Grudge Breaker

Chapter 284: Ambiguous Night (Part )
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If Qin Xueying is not the real Qin Xueying, what is her purpose in coming to Sichen Mansion? Is it related to the necromancer? Did she kill Xiao An? And... where is the real Qin Xueying now?
Mo Tingfeng was shocked by his own thoughts.

The more he thought about it, the more restless he became. Qin Xueying was going to host a banquet for everyone at noon tomorrow. If she really was a fake princess, then wouldn't the flower-viewing and piano-listening party become her hunting feast at Hongmen?
No, we can't wait until then!

It was already dusk. Going to see Qin Xueying at this time would be impolite and ambiguous, which would inevitably cause people who did not know the truth to misunderstand the relationship between him and Qin Xueying. However, he could not care less about that. Mo Tingfeng had to confirm her true identity as soon as possible.

This matter is both sensitive and urgent, so he must do it personally in a low-key manner.

……

Song Weichen obviously noticed that Mo Tingfeng was absent-minded.

What's up with him?
She gently pulled her hand out of his warm big palm, but he didn't react at all and didn't even notice.

This situation seemed to have never happened before in her memory - although the other person was beside her, she didn't know who his mind was on. However, Song Weichen could recognize that the other person was also a woman with the unique sensitivity of a woman.

He was clearly worried, and he couldn't tell her about it.

When did this start?

Song Weichen stared at the man in front of him and recalled his abnormal moments. Yes, it started from his night meeting with Qin Xueying. After that, he no longer called her when investigating Xiao An's murder case, but chatted mysteriously with Ding Heran and Ye Wujiu alone.

Although Song Weichen is sensitive, she is not the type to dwell on trivial matters and think too much. She decided to ask him openly.

"Tingfeng, are you hiding something..."

Before she finished speaking, Mo Tingfeng suddenly stood up and told her while tidying up her clothes.
"Weiwei, I have something urgent to do and need to see the princess. You should rest well in your room and wait for me to come back."

Song Weichen looked at him blankly, then lowered her eyes - he really wasn't paying attention, and was so distracted that he didn't even notice she was talking to him. Or maybe he was deliberately interrupting her inquiry by retorting.

"..."

"it is good."

In the past, Mo Tingfeng would always be reluctant to part with her before leaving, with a hug or holding hands, or he might say nothing but would definitely look at her affectionately. But tonight he didn't do that, he just flashed away from Wuqingju - he was impatient and disappeared out of thin air.

Song Weichen looked at the closed door for a long time and softly uttered a few words.

"See you soon."

For some reason, for the first time, she felt a strange sense of sadness in her heart.

Obviously, his suspicion was groundless. Obviously, he was full of her, wasn't he? She had been the only one in his life since a thousand years ago, wasn't she?

Song Weichen didn't understand why he was so frustrated and uneasy.

……

The little guinea pig was drooling over the gold-foiled sakura taro paste cakes on the table. When it saw its "father" suddenly disappear, it thought that something big was going to happen, so it jumped out of the window and followed him.

In a moment, the little meatball came back from the window with a shy look on his face, twisted his chubby buttocks and jumped onto the bed, throwing himself into the arms of Song Weichen who was sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze.

"Oh my, big sister, Shushu, my daddy dislikes me..."

"He found a few bottles of good wine and went to see that dignified and beautiful aunt. But he said he didn't want me to go with him no matter what, saying that if I went, it would ruin his plans."

"I am the most perceptive, how could I ruin Daddy's business? Unless he wants to talk to Aunt Mei about love! It's like every time Dad wants to kiss and hug the big sister, he doesn't like me to be there, humph."

The speaker didn't mean it, but it made Song Weichen feel even more abnormal.

Even it thought that Mo Tingfeng went to find Qin Xueying to talk about love.

Song Weichen shook her head and put this indescribable feeling of loss behind her. What was wrong with her? She should trust Mo Tingfeng and wait for him to come back and ask him everything directly.

She gently stroked the little ball to comfort it.

"Your father loves you the most. He must have had his own reasons for not taking you with him."

“*%*&（*）#%&@”

Xiao Biezhi buried his head in Song Weichen's arms, mumbling something in a muffled voice.

"...Do you dare to speak human language?"

In fact, what Little Meatball said was "I want to be with Big Sister and Dad forever", but he thought it was too corny, so he changed his words temporarily.

"I mean... Big Sister, can you promise me that next time you will take me to do something big?" "Okay, I promise."

"yeah!"

……

Only after he had coaxed the little meatball into happiness again did Song Weichen prop himself up and sit back on the mat.

Recently, the frequent events have caused her to neglect her cultivation, and her skills have remained at the C-level without any improvement. This is not acceptable, as she really doesn't have much time left.

Song Weichen sat cross-legged, took Xiao Biezhi back into the Yukui Void Realm, then took a deep breath, forced himself to clear all distracting thoughts, chanted a mantra and entered a state of practice.
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"There's something wrong in the mansion. Weiwei is alone in her room. Please help me take care of her when you come back."

While Mo Tingfeng was standing at the entrance of the main hall of the Venerable Mansion waiting for Banxia Tong to report his request for a meeting, he sent a directed message to Zhuang Yuheng - he was already on his way back to Si Chen Mansion and would be there in about an hour.

Even if it wasn't mentioned, Zhuang Yuheng would definitely go to visit Song Weichen as soon as he arrived, but Mo Tingfeng's words had a different meaning. It meant that he allowed Zhuang Yuheng to stay in Wuqingju longer without avoiding suspicion, which also meant his complete trust in his brother.

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Just as he was thinking about it, the door of the main hall of the Venerable Mansion opened, and Banxia and a group of maids walked out and bowed respectfully to Mo Tingfeng.

"Master Si Chen, the princess invites you in. The master said that since you came to visit me at night, you must have something private to discuss. So we servants will not wait on you inside. If you need anything, Ban Xia will be guarding the palace gate. You can call us."

Mo Tingfeng nodded and entered the hall carrying four bottles of Wunian Water. Banxia bowed to greet him and saw him off until he walked into the first layer of the curtain, then she bowed and closed the door.

There was a window in the side hall facing the main hall's door, which was ajar at the moment. Ruan Mianmian was watching this scene through the half-open window. The candlestick in her hand was swaying, making the expression on her face look even gloomier.

Although Banxia had her back to Ruan Mianmian, she seemed to know that she was peeking at her.

She didn't move her body or head at all, just turned her eyes slightly, glanced at Ruan Mianmian's direction, and then curled the corners of her mouth and let out an inaudible sneer.

A huge old crow flew over the Venerable's residence, making two calls like an old witch chanting a spell. It was obviously a crow, but it looked like a vulture looking for carrion.
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The main hall of the Venerable's Mansion was filled with an odor that sounded like sandalwood, laurel, and jasmine burning at the same time, three parts dignified, six parts ambiguous, and one part careless.

Although there were several candles lit in the hall, they were mostly just for the atmosphere. If one wanted to read or discuss serious matters, such light would obviously be inappropriate.

Mo Tingfeng, carrying the wine, walked through three layers of curtains and finally saw Qin Xueying, who was half leaning on a beauty couch in a corner of the main hall, stretching out a hand and lazily stroking a guqin in front of her.

"I've met the eldest princess."

He bowed as per etiquette but did not look up for a long time - Qin Xueying seemed to have just taken a bath. She was wearing only a strapless gauze dress with a gauze shawl on the outside. Her long silk hair was untied and scattered casually.

This picture is really thought-provoking and not suitable for viewing.

"It's a cold night. The princess needs to put on more clothes. Tingfeng will call Banxia in now."

As Mo Tingfeng turned around, the guqin sounded behind him. Qin Xueying stretched out her red nails and gently plucked the strings.

"when--"

It's the heart-confusing harp.

Mo Tingfeng seemed to be frozen by the sound of the piano. For some reason, as the sound of the piano played, a sky full of stars seemed to appear in front of him, and he himself was one of them.

The stars return to their abyss and transform into Tai Chi.

For a moment, Mo Tingfeng only felt the vastness of the universe. The differences between men and women, and their appearances, that he had just cared about, all became false.

But at the same time, the self-discipline and self-control caused by the differences between men and women also became invisible.

"Ha ha……"

A faint, graceful smile from a woman spread in Mo Tingfeng's heart. It was clearly the laughter from the bottom of his heart, but even Qin Xueying heard it.

The corners of her lips curled up, her lips were as red as fire, and her teeth were as white as jade.

Qin Xueying leaned forward to take a wine glass, and the gauze shawl on her shoulders slipped down with this movement, revealing half of her shoulders.

"Brother Feng is holding Wu Nian Shui. The aroma has already penetrated my heart and lungs before the lid is even opened. It looks like Xueying is in for a treat tonight."

"Tonight there is no Princess, nor Lord Si Chen. We can only come with joy and leave with satisfaction, okay?"

(End of this chapter)