Dajing Sun and Moon

Chapter 109 House fighting

Stepping into the sleeping hall, Xia Houchun and Yang Zhong were stationed outside, while Fang Xirou and Murong Yanying walked inside.

After a little effort, the two came out with frowns and glanced at Xia Houchun.

He immediately stepped forward, "What do you say?"

After Murong Yan was silent for a while, he said slowly: "Your sister is ill for two reasons, one of which is that she was hurt emotionally, imprisoned herself, unwilling to get out."

Song Jing on the side looked nervous, and asked repeatedly: "Dare to ask the girl what you mean by this?"

She sighed softly, her eyes flashed, and she said softly: "According to Murong's knowledge, Miss Zhuowen seems to have committed lovesickness, but what is puzzling is that this lovesickness is not voluntary."

Song Jing was stunned, and an angry look flashed across his face, and he flatly denied it: "Lovesickness? Impossible! This officer has never heard of any little thief that my little girl had."

The masked man sneered, "Didn't you just say that you visited an old friend? Could it be that it's impossible for your daughter to fall in love with that Xiao girl?"

Song Jing's expression changed, he seemed to be remorseful, and even more angry, "If it really is that kid who killed my family Zhuowen, Song can't spare him!"

Xia Houchun pondered for a while, then turned to Murong Yan and asked, "Another reason?"

Murong Yan sighed softly, "You should come and see for yourself."

The women's boudoir is rarely visited by outsiders, let alone men.

But who is Xia Houchun, he said the same thing, Song Jing also inexplicably trusted this 'student', and said without hesitation: "Your Highness, follow me."

Immediately led Xia Houchun into Song Zhuowen's boudoir.

As soon as he entered the cabinet, Xia Houchun frowned.

A pungent smell of traditional Chinese medicine filled the air, withered wormwood hung on the carved windows, sulfur powder, minced green onion, ginger and garlic, etc. were sprinkled in the corners of the walls, and a palm-sized obsidian crystal was hung at the door of the room.

When the warm sun shines for the first time, there will be rays of light obliquely, dazzling and soul-stirring.

In addition, the mahogany spirit sword, the eight trigrams array, and the red red text of the yellow talisman were plastered all over the boudoir.

"Which Taoist priest set this up? What is it for?" Xia Houchun asked with a frown.

Song Jing smiled wryly and said: "It's an old Taoist priest who said that it can exorcise evil spirits and capture the soul, so as to prevent Zhuo Wen from lingering."

Xia Houchun waved his hands and said, "These are just ordinary tricks, and have nothing to do with exorcising evil spirits."

Song Jing kept silent, what he could do was just asking for peace of mind.

Lifting the bead curtain, a delicate figure from the back came into view on the sick bed.

Quiet like a delicate flower shining in the water, and behave like a weak willow supporting the wind.

Xia Houchun's eyes were complicated, and he said softly, "Sister Zhuowen, are you okay?"

Turning around from the back, Wei Lan stared at him.

I saw Long Yan bending her eyebrows and frowning lightly, as if she was filled with sorrow and pain, which made people feel pity and love subconsciously.

Her eyes were empty and she was dazed, but what was strange was that her voice was melodious, loud and clear but not gentle, it was as calm as the sound of nature, and as calm as flowing water.

And he refused to let people go thousands of miles away, "Father, you don't need to give me a diagnosis and treatment, Zhuowen is fine."

Song Jing had a bitter expression on his face, and couldn't help saying: "Wen'er, what is your difficulty and suffering, can you tell Dad, okay, what's wrong with you, tell Dad quickly."

He looked sad, "Even if you marry that young hero, Daddy will agree to you."

Unexpectedly, Song Zhuowen's face changed when he heard the words, his face turned pale, and he gritted his lips.

Xia Houchun's heart moved, and after comforting Song Jing, he invited him to the outer hall temporarily.

Song Jing grabbed Xia Houchun's arm, "His Royal Highness, can you see any symptoms? How is my daughter?"

After pondering for a while, Xia Houchun and Murong Yan looked at each other, and he said in a deep voice: "If my prediction is correct, sister Zhuowen must have been plotted against."

Song Jing frowned upon hearing the words: "Have been tricked? What do you mean?"

At this moment, the silent Murong Yan sighed softly, "Master Song, do you know the art of casting curses?"

Song Jing's face was startled, "Curse-casting technique? Could it be that Zhuowen was given the spell-casting technique?"

Murong Yan condensed his face and said solemnly: "The wish to drop the curse belongs to the secret method of the Taoist sect, and it is to communicate the will of heaven with the method of the law, so as to achieve the wish of people.

There are two kinds of this technique, one is to cleverly take the eyesight in exchange for the blessing of the power of the underworld, and then apply it to the human body to achieve the purpose of killing form and spirit.

The second is to refine talismans and draw patterns to set up formations, to seize the power of heaven and earth for one's own use, and to disinfect people. This is the same as the way of formations. "

She paused, and said in a deep voice: "Miss Song was cast with the 'Curse Casting Technique' by means of treachery. Although they are thousands of miles away, they can manipulate people like marionettes and play with them." Between the palms."

Song Jing was as green as water, and said in a cold voice: "There is such a vicious technique in this world, that Xiao's child really deserves to be hacked into pieces."

Fang Xirou stepped forward to inspect Song Zhuowen, and then said in a low voice: "As you said, Miss Song had a young heart at the beginning, fell in lovesickness, and felt empty in her heart, so that person took the opportunity to curse her.

But the power of Taoism is not endless. Although they can be controlled remotely, the effect will be greatly reduced. "

Xia Houchun raised his eyes and saw that Song Zhuowen didn't feel any discomfort all over his body, but his delicate body was afraid of the cold and heat, and even shivered from the scorching sun. He lived in the dark all year round, and his skin was a little sickly white.

After listening to Fang Xirou's words, he narrowed his eyes slightly, "You mean, there are people around here exerting influence on sister Zhuowen all the time?"

Murong Yan nodded lightly, "Sister Fang's words are correct, it is precisely because of the day and night assaults that Miss Song suffered from heart disease and external problems, which made her weak all year round, and the illness caused this."

Fang Xirou's eyes were dark, "To be precise, Miss Song was first cursed with a descending curse, and then her mind was controlled by a sorcerer's magic, which caused her to be in a daze all day long, like a walking dead."

Song Jing was stunned when he heard the words, and then he was furious, "Damn it! No wonder Mr. Song moved several times and searched for famous doctors but couldn't do any surgery. It turns out that someone deliberately targeted Mr. Song. Who is it and who is so vicious?"

Xia Houchun frowned: "Is it possible to find out who did it?"

Murong Yan looked at the masked man, and the masked man looked at Fang Xirou, and replied in unison: "Yes!"

The masked man paused, "However, it can only be limited to a general range. That person hides too deeply, so it's hard to find out."

When she said this, she looked at Song Jing.

I saw Song Jing's complexion changed slightly, he seemed to be stunned, relieved, and depressed, and more of it was self-blame and guilt.

Xia Houchun was thoughtful, could there be something strange about this matter?
Fang Xirou winked at Xia Houchun, and secretly said: "I'm afraid we won't get along well with this matter."

Xia Houchun's heart moved, and he echoed: "Do you know the person who cast the spell?"

Fang Xirou shook his head imperceptibly, and replied: "I don't know, but I see that there seem to be two completely different auras in this boudoir, one is weak and weak, and the other is natural and flattering."

Xia Houchun understood, it turned out that his family had intervened in Song Jing's internal struggle in the back house.

This thing has always been a 'taboo', even people close to it can't say more.

After all, it's just a couple's business.

However, he couldn't turn a blind eye to Song Zhuowen's condition. After pondering for a while, he calmed down Song Jing and asked:
"Master Song, Xiahou has something to ask."

The angry expression on Song Jing's Shen Ning face gradually calmed down. After taking a deep breath, he asked, "Excuse me, Your Highness."

Xia Houchun looked directly at Song Jing, and asked in a concentrated voice, "Where is Zhuowen's biological mother?"

Song Jing opened his mouth, hesitated to speak, and finally turned into a sigh.

He looked at the sitting upright on the sickbed with complicated eyes, staring blankly,
After pursing his lips for a moment, he said in a harsh voice, "Zhaowen's biological mother has died of illness for many years and is no longer alive."

Xia Houchun pressed on step by step, "Then I don't know which Gaozhi family Master Song is continuing?"

After Song Jing was silent for a while, "It's the offshoot of the Xiao family."

No wonder.

No wonder Zhuo Wen got sick, it turned out to be plotted by his stepmother.

Xia Houchun suddenly realized, I said why did you go to have a secret meeting with the Xiao family, it turned out to be visiting relatives.

After Song Zhuowen's illness was solved, Song Jing no longer concealed it, and immediately informed the relationship between his family and the Xiao family one by one.

After listening to the end, Xia Houchun gradually realized that the father and daughter of the Song family were probably being targeted by the Xiao family from the very beginning.

Xia Houchun sighed softly, "Master Song, you have suffered."

Song Jing smiled wryly and shook his head, "It's okay for me to suffer, but this child has lost his mother since he was a child, and has suffered a lot with me."

After finishing speaking, he bowed to Xia Houchun and said, "Your Highness, please save the little girl. If there is any request, I will do my best to repay it."

Xia Houchun helped him up, "Master Song, please get up quickly. Zhuo Wen is also my sister, so she will die without saving her. Don't worry, with Xia Hou here, she will be safe and sound."

He immediately looked at Fang Xirou and Murong Yan, and said in a deep voice, "Is there any way to make my sister recover as soon as possible?"

Murong Yan frowned slightly, and said: "Your sister has been ill for many years and needs to be recuperated slowly. If you suddenly take a strong medicine, it may have the opposite effect."

Fang Xirou also took the lead in this matter, agreeing and seconding the proposal, "Illness is like a mountain falling, and getting rid of illness is like spinning silk. Since she has been ill for a long time, she can't be cured with strong medicine."

Fang Xirou waved at Xia Houchun, "You're an outsider, so don't worry about it, leave it to us."

Xia Houchun nodded lightly: "That's fine, then I'll have you two."

Song Jing also heaved a sigh of relief, and bowed to Murongyan and the two: "The little girl will be handed over to the two girls."

Fang Xirou was bold and generous, and waved her hand slightly.

Murong Yan smiled lightly, "It's Murong's luck to be able to serve you."

Song Jing's face softened.

Xia Houchun suddenly slapped his forehead and told Song Jing about Ding Zhongyin's dispatch of troops outside the city.

Let him issue a warrant and send it to Ding Zhongyin.

Unexpectedly, Song Jing hesitated, "Your Highness, this matter may be difficult."

Xia Houchun raised his brows, looked at Song Jing seriously, and thought to himself, could it be that this person has already been captured by the local forces in Qinzhou?

Song Jing smiled wryly, cupped his fists and said, "Your Highness, don't worry, that General Ding will be safe and sound, but I'm afraid the low-ranking officer will not be able to issue this secret military order."

He said apologetically: "Your Highness, you should know that half a decade ago, the Southern Yan invaded the north, and Yunxiao was about to go south. The central government has issued an iron order. All troops stationed in towns must have the central government's orders and edicts before they can be mobilized. Otherwise, it will be treason." rebel."

Xia Houchun's face turned serious, "Is the matter so serious?"

Song Jing was stunned, "Does Your Highness not know?"

He hesitated for a moment, before he said in a deep voice: "Just a few days ago, the central government sent Prime Minister Zhang to go south to Xiangfan to guard against Yan thieves!"

boom! !

Xia Houchun's expression changed.

"what?"

Zhang Xiang went south!
At this moment, a soft and charming voice came from outside the Nuan Pavilion:
"My lord, why didn't you tell the servants about the arrival of the guests?"

(End of this chapter)