Grudge Breaker

Chapter 299: Appearance and Inner Dissimilarity
Song Weichen seemed like a different person.

She no longer joked with Mo Tingfeng, nor did she rush to express her opinions. She just listened to him quietly.

The necromancer showed up outside Si Chen's mansion and injured Ye Wujiu; the blood of a wolf was found in the Heart-Confusing Harp played at the forest banquet, which is very likely related to the Death Curse and the Ghost King; Du Juan was hanged to death in a side hall of the Venerable's mansion, and she was the murderer of Xiao An, with runes related to the necromancer on her ankle when she died; and, there is a suspected traitor in Si Chen's mansion.

This time Mo Tingfeng did not hide anything.

He felt that the reason why he and Song Weichen had become like this was because some things had not been made clear from the beginning. He went to meet Qin Xueying at night and did not return all night, not out of love between men and women, but because he suspected that the woman who came to Si Chen Mansion was not the real princess, and was worried that the banquet in the forest the next day was a trap, so he rushed to visit her late at night, but he accidentally fell for the bewitching heart piano and had that kiss with Qin Xueying.

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It's a pity it's too late.

The more Mo Tingfeng spoke, the more silent Song Weichen became.

Now she couldn't listen to the bizarre and complicated case at all. Song Weichen had been completely overwhelmed by the emotions of fear of gain and loss.
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She stared blankly at a certain place without saying a word, her face was pale, which made his heart ache.

"Weiwei, I didn't mean to lie. I did mistake Qin Xueying for you that night and that's why I lost control. But after all, it was her... it was the truth. I didn't know how to face you, so I didn't explain it right away. It's all my fault."

Hearing this, Song Weichen's eyes moved slightly.
"Mistakenly recognized me?"

"It was you, I swear. Sang Pu appeared in the illusion created by you playing the piano at the Lin Jianyan." Mo Tingfeng told the truth.

Song Weichen laughed softly again, feeling that she had reached a tie with her previous life.

"Boss Mo, you really want to have it all your own way. Should I give you a banner? Thank you for giving me the right to appear in the fantasy world."

If it were in the past, Song Weichen would have forgiven him long ago and would never have made a big deal out of his loss of self-control caused by bewitching. She was not that kind of person, but this time, for some reason, she just couldn't get out of the dead end.

Maybe love can make people mean, make a fuss, and become overly possessive.

Maybe love makes people narrow-minded.

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No, that's not the case.

Song Weichen closed her eyes and shook her head, knowing that her ugly appearance had nothing to do with others, she was simply "sick".

How could she, a top student who graduated with a degree in clinical psychology, not know that she was in a typical state of "anticipatory grief"? She even remembered the definition: this is a state of grief that one enters in advance when facing an impending loss (such as the death of a loved one, the end of a relationship), as if psychologically preparing for this irreversible outcome.

It is almost April now, and there are only a hundred days left until Chinese Valentine's Day. Their journey together is almost coming to an end.

Song Weichen thought she could face this countdown calmly, could face the fact that "he would completely forget about her" by then, could face the fact that he would have a lingering affection for another woman in the future. She was wrong.

She couldn't be honest about anything.

That's why she fell into a complete emotional dilemma, doubly anxious and doubly painful, but she had to bury these deep in her heart. In order to successfully lift the love ban for him, this must be a secret that only she knew.

After all, the kiss between Mo Tingfeng and Qin Xueying was really a trivial matter. She was just taking advantage of the issue to vent her inner reluctance about the inevitable and impending "loss".

She is selfish after all.

[But love is actually a subset of selfishness. ]

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Mo Tingfeng could see that Song Weichen was in emotional torment, but he thought that all the pain was caused by his and Qin Xueying's "mistakes". He wanted to hug him and comfort him but he didn't dare to - it was as if they had quietly stood on both sides of the Milky Way.

"Weiwei, what can I do to make you happier?"

After a while, he asked with difficulty.

Song Weichen smiled sadly.
"Boss Mo, I really miss the time when I lost my memory. It's so nice to not remember anything and not feel any pain."

She lifted the brocade curtain again and looked out. Not far away, a magnificent display of lights had appeared, and the Ruan Mansion was approaching.

She took a deep breath, tried to calm herself, and forced herself to focus on the present - but so many things had happened in just a few days, and she was just here feeling sorry for herself. What on earth was she doing?
"I'm sorry, boss. Don't be affected by my negative emotions. You didn't do anything wrong, and you don't need to do anything for me. Let's sort out our feelings and get back to the case. Although I don't like Lao Longjing, she is Brother Yuheng's cousin after all. We have to find her for both moral and legal reasons."

"And if it was really Du Juan who did it, and she has become a blood puppet of the necromancer, then this incident is very likely to have the same origin as the curse of death on me and the power behind the mask of the Ghost King. We must find the root of this problem and eradicate it."

After her mind was back on track, she remembered a very important detail, so she stood up, walked to Mo Tingfeng and squatted down, then used her fingers dipped in the cold tea beside her to draw the approximate shape of the rune on the bloody handkerchief on the soft mat beside her.

"The rune on the handkerchief probably looks like this, like a big-bellied frog. You just said there was a strange rune on Du Juan's ankle, is that right..."

“It is this symbol.”

As Mo Tingfeng spoke, he quietly pulled Song Weichen up and sat her on the side of the soft seat. If she squatted for a little longer, she would feel dizzy. He always remembered that this kind of concern had almost become a subconscious reflex. On the contrary, Song Weichen was completely focused on the case at this time and did not notice Mo Tingfeng's protective actions.

“It’s the same one.”

Song Weichen looked at Mo Tingfeng steadily.
"What does this rune say?"

Mo Tingfeng shook his head. This rune completely deviated from the existing talisman system. It was indeed like a big-bellied frog as Song Weichen said.

"The only thing I'm sure of is that this rune must have some connection with the mastermind behind the ghost husband case. I've seen it in the wind wall of Grandma Huang's fourth-level ice field illusion."

"Ghost Husband Case, Grandma Huang? The fourth level of the ice field illusion?"

Song Weichen was stunned. She didn't expect that this rune was so deeply involved. She had a bad suspicion in her mind. Could it be that there was something wrong with the puppet in her hand? Was it also related to this rune?

After all, not long after getting the jade pendant, she became the target of the Mask of the Ghost King and the Death Curse. So, isn't this puppet-controller a GPS?
But then she denied this idea. At that time in the ghost market, she was stabbed in the vitals by Ruan Mianmian. In Mo Tingfeng's words, she was already dead and was saved by the puppet spirit in the puppet control - if she really wanted to be killed, why bother?
Never mind. I can’t figure it out. Song Weichen shook his head and his eyes fell on the rune she drew again.

"What do you think Du Juan's use of Lao Longjing's blood to draw this big-bellied frog is for? Will her life be in danger?"

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"My two nobles, we have arrived at the Ruan residence."

The servant's voice came from outside the curtain.

Mo Tingfeng glanced at Song Weichen, and being cautious, he wiped off the runes painted on the soft mat with a handkerchief, and then reached out to her.
"Seeing is believing. Let's go and see the scene together before discussing it?"

Song Weichen glanced at the hand he extended, then retracted his hand into his sleeve and gave a perfunctory smile.
"Boss, please go ahead. I'll be right back in my white robe."

How could Mo Tingfeng not notice her resistance? He knew that she was still brooding over the previous incident. However, due to the urgency of the case, he could not comfort her any more and could only nod in silence.

As soon as he walked out of the curtain, he saw the little ball of flesh flapping its short arms in the servant's hands, asking him to hold it. There was a spherical sound barrier on its head, which looked inexplicably funny.

Mo Tingfeng's heart softened. He took it and placed it on his shoulder, then waved his hand to release its sound barrier.

Fortunately, this little assistant was "sensible" and knew to inform him before going back to get the white robe, otherwise he and Song Weichen might not have met until now - with her little temper, she might have developed a heart disease.

"Little Chic, this time it's all thanks to you."

Mo Tingfeng patted its head gently. The little meatball looked very pleased. It stood on his shoulder, put its hands on its hips and made a "yeah" sign.

"Dad! Don't worry. I, Shushu, am the eternal palace for you and Big Sister, the intertwined branches and the love lock! As long as I am here, this family will definitely not break up..."

Before he could finish his words, Xiao Biezhi disappeared from Mo Tingfeng's shoulder.

When he turned around, Song Weichen was already wearing a white robe and standing behind him. It was obvious that the little meat ball was taken into the puppet control by her.

"I'm sorry, Phantom is so noisy and has no rules. I'm embarrassed by you, sir. Let's go."

Song Weichen was dressed in a white robe and bowed solemnly. He was truly a young man with a pure and elegant demeanor. However, it was a pity that there was no emotion in his eyes, as if his heart was thousands of miles away from him.

"micro……"

"...Okay, let's go."
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When the two arrived at the gate of the mansion, Ruan's mother had been waiting for them for a long time.

Seeing the two men in black and white robes from the Si Chen Mansion coming in person, he felt as if he had seen his benefactor reincarnated. He wiped his eyes, which had already turned red from tears, and personally led them to the courtyard where Ruan Mianmian lived.

It was an independent courtyard in the mansion, with a flower pond and a water pavilion inside. A willow forest surrounded the pond. In midsummer, cicadas chirped in the forest. A pond of time was planted in the courtyard, where one could enjoy the flowers in spring and the moon in autumn. It was very suitable for self-cultivation and cultivating a reputation as a quiet and graceful girl.

It’s a pity that Ruan Mianmian is just a pretty face. If we talk about her true nature, I’m afraid she would have let down this beautiful garden.

……

In a blink of an eye, they arrived at the door of Ruan Mianmian's room. Because Zhuang Yuheng had ordered to protect the scene and no unauthorized people were allowed to enter, Ruan's mother stopped here.
"My lords, Mianmian said goodbye to me and disappeared after she returned to her room. She must have been kidnapped by criminals. Please save my precious daughter!"

Mother Ruan tried hard to hold back her tears, her eyes full of earnest pleading, and she was about to kowtow as she spoke, which made Song Weichen feel sad, so she hurriedly supported her.

"Madam, please don't worry. Go back and rest. We will discuss this matter after we have examined it carefully."

"crunch-"

As they were talking, the door opened and Zhuang Yuheng poked his head out of the room.

"Are we there yet? Come in!"