Grudge Breaker

Chapter 283 Something is wrong
"Don't be nervous. I may not be very successful, but at least I'm still alive."

It was already 3 p.m. when Mo Tingfeng returned to Tingfeng Mansion after finishing his official business. As soon as he entered Wuqingju, he found Song Weichen slumped on the meditation cushion. When she heard him running towards her in a hurry, she muttered something to indicate that she was still alive.

Seeing her lying on the ground, unable to get up, with only her mouth left, Mo Tingfeng felt distressed and wanted to laugh at the same time. He poured a cup of hot tea from the table, brought it to the mat, helped her up and tried to feed her.

"Little ancestor, how did you torture yourself again?"

Song Weichen shook her head to refuse, her stomach still churning like a dragon rushing across the river - in the past two hours, she had been vomiting like a pregnant woman having morning sickness, and had almost spent all her limited physical capital.

She was complaining while grumbling, it was really weird, she enjoyed drinking that pot of nourishing Lao Longjing soup, why couldn't she enjoy it?

"I'm like the harmless Snow White who greedily ate half of the poisonous apple from Lao Longjing. Now, Prince, I'm saved because you've come back. I just vomited so much that my legs were weak and I couldn't get up. It's not a big deal and I won't die."

After all, he had suffered a setback... and another setback, and Song Weichen tried to get away with it by laughing it off.

"How dare you eat what she gave you? Why don't you learn your lesson?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Tingfeng quickly used his fingertips to probe Song Weichen's vital point, and only felt relieved after confirming that she had no signs of poisoning. However, he immediately thought of the possibility that she was "too weak to be nourished", and his heart sank.

"From today on, I'm going to make a rule that anything you eat from outsiders must be inspected and approved by me, no matter who brought it. Do you hear me?"

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"I heard it, President Mo. I heard it with both ears."

"Are there any new findings in Xiao'an's case?"

She didn't want to listen to Mo Tingfeng nagging about her anymore, so she changed the subject.

Song Weichen had always felt something was wrong. Ever since Lao Longjing was designated as the first-class suspect, there had been no further developments in the case. It seemed that the few of them who were discussing the case were intentionally or unintentionally avoiding her.

Just because the suspect was Ruan Mianmian, did the nobles not commit the same crime as the common people? That was not acceptable. She, Song Weichen, was the first one to disagree.

"The murderer is most likely someone else."

Mo Tingfeng told Song Weichen about his analysis of the hairpin's too neat broken end, and also mentioned that the blood on the gauze in the underground ice cellar came from Du Juan. After hesitating for a long time, he only said that a third person's blood was found on the gauze, but there was no tracing result yet, and he deliberately concealed the information of the necromancer.

"There's Du Juan and a third person's blood on the gauze?"

Song Weichen was stunned, recalling that on the day when the princess came to receive him, he accidentally caught a glimpse of Du Juan's hand wrapped in gauze hidden in her sleeve, with faint traces of blood on it.

Du Juan was tortured to death by Ruan Mianmian and had no energy left to kill. I'm afraid the gauze was accidentally dropped when she went to the ice cellar to break ice, but why is there a third person's blood on it? What is the relationship between this third person and Xiao An?
"Could it be that this third person is the murderer?"

As soon as she asked the question, she regretted it. Since ancient times, when committing a crime, how could the victim not have bloodstains and signs of resistance? Why would the murderer leave bloodstains everywhere? This is unscientific.

Song Weichen sighed. The more he thought about it, the more confused he became. His body was weak and his brain was not enough.

Mo Tingfeng held her in his arms and comforted her softly, "Don't worry about it, your health is more important. Give me some more time on this case, and everything will be cleared up."

Unlike his gentle and soothing tone, Mo Tingfeng was in a heavy mood. The blood of a necromancer would never appear in Si Chen's mansion without any reason, and Ye Wujiu's abnormality also concerned him.
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"hiss……"

A piercing pain came from the wound on his arm, and Ye Wujiu couldn't help but gasp.

He hurried back to his residence, closed the windows tightly, and lowered the thick bamboo curtains. The light in the room suddenly dimmed. He then took off his robes as a resentment-breaker and used the dim candlelight to check his left arm, which had been burned by the solar prominence cast by the necromancer in the morning.

Seeing this, Ye Wujiu was secretly surprised. The wound was spreading little by little - just like a spring silkworm eating mulberry leaves, although slowly, it was visible enough to the naked eye.

...There seemed to be a "silkworm" under the wound, just like what he saw on Ma Zhenchun's chest. He found that there was something crawling under the skin of his left arm wound, and it was the culprit that caused the wound to spread.

And this was not the worst. Ye Wujiu took a candle and carefully examined the wound on his left arm against the bronze mirror - it was not an illusion. The wound on his left arm had its own pattern, and it looked very much like a part of the special rune on the necromancer's chest.

That is to say, as the wound continues to "eat away", it is very likely that the strange rune will form - will he also become a necromancer?

Ye Wujiu was deeply shocked by his own thoughts.

Another wave of piercing pain came from his arm. He couldn't help but groan while holding his left arm. In his heart, he remembered what the necromancer had said to him.

"Unless you have the ability to kill me once again and let me be completely free."

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Could it be that Ma Zhenchun has also been enduring this inhuman torture - but he is already dead, can a dead person still feel pain?
No, no.

Ye Wujiu suddenly realized a problem: Ma Zhenchun was dead, but not completely dead.

He still has self-awareness, and it is probably because his soul has been sealed in his body by some kind of spell and cannot dissipate, so he only comes to seek relief when he is occasionally "awake".

But what kind of evil magic is driving him, and what is the other party's purpose?
Ye Wujiu recalled the scene in the Hidden Mist Village. The necromancer was obviously chasing the black-clothed man of the Earth Element A grade and the "fire stick". Was he going to kill them? Or was there something on them that the mastermind behind the necromancer was determined to get?
"hiss."

Another piercing pain brought his thoughts back to reality. Ye Wujiu once again examined his left arm in the bronze mirror, but caught a glimpse of a figure behind him in the mirror. "You?!"
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"What are you here for?"

Song Weichen looked at Banxia, ​​who was brought in by Guyu, with a puzzled look on his face.

"I greet Master Si Chen and Miss Sang Pu. This is the handwritten letter from the princess. The master wants to hold a banquet for enjoying the spring and listening to the zither at noon tomorrow in the back hills of Si Chen's mansion to thank Master Si Chen for his care these days."

Banxia said this and placed the brocade box in her hand on the table.

"This is the box of snacks that Mr. Shu from Wangyue Tower sent today. He said it was a newly developed flavor. The princess said it tasted good, so she asked me to bring one to Miss Sangpu to try."

Banxia didn't delay and was about to leave after she finished speaking. Mo Tingfeng then arranged for Guyu to send her out of the house.

Because of Guyu, Xiao Biezhi also came to Wuqingju. It has been following Song Weichen's instructions and guarding Guyu closely. This time, it finally saw Song Weichen and Mo Tingfeng. Its excited little black eyes lit up. It pounced on Song Weichen, grabbed her clothes with its milk paws, and rubbed its fleshy face against her arm again and again.

"Big sister, I, Shu Shu, miss you so much!"

"I heard from Benboerba that the two brothers accompanied you to make a big deal! Shushu, I'm very envious, I want to make a big deal too!"

Song Weichen was happy. After pretending to be Guyu and making such a fuss, she no longer had to worry about Lao Longjing doing something bad to her. The little guinea pig could indeed return.

She pinched the back of his neck and put him on Mo Tingfeng.
"Go find your father. He has all the big jobs."

Little Biezhi jumped onto Mo Tingfeng's shoulder, put his two claws into his ears and yelled,
"father!"

"When will you take me and Shushu to do something big?"

The little meatball's loud voice made Mo Tingfeng's eardrums buzz. If it weren't for the fact that this was Song Weichen's phantom spirit, how could he, the dignified Lord Si Chen, let a chubby rodent lie next to his ear and yell.

But now, he had no temper at all when being called. He could already predict how humble Mo Tingfeng's family status would be if "Nian Chen" really came into being in the future.

He lifted Xiao Biezhi from his shoulder to his palm and said, "Come on, I'm going to take you to do something very important now, to inspect the goods for the big sister."

"Inspection?"

The little pig stretched out its two paws and held one of Mo Tingfeng's fingers, watching him bring itself to the brocade box.

"Open it and test whether it is poisonous or not. Can your elder sister eat it?"

Little Biezhi pouted secretly. What a big deal! He was a mouse that wanted to be a hero!
But forget it, it’s my duty to serve the big sister. The little meatball stood up with her butt sticking out, and with a kick of her legs, she landed steadily on the table where the brocade box was placed.

Lifting the lid of the box, six gold foil cherry blossom and taro paste cakes appeared inside. Each one was extremely delicate, made to look like cherry blossoms in bloom in spring, and dotted with precious edible gold foil. After opening them, the fillings were different, including red bean, meat floss, lotus paste, jujube paste, chestnut paste, and egg yolk. Xiao Biezhi lowered his head to take a deep sniff and swallowed hard.

"Dad! We've checked it and it's not poisonous. You can eat it as you like. But Shushu, I want to try it too..."

"You can eat it, but Weiwei can't."

Mo Tingfeng's expression was stern. It seemed that he needed to train the little guinea pig's "inspection" ability to prevent Song Weichen from getting into trouble.

It was also thanks to his sharp eyes.

This box of snacks is made of top-quality ingredients and workmanship, and is indeed non-toxic and harmless, with one exception - the gold foil embellishing it is not ordinary edible gold foil, but gold flakes spit out by the golden bird.

This kind of gold flakes has a special name called "Bi Han Gold". Compared with normal gold, it has a faint blood-red glow.

The golden bird lives in the 9,000-mile Ranzhou. The gold dust it spits out has a great warming and tonic effect and is extremely rare.

Mortals cannot obtain it, but immortals and nobles can eat it to strengthen the spleen and warm the stomach, it is very nourishing.

But Song Weichen had been weak for a long time, and today she was vomiting non-stop, and her spleen and stomach were cold and stagnant. If she ate the gold dust to ward off the cold at this time, it would not only fail to achieve the effect of warming and nourishing, but would greatly increase the burden on her spleen and stomach. She would have difficulty in taking in food and water in the short term - this was intended to take her life.

Mo Tingfeng believed that this box of snacks did come from Wangyue Tower, and he also believed that it was a gift from Shu Xinglong to the eldest princess. Not to mention eating the "Winter-Bearing Gold", even seeing the gold flakes spit out by this legendary divine bird was quite rare. It must be said that Shu Xinglong's gift was extremely exquisite, and only he could do such a thing.

Qin Xueying gave it to Song Weichen as a gift. It must be said that this "gift" was also exquisitely given.

The snacks were not made at her instruction, but they are very beneficial to ordinary people. Even if Song Weichen has stomach problems after eating them, she can easily clean them up.

...Could it be that the eldest princess really intends to harm Song Weichen?
Mo Tingfeng was a little hesitant about his own thoughts——

Is it because he is so paranoid that he thinks everyone has ulterior motives?

After all, the eldest princess has always been sensible, kind and generous. They have known each other for more than a day or two, and it is impossible for someone to suddenly change his or her character.

Or……

She is not the real Qin Xueying?