Grudge Breaker

Chapter 286: Heavy Rain is Coming
Song Weichen woke up at the sound of a bird chirping.

The morning light outside the window gradually brightened, but Mo Tingfeng had not returned yet.

Although half of his spiritual consciousness was guarding her to prevent the Lord of the Cemetery from suddenly using his death curse, Song Weichen could not obtain her movements through this half of his spiritual consciousness.

However, today was different. She knew that he had not returned to Tingfeng Mansion. Not only had he not returned, he was even at the eldest princess's place - perhaps it was due to psychological factors, she could even smell the unique scent of powder on Qin Xueying's body.

The room was so quiet that the only sound was the white noise in her heart. Song Weichen shook her head, trying to clear away this inexplicable feeling of anxiety and fear.

"Bingtuozi must have his reasons for not coming back all night."

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It became a little brighter outside the window, and Song Weichen decided to get up.

Guyu was not coming in the morning, so she was specifically told last night to go and see Du Juan, who was recovering in the clinic and "no one cared about her". Song Weichen packed up a little, and for fear of waking up Zhuang Yuheng who was sleeping next door, he tiptoed out of Tingfeng Mansion.

She didn't go to look for Mo Tingfeng, she just wanted to take a walk and take a breath. So she let her horse run wild and unknowingly walked to the waterside garden in front of the meeting hall of Si Chen Mansion.

I still remember the last time I came here was to solve the ghost husband case, before a group of people were preparing to return to the ghost market.

Fearing that Mo Tingfeng would quietly leave without her, she used the name summoning ban to "summon" him from the study to the pool to remind him that even if he escapes the monk, he cannot escape the temple.

Thinking of the time when he was standing in the flower bed holding the file with an angry and amused expression on his face, Song Weichen chuckled, and then her eyes dimmed again - it has been a long time since she last used the Name Summoning Ban, and it can still be used at this moment, but for some reason, she dare not.

What if he shows up disheveled?
Song Weichen was very cautious, afraid of breaking something or discovering something.
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"In early spring, be careful not to catch a cold."

A shawl was gently placed on Song Weichen's shoulders. She turned around and met Zhuang Yuheng's gentle face.

"Brother Yuheng, what's wrong with you? Sorry, I woke you up."

Zhuang Yuheng smiled elegantly.
"I am an immortal after all, and I don't need sleep. But I heard you leave the house quietly, and I was worried, so I followed you."

……

"Weiwei, what's wrong with you? You are worried about something."

"No, I was just thinking... ahem, philosophical questions."

Song Weichen subconsciously avoided the question. To a certain extent, it was immoral to doubt Mo Tingfeng's feelings for her - she was Sang Pu.

She used to be unable to recognize her own feelings because she was not sure whether he loved her past life or herself, but now she subconsciously used "Sang Pu" as an emotional handle. Thinking of this, Song Weichen felt even more bitter.

"Philosophical questions? What is philosophy?"

Zhuang Yuheng has lived for thousands of years and has only heard of the terms "philosopher" or "ancient sages", but has never heard of the word "philosophy". He was aroused by Song Weichen's casual remark.

Song Weichen was stunned. How to explain this? She was just making it up. She couldn't say that the word philosophy came from a guy named Pythagoras from a country called ancient Greece that you had never heard of. The key point was what philosophy was, she couldn't say it clearly.

With a roll of his eyes, Song Weichen started talking nonsense.

"Philosophy is like a suppository for the brain, which gushes out knowledge uncontrollably."

"For example, I was just thinking that language is deceptive. For example, sashimi means dead fish; putting out a fire means putting out a fire; before life means before death; asking you to take care of something means not asking you to take care of something; in principle it is okay, then it is not okay; in principle it is not okay, then it is okay."

"So when a person says 'wait till I come back', will he really come back?"

"The last person who said this to me was Cang Yue. The last thing he said to me was to wait for me to come back."

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Song Weichen concealed the second half of the sentence. The last words Mo Tingfeng said to her last night were also "wait for me to come back", and then he unexpectedly did not return all night.

She was afraid of this sentence from the bottom of her heart. If possible, she hoped that she would be the one waving and saying goodbye on the starting train, rather than the one standing on the platform "waiting for others to return".

Daydreaming can turn people into philosophers.

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Zhuang Yuheng looked at Song Weichen's somewhat disappointed profile, and she was indeed worried about something.

However, he misunderstood, thinking that she was concerned about Gu Cangyue's safety. Thinking of the information he accidentally got when he went to Wu Zi Pavilion in the upper world, Zhuang Yuheng tried to comfort her.

"I heard that the fog wall barrier of the Undead Temple has been dissipated. It will be in the next ten days or so. I think Cangyue should be back soon."

"Has the fog cleared?"

This news really surprised Song Weichen. The timing was just right, so the figure seen near the pleasure boat that day... was it really not him?
But if it was him, why didn't he come to see her? Thinking of the paper crane that disappeared out of thin air in her dream, a strong sense of loss crept into Song Weichen's heart. She felt that she might never see Gu Cangyue again in this life.

Song Weichen secretly wondered what was wrong with her today, especially her anxiety about gains and losses. This emotion was very abnormal and not like her at all.

"Brother Yuheng, let's go back."

Zhuang Yuheng took out a pill of Shiquan Pill and asked Song Weichen to take it, then tightened the belt of her shawl for her.

"I'll go see Mianmian. After all, he's your older brother. We'll see each other later."
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Song Weichen returned to Tingfeng Mansion and found that Mo Tingfeng had returned. He sat in front of the desk in a daze. He was holding the file in his hand, but he didn't open it at all, and his eyes were wandering somewhere unknown.

"Knock knock."

Song Weichen stood by the door and knocked on the door frame, "Mr. Mo, Mao Ning~"

"Snapped."

His hand shook and the file fell on the table. He quickly picked it up and opened it, then smiled at Song Weichen with an unnatural expression.

"You're back? I heard from Yuheng that you guys were walking around the mansion, but I didn't go to see you because I had something else to do."

Song Weichen glanced at the file in his hand that was opened again but held upside down. He paused as he was about to step into the door, but finally withdrew, and smiled in an unnatural manner.

"Well, you are busy, I will go back to the house to practice."

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Looking at Song Weichen's leaving back, Mo Tingfeng had a very complicated expression. His fingers holding the file unconsciously exerted force, causing his knuckles to turn white.

How could he do such a thing!

I don't know what happened at Qin Xueying's place just now. I was in a trance and actually saw Song Weichen's original appearance. She was lying on the bed in his bedroom. She didn't hide when she saw him coming. Instead, she stood up with a smile and hooked her arms around his neck, calling his name, and kissed him gently with her little mouth...

But when she came to her senses again, she realized that he had gone crazy and took the initiative to move over and kiss Qin Xueying across the table!
This, this is really...

"Brother Feng, you..."

Qin Xueying's beautiful eyes were filled with shyness, she wanted to hide but didn't, wanted to refuse but didn't. Mo Tingfeng only felt a buzzing in his head, as if something suddenly collapsed!

"I…I'm sorry! I wasn't…I…"

Mo Tingfeng felt that he had no way to defend himself. How could he do such a thing worse than that of an animal? He was filled with remorse and had nowhere to escape.

This was really too abnormal. He was sure that he was not bewitched by any magic, and it was impossible for him to have any romantic feelings for Qin Xueying. He didn't know how such a thing could happen.

Qin Xueying covered her chest with her clothes and shrank back, looking like someone who had been taken advantage of but was trying hard to smooth things over.

"Brother Feng only has Miss Sang Pu in his heart. Xueying understands that what happened today must be a misunderstanding. I won't tell anyone. Just pretend it never happened."

"Hug, sorry!"

Mo Tingfeng stood up in a panic, and his clothes accidentally swept a wine glass off the table, which fell to the ground with a crisp sound of jade breaking - he almost escaped from the Venerable's Mansion.

But he didn't know that behind him, Qin Xueying had been staring at him, her eyes filled with a hunter's half-smile.

She placed her hand on the Heart-Confusing Harp and gently stroked the body of the instrument, but did not play it again.

"hiss."

Qin Xueying suddenly looked like she was in pain. She frowned and lifted up her skirt, only to see that her ankle was still wrapped in gauze. It was the wound caused by the bite from the wolf. It seemed that it had not healed yet, and blood was still seeping out of the gauze.

Qin Xueying poured some of the remaining Wunian Water from the half bottle onto the wound, causing her cheeks to tighten in pain. She then drank the rest from the bottle.

At this moment, Banxia knew that Mo Tingfeng had left, so she led a group of maids into the hall to serve.

"Banxia, ​​take a bath."

"Yes, eldest princess."

Banxia was about to leave when Qin Xueying called her back.

"Wait, bring me a handkerchief."

Taking the silk handkerchief handed to her by Banxia, ​​she wiped her lips fiercely, wishing she could wipe off all the skin, as if this could make the tenderness just now never happen.