Chapter 174 Wave after wave
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“Master Cang Yue, when did you come?”
Zhuang Yuheng looked like he was a thief with a guilty conscience.
“Just arrived.”
Gu Cangyue looked very calm and took the cup that Zhuang Yuheng had filled with water. The cup shattered in his hand.
"Just when you and my fiancée are inseparable."
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"No, Lord Cangyue, please listen to my explanation... ”
“Go out and talk?”
Mo Tingfeng, who was standing with his arms folded, spoke coldly, with strange eyes and even a hint of murderous intent.
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I don’t know when it started to snow in the yard.
Three men stood in the courtyard, each occupying a corner, just like an equilateral triangle.
The chill emanating from two of the men was even worse than the falling snow.
Gu Cangyue stretched out a hand, and the falling snowflakes automatically gathered on top of his palm and rotated in one direction, quickly forming the shape of a small tornado.
He looked at the snow spin in his hand expressionlessly, and said in a cold voice, "Lord Sikong, let me hear how you want to make it up."
"Wei Weisi poisonous attack, I received a call Ting Feng arrived immediately, it was really an accident."
Zhuang Yuheng paused, "Of course... I am really in a state of difficulty."
"What a person! ! ”
Gu Cangyue threw the snow spinner in her hand towards Zhuang Yuheng, but he did not avoid it. The snow spin quickly disappeared into his left shoulder, and Zhuang Yuheng took several steps back before receiving the attack - equivalent to the lethality of a hurricane and blizzard falling into a bowl in an instant.
Although Zhuang Yuheng is not as strong as the two of them in combat, his defense is top-notch, and he will never be seriously injured by this attack. Therefore, it is not so much hurting his body as it is hurting his emotions.
During this period, Mo Tingfeng had been watching with arms folded, as if whether the two of them lived or died had nothing to do with him.
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“I’d like to ask Mr. Yu Heng again, dare I ask what night Weiwei mentioned... which night was it?”
Gu Cangyue asked as he stretched out his hand again. This time, the falling snowflakes condensed into a rapidly rotating ice edge in his palm.
"It was during the period of slight amnesia... the night you were hungover in my house."
In an instant, the ice ridges in Gu Cangyue's palm became larger and the speed became faster.
“Keep talking.”
Mo Tingfeng, who had been silent since leaving the yard, finally spoke.
"I was guarding Weiwei in the first half of the night, and the love poison suddenly broke out. I gave her medicine to detoxify it, but I couldn't help it...she was so lustful that she fainted."
"What a lustful person!!"
Gu Cangyue gritted her teeth, and all the ice ridges were instantly engulfed into Zhuang Yuheng's right chest. Even a player like him who is a "human shield tank + thick blue nanny" couldn't hold back the bloodshot corners of his mouth.
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“Jun Yuheng, I have always respected you, why are you also interested in Weiwei? You really are a Buddhist who has moved your heart!”
Zhuang Yuheng laughed, and the laughter actually contained a bit of evil, completely unlike the sound that would come from the mouth of this gentle fairy. He gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"What a line from the Buddha has touched the hearts of mortals. But if it hadn't happened today, this would have always been my only concern! Why do you need to take out the mortal hearts that I tried my best to bury and that shouldn't be born and bring them to light again?!"
The two of them had never seen Zhuang Yuheng so excited and out of control.
It was snowing and windless, but he was wearing a golden embroidered robe and long hair flying around. He was obviously on the verge of emotional explosion.
"What? I can only allow you to be jealous, but I can't have an ordinary heart? What's more, I have hidden my thoughts so far! Why do you have to force each other so hard!"
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"Zhuang Yuheng! I have always regarded you as a brother of life and death!"
Mo Tingfeng finally broke out.
"Mo Tingfeng! If I didn't regard you as a brother of life and death, I would have taken action long ago!"
Zhuang Yuheng pointed his finger at Maimang and refused to give in.
"Okay! I admit it! I like Weiwei!"
"Remember? The night she woke up from amnesia, I told her that the three of us liked her very much and would not hurt her. Tell the truth. ! I’m telling her, and I’m telling you too!”
Pa!
Mo Tingfeng punched Zhuang Yuheng hard in the face, a pure power attack without any magic power. The latter turned into a black eye at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Zhuang Yuheng went berserk and punched him back. The three of them actually struggled with each other with brute force.
The key is that they all have grievances against each other, and no one wants to be with the other, so they will fight whoever they get, and it will be a chaotic mess for a while, which is simply hopeless.
Childish to the point of being disgusted by elementary school chickens.
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"Haha, what are you doing? Are you having a snowball fight?"
Song Weichen's clear voice came from under the eaves, and he had obviously woken up safely.
When the three of them heard her voice, they all stopped unconsciously. However, their bodies still maintained their fighting postures. It looked like they had pressed the pause button, which was really funny.
At this time, her face looked refreshed and clear, without any trace of ambiguity or confusion as before.
How could she not know that the three of them were fighting hand-to-hand with a trapped animal? It was precisely because she could see clearly and vaguely remember that when she was unconscious, she seemed to be acting frivolously with Zhuang Yuheng. She had already guessed that she did this deliberately. One word.
Seeing that a heavy snowfall had covered the ground with white, she squatted down, pinched a snow ball, jumped out from under the eaves, and threw the snow ball towards the three of them.
“I want to have a snowball fight too!!”
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"Weiwei, how do you feel now..." Bang! The snowball fell squarely on Gu Cangyue's face...and mouth.
“Good on you little thing!”
Gu Cangyue picked up a small ball of snow from the ground and fluttered it towards Song Weichen. She jumped away with a smile. He quickly picked up the snowball and launched an attack on Zhuang Yuheng.
"Ah, brother Yuheng, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I made your eyes black...does it hurt?"
After Song Weichen threw a ball of snow at Zhuang Yuheng, he hurried over to check the injuries on his face. It was clear that he was pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, and he could see through it without telling him.
"I'm sorry, I struck too hard. Why don't you hit me with a snowball too, and I promise not to hide."
Zhuang Yuheng smiled and said, "Okay, then you are not allowed to hide. . "
He really took a few steps back, made a big ball of snow from the ground, and threw it at her!
Song Weichen covered his face with his arms and closed his eyes, waiting, but he still didn't see the snow falling. When he opened his eyes, he saw that Mo Tingfeng was already in front of him, and the front of his black brocade robe was covered with snow and frost.
"You old boy, you're so harsh!" Mo Tingfeng also started to fight back.
How could Zhuang Yuheng not know that Mo Tingfeng would come out to block, so he deliberately used force? How could Mo Tingfeng not know that Zhuang Yuheng knew that he would come out to block - to gain favor with Song Weichen for himself.
After all, they are still brothers. Even if they like each other no matter how much they love each other, they still know that the world is brighter when they step back, and friends and wives cannot be bullied.
At this point, many of the knots caused by this poisonous episode have been resolved - these childish ghosts actually had a snowball fight.
Song Weichen calmly solved this problem and really made a huge difference.
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It’s just that her physical strength is getting weaker and weaker day by day. Even if she wants to be naughty, she gets tired after playing for only a while, and sits on the ground with her hands clenched and legs stretched out to rest.
Seeing that she was no longer playing, the three men also stopped and followed her example and sat down.
Tingfeng Mansion has returned to its former tranquility.
Song Weichen closed her eyes and raised her head, feeling the snowflakes falling on her eyelashes and the tip of her nose, the fine coolness, and the vague fragrance of flowers.
"The snow smells so good."
She recalled the Wohan Pond that Zhuang Yuheng took her to when she lost her memory. The snow there had the same scent of wintersweet as it did now.
"Weiwei, are you cold? Be careful before catching a cold."
Even if she avoids him when she is in love, she seems to be able to be with everyone but not with him. Mo Tingfeng Still can't help but care about her subconsciously.
Song Weichen smiled and shook his head at him, "Don't worry, boss, Xiao Song, I'm not that crispy."
She looked around at the scenery. The bamboo forest dyed with snow added to its character. The spring water in the rockery was not frozen and was crystal clear. The snow crystals fell on it and disappeared instantly. Thinking about it carefully, it was still late summer when she first arrived here, and she could hear cicadas in the evening breeze. Ming, I didn’t expect it has been so long.
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Suddenly I felt very reluctant to leave.
What is the saying? When you feel reluctant to let go, you have often started to lose.
"If it still snows today next year, how about we still have a snowball fight here?" She suddenly asked.
The three men were stunned and looked at each other, their disgust revealing a closer intimacy than before. "Okay, okay." They all agreed with her.
She smiled so hard that she narrowed her eyes and quietly hid the moisture that was about to overflow her eyes.
The second half of Song Weichen's unspoken words was - if she could still live until today next year.
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"I'll go back if Weiwei is fine."
Zhuang Yuheng was the first to pat his butt and stand up.
Song Weichen stood up with him, walked over and grabbed his sleeves, like a child who had done something wrong.
“Do your eyes still hurt?”
“In your words, how can I, Lao Zhuang, be so crispy?”
She was amused by Zhuang Yuheng, a fairy who played tricks and was a CallBack. But she didn't understand where the overwhelming sadness in her heart came from.
"Brother Yuheng, can I hug you? I'm sorry, it's all my fault, you shouldn't be so nice to me."
Before she reached out, Zhuang Yuheng took the initiative to hug you Lived her.
"Little guy, you are my god-sister recognized by Lord Sikong, and I treat you as a matter of course."
The other two men looked a little uncomfortable, but they seemed to be inexplicably relieved. After a while, people's emotions and moods are really weird.
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“Wei Wei, let’s go home too?”
After Zhuang Yuheng left, Gu Cangyue also wanted to take her back home, but Song Weichen couldn’t leave yet and had to wait for Ding Heran to come back to discuss the matter. , so Gu Cangyue agreed to pick her up later, and he decided to go to Wangyue Tower to explore again.
In the once noisy Tingfeng Mansion, only Mo Tingfeng and Song Weichen were left.
Song Weichen now tried her best to avoid contact with him alone. As a result, she hid in Wuqingju, and Mo Tingfeng followed behind.
"Boss, your study is next door. If you...if you want to stay here, then I can go to your study?"
She wanted to leave, but was blocked by Mo Tingfeng.
“Wei Wei, we have been through so much, survived in danger again and again, and finally understood each other’s feelings. Why are you suddenly so resistant to me?”
“Because of this restriction on me? If so, you don’t have to worry about me. Or is the ban just an excuse? In fact, there are other reasons. Could it be that Gu Cangyue used some means to force you to threaten you?”
“Mr. Mo, in your heart? There’s a lot of drama, and since Big Bird is so good, it’s good if I don’t threaten him.”
As she said that, she wanted to leave, but Mo Tingfeng grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms, unable to get away at all.
"Sir Si Chen, do you know that this is sexual harassment in the workplace? If you want to put her in our place, you will be detained, or you will step on a sewing machine!"
"Weiwei! Can you be more serious? "
"Tsk, you're the one who keeps trying to flirt with me, and you still say that I'm not serious? I'm a quasi-wife, so you're not treating me like this?"
"You can only do this? It’s my wife!”
Mo Tingfeng felt aggrieved, especially when she saw Zhuang Yuheng lingering with her today, she became even more jealous. He went to kiss her regardless of her, but Song Weichen refused and couldn't dodge, so she slapped him hard in desperation.
Pop! The loud slap echoed in Wuqingju.
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Mo Tingfeng was stunned and kept still as his face was beaten sideways. As long as he could remember, no one had ever dared to do this to him.
Song Weichen was also stunned, what was she doing! Regardless of emotions, reasons, public or private matters, she should not treat and insult him in this way.
She couldn't help but her hands were shaking. She was really frightened by her actions. She wanted to touch his face but didn't dare.
"Yes, yes, I'm sorry... How about you fight back? I, I can fight myself!"
She raised her hand and slapped herself hard, and at the moment when she was almost hit, Mo Tingfeng caught his wrist in time and threw it away.
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“Song Weichen!”
"Do you really understand what you are doing?!"
When Mo Tingfeng asked this, not only the sockets of his eyes, but even the whites of his eyes turned red.
“Do you think that as long as I don’t touch you, I will no longer suffer the backlash? Let me tell you, unless I completely lose my memory and forget about you! Otherwise, if you deliberately stay away from me, you will only torture me. It will be more deadly! It will be more painful!”
“It’s not the desire that causes the excitement, but the heartbeat, do you understand? As long as I love you, the backlash will never disappear!”
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Song Weichen was a little unsteady. It turned out that as shallow as she was, she really understood it wrong.
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"Sir, He Ran is back, shall we discuss it now?"
Ye Wu Jiu's voice sounded at an inappropriate time outside Wu Qing's residence.
“Get out!!”
I have never seen Mo Tingfeng so angry.
"Whoever dares to say another word will be killed by me!!"
There was no sound outside the door for an instant, and the two people probably used the magic to escape.
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It was so quiet in Wuqing's house that it felt like it was suffocating.
Mo Tingfeng closed his eyes and tried to control his emotions. When he opened his eyes again, there was no anger, only a deep sadness in his eyes.
"Song Weichen, what do you want from me?"
"You have thought it through, I will definitely cooperate with you!"
Song Weichen wants to ask if there is such a thing Drinking a potion that can make him lose his memory and forget about a person, forget that he doesn't love him naturally, and he will no longer suffer from the backlash.
But just thinking about it made her feel heartbroken. She hated herself for being selfish and unable to take the initiative to make him forget her.
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The more upset she became, the more her blood surged. She suddenly felt her nose was warm, and when she wiped it, she discovered that she had a nosebleed.
He looked even more panicked than she did. He took out his brocade handkerchief and wiped it carefully. His face was full of remorse, as she only thought she had said something harsh.
Song Weichen became even more conflicted, with some inexplicable sense of grievance, both for him and for himself.
“Look, I’m really going to die.”
She spoke very quietly.
“I don’t mean to be a slut and keep a distance from you, but I’m afraid that the harder it is to leave you, the more painful it will be for you. I don’t want you to be like that...”
Mo Ting Feng smiled bitterly. This little liar was so stupid that it made people feel heartbroken. He thought that by pretending to bury the hatchet now, he would be able to face her disappearance calmly in the future?
"You call this a blunt knife cutting flesh. No, you call it a dull knife Lingchi! You are so smart that you don't care about my life or death."
"Then tell me, what should I do?" Song Weichen felt extremely aggrieved. .
"I, Cang Yue, and Yu Heng, no matter who I am, will not let you die easily, and will find a way to save you. So, Weiwei, don't think so far ahead. Didn't Sang Pu tell you? Before the end, we will be content with our lives. "
Song Weichen pouted, wanting to cry but trying to hold it back. Mo Tingfeng gently held her in his arms. His breath always made her feel stable.
“I can’t think clearly, forget it.” She curled her lips.
"Now I just want to make you all concubines! I want to read different brands every day!"
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Wangyue Tower.
Gu Cangyue did not know that Shu Yulong was missing. In fact, except for the old housekeeper, Mo Tingfeng and a very few people in Sichen Mansion who knew about it, the news was well hidden.
So when he pretended to be Boss Shu and entered Wangyue Tower, he was entangled. The old housekeeper pulled him with tears and talked about himself for a long time. Due to the disguise, Gu Cangyue, I could only listen to his nagging with 100% of my patience, which inadvertently wasted a lot of time.
With great difficulty, he returned to his "own" room - Shu Longlong's residence where masks hung all over the wall.
Everything seems to be no different from the last time I came in. I just learned from the old housekeeper that this bunch of scorpions have their own habits and do not allow anyone to help him clean the room. In other words, except himself, no one can help him clean the room. No one can enter.
The old housekeeper was full of apologies for this, feeling that his sudden return and the fact that the room had not been cleaned for so long might cause him inconvenience.
No, Gu Cangyue soon discovered that the room was obviously different from the last time she came.
On the table against the wall, there was a note held down by an inkstone. There was a sentence written on it that made his back tighten.
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Lord Cang Yue, if you want to find the lost thing as soon as possible, you might as well go home and take a look now.
This refers specifically to the adult’s home in the Immortal Tree.
Don’t wait when it’s out of date.
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What really made him nervous was the time written on the note. It was clearly the moment he entered this room!
(End of this chapter)