Grudge Breaker

Chapter 276: Dark Night Conspiracy
Mo Tingfeng had just left and Song Weichen hadn't even had time to sit down at Wuqingju when little Biezhi Xinyin arrived.

"Big sister! Guess what? You got it right! That beautiful aunt asked a young lady who looked unfamiliar to her to summon sister Guyu to serve at the Venerable's Mansion."

"what?"

"She dares!"

Song Weichen stood up. If she had a beard like Little Meatball, she would definitely be shaking with anger at this moment.

"Have you controlled Guyu?"

"Of course! I pressed the Baihui and Ermen acupoints on Sister Guyu's sleepiness points. She won't wake up for a while. Praise me."

"Well done! Keep an eye on her, I'll be right over there."

Song Weichen was afraid that his body would not be able to hold on and he would collapse in the battle, so he took out a pill of Huangquan Sun Grass and swallowed it. Then he took out the "Disguise Water" that Ding Heran had secretly got for her from the warehouse of the Writing Department from the bottom of the cupboard and put it in his arms. He hurried to the ear room of Tingfeng Mansion where Guyu lived.

After a moment, Song Weichen, who had disguised himself as Guyu and put on her clothes, came out of the mansion. He walked two steps with his head held high and chest puffed out. Suddenly he realized that something was wrong with his style. He immediately changed into a humble and submissive look and followed Ruan Mianmian, the maid.

Ever since Song Weichen was fed the "abortion drug" by Lao Longjing in the daytime and saw the emerald leaf taken out of the little eucalyptus' throat, he is now like a stone monkey who is ready to make a scene at the Peach Banquet.

She couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth. They say good food is never too late. Lao Longjing, wait, grandma, I'm here to bring you a midnight snack!
Song Weichen walked silently in Si Chen Mansion and into the deep night. There was no moon or stars in the sky, and it was dark and depressing, as if there was some undercurrent hidden.
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"Princess, why did you invite me so late at night? Is there something important going on?"

Mo Tingfeng arrived at the pavilion in the garden of Si Chen Mansion as promised. Qin Xueying was already waiting there. There were two pots of wine and some snacks on the table.

She was wearing thin clothes and was holding a warm wine glass to keep warm. When she saw Mo Tingfeng coming, she smiled, sniffed, and raised her hand to point to the stone bench opposite, indicating that he should sit down.

Seeing her like this, Mo Tingfeng glanced at Banxia and said, "Go get a cloak for the princess."

Upon hearing this, Banxia bowed deeply and lowered her head in embarrassment, saying nothing.

"I came here in a hurry and didn't plan to go out at night, so I didn't bring a cloak. It's okay, Lord Si Chen, don't take it to heart."

"It's cold at night, be careful not to get sick."

Mo Tingfeng summoned the secret guard and asked him to go back to Tingfeng Mansion to get one of his own cloaks for Qin Xueying.

"How did you become so attentive and considerate? Xueying almost doesn't recognize Master Si Chen anymore."

Qin Xueying smiled and poured the warm wine into Mo Tingfeng's cup. She toasted him again, covered her face with her sleeves and drank the wine in the cup.

Mo Tingfeng was holding the wine glass and was about to drink, but was stunned when he heard this. If she didn't say it, he wouldn't realize it. Yes, when did he become so caring?

"I certainly didn't before, but then a little thing appeared around me that made me very worried, and I started to care about him unconsciously, which made the princess laugh."

After hearing this, Qin Xueying remained calm and continued to pour wine for Mo Tingfeng with a smile.

"But Sister Sang Pu?"

"Yes, she is the only one in my life. I have been through the sea and nothing but Wushan."

Mo Tingfeng did not hide his feelings at all, which made Qin Xueying slightly upset, but fortunately the night was dark enough to hide all her worries.
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She stood up and walked to a corner of the pavilion, looking at the flower buds and leaves in the flower bed that were dimly illuminated by the night and candles. She pondered for a moment and finally spoke.

"Master Si Chen, Xueying invited me to chat tonight because of her."

"Your Excellency knows Xueying's temperament well. Let's be frank. Although you have not seen it yourself, you must know the scene of me walking on the flower path, riding a phoenix sedan chair, and wearing gorgeous clothes to set up a stall in the Sichen Mansion. You must also know what it means."

"Lord Si Chen has not mentioned this matter yet. I think he is intentionally avoiding it. I wonder if what Xueying said is right?"

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These words hit the nail on the head for Mo Tingfeng. Indeed, how could he not know about it?

Moreover, on the day when Qin Xueying arrived at the mansion, the territory lord Qin Huan secretly asked his personal guard to deliver a handwritten letter to him:
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Xueying lost her mother at a young age and was raised by herself, treating her like the treasure of her life.

Now that I have grown up, I only hope that I can find a good man, live in harmony with him, and have many children. Then my wish will come true.

This feeling is private, and I can tell few people about it. Now that Xueying has come to stay at Sichen Mansion for a while, it has made me think about this matter many times.

Tingfeng, you are my most trusted minister. Do you have any suggestions for Xueying regarding her lifelong affairs?

Soon there will be a party to celebrate the closing of the case for the ghost husband. There will be no king or subjects, and you and I will be frank with each other and drink happily.
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Mo Tingfeng didn't mention this matter to anyone.

If Song Weichen knew about this, she would definitely say that the Lord's abacus beads could be heard even at the end of the universe.

The lord of the territory wanted to invite him to be his son-in-law. If he knew his power, he should have shown great courtesy to Qin Xueying while she was in the mansion and replied to the letter to "recommend himself".

After all, a man should have lofty ambitions, be able to distinguish between personal love and official interests, and must not make big mistakes for small ones - marrying Qin Xueying as his principal wife would not prevent him from seeking pleasure, taking concubines, and falling in love with others.

But not only did Mo Tingfeng not reply to the thank-you letter from the territory lord, he even deliberately avoided Qin Xueying for several days. Now he stated that he only loved Sang Pu, which was actually a big rejection written on his face - if necessary, he would refuse the territory lord in person, even though this was really an inappropriate way to deal with it.

Now that Qin Xueying pointed it out directly, he was happy to be open about it.

"The princess has a keen eye. Tingfeng is indeed deliberately avoiding suspicion to avoid misunderstandings and miss out on a good marriage."

Hearing this, Qin Xueying chuckled. She smoothed her hair, sat back on the stone bench, and looked at Mo Tingfeng.

"Lord Si Chen, how about a deal?"

"We both have no feelings for each other, this is a fact. But my lord, you are embarrassed to speak up because of the relationship between the monarch and his subjects, and I can't bear to reject my father's good intentions and make him upset. Why don't we work together to put on a show?"

"Please forgive me for being a little ruthless, my lord. I will find an opportunity to decline your offer in public, and ask my father to arrange a marriage for you and Miss Sang Pu, how about that?"

"After all, if it gets out that the great Lord Si Chen rejected the legitimate daughter of the territory lord for a common zither player, not only will Xueying feel ashamed, but even my father will be embarrassed. I hope Lord Si Chen will sympathize with me."

"You give me stairs, and I give you a beautiful woman."
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Qin Xueying filled Mo Tingfeng's glass with wine and toasted it to him, "If you agree, drink this cup as a token of your agreement."

Mo Tingfeng took the wine glass but hesitated to drink it.

Of course, he understood that what Qin Xueying said made sense. To some extent, she did give him the best "way out" - she did not have to offend the lord of the territory, and she did not have to actually marry the eldest princess.

But he felt that this matter was not that simple.

For example, it is very difficult to grasp the measure of "showing a bit of indifference towards Qin Xueying". Not to mention whether Song Weichen would be jealous because of this, even if she didn't care, he really couldn't play along with other women.

He can't.

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"I wonder how far Tingfeng needs to go? Please let the princess know. I am afraid that I might go beyond the rules and damage your reputation."

Qin Xueying smiled slightly, drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and then put the glass heavily on the table with a thud.

"Why is Lord Si Chen starting to come up with high-sounding excuses? Rather than saying that you are worried about my reputation being damaged, it's better to say that there is only one person in your heart and you really can't be affectionate with others!"

"Your Excellency is so devoted, which makes Xueying think highly of you and makes me happy for Sister Sang Pu."

"Don't worry, there is no need for you to be close to Xueying on purpose. Just be kind to Xueying when there are others around. After all, everyone knows that I am here in my best attire."

"When the celebration banquet for the Ghost Husband case comes, I will express my feelings to my father and announce it to everyone. I have no interest in you, sir, so don't mention this matter again."

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Having said that, there was really no reason for Mo Tingfeng to refuse. He nodded, tilted his head back and drank the so-called "contract wine".

Although emotionally he really wanted Qin Xueying to explain the truth to the territory master right now - why wait until the banquet when everyone was present to do that.

But rationally he knew very well that it was more appropriate for Qin Xueying to do so. The Lord of the Territory was currently "one-sided", and no one of them was suitable to pour cold water on him.

When it came to the celebration banquet, he took the initiative to bring up the matter of marriage, and Qin Xueying took the opportunity to publicly state that she was not interested in marriage at the moment. The lord of the territory would find it difficult to ask for her hand in marriage to Mo Tingfeng even if he wanted to because of the presence of everyone. After that, Mo Tingfeng could just say that the person he loved was Song Weichen, and ask the lord of the territory to grant the marriage, and the matter would be settled.

After making up his mind, Mo Tingfeng filled Qin Xueying's glass with wine. "The eldest princess is very righteous. Tingfeng toasts to you."

The two were chatting when the secret guard came back with a cloak. Banxia took it and wanted to put it on Qin Xueying, but she raised her hand to stop him.

"No need for that. It will cause misunderstandings among others... A-choo!"

Mo Tingfeng couldn't help laughing. This hard-mouthed yet brittle attitude was a bit like his stubborn little donkey, so he couldn't help but soften his tone for a moment.

"Put it on. Your health is important."

Qin Xueying didn't refuse anymore, she just smiled helplessly.

"Lord Si Chen, you don't know that Miss Sang Pu is sensible. I am not worried that she will be jealous because of this. It's really that sister Mian Mian. If she sees me wearing your cloak, I don't know what kind of trouble she will come up with."

Hearing the name Ruan Mianmian, Mo Tingfeng's expression darkened. She was really willful and was becoming more and more outrageous!
Thanks to her, Song Weichen is probably lying on the bed listlessly at this moment, and I don’t know if he is feeling better now... If it weren’t for Zhuang Yuheng’s feelings, I’m afraid he would order Ruan Mianmian to be forbidden to enter Si Chen Mansion again.

Thinking of the jade leaf, Mo Tingfeng changed his expression and stared at Qin Xueying seriously.

"Princess, please think carefully, is there anything unusual about Ruan Mianmian in the past two days?"
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"Squeak-"

The maid led Song Weichen to the door of the side hall of Si Chen Mansion and left, saying only that Concubine Ruan asked her to go in alone to serve. Song Weichen stood at the door and curled his lips as he looked at the dark room.

"Why would this devil lady make things so dark for no reason? Is she trying to escape the room?"

Despite her complaints, she still carefully opened the door and walked in.

People haven't stood still yet.
"Wow!"

A stream of unknown liquid with a chilling chill splashed towards her head!

Fortunately, Song Weichen is now considered an upper-middle-class cultivator. In addition, she entered the door with extreme vigilance - she had already covered her body with the power of controlling puppets in advance. When she sensed something unusual, the puppet immediately exerted its power to pull her to dodge quickly. Although she knocked down a bronze lamp on the side, she was safe.

"Bang!"

With the sound of a copper basin falling to the ground, a cluster of candles lit up not far away.

Only then did Song Weichen see clearly that it was a candle on the table. Ruan Mianmian was sitting beside the table. Her face was reflected in the flickering half-bright firelight, making her look particularly ghostly.

"Hey, Miss Guyu is here?"

"It's all my fault, Du Juan. I let the ice water used to chill the snow lotus soup spill out of my hand, and got Miss Guyu all wet. Hey! Why aren't you wet?!"

Seeing that there was no moisture on Song Weichen's body, Ruan Mianmian raised her eyebrows, looking very unhappy.

She turned and glared at Du Juan who was standing beside her. "What are you standing there for, you stupid girl? Why don't you apologize to Miss Guyu?"

Following Ruan Mianmian's gaze, Song Weichen then noticed Du Juan. Although the candlelight was dim, she still looked even more miserable than the day she came to welcome the emperor. She was skinny, one of her cheeks was abnormally swollen, and water was dripping from her hair - not just her hair, her whole body was soaked. She looked three parts human and seven parts ghost, especially like a drowned ghost fished out of the water.

When Du Juan heard Ruan Mianmian scolding her, her body shook and she turned to Song Weichen stiffly and slowly.

"Gu... Yu... I'm... not..."

"Wow!"

Another basin of ice water was poured over Dujuan. Only then did Song Weichen see clearly that there were several copper basins on the dimly lit table. It was not difficult to guess what was inside.

"Do you want to die?! You can't even say one sentence clearly. If someone sees you, they will think I'm abusing you!"

Dujuan didn't say anything. She shook her body twice and fell backwards. There was another thud, which made people tremble with fear.

"Cuckoo!"

Song Weichen didn't care about anything else and rushed over hastily, kneeling down and half-picking up Dujuan - it really didn't take much effort, Dujuan was almost just a bag of bones and was much thinner than her.

Dujuan was unconscious, his whole body twitching, his fingers spread out like bird claws, and he was obviously having difficulty breathing, looking like he was having an epileptic seizure.

Song Weichen called her urgently and pinched her philtrum hard, but it was of no avail - but when he did so he touched Du Juan's face and realized that the girl had a high fever, probably because she had not yet recovered from her illness and was doused with ice water by Ruan Mianmian.

"She has a high fever and convulsions! She must be sent to the provincial doctor immediately..."

"Wow!"

Before Song Weichen could finish her words, she was hit by a basin of ice water, which almost made her faint. She was careless! This dead dragon well was playing dirty. She was busy taking care of Du Juan and neglected to use puppet energy to protect herself.

"Stop talking! Who the hell do you think you are!"

"Besides, what's your business if I discipline my own girl? Is it possible that Miss Guyu thinks she can become an immortal just because she has won the favor of that little bitch Sang Pu?"

"Open your dog eyes and see clearly who is the future mistress of Sichen Mansion. Don't think that the commoner bitch can be honored by being the mother of a son! Hahaha, no, she shouldn't be a 'mother' now, right?"

"I didn't ask you to come here today for any other reason. I just wanted to take care of that little bitch's health!"

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Song Weichen sighed, smoothed the wet hair that Du Juan had covered her face with, and whispered in her ear,
"Du Juan, you must hold on. I will take you to the clinic later."

Then he carefully laid her on the ground, and Song Weichen stood up on his knees. If it weren't for the life-extending pill, she would probably have died like Dujuan by now.

Song Weichen took two steps towards Ruan Mianmian with a humbly and respectfully bowed, then rolled up his sleeves and wiped his hands carefully with a handkerchief.

"Your Excellency is a delicate person. You must be tired after pouring these basins of water. Would you like me to massage your shoulders?"

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Ruan Mianmian never expected that this girl's attitude would change so quickly. One second she was still shouting that she wanted to send the patient to the hospital, and the next second she came to her to fawn on her. How could she be better at changing her face than her? She didn't know how to react for a moment.

"I have no other intentions. I just want to please the future mistress of Sichen Mansion in advance. If it is not well made, you don't have to do it yourself. I will pour a basin of ice water and pour it myself."

Ruan Mianmian raised her eyebrows when she heard this. She didn't expect that this girl had such good eyesight. No wonder Mo Tingfeng placed her in front of that little bitch Sang Pu to serve her.

For a moment, she even had the idea of ​​asking Mo Tingfeng for someone to bring Guyu to her side - Dujuan couldn't take care of him anyway.

"Now that you mention it, I feel a little tired."

Ruan Mianmian twisted her neck and patted her shoulder.

Song Weichen understood what she meant, and he came forward obediently, pinching her shoulders lightly. Ruan Mianmian half closed her eyes in comfort.

"Tell me, how is that little bitch Sangpu?"

Song Weichen's mouth twitched slightly, afraid that he would laugh out loud, so he quickly cleared his throat to cover it up.

"That little bitch..."