Grudge Breaker

Chapter 287 - Dissension
Song Weichen almost went crazy.

She was unable to calm down while guiding the puppet Qi in her body to practice the cycle. She kept thinking of Mo Tingfeng's panic just now, so that the puppet Qi coming out of the three Huangting meridians did not return to Huangting after bypassing the six chakras, but rushed down to the Dantian, causing the Qi sea to move violently and impacting the heart meridian.

"puff!"

She vomited a mouthful of blackish blood and collapsed uncontrollably on the cushion.

In a daze, the empty, bloodshot eye sockets of the Lord of the Cemetery floated before her eyes, and the five skulls on his head creaked, as if looking for and locking onto her.

"slight!"

Mo Tingfeng, who was in the study room next door, felt the aura of the death curse through the half of his consciousness attached to her body, and hurried over. Seeing her lying on the mat with her breath barely fading, he quickly lifted her up from the cushion, sat cross-legged facing her, and cast a spell with his fingertips to transfer three streams of magic power into her Mingmen, Qihai, and Huangting, guiding the runaway puppet Qi in Song Weichen's body back to Huangting.

After about an incense stick of time, Song Weichen slowly opened his eyes.

Just as he was about to speak, he opened his mouth and vomited blood again, but this time it turned bright red.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Mo Tingfeng moved a little closer so that Song Weichen could lean on his arms.

He stroked her back gently, feeling full of guilt. How could he - how could he do such a thing to Qin Xueying? How could he be worthy of Song Weichen?

Song Weichen closed her eyes and leaned lightly in his arms, but the strange feeling in her heart did not diminish. On the contrary, she was almost certain that he and Qin Xueying must have been very close last night.

Because she smelled the unique scent of Qin Xueying's makeup on his chest.

Maybe it was caused by improper training, she thought, otherwise why would her heart feel so heavy as lead, almost dragging her into the abyss.
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"I want to lie down for a while, you go and do your work."

Song Weichen tried hard to support herself and leave his chest. She didn't want to smell the smell that made her eyes sore.

Mo Tingfeng wanted to carry her to the bed, but Song Weichen raised his hand to stop him.

"No, I can do it myself."

As he spoke, he struggled to stand up, staggered and sat down with the help of the bed frame, then he looked up at Mo Tingfeng, his expression clearly showing that he was trying to drive him away.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew outside the window, the window frames creaked, and it seemed that a sudden rain was about to come.

Mo Tingfeng walked over in three or two steps and closed the window. The light in the room instantly dimmed. He stood by the window awkwardly, not daring to look Song Weichen in the eye.

"Okay, you take a good rest, I'll go take a shower."

Mo Tingfeng left, and Song Weichen sat on the edge of the bed in a daze. She didn't understand why everything seemed different in just one night.

What exactly has changed?
It's not that she didn't believe him, but putting all the signs together, she couldn't help but come to a certain conclusion - he really couldn't hide it.

Her throat felt itchy and she couldn't help coughing. She took out a handkerchief to cover her mouth. When she took it away, the handkerchief was stained with blood.

After staring at the bloody handkerchief for a long time, Song Weichen suddenly smiled. That smile was very miserable. What was she caring about? Isn't this the best result?
If he really has something going on with the princess - helping him to lift the ban on love on Valentine's Day would be the best gift I could give him in this life.

Heavy rain came down, and the sky and the earth changed color.

A bird's nest under the eaves outside the corridor of Wuqingju fell down due to heavy rain. Song Weichen heard the noise and hurriedly opened the door to rescue it, but found that the nest was empty. It turned out that the birds in the same forest had already flown away.

Her clothes were soaked by the rain, and the raindrops were blinding her eyes as they ran down her hair. She had no choice but to fumble around and pick up the nest shell and bring it back to the house. Unfortunately, it was an empty nest, but fortunately, it was already an empty nest.

"What is love? Love is the choice that maximizes the exchange of benefits."

Ruan Mianmian’s words are still ringing in his ears. He used to sneer at them, but now, Song Weichen feels that she is right.
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The rainstorm came and went like the wind, and the sky soon cleared up. It was almost noon. Mo Tingfeng finished bathing and changing clothes, and went to find Song Weichen to go to the back mountain for a banquet.

There was a fresh air about him, and the ambiguous smell of makeup from before was gone. Song Weichen also changed into clean clothes and smiled faintly when he saw him coming. The smile was polite yet distant, and it seemed a little strange.

"Okay, boss, let's go."

She hadn't called him boss for a long time. This call of boss meant that she would no longer call him Tingfeng, and would not use the name-summoning ban on him again.

But at this time, Mo Tingfeng was still immersed in shock and confusion about his earlier behavior, and did not realize the cracks behind the title of boss.

The two of them walked in silence along the way, keeping a distance of about three feet from each other as they walked into the mountain path behind the mountain.

In spring, the magnolia trees are full of fragrance. Qingshan Village is just at the foot of the mountain not far away. Song Weichen suddenly remembered that he hadn't visited Baoer for a long time. He should take Baoer to visit the mountains while the spring is in full bloom.

"He who makes promises lightly will be trusted less."

Is this what Sang Pu said in the dream?
She is not her husband. She had promised Baoer's mother, Chen, to take good care of Baoer, and she must not go back on her word.

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"Miss Sangpu, long time no see."

A hearty voice interrupted her thoughts. She looked in the direction of the voice and saw the handsome young man Shu Qilong, who looked like a banished immortal.

Looking at his face which was exactly the same as Gu Cangyue's, Song Weichen was distracted for a moment, until he saw Li Qingshui following Shu Tinglong, he came back to his senses and looked at the two of them with a smile.

"Boss Shu, long time no see."

"Miss Qingshui, long time no see." As they spoke, the two of them came closer. Shu Xinglong bowed to Mo Tingfeng, and Li Qingshui bowed slowly.

"Meet Lord Si Chen."

Mo Tingfeng smiled and nodded as a return gesture.

The four of them then went to the banquet at the same time. Shu Xinglong always glanced at Song Weichen intentionally or unintentionally, which made Li Qingshui pout. He deliberately walked between the two of them to block Shu Xinglong's sight.

Mo Tingfeng also noticed it and subconsciously reached out to pull Song Weichen to his other side. But the moment his hand touched her, she dodged as if she had been electrocuted.

"Sir, if you have anything to do, just ask."

"micro……"

Mo Tingfeng's words were blocked by Song Weichen's reaction. After thinking about it, he simply walked over to Shu Tinglong.
"Boss Shu, can you please excuse me for a moment?"

He did have something to ask him, about the death curse and the mask of the King of Corpses, and their deal was still valid.

Only Song Weichen and Li Qingshui were left here. They had parted since Sikong Mansion and this was the first time they met.

"Hey, you didn't bring that little thing that discharges electricity today, did you?"

Li Qingshui still remembered Song Weichen's "magic". She dressed up beautifully for the banquet today, but she didn't want to have an African reggae hairstyle again.

"I can bring it if I want."

Song Weichen was happy.
"I didn't expect you to have such deep feelings for Xiao Qizhi."

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"You are such a crooked bastard!"

Li Qingshui was so angry that she said something she didn't want to say. Her face became even more rosy, more delicate than Yulan's. Seeing this, Song Weichen couldn't help but stretch out his hand and pinch her.
"Hey, you're still so cute."

In other words, Xiao Biezhi was not present, otherwise the match between his Seba DNA and Song Weichen at this moment would reach 100%.

"Ouch! You're pinching my makeup off again!"

Li Qingshui slapped Song Weichen's hand away, looked at her with some disdain, and took out a very delicate small brocade box from his sleeve pocket.

"For you."

"It wasn't me. Brother Taki asked me to give it to you."

Song Weichen took it and opened it. Inside was a box full of refined slices of Huangquan Sun Grass - her life-saving elixir.

"Thanks! Pen refill~"

Song Weichen did not refuse and carefully put it into his sleeve pocket.

She relied on this thing to prolong her life, and was determined to hold on until after the Chinese Valentine's Day, so she would definitely accept anyone who came to her.

"whispering sound."

Li Qingshui rolled her eyes at her unhappily. She didn't know what was wrong with Shu Xinglong that made him care so much about her. If he didn't care about her so much, perhaps they could become true friends.

"Hey, I'm talking to you. I haven't seen you for a few days. Why do you look so weak? Are you dying?"

Li Qingshui crossed his arms and glanced at Song Weichen with a scrutinizing look on his face as he walked.

"You care about me?"

Song Weichen was happy.
"You really can get along well with Xiao Biezhi. Even your words of concern for me are so chic."

She hooked her arm around Li Qingshui's neck, acting like a good brother.
"Don't worry. Thanks to you, Master Huang Quan doesn't treat me that well for now. I can still survive for a while."

"So when are you going to get married with Boss Shu? Try to do it as soon as possible so that I can share in your good fortune."

Song Weichen's words stunned Li Qingshui.

"You...are you serious?"

"What? Are you and Boss Shu just playing around? Wow... woman..."

Song Weichen was so smart. She was making it clear to Li Qingshui that she had no intention of restraining Li Qingshui and that they would never be each other's imaginary enemies.

Li Qingshui understood that she was just jealous of Shu Xinglong's attitude towards her. She suppressed her anger for a moment and started chatting and laughing with Song Weichen.

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Different from the relaxed atmosphere of the two of them, Mo Tingfeng and Shu Tinglong had serious expressions on their faces.

"You mean... we can't find the source of the death curse at all?"