Chapter 286 The heavy rain is coming-
A bird chirped softly, and Song Weichen woke up.
The morning light outside the window is getting brighter, but Mo Tingfeng has not come back yet.
Although half of his consciousness was guarding her in case the corpse master's death curse suddenly struck, Song Weichen could not obtain his movements through this half of his consciousness.
But today was different. She just knew that he didn't reply to Feng Mansion. Not only did he not come back, he was even still at the eldest princess's place. Maybe it was because of his psychological activities. She could even smell Qin Xueying's unique scent. The fragrance is powdery.
The silence in the room was filled with the white noise in her heart. Song Weichen shook her head, trying to clear away this inexplicable feeling of worry.
"There must be a reason for Bingtuozi not returning home all night."
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The light outside the window turned a little brighter again, and Song Weichen decided to get up.
Gu Yu couldn't come over in the morning. Last night, she specifically told her to go and see Du Juan, who was recovering from her injuries in the hospital this morning. Song Weichen tidied up a little, fearing to wake up Zhuang Yuheng who was sleeping next door, so he tiptoed out of Tingfeng Mansion.
It wasn't that she was looking for Mo Tingfeng, she just wanted to take a walk and breathe. So he let the horse go and unknowingly walked to the waterside garden in front of the Sichen Mansion's meeting hall.
I still remember the last time I came here, it was before the group prepared to return to the ghost market in order to solve the case of the ghost husband.
Afraid that Mo Tingfeng would leave quietly without her, she "summoned" him from the study to the pool by name Zhaojin, to remind him that he could escape but a monk could not escape from the temple.
Recalling the angry and funny expression on his face in the flower pond with the file pestle in hand, Song Weichen burst into laughter, and then his eyes became a little sad - it had been a long time since he had used the Name Summoning Ban. , is still available at this moment, but for some reason, she doesn’t dare.
What if he shows up disheveled?
Song Weichen was cautious, afraid of breaking something or discovering something.
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"In early spring, be careful to catch a cold."
A shawl was gently placed on Song Weichen's shoulders. She turned around and faced Zhuang Yuheng's gentle face.
"Brother Yuheng, why did you...I'm sorry, I woke you up."
Zhuang Yuheng smiled elegantly,
“I am also an immortal, so I don’t need sleep. I just heard you quietly leaving the house, and I was worried, so I followed you.”
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"Wei Wei, what's wrong with you? You have something on your mind."
"No, I'm just thinking about...ahem, philosophical issues."
Song Weichen subconsciously avoided it. To a certain extent, it was immoral to doubt Mo Tingfeng's feelings for her - she was Sang Pu.
Once he was unable to recognize his feelings because he was not sure whether he loved his previous life or himself, but now he subconsciously uses "Sangpu" as an emotional handle. Thinking of this, Song Weichen felt The bitterness is a little more bitter.
"Philosophical questions? What is philosophy?"
Zhuang Yuheng has lived for thousands of years, and has only heard of "philosophers" or "ancient sages", never heard of "philosophy" With one word, his curiosity was aroused by Song Weichen's casual explanation.
Song Weichen was stunned. How could she explain this? She was just talking nonsense. You can’t say that the word philosophy comes from a guy named Pythagoras from a country called ancient Greece that you have never heard of. The key is what philosophy is, she can't say clearly.
With a roll of his eyes, Song Weichen turned on the nonsense mode.
“Philosophy is when the brain wipes out the secretion, and the knowledge gushes out uncontrollably.”
“For example, I was thinking just now that language is deceptive. For example, sashimi , it’s like a dead fish fillet; to put out a fire is to put out a fire; while alive, it’s before death; if you want to take care of it, it’s not something you should take care of; in principle, if it’s possible, then it’s not possible; in principle, if it’s not possible, then it’s OK.”
“ So when a person says 'wait for me to come back', will he really come back?"
"The last person who said that to me was Cang Yue, and the last thing he said to me was Cang Yue. , just waiting for me to come back.”
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Song Weichen hid the second half of the sentence. The last thing Mo Tingfeng said to her last night was "wait for me to come back", and then he unexpectedly didn't come back all night.
She was afraid of these words from the bottom of her heart. If possible, she hoped that she would be the one waving goodbye on the starting train instead of the one standing on the platform "waiting for someone to return".
Random thinking can turn people into philosophers.
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Zhuang Yuheng looked at Song Weichen's somewhat frustrated face and realized that she really had something on her mind.
However, he might have been mistaken, thinking that she was concerned about Gu Cangyue's safety. Thinking of the information he accidentally got from this trip to the Shangjie Wuzi Pavilion, Zhuang Yuheng comforted her with kind words,
" I heard that the fog wall barrier of the Immortal Temple has been dispersed, which happened in the past ten days. I think Cang Yue will be back soon."
"The fog has dispersed?"
This. The news really surprised Song Weichen, and the time was just right, so the figure he saw near the boat that day... wasn't really him?
But if it was him, why didn't he come to see her? Thinking of the paper crane that disappeared out of thin air in her dream, a strong sense of loss filled Song Weichen's heart. She felt that she might never see Gu Cangyue again in this life.
Song Weichen secretly wondered what happened to her today, especially worrying about gains and losses. This kind of emotion was very abnormal and not like her at all.
"Brother Yuheng, let's go back."
Zhuang Yuheng took out a Shiquan Pill and asked Song Weichen to take it, and tightened her silk belt.
"I'm going to see Mianmian. After all, I'm my brother. We'll see you soon."
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Song Weichen returned to Tingfeng Mansion and found that Mo Tingfeng had returned and was sitting at the desk. He was stunned. He obviously held the file in his hand, but he didn't open it at all. His eyes were wandering to an unknown place.
“Knock, knock.”
Song Weichen stood by the door and knocked on the door frame, “Mr. Mo, Mao Ning~”
"Pa."
He shook his hand and dropped the file on the table. He quickly picked it up and opened it. He smiled at Song Weichen, his expression unnatural.
"Are you back? I heard Yu Heng said that you guys were taking a walk in the house. I didn't go to see you because I had something else to do."
Song Weichen glanced at his hand and opened it again. The anti-dossier, he paused when he wanted to step through the door and finally withdrew, smiling unnaturally as well.
"Well, you are busy, I will go back to the house to practice."
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Looking at Song Weichen's leaving figure, Mo Tingfeng's expression was extremely complicated. His fingers holding the file unconsciously exerted force, causing his joints to turn white.
How could he do such a thing!
I don’t know why I was at Qin Xueying’s place just now, but I saw Song Weichen’s first appearance in a trance, lying on the bed in his bedroom. She didn’t hide when he came, but stood up and hooked up with a smile. He called his name on his neck, and kissed Qin Xueying gently with a small mouth...
But when he came back to his senses, he went crazy and took the initiative to kiss Qin Xueying across the table. !
This, this is really...
"Brother Feng, you..."
Qin Xueying's beautiful eyes were shy, wanting to hide but not refusing, Mo Tingfeng just felt There was a roar in my head, and something suddenly collapsed!
"I...sorry! I'm not...I..."
Mo Tingfeng felt at a loss as to how he could do such a thing that was worse than a beast, and he was filled with worry There is no escape from frustration.
This was too abnormal. He was sure that he had not been bewitched by magic, nor could he have any feelings for Qin Xueying. Somehow, this happened.
Qin Xueying covered her chest with her clothes and shrank back, looking like she was being taken advantage of and trying to keep herself up.
"Brother Feng only has Miss Sangpu in his heart. Xueying understands that what happened today must be a misunderstanding. I won't tell anyone and just treat it as if it never happened."
"Hug, Sorry!"
Mo Tingfeng stood up in a panic, and accidentally swept a wine glass off the table. It fell to the ground with a crisp jade cracking sound - he almost escaped from the Lord's Mansion. .
But he didn't know that behind him, Qin Xueying kept staring at him, her eyes full of a hunter's smile.
She placed her hand on the Luo Xin Qin and gently stroked the body, but did not play any more.
“Hiss.”
Qin Xueying suddenly looked like she was in pain. She frowned and lifted up her skirt. She saw that her ankle was still wrapped with gauze, where she was bitten by the monkey. The wound didn't seem to be healed, and the gauze was still bleeding faintly.
Qin Xueying poured some of the remaining half-bottle of Wu Nian Water onto the wound. The pain made her cheek muscles tighten, and then drank the rest through the mouth of the bottle.
At this moment, Banxia knew that Mo Tingfeng had left and led a group of maids into the palace to serve.
"Banxia, take a bath."
"Yes, eldest princess."
Just as Banxia was about to leave, Qin Xueying stopped her again,
“Wait a minute, get me a silk handkerchief.”
Taking the silk handkerchief from Banxia, she wiped her lips fiercely, wishing to wipe off the skin, as if this would prevent the tenderness just now from happening.