Grudge Breaker

- "Fly."

These two words were like a spell. Song Weichen felt a dizzy feeling coming over her. When she came back to her senses, she found that she had actually entered Sang Pu's body - to be precise, she was like Sang Pu's swimming body. As if the soul finally returned to its place at this moment, Song Weichen became Sang Pu himself.

God knows what it feels like. Her stomach seems to be rotting. It should be said that Song Weichen feels that her whole body is rotting. She can't even scream in pain. Blood spurts out of her mouth uncontrollably, staining the kite on the wall. became red.

She fell lightly to the ground. It should have been a heavy fall, but she was so light that such an awkward fall seemed light.

She seemed to have vomited some more blood, and her consciousness gradually drifted away. The attic door finally opened, but the light in her eyes gradually dimmed. Her last thought was that she told herself that the world was too miserable and she would never come again.
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Song Weichen had been moved from the medicinal bath bucket to the soft bed at this moment. She was seen sleeping in a deep sleep. Suddenly her tears were like bursting from a dam, startling Zhuang Yuheng and Gu Cangyue who were guarding her. At this time, she I have taken medicine twice more, but I am still unconscious.

It turned out that a lot of things had happened in the past twenty hours or so. Gu Cangyue got five Huangquan sungrass from Shujielong. After they were delivered, he went to the extreme north of Huangquan and finally found only One plant, worried that it would not be enough for the second dose, so he had to turn back quickly. During this period, Mo Tingfeng came back once and brought back two plants. Because there was still one plant left, he left again, planning to go to the top of the mountain in the extreme north of Huangquan. Try your luck in the cave above.

Seeing Song Weichen's tears welling up, Zhuang Yuheng worriedly stretched out his hand to check his pulse, which was barely stable. If he could maintain this state, he should be able to wake up. Gu Cangyue took out the silk cloth and carefully wiped the tears on her face, calling her softly, "Weiwei".

Song Weichen's eyelashes fluttered and seemed to react. The two grown men looked at each other, something interesting! They almost said in unison, "Wei Wei!"
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Song Weichen felt like he was packed in a express box. The surroundings were originally dark, but as someone opened the lid of the box one by one, the surroundings gradually lit up. She heard someone calling her name constantly, and following the sound, she looked over. Gu Cangyue's face gradually became clearer. Well, brother Yu Heng was also there next to her. Why did the two of them look so happy? She secretly thought, is this Sikong Mansion? When did I come here? Wasn't I still in that cramped attic just now?
Thinking of the attic, she felt a dull pain in her heart, as if something was coming out of her heart. The world in the nightmare was so real, as if it was happening to her. For a moment, Song Weichen even suspected that she was Sang Pu.

No, I'm afraid it wasn't entirely a nightmare, because the corrosive pain in her stomach was so real at the moment that she felt like her whole body was twisting into a ball.

"It hurts..." Song Weichen barely made a sound with a hoarse voice, his eyes unfocused.

"Do you still have epigastric pain? How can it be painful?" Gu Cangyue asked eagerly. She had been unconscious for such a long time, and the first thing she said when she opened her mouth was a cry of pain. It showed how uncomfortable she was, and it made him feel heartbroken.

Song Weichen had no strength to speak again, and his consciousness became groggy again.

Seeing that she was about to fall asleep again, Zhuang Yuheng quickly used a technique to press the Zhongchong acupoint on her hand. This acupoint has the effect of rejuvenating Su Jue. If she falls into coma again, the chance of waking up will be reduced, and she must not be allowed to fall asleep again.

"Weiwei, don't sleep, hold on!" Zhuang Yuheng said in her ear.

Song Weichen half-closed her eyes and her breathing gradually became faster. She felt her chest was heavy and her stomach was churning with blood, and she vomited a lot of blood. Zhuang Yuheng hurriedly checked his pulse and found that his pulse began to be weak and his physical condition took a sharp turn for the worse. He calculated the time and saw that he had to take the medicine for the third time, but Mo Tingfeng hadn't returned yet, and things suddenly became difficult.

Song Weichen fainted again.
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There was a lot of noise in his ears, and there seemed to be many people running around him. Song Weichen couldn't bear the disturbance and slowly opened his eyes. Many black shadows were shaking in front of her eyes, and she gradually saw clearly that they were a group of men wearing straight black robes, running quickly past her, surrounding a white shadow on the ground, saying something anxiously, and a thin line snaked out on the ground. Blood stains flowed out from the gaps under everyone's feet. Song Weichen was confused, was someone injured?

Subconsciously, she walked towards the crowd, and was suddenly stopped by a strange man also wearing a straight black robe.

"Miss Sangpu is staying behind. I'm sorry for the unexpected situation. Mr. Mo told me that we must send you back as soon as possible and properly. I have a favor for you today, Miss."

Sangpu? Song Weichen subconsciously looked at herself. She was wearing a white gauze dress with a red ribbon embroidered with auspicious clouds around her waist. She immediately understood that she had penetrated Sang Pu's body again.

But isn’t Sang Pu dead? Is he alive again? Or... was this what happened before she died? It was all because the scattered fragments in the dream happened out of order, which made her somewhat confused. However, this dream became more and more immersive. This time it changed directly from the third perspective to the subjective perspective. Song Weichen clicked her tongue in surprise, but unfortunately only she could hear it.
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"When I was playing the piano just now, I heard the cry of a peacock on the tree. Could it be that the auspicious one was injured? I want to see it."

Sang Pu had no intention of leaving, and the man couldn't say anything when he saw her insistence, so he could only help clear the way. I saw a pure white peacock lying on the ground, with a sharp arrow piercing the base of its left wing. A pool of red blood flowed out, making it even more dazzling when it stained the gleaming white feathers.

Mo Tingfeng, wearing a black gold brocade robe, was kneeling next to the peacock. He secretly used his inner strength in his hand to pull out the cinnabar-encrusted ringing arrow with lightning speed. The peacock whined and threw its head to the ground, as if it was in great pain. Following this wail, dark clouds suddenly appeared in the originally breezy sky. Bursts of hidden thunder in the sky were mixed with frightening lightning, and the wind roared for a while.

"This is divine punishment!" Someone in the crowd shouted, and they all fell to their knees, bowing in the direction of the Big Dipper.

Sang Pu knelt down and gently pressed the peacock's bleeding wound with his hands. "We have to find a way to stop the bleeding as soon as possible."

"Go quickly, didn't I ask someone to take you back? Don't stay here and cause trouble for me!"

Mo Tingfeng looked solemn and spoke harshly. He looked at Sang Pu as if he were a stranger.

Because Song Weichen was from the same perspective as Sang Pu at the moment, she felt very complicated when she saw him like this. First of all, this was the Mo Tingfeng she was familiar with. He had a black belly, a cold face, and a bad temper. This was him! In the past, the gentle and modest gentleman in her dreams always made her act out; secondly, she could not help but feel sorry for Sang Pu. What happened to this man? She was so kind and kind, but why was he so anxious?

Unexpectedly, Sang Pu was not annoyed after hearing his words. Instead, he smiled lightly and said, "Master Mo, don't worry about implicate me. The adults from the Ministry of Rites often go to other courtyards, so they will give me some thin noodles."

Mo Tingfeng's expression changed when he heard this, and complicated expressions flashed in his eyes. He reached out to hold her hand, but finally took it back.

"Sang Pu, you are right. A husband will never trust his promise. I am going to break my promise. I have only reached seven things with you in the promise of throwing pots. I'm afraid this eighth thing... I can't accompany you."

"This time the Tianzhi Minggui Festival is such a big event, it will definitely alarm the court. As the chief priest, I can't escape the blame."
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The higher-ups would be furious if a ritual that lasted only a few years ended up like this. Even if the Ministry of Rites wanted to protect him, he might not be able to do so. Mo Tingfeng was not afraid of anything else, except that he didn't want to involve her.

Sang Pu's heart is like a bright mirror, and he deals with high-ranking officials all day long. How could he not know how powerful he is? She lowered her eyes and didn't know what she was thinking. After a moment, she raised her head and smiled at him comfortingly, taking the initiative to hold his hand for the first time, "Don't worry, there is always a solution to everything."

However, before they returned to the Mo family headquarters with the injured peacock, Mo Tingfeng was taken away by people from the palace. Before leaving, he looked at Sang Pu deeply, as if he wanted to carve her into his bones. Sang Pu just looked at him quietly, and the two looked at each other in silence, without saying a word.

It wasn't until she couldn't see anyone that she turned around to look for the young man who had taken her away. "Sir, could you please go to another hospital to find my mother to ask for leave for me? Just say that I contracted an emergency, and I'm worried about infecting the nobles, so It will take a few days to go back."

The man hesitated after hearing this, "Girl, Mr. Mo has repeatedly told me to look after you carefully. What are you..."

"The top priority is to stop Xiangrui's bleeding first. As long as it doesn't die, Master Mo will have a way to survive. I just now know that my blood is the best medicine to heal its injuries."
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Sang Pu lay in the Mo family headquarters for eight full days. She lost too much blood while treating the peacock, so she fell asleep most of the time. It was only at noon on the eighth day that she finally got out of bed.

"Girl, why are you up? Lie down and have a good rest." The maid from the Mo family happened to come in with astragalus and brown sugar water and hurried to stop her.

"Is there any news about Lord Mo?"

The maid's eyes turned red, "I heard that I was detained in Dali Temple. The people above thought that this sacrifice was a sinister act, so they wanted to choose a day... to sacrifice you alive to worship the heaven and the earth."