Chapter 265: Overt Guns and Hidden Arrows-
The divine bird made a cry that sounded like a mixture of creatures such as cranes, elephants, whales, and tigers. The sound penetrated time and space and seemed to be responding to Song Weichen.
Because of this cry, the originally silent darkness gradually began to brighten, and various sounds began to pour in: the pattering of light rain, the sound of wind chimes clinking glasses under the eaves, the sound of teapots on the wood stove in the room A squeaking sound.
And that so familiar voice—
“Wei Wei, you’re awake.”
Song Weichen smiled faintly at Mo Tingfeng, looking around, but did not see the shadow of Lone Cangyue. It seemed that it was just a dream after all.
After all, I haven’t seen him for more than two months. The two of them had been going through all kinds of things before, and it seemed like they were a world apart. Is he okay?
Remembering what Ji Baishou mentioned, the "fog cocoon" in the Temple of the Immortal in the Upper Realm that even the gods cannot approach, I wonder if it has been dispersed in the past and present...
"I'm thinking. What?"
"Nothing, I just had a dream about...an old friend."
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Mo Tingfeng lifted Song Weichen up and sat on the edge of the bed, picked up the chicken soup and carefully fed it to her. From her expression, it was not difficult to guess who the person in the dream was, but he didn't want to reveal it.
"Did you dream about Yu Heng? He just sent me a message and has returned to Sikong Mansion from Wuzi Pavilion. I heard that you were in coma again and was very worried. He will be there soon, and he will go to the banquet with us in the evening. "
"My health is fine, he doesn't have to worry about me, and so do you. You said I'm hard to kill, do you understand that the protagonist Halo can't die?"
Song Weichen. He forced a smile.
Obviously everyone knows that the mark of her previous life cannot be solved, but she is just hanging on and barely surviving. Even the Medicine King Zhuang Yuheng cannot make a meal without rice.
But no one wants to tell the truth——
It seems that as long as she doesn’t tell the truth, she can live forever.
……
“What time is it now?”
Song Weichen looked at the skylight outside the house. It was obviously not like afternoon.
"It's almost Shenshi."
"Oh, I promised to go to greet the eldest princess in the afternoon, but now it's terrible!"
She fended off Mo Tingfeng's feeding. Spoon, holding on to the bed frame, managed to stand up and wanted to leave, but was stopped by him again.
"I have sent a message to Xue Ying that you are in ill health and will not pass in the afternoon. I even intend to reschedule the reception banquet, but I have not mentioned it for the time being. I want to see your situation before making any plans."< br>
"That's it..."
Song Weichen sat back on the edge of the bed.
"Thankfully you didn't mention it. Otherwise, not to mention what the eldest princess would think, that old Longjing would definitely take the opportunity to prick my needle in front of her. Mr. Mo, please be more careful."< br>
Mo Tingfeng couldn't help but put her back on the bed again.
“It’s you who should take care of yourself. You know what your body is like.”
"It doesn't matter what outsiders think. Besides, Qin Xueying has always been sensible and generous, and she will never make things difficult for you even for my sake. The most important thing right now is that you are healthy."
"Before you go to the Jie Feng Banquet, you must rest in bed. I will read here and watch over you. You are not allowed to go anywhere."
"I know, I know! You dare to break your legs, right?" "
Song Weichen sighed, Lai Laiji turned over with the quilt in his arms. That's it for now, let's go to sleep first.
She did feel sleepy and weak all over, but little did she know that Mo Tingfeng deliberately lit the soothing incense in the incense burner beside the bed. The smoke curled up, making everything in the room seem unreal.
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A slender hand painted with scarlet dandelion flicked in the lingering smoke of the incense burner, and then brought the finger to the tip of her nose to sniff. Qin Xueying showed a look of approval on her face.
“This is the most difficult-to-find Canaan agarwood from Xingzhou in the South China Sea. Before putting it into the furnace, I could tell the shape of the wood chips. It should be of the quality of being turned upside down and sinking in water. Unexpectedly, Master Si Chen had some quality. "Elegant."
Qin Xueying, who said this, had already changed from the elaborate brocade dress that symbolized the dignity of Princess Meijie to a mint-colored gauze dress embroidered with gold, and her hair had also changed. With her hair styled in a bun, her whole person looks much more friendly and lively.
It was just that it was troublesome to remove her nails, so she was too lazy to bother with it anymore, so she just let the sudden and warm scarlet color stay on her fingertips.
This is the main hall of the Venerable Mansion, which is also Qin Xueying's temporary palace in Sichen Mansion. Apart from Banxia, only Ruan Mianmian can enter the palace to accompany her, so it is rarely clean.
Hearing her take the initiative to mention Mo Tingfeng, Ruan Mianmian's eyebrows darkened but fleetingly, pretending to be an interested best friend, and looked at Qin Xueying jokingly.
"The eldest son spoke up, Si Chen, and kept his mouth shut, Lord Mo. It is clear that the red luan star is moving, and good things are about to happen. Lord Landlord will be extremely happy to know about it. But..."
Ruan Mianmian deliberately He hesitated to speak.
“Just what?”
"It's nothing. Mianmian just wanted to toast the eldest princess with tea instead of wine. I wish my good sister a happy marriage, which Yuanyang would envy!"
Qin Xueying smiled lightly and picked up the tea cup and took a sip. How could she I don’t know that there is something in Ruan Mianmian’s words.
Think again of Song Weichen's appearance when we picked her up in the morning, and how Mo Tingfeng specially summoned her and skipped the greeting ceremony in the afternoon on the grounds of physical discomfort.
"Mianmian, please don't call me eldest princess in private. It's better to call me Xueying to get closer."
She said and glanced at Banxia, who understood and brought her from the accompanying He took out a brocade box containing pearl hairpins from the cabinet and handed it to Qin Xueying, and then went to give Ruan Mianmian some tea.
"This beaded hairpin was made by the most famous local jewelry craftsman when I went hunting with my father in the spring of Kongmei. The beads above that look like Bodhi seeds were made with the teeth of my dagger. After polishing this hairpin, I gave it to Mianmian. "
"How can this be done! This gift is so precious, how can Mianmian deserve it!" Ruan Mianmian walked towards Qin Xue. In front of Ying, she took the pearl hairpin with her cherished hands, gently caressed it and looked at it again and again.
Qin Xueying smiled lightly and sat back down again.
“Pinellia ternata, put it on Mianmian.”
Ruan Mianmian put on the beaded hairpin and her face was filled with glory. She unconsciously stretched out her hand to touch the hairpin, but she seemed reluctant to let it go. She just stroked her temples and put her hand down, leaning down to bow to Qin Xueying.
"What an honor it is for Mianmian to receive such a precious gift from the eldest princess, even if it makes Mianmian furious!"
"You and I are like sisters, so there is no need to be polite."< br>
Qin Xueying paused, and after Ruan Mianmian sat down again, she asked the truth.
"Speaking of which...you and that Sangpu girl seem to be very close. Are you familiar with each other?"
Ruan Mianmian secretly laughed in her heart. Qin Xueying went around in a big circle, talking about herself and giving her hairpins. Didn't she still want to inquire about the women around Mo Tingfeng? Isn't this a coincidence? She was worried that she wouldn't have a chance to say it.
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“Although Miss Sang Pu and I are old acquaintances, we don’t have the same sisterly relationship as I do with Sister Xueying. We are just nodding friends.”
"At first, we got to know each other over the piano at Boss Shu of Wangyue Tower. Later I discovered that she has another identity, and she is actually Lord Si Chen's personal piano player."
Speaking of this, Ruan Mianmian sighed quietly. After a while, he picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
"To be honest, the reason why I appear to be closer to Miss Sangpu is because of brother Tingfeng's face. Since she is Lord Si Chen's heart, how can I not treat her with courtesy?"
"A pet peeve?"
"Yes! Didn't my sister see her state when we picked her up this morning? I'm afraid it's..."
"I'm afraid what is it?"
Ruan Mianmian took out his handkerchief and covered his mouth, looking like he was hesitating to speak.
"Oh, Sister Xueying, it's about the innocence of my daughter's family, so don't ask. I've just seen some clues and made wild guesses. You have a unique discernment. You might as well watch the faces in the past two days. Is it as I thought? "Normal."
Qin Xueying lowered her eyes and looked at the tea in the cup, which had lost its heat. She poured it on the bergamot tea pet beside her, and Banxia poured another full cup of hot tea. Looking at the smoke pouring out of the cup, he seemed to recall some scenes - Song Weichen was about to vomit, and Ruan Mianmian hugged her tightly.
"Could it be...?"
Qin Xueying had already guessed it in her mind. If this was the case, it would be ridiculous for her to come to Sichen Mansion today.
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"Why are you crying?"
She was about to ask Sang Pu about the past, but found that Ruan Mianmian was crying secretly. Seeing that she was paying attention, she hurriedly took a handkerchief to wipe it.
"No, it's okay."
"Mianmian, you and I are like sisters. If you have any grievances, you can speak up. My sister will make the decision for you."
Ruan Mianmian sniffed. , before he could speak, his eyes were already half red.
She looked at Banxia, and then at Qin Xueying who hesitated to speak. The latter understood and retreated from the personal maid, leaving only the two of them in the huge main hall of the Lord's Mansion.
Ruan Mianmian stood up, took two steps forward, and knelt down to Qin Xueying.
“Please sister Xueying, please make the decision for Mianmian!”
After saying this, she added some fuel and jealousy and told Qin Xueying about the incident where she was slapped twice by Song Weichen when she went to visit her kindly yesterday, and also said that she was beaten. Perhaps because the good news between her and Mo Tingfeng was exposed, she was so angry that she became so angry. However, she did not mention how she humiliated others first, and pretended to be bossy as Mo Tingfeng's wife.
Qin Xueying’s brows furrowed even more.
"Sister Xueying, you have always been generous and kind. I'm afraid that if you get married to Brother Tingfeng, you will have to suffer from her idleness in private. Sang Pu is the only one who favors you, but no one takes it seriously!"
"Pa!"
Qin Xueying slapped her palm on the tea table - although she is the eldest princess, she is not spoiled. She has been practicing since she was a child and has already been ranked as a warlock in the last time. He had already reached the level of a C-level warlock during the trial. With this casual palm, he actually slapped the tea tray in half, causing tea stains to flow everywhere along the table.
"Mianmian, if this person is really as despicable as you said, regardless of whether I have a fate with Master Sichen in the future, just say that she insulted you like this, I will make the decision for you. . ”
After hearing this, Ruan Mianmian was so moved that tears filled her eyes, and she knelt down and couldn't bear it for a long time.
"Mianmian kowtows to thank the eldest princess for her kindness!!"
I saw a person sitting upright in the palace, filled with justice and hate evil as much as hatred. Another person knelt down and worshiped, only sighing that the sky has eyes and the king is kind and wise. What a friendly, affectionate look.
But in fact, the person sitting upright is just trying to dampen the spirit of his "heartthrob" under the banner of being righteous and calling the shots. This is what happens if he really gets married to Mo Tingfeng as his father intended. Putting aside whether he loves her or not, etiquette does not allow him to spoil his concubine and destroy his wife!
The one who was kneeling and prostrating seemed to have his shoulders shaking as if he was crying, but he didn’t know that the smile on his face had already stopped and he couldn’t stop it. He was just afraid that he would be exposed when he sat up, so he kept prostrating. posture.
Ruan Mianmian just wants to praise her for her cleverness. She can show her favor to Sang Pu and continue to please Mo Tingfeng, while waiting for Qin Xueying to take action and teach that little bitch, the fisherman, a lesson for herself. The benefits are nothing more than that.
Alas!
The only thing I can say is: How deep is the royal courtyard? People’s hearts have known calculations since childhood. They are loyal and affectionate in the open and sharp in secret.