After the luck of rebirth was taken away, the true and false daughters teamed up

Chapter 15

Seeing this, Song Shiyun stood up and said, "Where is that thing? Take me to see it."

"In my house..."

Song Siwen still frowned, looking somewhat reluctant.

Seeing this, Song Shiyun sneered, "Brother, if you don't want to live, don't waste my time. It's getting late. I want to rest."

When Song Siwen heard this, he quickly stood up, his face turning red and white, "I, I didn't mean that, I just took you there..."

After speaking, he hurriedly made a gesture of invitation and looked at Song Shiyun eagerly.

The expression on Song Shiyun's face softened a little, and he and Song Siwen went to the front yard where he lived.

Song Siwen has a separate courtyard.

He took Song Shiyun and went straight to his house.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Song Shiyun smelled a strange odor.

It's not Yin Qi, it smells like bed bugs.

It smelled exactly like Song Siwen.

Should be right.

Song Siwen had already entered the room at this time.

Song Shiyun put away his thoughts and followed Song Siwen in together.

As soon as she entered, she felt where the stench was coming from.

"Wait a moment."

At this time, as soon as Song Siwen entered, he wanted to go to the bed.

Song Shiyun called to him and said, "Wait here."

Song Siwen looked confused and saw Song Shiyun walking over.

She walked straight to the bed and took out a sachet from under the pillow.

Song Siwen couldn't help but widen his eyes, "How do you know where I put the sachet?"

Song Shiyun looked at the sachet in his hand. It was a sachet with a lotus pattern on both sides.

She frowned, looked at Song Siwen, and said, "I may have found the source of your curse."

Song Siwen was stunned, "...you, you mean this sachet?"

Song Shiyun didn't say anything, but just grabbed the sachet with his bare hands. Before Song Siwen could react, he heard a sound of silk cracking.

stab...

The sachet fell apart.

Song Siwen's eyelids twitched fiercely, and before he had time to feel distressed, he saw Song Shiyun take out something from the interlayer of the sachet.

Song Siwen took a closer look and saw that it was a bunch of hair.
The blood on his face ran out instantly.

"The yin energy on this is very heavy. It should be the hair of a dead person, and it should be someone who died due to injustice. In this way, the yin energy will be heavier and can kill you." Song Shiyun looked at the demented Song Siwen and said nothing. He poured a basin of cold water on him mercilessly.

Song Siwen was stunned for a second, strode over, and snatched her hair away in disbelief, "How is this possible? This sachet was given to me by Miss Yu San. Why would she do this to me?"

Song Shiyun realized that there was something wrong with the origin of the sachet when she saw the lotus pattern. After hearing this, she immediately asked: "Who is Miss Yu San?"

"how so……"

Song Siwen stared at the hair in his hands. His face turned pale and he staggered a little.

Hearing this, he looked at Song Shiyun blankly, "Miss Yu...is the third lady from Princess Mianyang's mansion..."

Princess Mianyang?

Song Shiyun raised his eyebrows. Princess Mianyang was considered her cousin and a member of the royal family.

Song Shiyun had some impressions of this princess. He heard that she was married to Duke Yu, so Miss Yu should be her daughter.

However, Song Shiyun rarely interacted with these royal relatives and did not know Miss Yu San.

"Brother, are you sure this sachet was given to you by Miss Yu San?"

Song Siwen's face was pale, but her eyes were a little red, "Yes, she gave it to me with her own hands..."

Although Miss Yu San didn't say anything at the time, she blushed and handed him the sachet embroidered with the lotus pattern. What she meant was obvious to Sima Zhao.

Song Siwen and Miss Yu San were childhood sweethearts. They lived together in Beijing and met often. They had some ambiguous feelings for a long time.

Miss Yu San sent him a sachet. Naturally, Song Siwen was overjoyed and couldn't put it down, but the sachet with this pattern was too easy to be discovered.

He had no choice but to bring the sachet back and put it under his pillow to comfort his lovesickness.

He had even thought about asking his mother to come and marry him when the national mourning was over... Now tell him, Miss Yu San wanted his life by giving him the sachet?
"It's definitely not true!"

Song Siwen couldn't believe it at all, and grabbed Song Shiyun's hand, his voice trembling, "Shiyun, second sister... tell me, this is not true, right?"

Song Shiyun pondered for a moment and said, "I don't think it was Miss Yu San who did it."

Song Siwen was overjoyed, "Right, you think so too!"

Song Shiyun explained: "Because she doesn't have to do this."

Song Shiyun did not believe in Miss Yu San's character.

The Marquis of Pingning and the Princess of Mianyang are both high-ranking families in the capital, so there is no need to risk their lives for the sake of an affair between their children.

Even if Miss Yu San doesn't like Song Siwen, she can just ignore Song Siwen and not have any contact with Song Siwen.

Song Siwen is not a shameless person. On the contrary, he is very old-fashioned and conservative. Once he senses Miss Yu San's resistance, he will definitely not pester her.

After all, you have to save face.

This matter cannot rise to the point of killing people at all.

Something must have gone wrong.

After hearing this, Song Siwen gradually calmed down, "Yes, yes... you make sense, but why did the sachet become like this?"

"It should have been manipulated by others, but..." Song Shiyun stared at Song Siwen and changed the subject, "No one can say what happened. I have a way to help you find the real culprit. Let’s see if eldest brother is willing to be so cruel.”

Song Siwen was stunned, "What, what method?"

"This kind of curse is cast through a medium, but the medium always requires two kinds, one is the dead person, and the other is the blood of the person who cast the curse. And this is a kind of curse. The party who cast the curse must I hate you so much. The more so, the better the effect will be. So if you are willing, I can make a formation to counterattack. No matter who casts the spell on you, there will be a counterattack. Whatever falls on you at that time Everything will fall on that person twice as much, but this method is a bit cruel, I wonder if eldest brother is willing to do it?"

In the past, Song Shiyun disdained to use this method.

But now, she looks away.

If it is possible to retaliate when there is a grudge or complain when there is a grudge, is there any method that cannot be used?

As long as you don't take the initiative to do evil.

When Song Siwen heard this, he looked startled, and then he showed hesitation.

Song Shiyun knew what he was worried about, "Brother is afraid that if Miss Yu San really casts the curse, it will harm her, right?"

Song Siwen had a sullen face, rubbed his hands, and nodded slowly.

Song Shiyun was a little confused, "If Miss Yu San cast the curse, it means that she really wants to kill you, why are you still unwilling to hurt her?"

Song Siwen raised his hands to cover his face, his mind was in chaos.

He really didn't want Miss Yu San to be harmed.

But what Song Shiyun said makes sense...

If Miss Yu San really did it, she should at least let him know and let him give up...

Thinking of this, Song Siwen took a deep breath, wiped his face, and looked at Song Shiyun again.

"Shi Yun...can you control it? That is, let the person who cursed me be punished, but don't hurt that person's life, okay?"

He looked at Song Shiyun with some anxiety, fearing that his idea was a bit overwhelming.

Song Shiyun nodded bluntly, "Okay."

This is easy to control, just reduce the effectiveness of the backlash formation a little.

Hearing this, Song Siwen breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, then I'll leave everything to you."

"Thank you second sister."

As Song Siwen spoke, he put his hands in front of his face, raised his hands in salute, and bowed deeply to Song Shiyun.

"Brother, you don't have to be like this." Song Shiyun helped Song Siwen up.

Song Siwen was still a little embarrassed, "That's right. I used to be... somewhat concerned about my second sister, but she was willing to help me regardless of her past grievances. It's because my second sister is magnanimous. It was me before, who didn't know what people were doing, and was blind. I'm sorry, second sister."

Song Shiyun didn't expect that Song Siwen would have such thoughts. She smiled lightly and said: "What the elder brother said before is right. I really don't like my grandmother. However, there is no need to mention this matter now. I will prepare things. , set up the formation later.”

Hearing this, Song Siwen nodded and asked, "What do you need to prepare? Do you want my help?"

Song Shiyun shook his head, "No, just prepare a little cinnabar and two candles, it's very simple."

After finishing speaking, she walked to the door, opened it, and gave instructions to Qiubai and Shuangzhong, asking them to help prepare cinnabar and candles.

The two of them agreed in unison and left the courtyard where Song Siwen lived.

When they came back, they had something Song Shiyun wanted.

Song Shiyun got the things and prepared to set up the formation.

(End of this chapter)