The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

But he didn't want him to wait and wait and didn't see anyone. Instead, he heard someone coming to report that his cousin had also returned.

He also thought that it must be the cousin who thinks that a woman is not easy to meet a foreigner, and the cousin will definitely bring her over, but he waited until the servant said that the two had gone back to the bamboo courtyard.

With such an unreliable pair of brothers and sisters, he was very curious about this sister-in-law who dared to cross a big Xia country alone to chase her husband, so he could only come over by himself.

Mentioning Shen Yijia, Song Jingchen's face softened immediately and said, "She has already rested, come back another day."

Does this mean to send him away?

Shangguan Han returned to his room in a daze, and after listening to the servant's explanation of what happened at the door of the mansion, he became even more curious about his miraculous sister-in-law.

Song Jingchen cooked the porridge, which was enough for a bowl. He pursed his lips, thinking about where to get some meat and come back to Shen Yijia to repair his body.

Not knowing when she would wake up, Song Jingchen went to the stove and stuffed some more firewood, and put the porridge in it to keep the water warm. Just as he was about to go back to the room first, Yaoji came over again.

He came to ask for sin, after all, the young lady was brought by him, although he did not voluntarily.

He thought that he was going to be punished, but Song Jingchen didn't want to say anything, just let him describe everything on the way in detail.

Hearing that Mo Yuan wrapped around Shen Yijia and called her little miss when she saw her, Song Jingchen frowned.

Yaoji glanced at him cautiously, and then gritted his teeth and told Qian Youde, and sure enough, his master's face turned black.

As soon as he didn't do it, he told the story of saving A Xun and the assassination of the Huns.

...

Shen Yijia was really exhausted, and when Song Jingchen returned to the room, he still hadn't woken up. He sat by the bed and quietly looked at her sleeping face, involuntarily remembered what Yaoji said.

As long as he thinks that this girl has suffered so much all the way to find him, Song Jingchen is both distressed and regretful. If he knew this, why did he leave without saying goodbye?

He should take her by his side, no matter what danger he encounters, at least he has to accompany her, which is better than being alone.

"Xiang Gong." Shen Yijia opened her eyes and saw Song Jingchen, her eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on her face, she got up and wanted to rush into his arms.

Song Jingchen came back to his senses, and opened his hand to pick it up dotingly, but he didn't want Shen Yijia to suddenly turn face down halfway and threw back on the bed.

oh, my face hurts...

She remembered what she had forgotten, because she was so excited to see the beauty, she forgot to be angry with him, and forgot to beat him...

She, she, she is a man of his word.

Song Jingchen didn't know that someone was secretly poking in his heart to find him to settle accounts in the autumn.

Still feeling distressed about the pounce she just made, she reached out to pick her up to see if she was hurt.

Shen Yijia sensed his movement, rolled into the bed to avoid Song Jingchen's hand, turned her back to him, and did not let him look at her.

Song Jingchen was stunned, his hands froze in the air, if he didn't know what Shen Yijia meant by now, then he was not Song Jingchen.

He smiled helplessly and said softly, "I just made porridge myself, do you want to drink it?"

Mei Xianggong cooked it himself?

Shen Yijia got up with a grunt, turned back and glanced at Song Jingchen, puffed out her cheeks, and raised her chin: "Hmph, don't think that I won't be angry after drinking your porridge, it's hard for me to coax me."

Song Jingchen was so amused by her appearance that she couldn't help laughing softly, meeting Shen Yijia's accusing little eyes, she quickly put away her smile, and nodded earnestly: "Okay, then you have to have enough to eat before you have the strength to be angry with me. no?"

"Well, that's fine." Shen Yijia licked her lips and reluctantly agreed.

Song Jingchen held back his laughter, clenched his fist into a fist and coughed lightly.

He quickly went to the kitchen and brought the porridge over. The porridge was so thick that it was fragrant even if nothing was added.

Shen Yijia was already starving, so she devoured the porridge.

Mei Xianggong is right, you have the strength to be angry when you are full, and the two things are not in conflict.

Seeing that she was satisfied with just a bowl of white porridge, Song Jingchen only felt sore and bloated.

He pursed his lips, reached out and rubbed Shen Yijia's head lightly, and said distressedly: "Drink slowly, I'll go see if I can bring some prey back tomorrow, and I'll cook something delicious for you."

Except for the horses in the city, the other animals that could be eaten had already been slaughtered.

Fortunately, the food he brought back this time is enough to last for a few days, and...

Shen Yijia was stunned for a moment, swallowed the porridge in her mouth, and curled her lips: "Just let you touch this, you can't do it until you coax me well."

After speaking, he angrily shoved the remaining half bowl of porridge into Song Jingchen's hand, and fell onto the bed and wrapped the quilt from head to toe: "Hmph, I'm full, you are not allowed to sleep here at night.

Also, I'm punishing you now to finish the porridge I've had, otherwise... otherwise I'll be even more angry, and you won't be able to coax you even more. "

Song Jingchen looked at the half bowl of porridge in his hand, and his heart felt as uncomfortable as being stabbed by a needle.

In fact, there is still some polished rice in the kitchen, but he wants to keep it for her to cook porridge. The same is true for the brown rice he brought back today...

He smiled wryly and shook his head, how stupid is this girl? Obviously understand everything.

He didn't force people to get up and finish the rest of the porridge, but after he was obedient, he gently pulled the quilt and said dumbly, "I'm done."

"Understood, I'm going to sleep, you go."

Shen Yijia's gruff voice came from the quilt.

Song Jingchen was silent for a while, then sighed and said, "I'll sleep in the room next to you. If anything happens, just call me loudly."

After waiting for a while, Shen Yijia didn't wait for Shen Yijia to speak again. Instead, a rhythmic grunt sounded, one after another, as if humming a tune.

Song Jingchen chuckled lightly and walked out of the room with the bowl in hand.

He knew that Shen Yijia was pretending to be asleep, so naturally he could just stay away.

But thinking of that bowl of porridge, he still came out. In order not to let her have a bowl of white porridge, he was reluctant to solve the problem from the root.

"I knew you would come, Song Shizi of the Great Xia Kingdom." A Xun sat upright on the chair, because he was not tall enough to have two feet suspended in the air, swaying.

He stared at the masked man who suddenly appeared in his room.

With a shrewd face, there is no place to look cute and pitiful in front of Shen Yijia.

Song Jingchen raised his eyebrows, sat down opposite him, and took off his mask and put it aside.

The Huns were warlike and cultivated from childhood.

Even an ordinary child should not be underestimated, let alone as the little prince of the royal court, if he is not smart enough, I am afraid that he will not grow up and become the ghost of others.

Therefore, Song Jingchen did not treat him as a child at all.

"So you're following your wife specifically to find me?"

Thanks Akutagawa, a natural reward