Grudge Breaker

Chapter 23 A Millennium Dream (Part ) -
  "I lied, I'm a liar."

"Nian Niang didn't attack me, and I didn't fall into the black water. I just made it up to gain sympathy."

Song Weichen lowered his head and said these words with difficulty.

She didn't mean to hide the truth, but even if she told the truth, Gu Cangyue would never admit it. Instead, he might never help her again in the future. She would have no one to rely on in the world, and she needed a big boss to be by her side.

Of course she understood that Mo Tingfeng would no longer have any trust in her, and her suspicion would be aggravated, but... it was the lesser of two evils.

"Song Weichen!" He approached her step by step. She felt guilty and backed away, and finally retreated to the corner. There was no way to retreat.

"When Gu Cangyue rescued you, it happened to be the case of Baipao's disappearance, and now he has become the supervisor of the case. Don't you think it's suspicious? Your cover will probably let the real culprit go!"

"Whether it is Gu Cang Yue's leadership or not, he must be involved in the disappearance of Bai Pao!"
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  Mo Tingfeng stretched out his arms to support himself on the wall, trapping Song Weichen who lowered his head and did not dare to look at him.

"If you were his woman, it would make sense to be so protective, but if he is involved, you can't escape the involvement. The crime of shielding will be punished together!"

"Sneeze!" Song Weichen felt her face was hot and her throat was dry. She didn't know if she was frightened by Mo Tingfeng. She felt very cold and was shaking uncontrollably.

"I'm not covering up anyone. I really... don't know anything. Okay! I admit that it's true that I was thrown into the water by Nian Niang, but when I was conscious again, I was in your bed."

She looked up at him and looked him straight in the eyes.

"If you really want to ask who saved me, it can only be you."

He looked at her, as if there were abyss in his eyes.

"You mean, you're covering me up?"

"I mean, don't make me admit something I don't know."

"Do you think I will still believe you?"

Song Weichen shook his groggy head and felt that his whole body was so cold that his bones ached. "It doesn't matter. Believe it or not, that's your business. If there is evidence, just arrest me. If there is no evidence, can I leave now?"

Mo Tingfeng hesitated. In fact, he had been deceiving Song Weichen. With Gu Cangyue's character, if the case of Baipao's disappearance was really related to him, and with how much he cared about this girl, he would never leave her alone. On that boat. But if it has nothing to do with him, he and she are clearly hiding something together, what exactly is it...

He looked at her with a complicated expression, but found that something was wrong with her.

"Why is your face so red?" He subconsciously touched her forehead, which was surprisingly hot.

"Boss, do you have a hospital here? I would like to take a day off this afternoon..."

The voice became lower and lower, and before he could react, she was already unsteady and fell into his arms, as hot as a coal.

"Song Weichen!"

Huotan in his arms closed his eyes and did not respond.

This mortal woman is really as fragile as an ant, and she is prone to illness. How do you expect her to solve the case? It's better to hope that the criminal's conscience will show up and he will surrender! The prophesied Soulspeaker? I'm afraid it's an exaggeration. Mo Tingfeng thought angrily, but still took her back to his house.

Since she was Gu Cangyue's woman, it was really inappropriate to lie on his bed. After much hesitation, he actually took her to the room next to his bedroom, the room called Wuqingju.

No matter what, just like the original owner of Wuqingju, he was a little liar who never told the truth, so he deserved to live in this house. He was resentful in his heart, but his movements were gentle. He carefully carried Song Weichen to the bed and covered her with a quilt. He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her for a while before going out.

He had to go to the Underworld Division. There had been no news about the woman's reincarnation in the past thousand years. Even recently, he had not inquired about it for more than twenty years. Anyway, he had to go to the Underworld Division in the afternoon to check whether there was any new death record of his predecessor Baipao. He might as well Let’s ask for news about the heartless woman.
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  Song Weichen, who was sleeping, had a dream.

It’s still the dream that I knew the ending from the beginning.

She doesn’t know how many people in the world have experienced recurring dreams, but since adolescence, she has had the same dream repeatedly from time to time - just like a jigsaw puzzle, it may not be the same piece of puzzle every time she picks it up, but she is very fond of it. It is clear that these repeated dream panels all point to the same story and revolve around the same person.

Song Weichen dreamed that he was in a graceful and elegant house with flowers everywhere in the capital. To be precise, it was in the back garden of this house. At this time, the night was getting darker and the lights were starting to shine, reflecting the stars in the sky. It was very beautiful - but it seemed that everyone except her , and no one cares about the moon and the stars.

A banquet is being held here. There are many noble officials and princes in noble clothes, and girls in light clothes gather together. They sit in groups of two or three at the tables that are deliberately scattered in the garden, drinking or showing off. , or laughing loudly, or flirting ambiguously.

The girls are wearing heavy makeup, fragrant clothes, and all of them are graceful and smiling. This scene does not seem to be in the human world. It is no wonder that the young men and officials are all distracted, and their souls have been flying for a long time. .

Song Weichen stood alone under the cloister hidden in the corner of the courtyard. He was dressed in moon-white gauze with clear makeup. He had a simple jade hairpin on his head and a waterfall of black hair. He was not pretentious at all. She knew that she was out of place here, and even standing here seemed a little out of place. If possible, she just wanted to turn around and run away, but she couldn't leave. Since she was a child, she was brought here by her biological father at the cost of ten bushels of rice. She could never leave again.

At this moment, the dignitaries with only Mu Cui's bright eyebrows and drunken dreams, to put it mildly, were eagerly waiting for her, waiting for the rumored stunning actress to show off her youth. To put it bluntly, they were not waiting for her, but for someone to entertain them.

And she always felt that she was a loser.

She doesn't know what they want to see, and she doesn't give them what they want.
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  The boy came to the porch to greet her, "As expected, the girl is here, waiting for you."

Song Weichen raised her head slightly and sniffed the osmanthus fragrance in the air. She knew that if she took a few steps forward, she would only smell the smell of wine and meat in the courtyard, and this osmanthus fragrance would be hidden.

She followed the boy to the water pavilion in the center of the back garden. The water pavilion was surrounded by light gauze curtains, which made the scenery inside the pavilion look faint. The incense burner beside the table separated her from the lively tables. A little apart, I feel a little more at ease.

She looked at the guqin on the table. On such a night, you should play some music suitable for the occasion, such as "Feng Qiu Huang" or "Love Song". After all, the atmosphere is charming and the guests will already feel like drunkards.

After pondering for a while, he started to chant the piano, and the song he played was "Guangling San", which is about dying generously and full of revenge.
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  The voice of business is slow, the voice of the palace is low, and the powerful ministers only order the royal family to be humble.

I heard that Zhongda peeked into the sky, and people saw birds flying in Jin's house.

Ziyuan deposed Fangzhao and killed Mao, and Chang Daoxiang was finally overthrown.

Three righteous teachers started from Guangling, but all failed and were slaughtered.

Guangling San, Xuan Zhu Ling.
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  The song ended with a feeling of excitement, but this song was really inappropriate for this scene.

Listening carefully through the curtain, it turned out that the laughter around was much less. It is estimated that some adults were half sober after hearing the murderous intention in this song, and there was no joy in spring night.

Song Weichen smiled faintly, this was the result of letting frustrated people come to cheer up, not to mention that there were so many hypocritical people here, she really couldn't sympathize with them.

She leaned against the couch, picked up the Tongbai tea on the table and sipped it. At this time, the young man entered Deshui Pavilion and handed over the greeting card for tonight. He looked at it one by one with "Excellent artistry", "Beauty is so drunk" and "I have longed for it". Song Weichen's mood was waning, as if he had already seen the greeting card. The faces with clear intentions behind them.

Suddenly her eyes paused, and she saw only one of them, with four words written in vigorous pen and ink: "It has nothing to do with the wind and moon." It hit her heart.

"Interesting, invite him."

(End of this chapter)