Chapter 170 The Trial of Love -
"If this is true, you can make a choice right away without hesitation. There is no need to weigh it."
Zhuang Yuheng exposed it without mercy.
"The reason why you are entangled in conflicts must be that lifting the 'wish to form a seal' will hurt the person who helps you break the seal. This person is most likely Ting Feng. You don't want to hurt him, so you made up a fake Am I right?"
She never expected that Zhuang Yuheng would be so shrewd and transparent, let alone that her lying skills were so poor. Song Weichen let out a long sigh.
"Brother Yuheng, if the person who saves you must die because of you, what will you do?"
Zhuang Yuheng fell into silence, and it was naturally impossible for him to accept such a situation.
“Let me guess, Sang Pu’s real wish for sealing is to grow old together with Ting Feng?”
“Yes, she wants to give him a monkey.”
< br>Song Weichen thought of the long letter that Sang Pu burned. There was a word in it that was very difficult to pronounce, as if it was a sentence from the Book of Songs.
"The melons are endless, the erchang is blazing." She recalled the adjectives Sang Pu used when he mentioned this.
Song Weichen smiled bitterly, inexplicably thinking of the legendary child "Nian Chen". He had such restrictions and dared to trick her into having a child. This eldest brother was really the leader of the YY generation.
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"I know that he has a restraint on love. We can't be together, and Sang Pu's wish to form a seal cannot be solved."
Song Weichen showed his cards, Anyway, Ji Baishou only said not to tell Beihuashan, but he didn't say not to tell Zhuang Yuheng.
Sure enough, when Zhuang Yuheng heard this word, he was startled at first and then sighed, "You know everything?"
"Well, so please help me, brother Yuheng, to hide it from him and don't let him die in vain. Let's just treat this little kid It’s not a big deal if the small mark of the past life no longer exists.”
Song Weichen pretended to be relaxed, but Zhuang Yuheng looked sad and was speechless for a long time.
The two of them returned to Sikong Mansion. The dusk was low, and a rosy glow on the horizon was about to disappear. Song Weichen only felt beautiful, and dragged Zhuang Yuheng to watch it together. Inexplicably, he felt a bit like the sunset that was about to disappear. Light.
Zhuang Yuheng did not look at the sunset, his eyes were fixed on the little person beside him. As the sun set, the night became darker and darker on her face. He did not dare to think that one day she would never see her again. , will the sun rise in his world?
"Wei Wei, I will try my best to help Ting Feng lift the restraint on killing love. I will never let you die."
Zhuang Yuheng put his hands on Song Weichen's shoulders and asked her to look at him, staring at him with great solemnity. Her eyes said, "Before I find a way to lift the restriction, you promise me to work harder and live with all my might, do you hear me?"
Song Weichen smiled and nodded vigorously.
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“Weiwei!”
Mo Ting Fengchen fell from the air, carrying a black baggage on her back, which should have contained the life-saving Sungrass found for her.
Song Weichen's eyes lit up, and he subconsciously ran towards him, but after running a few steps, he stopped and retreated to Zhuang Yuheng, fearing that he would suffer backlash for being close to him.
"Are you injured?" She expressed concern from afar.
"No, don't worry. Am I like someone who is easily hurt?"
Song Weichen recalled carefully. When he was with him, he would vomit blood at every turn, and the golden sand material all over his body would overflow. The first time I went to look for medicine for her, I was beaten up by a little spiritual beast called a 癙癙, which scratched her chest and left arm. Two days ago, I was stabbed by a magpie for her and almost had her hair turned upside down...
"Like! Sometimes I think you are more fragile than me."
As she spoke, Mo Tingfeng had already arrived at her side. He received Zhuang Yuheng's directional message on the way and knew that he had taken her to Wu Nian Mansion. , he had been persuaded by all means before, but now it finally happened, and he was full of gratitude to Zhuang Yuheng.
"Yuheng, Weiwei, have you found Sang Pu's wish to form a seal? What is it?"
Zhuang Yuheng turned his head and looked at Song Weichen standing behind him, not knowing what to do for a moment. How to answer. He really didn't want to lie with Song Weichen, but this result really made people don't know how to speak.
On the one hand, Song Weichen could not undo the seal of his previous life and died of exhaustion, and on the other hand, Mo Tingfeng took his life to undo the imprint. Even if Song Weichen could undo the imprint, he would not be able to live alone calmly.
No matter how you look at it, it’s a dead end.
"Brother Yuheng, I want to talk to him alone."
Zhuang Yuheng pondered for a while, then stretched out his hand to signal Mo Tingfeng to give him his baggage. "Okay, I'll go make medicine."
Mo Tingfeng's heart sank, and the bad premonition made him not look forward to being alone with Song Weichen for the first time.
"Would you please walk around the house with me? Just like you did when I lost my memory."
She took the initiative to hold his hand, and the two walked quietly through the waterside flower pond and the winding corridors. Mo Tingfeng wanted to speak several times, but he was afraid that the result would be unbearable for him, so he became more and more silent as they walked.
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“Sang Pu’s past life mark has nothing to do with you.”
She finally spoke.
“She has been used to false feelings in her life, and she only wishes to never fall in love again. This is the mark of her wish. If I want to unravel the mark, I must destroy all love, but I obviously can’t do it. I have just asked Brother Yu Heng that there is a kind of restraint called Qingqingjin. If you want to survive the seal, I am afraid that you need the restraint of this restraint."
"No! Absolutely not! The restraint on killing love is extremely cruel. If you are tempted, there will be a backlash. You will definitely not be able to bear the pain of heart-burning and bone-burning!"
Mo Tingfeng panicked, he had never doubted it. Song Weichen would lie to him about such a matter of life and death, just to save others with her own self. She knew that when the restraint of love broke out, it would be worse to die than to file the skin and bones, and she couldn't bear it at all.
Song Weichen moved closer to him, his eyes burning like fire. "Why do you know so clearly? Yes, Lord Si Chen has always been keen on all kinds of restraint techniques, so he naturally knows everything about it. Just in time, how about you set up this love-killing restraint for me?"
Mo Tingfeng became anxious upon hearing this.
"Song Weichen, you are crazy! The prohibition on love will only become a thorn and a shackle, and it will not really make your heart calm! So if you want to break the seal, you need to find other ways. Don't think that you can dissolve the love in your heart by relying on this prohibition!"
< br>"Mo Tingfeng, then why are you so crazy to impose such thorny shackles on yourself?!"
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Her words caught him off guard, and he took a step back unconsciously. How did she know! Could it be Zhuang Yuheng, the big mouth? With her temperament, knowing that he endured the pain of this restriction, she was afraid that he would never allow himself to get close to her again in the future.
Mo Tingfeng was hesitating, trying to find a reason to excuse himself, but unexpectedly, Song Weichen came over and hugged her tightly.
"Does it hurt? Does it hurt if I hold you like this?"
I don't know since when, it has become the norm for him to be uncontrollable around her, and he is as thin and dense as tarsal bones. Over time, he got used to the pain of maggots.
"It hurts. But if you avoid me and stay away from me because of this, the pain in your heart will be even worse than it is now." He answered honestly.
She held his neck and kissed him gently on the face.
“Does it hurt?”
"I regularly take the medicine prepared by Yu Heng to suppress inhibitions, and it's fine." Mo Tingfeng didn't dare to move, wondering what kind of medicine Song Weichen sold in the gourd.
She held his face with both hands, stood on tiptoes and kissed his lips, touching and testing gently, making Mo Tingfeng shiver all over. After a moment, she let go of him.
"Does it hurt?"
He stood with his eyes lowered. Due to the darkness of the night, Song Weichen couldn't see his expression clearly. He was afraid that he was deceiving him, so he added, "I want to listen to the truth. ."
"It hurts."
Before Song Weichen could say anything, he pulled her over and kissed her back domineeringly. Just now, these actions made him extremely itchy. He didn't care about her struggle to resist. He had kissed her enough first.
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It took him a long time to let go.
It was extremely difficult for the two of them to get to where they are today. From the beginning, she regarded him as a mere passerby, and even felt disgusted with him. Today, she has him in her heart and will take into account his safety and pain. Mo Tingfeng only I feel that the pain that is eating away at my heart is like sugar and honey. With her by my side, there is no need to fear death.
“You just caused me a lot of pain, and I need this sweet medicine to relieve it.”
He stared at her slightly red and swollen lips and couldn't help but reach out and gently rub the corners of her lips.
"It's still relieved...Actually, you were almost vomiting blood, right?"
Her resistance just now was not because she was unwilling, but because she was afraid that he would be tortured by the backlash - that was also the case, Mo Ting Feng Xinkou's blood was already surging, and even with Zhuang Yuheng's magical elixir, it was almost impossible to suppress it.
He was just afraid that she would not let him get close to him in the future, so he denied it, "Why do you think I would be vomited like this? Are you looking down on me too much?"
"This is what you said. .”
She stopped talking, grabbed his hand and walked quickly back to the marrow washing hall.
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"Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Can you ask Yu Heng to come over?"
Song Weichen walked in a hurry, entered the Marrow Washing Hall and pulled him straight to Mo Tingfeng was naturally concerned as he collapsed.
She didn’t say anything, and threw him down softly. She stuck her little one next to him, raised her head and came closer to kiss him actively. Her lips, Adam’s apple... it was so terrible! There seemed to be thousands of ants crawling in Mo Tingfeng's bones.
She stretched out her hand to untie the belt around his waist, but she couldn't find a way to do it and gave up. Then she lightly untied her shirt, her skin looming like gelatin. Mo Tingfeng quickly closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing. His temples were beating fiercely, and his mind was shaking. A fishy sweetness surged up in his throat, and he suppressed it with all his strength.
"Why don't you dare to look?"
She whispered in his ear, slightly out of breath due to all this tossing, and the sound reached Mo Tingfeng's ears, which almost made him want to He had a brain hemorrhage.
This goblin! !
“Wei Wei, you...”
The words were stuck in his throat, and Mo Tingfeng clearly felt that she actually took his hand and put it on the softness of her chest. Although it was still separated by clothes... but the moment this realization entered his mind , I couldn't help but spit it out.
For a moment, Mo Ting was in so much pain that he couldn't even open his eyes.
In a trance, there was nothing around him. The little man ran away and quickly came back. He took a wet warm towel and carefully wiped the blood stains on his lips and body, and then got some water. Feed him carefully.
After about a stick of incense, he gradually recovered.
Opening his eyes, he saw Song Weichen, fully dressed and with his hair neatly trimmed. He found a small stool and sat on the edge of the sofa. He put his hands on his face and stared at him intently with a pair of deer eyes.
If the backlash had not occurred for real, Mo Tingfeng would have felt that everything just now was like a dream.
Seeing that he seemed to have recovered, Song Weichen moved a little closer and winked at him.
“Are you being tough?”