Grudge Breaker

Chapter 313 Little Beauty
"Oh, little beauty!"

Qin Che, who was flirting with a distant cousin from a relative's house in the palace, saw Song Weichen following Ji Baishou into the palace, and could not help but call out to him affectionately.

How could the rough and uncouth Ji Baishou care about such trivial matters? Besides, his mission of bringing Song Weichen back had been accomplished. He was craving for wine, so he entered the hall and followed the smell of wine, leaving Song Weichen to deal with Qin Che awkwardly.

She couldn't pretend she didn't hear it, so she had to bow to Young Marquis Qin from a distance.

Qin Che had been coveting her for a long time, but it wasn't that he was truly in love with her. It was just that for a man of his position, he would always be troubled by what he couldn't get.

Especially the last time she was knocked unconscious by Xi Que and sold to Fanlou, Qin Che was about to succeed, but due to his fear of Mo Tingfeng, he gritted his teeth and gave the fat meat at his fingertips to the unlucky Fatty Fang.

The more he thought about it, the more upset he became. If it happened again, he would definitely ignore it and have his fun first.

Anyway, there is no trace of the relationship between the "A-grade Earth" man in black and him. Who would have thought that the young Marquis Qin, who was indulging in sensual pleasures and not doing his job all day long, would be related to the four major bosses of the Ghost Market?
After thinking this through, Qin Che let a greasy smirk appear on his face. He picked up the wine jar on the table, pretended to be drunk, and stumbled towards Song Weichen.
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"My little beauty, I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you so much!"

"Come, have a drink with your brother!"

Qin Che put his arm around Song Weichen's shoulders, and a scent of alcohol mixed with the stinking scent of powder on Qin Che's brocade robe rushed into her nostrils.

"Ah sneeze!"

Song Weichen couldn't help sneezing because of the smoke, and quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe it, using the situation to block the wine bottle that Qin Che handed to his mouth.

"How many girls from brothels has this big brother slept with? The strong smell of cheap cosmetics is almost marinating him." She secretly complained in her heart.

But at this moment, he was the zither player Sang Pu, so he couldn't show disgust on his face. He had to say that he had caught a cold and didn't dare to drink with Qin Che for fear of infecting the nobleman with the disease.

Qin Che was not willing to let him go easily. Considering that Mo Tingfeng was currently in the Territory Lord's Mansion, he did not dare to attack the Territory Lord's nephew easily due to Qin Huan's face. He became even more unscrupulous.

"He's just a zither player anyway. Even if Mo is rare, he will get tired of her eventually. Can he really marry this ordinary person with no status into his house?"

"I don't mind that this little bitch is a fallen girl that you played with before. I've already given you enough respect."

Thinking of this, Qin Che became even more presumptuous. He held Song Weichen's hand and kneaded it freely, shouting that he must drink a cup of wedding wine with her tonight.

Mo Tingfeng, who was sitting on the chair and chatting with Qin Huan, looked straight ahead. He flicked his slender fingers lightly, and the wine bottle in front of him shot like an arrow straight at Qin Che's face. If Qin Xueying, who saw all this, had not been afraid of accidents, she would have quickly raised her palm and cast a spell, pushing Qin Che away from the air to make him dodge, the young Marquis Qin would probably have only half a head left at this moment.

Seeing the wine bottle inserted diagonally into the stone pillar beside him, Qin Che was horrified. He looked at Mo Tingfeng not far away and couldn't say a word. His mouth was wide open. This grandson really wanted to kill him just now! Just for this woman? !

"excuse me."

Mo Tingfeng bowed to Qin Huan, stood up and walked towards the two of them.

Behind him, Qin Xueying had a complicated expression and obviously wanted to follow. Qin Huan coughed lightly to stop her, and she lowered her head and obediently pinned herself on the side seat.

Qin Huan saw Song Weichen as soon as she entered the hall. Although he was discussing important matters of the Warlock Trial Competition with Mo Tingfeng, it did not prevent his eyes from wandering on her.

He had heard of the name of the zither player Sang Pu to some extent.

The main reason was that the kidnapping incident in the Ghost Market had caused too much trouble. The three heads of Sichen Mansion, Sikong Mansion and Siyou Mansion worked together to save a mortal woman. This matter might be concealed from the world, but not from him.

So Qin Huan was of course aware of how much Mo Tingfeng cared about and valued her. He would never stand up for his nephew Qin Che, who was using his place to behave so unrestrainedly, and naturally would not allow his daughter to do so either.

For Qin Huan to have been able to sit in the position of territory lord for so long, he must have extraordinary skills.

The best thing he could do at this moment was to stand by and watch.

It was at this moment that Qin Huan took a serious look at the woman named Sang Pu. She was dressed in a moon-white gauze dress, had an exquisite figure, a slender waist, a waterfall of black hair tied up with a jade hairpin, and a little makeup on her face, yet she had a natural beauty. She was clear-headed and had no worldly charm, which made her look even more clear and moving.

No wonder Mo Tingfeng is obsessed with her.
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"Young Marquis Qin is really in a good mood."

"However, no matter how good your mood is, if you use it on the wrong person, it will only lead to frustration. Do you agree, Young Marquis Qin?"

Mo Tingfeng's icy eyes made Qin Che take two steps back.

"I agree. I agree."

"How can I not agree with what Lord Mo said?"

Qin Che wiped his sweaty forehead and smiled awkwardly.

Mo Tingfeng reached out his hand and gently pulled Song Weichen to his side. This action was clearly a "declaration of sovereignty" and "the relationship between the two" in front of everyone in the hall.

"Very good. Since Young Marquis Qin agrees, I will take the wine jar away."

He easily took down the wine jar that had been welded into the stone pillar.

"I will invite Young Marquis Qin to my house for a drink at my wedding with Sang Pu some other day." After saying this, he did not even turn his head back, and took Song Weichen to the main seat of the territory master, leaving Qin Che stunned where he was. He could never have imagined that Mo Tingfeng was serious and actually wanted to marry a mortal woman with no family background.

"This little slut is really good at tricks. I don't know how good she is in bed. She can make Mo so obsessed. It's a pity that I can't have a taste of her!"

Qin Che was angry and regretful, staring at Song Weichen's back with unwillingness in his eyes.

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"After you went out just now...is everything okay?"

Before he approached the territory master, Mo Tingfeng asked softly.

She had been out for so long, but his consciousness could not sense anything. There must be something wrong. So even though Song Weichen was by his side, he was still worried.

"I accidentally entered Zhuge Bazhen Mountain. Fortunately, Uncle Ji came to pick me up. I'm fine."

Song Weichen concealed all the footage of her meeting with Gu Cangyue. She didn't want Mo Tingfeng to know that she was hurt because of him.

In fact, Song Weichen even tried to avoid thinking about what happened in the garden just now - how could the big bird do that to her? It couldn't be real, it must be an illusion.

In a blink of an eye, she was in front of the territory master. This was the first time that Song Weichen met Qin Huan as Sang Pu. She had to calm down and deal with it well. She must not "open it in the wrong way" like the last time she met the emperor in white robe. She forced herself to forget about Gu Cangyue temporarily and focus on the present.

"I, Sang Pu, pay my respects to the Lord of the Territory! It is a blessing for me to have the opportunity to play the zither and perform for you at the Lord's family banquet. Sang Pu is overwhelmed!"

She knelt down, like a pilgrim, extremely pious.

"No gifts, no gifts!"

No one expected that Qin Huan would actually stand up and personally support Song Weichen. His actions were within the rules, but his behavior far exceeded the expected standards, which stunned everyone around him for a moment.

"Okay, okay!"

Qin Huan looked at Song Weichen carefully, his eyes shining.

"I have heard of you a long time ago. Seeing you today, I find you to be really clear-headed and smart. You have a bit of the charm of Xueying's mother when she was young. Good, good!"

Qin Huan rarely mentioned his first wife who had passed away many years ago, and he no longer appointed concubines. But this time, a commoner girl took the initiative to mention the wife of the territory lord who had passed away due to hemorrhage during childbirth. Even Qin Xueying was shocked. Could it be that her father? ...

"Tingfeng has good taste, I'm happy for you!"

Fortunately, Qin Huan's next words dispelled everyone's suspicion. It turned out that he knew that the girl in front of him was Mo Tingfeng's...

Song Weichen was also scared to death. It was a close call. He thought that he was favored by this old man. Wouldn't that mean he had just escaped from Qin Che's tiger's den and entered Qin Huan's wolf's den? The Qin family really had the same hobby and the same DNA!
After responding carefully for a few words, and seeing that the maid had already prepared the zither, she took the opportunity to sit over, ready to perform as soon as the "bosses" gave the order.

Little did she know that Qin Huan's eyes had been passing by everyone and glancing at her from time to time. When he saw her sit down and was about to speak, he saw Gu Cangyue striding in from outside the hall with a sullen face.

"Your Excellency has arrived at the perfect time."

Seeing that he was back again, Qin Huan had no choice but to show his enthusiasm. He raised his hand and introduced him to Gu Cangyue.

"This is Miss Sang Pu, who is famous for her zither skills. Today, Master Cang Yue is here. Come, come, let's listen to the zither and drink together!"

Gu Cangyue sneered and glanced at Song Weichen sideways, as if she didn't recognize her and didn't remember what happened in the garden just now, and sat down at the table.

"You are just an actor. I cannot stand such lascivious music. If you don't play well next time, don't blame me for breaking your arm."

"Gu Cang Yue!"

Mo Tingfeng's heart turned red again, and he wished he could fight with Gu Cangyue in mid-air like he did that day in Sikong Mansion. Today he was clearly targeting Song Weichen everywhere. What on earth did he want to do?
But this time he was stopped by Song Weichen.

"Master Si Chen, there is no need to get angry about Sang Pu."

She stood up and bowed to the Territory Master, Mo Tingfeng, and everyone else.
"I will follow the instructions of the True Lord and play the zither with all my heart, so as not to waste this beautiful scene."
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Sitting down again, Song Weichen closed his eyes and calmed himself down. He had already thought about the song he wanted to play.

She remembered seeing Sang Pu and Gu Cangyue's "first meeting" in her dream, during the "Tian Zhiming Ghost Festival" a thousand years ago. Sang Pu was dressed in white gauze with a red silk trail around his waist. He sat on the Tianxin Stone in the center of the altar, washed his hands, burned incense, and played the guqin sacrificial song "Shenren Chang".

At that time, Gu Cangyue was still an ancient phoenix, transformed into a white peacock and stood on a branch, spreading its feathers and singing in harmony with Sang Pu's piano music.

"Emperor Yao offered sacrifices to heaven, and the gods gave him voice." According to legend, this song was composed by the ancient Emperor Yao. It was played with only five strings. When the music sounded, the gods descended into the room.

Song Weichen slowly raised her hand and played "Shenrenchang", wanting to see if the spirit of the big bird in her heart would come back.

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