ruan Mianmian walked quickly to Qin Xueying, took the pearl hairpin with her hands full of cherishment, stroking it gently and looking at it again and again.

Qin Xueying smiled faintly and sat back upright.

"Banxia, ​​put it on Mianmian."

Ruan Mianmian put on the pearl hairpin, her face full of glory. She unconsciously reached out to touch the hairpin, but seemed reluctant to do so. She just stroked her temples and put her hand down, leaning over to bow to Qin Xueying.

"Mianmian is so honored to receive such a precious gift from the princess, even if it means sacrificing her life for it!"

"You and I are like sisters, no need to be polite."

Qin Xueying paused, and after Ruan Mianmian sat down again, she asked the truth.

"Speaking of which... you seem to be very close to Miss Sangpu. Are you familiar with each other?"

Ruan Mianmian secretly laughed in her heart. Qin Xueying went around in circles, talking about private matters and giving a pearl hairpin. Wasn't she still trying to find out about the women around Mo Tingfeng? What a coincidence! She was just worried that she would not have the chance to talk about it.

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"Although Miss Sang Pu and I are old acquaintances, we don't have the same sisterly relationship as Sister Xueying and I do. We are just nodding acquaintances."

"We first met because of the zither at Wangyue Tower's boss Shu's place. Later, I discovered that she had another identity. She was actually the personal zither player of Lord Si Chen."

Having said that, Ruan Mianmian sighed softly, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"To be honest, the reason why I appear to be closer to Miss Sang Pu is because of Brother Tingfeng's face. Since she is the apple of Lord Si Chen's eye, how can I not treat her with courtesy?"

"My dearest one?"

"Yes! Sister, didn't you see her condition when she came to meet me this morning? I'm afraid she was..."

"What is it, I'm afraid?"

Ruan Mianmian took out a handkerchief and covered her mouth, looking as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Oh, Sister Xueying, this is about my daughter's innocence, so please don't ask me. I just saw some clues and made some guesses. You have a keen eye, so why don't you observe my face these two days and see if it is as I thought."

Qin Xueying lowered her eyes to look at the tea in the cup, which had already lost its heat. She casually poured it into the Buddha's hand tea cup beside her. Banxia quickly filled the cup with hot tea. Looking at the smoke rising from the cup, she seemed to recall some scenes - Song Weichen wanted to vomit, and Ruan Mianmian was stroking her back.

"Could it be...?"

Qin Xueying had already guessed about 70% of it. If that was true, it would be ridiculous for her to come to Si Chen Mansion with such a big ceremony today.

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"Why are you crying?"

She was about to ask Sang Pu about his past, but she found Ruan Mianmian crying secretly. Seeing that she paid attention, she hurriedly took a handkerchief to wipe her tears.

"No, it's okay."

"Mianmian, you and I are like sisters. If you have any grievances, you can speak up. I will take care of it for you."

Ruan Mianmian sniffed and her eyes were already red before she said anything.

She looked at Banxia, ​​then at Qin Xueying, seeming to want to say something but stopping herself. The latter understood what she meant and sent away her personal maid. Only the two of them were left in the main hall of the huge Venerable Mansion.

Ruan Mianmian stood up and took two steps forward, then knelt down and bowed deeply to Qin Xueying.

"Please ask Sister Xueying to help Mianmian!"

After she finished speaking, she exaggerated and told Qin Xueying about how she had visited Song Weichen yesterday with good intentions but was slapped twice by him. She also said that she was beaten because he had caught her and Mo Tingfeng in love and made him angry and ashamed. However, she did not mention a word about how she had humiliated others in the first place and acted like Mo Tingfeng's wife, bossing him around.

Qin Xueying's brows furrowed more and more after hearing this.

"Sister Xueying, you have always been kind and generous. I am afraid that after you and Brother Tingfeng become a couple, you will inevitably have to endure her anger in private. Sang Pu relies on being the only favorite, but he doesn't care about anyone!"

"Snapped!"

Qin Xueying slapped the tea table with her palm - although she was the eldest princess, she was not spoiled. She had been practicing since she was young and had already reached the level of a Class C warlock in the last warlock classification trial. With this casual slap, she actually broke the tea tray in two, and the tea stains flowed all over the table.

"Mianmian, if this person is really as despicable as you said, regardless of whether I and Lord Si Chen will have a relationship in the future, I will still stand up for you if she bullies you like this."

After hearing this, Ruan Mianmian was so moved that tears welled up in her eyes. She knelt on the ground for a long time without getting up.

"I thank the Princess for her kindness!"

In the hall, there was a man sitting upright with a dignified appearance, full of justice and hatred of evil; there was another man kneeling and prostrating himself, unable to get up, only sighing that the heaven had eyes and the emperor was wise, with a look of deep friendship and affection.

But in fact, the person sitting upright was just trying to dampen the arrogance of his "beloved" under the pretext of being righteous. If in the future he really gets married to Mo Tingfeng as his father wishes, regardless of whether they love each other or not, etiquette cannot allow him to favor his concubine and neglect his wife!
The one who was kneeling and bowing seemed to have shaking shoulders as if he was crying, but he couldn't stop smiling on his face. He was simply afraid that he would be exposed if he sat up, so he kept bowing.

At the moment, Ruan Mianmian just wanted to praise herself for her clever tactics. On the one hand, she could show goodwill to Sang Pu and continue to win the favor of Mo Tingfeng, while on the other hand, she could wait for Qin Xueying to take action and teach that little bitch a lesson for her. This was the only benefit that both parties got.

Sigh!

It is said that: the royal courtyard is so deep that people have known how to calculate since childhood. They are righteous and loyal in public, but sharpen their knives in secret.