Chapter 113 The person holding the seal -
“What? Master Si Chen fainted?”
Song Weichen met Uncle Fei as soon as he entered Si Chen’s palace, and learned about Mo from his mouth After returning to Sichen Mansion, Ting Feng had been handling official duties in the council hall. He suddenly vomited blood and fell into coma a quarter of an hour ago. Now he has been sent back to Tingfeng Mansion, and the doctors at the medicine hall are treating him.
Did she come back a step too late? Could it be that he has gone crazy and entered the illusion again?
He ran towards Tingfeng Mansion in a hurry. He ran until his blood was boiling and there was a fishy-sweet smell in his mouth, but he didn't dare to stop. After entering his bedroom, he found that Ding Heran and Ye Wujiu were both there. They were surprised and happy to see her coming.
"Brother Wei, I'm sorry for you! I caused you to get frostbite like that in Liu's house, so you can beat me up!"
"Brother Wei, why are you here? My Lord just said that you will stay in Cangyue Mansion from now on. , and then he fainted..."
Ignoring the conversation with them, Song Weichen ran straight to the bed and stared at the doctor nervously, "How is he? But he entered the illusion again?" br>
"Your Excellency, you must be exhausted because of excessive mana consumption, and you are suffering from anxiety and anxiety. I am afraid it will take some time to recover."
Song Weichen nodded. , I still felt uneasy, "He Ran, go to Sikong Mansion and invite Mr. Yu Heng here."
Ding Heran looked embarrassed, "When my lord was vomiting blood and was still unconscious, I deliberately told him not to disturb Sikong Mansion..."
"What, you obey my words, what the lord says is just like farts, right? Give it to me. Go and invite Mr. Yu Heng immediately!"
Song Weichen was anxious. She had never been jealous of Ding Heran, but it was different now. How could Ding Heran and the others know that his family wanted to die right now? , No, she absolutely cannot let him die.
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Ding Heran had never seen Song Weichen like this before, so he quickly pulled Ye Wujiu out to invite Zhuang Yuheng. The doctor also left to cook the soothing decoction, and they were the only ones left in the bedroom. Two people.
Mo Tingfeng was lying on the bed with a pale face and unconsciousness. Song Weichen had never seen him like this before. In her memory, he always... always looked at her, protecting her anytime and anywhere.
Subconsciously held his hand and said, "You must not let anything happen to you. I will be here to guard you this time. You can't go back to that illusion, do you hear me?"
Mo Tingfeng wakes up. At that time, I never expected that there would be that familiar figure next to me, a little one lying beside the bed, already asleep. He thought it was his hallucination and subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch her head, but found that his hand was held tightly by her.
She was so weak that she didn’t even know when she fell asleep. She woke up immediately because of his actions. She was worried about how he could fall asleep, and saw him looking at her with bright eyes. , Song Weichen smiled and was about to say hello, but he spoke first.
“Why do you want to come back?”
"Boss, you are asking me this. I was born in a white robe of the Si Chen Mansion, and when I die... well, I have nothing to do with the Si Chen Mansion after my death, so I naturally want to come back."
" Why do you want to come back?"
"Huh? I just answered it clearly? Of course I will come back with Si Chen's salary."
"Why do you want to come back?" br>
“I’m back to solve the case. This case is so weird. How can I ignore it?”
Mo Tingfeng stood up and looked at her seriously, "Why do you want to come back?"
"Are you done?" She tried to help him lie down, but he grabbed her wrist, "I want to hear the truth. "
Song Weichen closed his eyes and took a deep breath, "I'm worried about you. I don't want anything to happen to you, let alone your death. Is this enough reason?" Hearing this, Mo Tingfeng's mouth showed a sad self-mockery. Laughing, he lay back and said, "Miss Song cares so much about Mo. Does Master Cang Yue know?"
"Please don't talk about Miss Song. It sounds really awkward." . It was Cang Yue who sent me back. You don’t have to worry about me and him. Just take care of yourself. If Xu Cheng is like this, he still has to come back in a hurry... I know you are anxious to solve the case, but I don’t know you think you are anxious. Go to see her in the illusion.”
"I'm anxious to see her, what does it have to do with you?"
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Song Weichen was so angry that he felt like he was about to speak just as he was about to speak. Cough, she quickly took out her handkerchief and covered her mouth. She knew she was coughing up blood again. She wanted to put the handkerchief away as if nothing had happened, but he snatched it away. She couldn't hide the slightest bit of discomfort from him.
"What's going on? Do you have stomachache again?" He clearly saw the shocking red on the handkerchief, and he sat up nervously and wanted to help her.
"It's okay, I'm okay, lie down quickly." She quickly stopped him, but was accidentally pulled into his arms when he just reached out to help her.
She was embarrassed and wanted to get up, but she was held in his arms and couldn't move. "How long have you been like this? Does he know?"
"Look, don't you care about me? Why do you do this again?" Use your words to hurt me." She felt a little aggrieved for no reason, but more importantly, she felt an uncontrollable sleepiness, and her body was obviously ringing the alarm again.
"Promise me... you are not allowed to go anywhere." She barely managed to finish her words, and she couldn't help but fall asleep.
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When Zhuang Yuheng arrived, what he saw was him sitting on the bed holding her as she fell asleep.
Of course Ding Heran who was following closely also saw it, and he wanted to destroy his own eyes. He quickly grabbed Ye Wujiu and turned around before he even stepped into the door.
“Why are you pulling me? Why don’t we go in?” Ye Wu Jiu looked confused.
"Not suitable for children, let's go quickly. There are some things you better not know." Ding Heran thought of the passionate kiss between the Lord of Wangchuan and the white-robed Venerable at the entrance of Cangyue Mansion, and then thought of the scene just now, I couldn't help but shudder.
Zhuang Yuheng walked to the edge of the bed and cleared his throat quietly, "So who of you is sick?"
Mo Tingfeng handed him the blood-stained handkerchief, "It looks like, She hid it from anyone, and if the man in Cang Yue Mansion knew about it, he would never let her back."
"The mark of the past life must be removed as soon as possible. She really can't last long." Zhuang Yuheng held the handkerchief and frowned.
Mo Tingfeng sighed, "I just don't know who the person holding the seal is..."
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"It's you."
Song Weichen Looking at Mo Tingfeng, she woke up as soon as Zhuang Yuheng spoke. She just listened to them discussing herself, so she didn't say anything.
"Only you can undo the mark of my past life, so you can't die, and I can't live if you die."
She struggled to get up and nodded to Zhuang Yuheng, and then asked Mo Tingfeng to lie down. "I've been falling asleep uncontrollably lately. I'm sorry for making you uncomfortable and you have to take care of me."
Mo Tingfeng took her hand and his eyes flashed, "I take the mark of your past life seriously. Is it related to me?"
His reaction made Song Weichen even more certain. This was a good reason for him not to seek death easily - Mo Tingfeng might not care about his own life, but he would never risk the lives of others easily. No matter, he is not that kind of person.
“Yes, you are the one who holds the seal, so you must live well to be able to unblock the seal for me.”
"Master Mo, Sangpu died because of you, do you also want me to die because of you?"