The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

The original host, who was only five years old, made a mess and wanted to give it to the Wang family, but happened to come across this scene.

So far, after a serious illness, the little girl who had a cheerful and cheerful personality became submissive and timid.

Song Jingchen didn't get to the bottom of it, he let go of her hand and said softly, "It's just a dream, don't worry about it."

Shen Yijia bit her cheek, she inherited this body, should she help her original mother kill Shen Pingxiu?

Alas, headache.

I don't want to, let's talk about it later.

Shen Yijia lay down again, but she lost sleep and kept her eyes open for a long time.

He suddenly turned his head to look at Song Jingchen, and asked cautiously, "If your leg is healed, will you go and avenge your father-in-law and the others?"

If she goes, will she have a chance to see Shen Pingxiu again?

Song Jingchen was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting that she would suddenly ask this, and lowered her eyes.

Will his legs be able to stand up again? But is it important? In any case, he wants to make those people pay for it with blood.

After a long time, Shen Yijia thought he would not answer, but listened to him: "Never gave up."

Since she wanted this person to stay by her side, Song Jingchen didn't plan to hide it, if she wanted to leave.

It's still too late

After saying this, Song Jingchen didn't say more.

Shen Yijia understood, that was the meaning of meeting, she leaned over and hugged Song Jingchen gently, and said softly, "Your legs will get better, and I will help you too."

She can't do anything else, she's the first to fight.

It was not the first time that Song Jingchen heard Shen Yijia say that his legs would be better. He didn't believe it before, but thinking that the person in front of him was not a human at all, maybe they monsters really have a solution.

He turned his head to meet Shen Yijia's clear eyes, and said, "Will you be injured? Do you need to pay anything?"

He once read a strange story, and it was written in it that the demon body has a demon pill, which can save people; take it out, the demon will die.

Shen Yijia: "?"

Why did she get hurt when she was so good? It hurts a lot, okay? She can't answer this, even if the husband is good-looking.

Song Jingchen thought that Shen Yijia was reluctant to reveal his identity. Compared to the first disappointment, now he had thought about it, and the only thing he was curious about was what kind of demon Shen Yijia was.

Like her, sometimes showing her teeth and claws, and sometimes being obedient, she is a bit like a cat demon.

He rubbed Shen Yijia's little head, sighed and said, "If it costs you what to pay, it doesn't matter if my legs are better."

Shen Yijia: "."

What the hell have you figured out, it doesn't matter what you call it? But she didn't dare to ask, because she was afraid that if she asked, she would have to tell her secret.

As for what she needs to pay, it is raw chewing a lot of wild ginseng that is hard to swallow, and a drop of spiritual liquid that can condense in fifteen days.

Although this is a bit uncomfortable, but for the sake of Xianggong Mei, she can bear it completely.

The two were not on the same channel at all, but they both tacitly stopped talking.

Song Jingchen didn't say that he was afraid that Shen Yijia would be embarrassed, and felt that he was inquiring about her identity.

Shen Yijia was trying to keep her secrets that had been distorted by Song Jingchen.

The snow has been falling for four consecutive days and there is no tendency to stop. The road to the town has long been covered with snow. Fortunately, there is enough food at home, so they don't have to worry about running out of food.

During these four days, Shen Yijia persistently chewed her cheeks until she wiped out the pile of wild ginseng.

He successfully raised the spiritual fluid to level three, and at the same time fell asleep for a whole day.

The third level is one drop every fifteen days, which has been changed before.