The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

Could it be that the beauty Xianggong risked danger to save him just to kill him with his own hands?

What resentment and what resentment in the end?

Song Jingchen knew at a glance that Shen Yijia was thinking wrong, and interrupted her thoughts: "If I guessed correctly, the servant who died today shouldn't be the one who sprinkled tea on you, right?"

Shen Yijia nodded, what she wanted to say before was forgotten for a while.

After getting a positive answer, Song Jingchen explained that the little servant must have died without any accident. In addition to these two, there must be accomplices in the house, and their status is not low

In the afternoon, there was no news from the main courtyard. For many people at this time, no news is the best news, right?

On the second day after the departure of the Huns, the gates of Xunyang City reopened.

The people of the city gathered at the gate of the city, looking at the thick gate that was slowly lowered, tears welling up in their eyes one by one.

They can live!

First, the Xiongnu army besieged the city, and then it was abandoned by the imperial court. The hope of survival in the hearts of the people had already been shattered, but they did not want to turn around again.

Now, they are all grateful to the King of Anle who advanced and retreated with them, and the son of Shen who saved them and their misery.

On the contrary, the hatred of the imperial court even surpassed that of the Huns.

Although the Huns are also hateful, in the final analysis they have a different position, and it is understandable to have a war.

But what about the court? They are the people of the building, and the court will give up if they give up, how can it not be chilling.

Meng Jiang stood on the city wall and looked at the people who were hugging and crying below, and a big man around him also had red eyes.

"It's time to arrange for someone to repair the collapsed houses in the city, and also find a way to solve the problem of everyone's rations." Zuo Fei said coolly.

This house is well repaired, and there are still so many people in the city, but where to find food?

The imperial court has already abandoned Xunyang, and naturally it is impossible to count on it.

Besides, no matter what the imperial court is best, if it intervenes at this time, it would be disgusting.

Meng Jiang choked, thinking of the next headaches, his scalp felt numb, and he was no longer in the mood to hurt spring and autumn.

"Master, the little prince said he wanted to see you and the young lady." Nan Feng, who was sent by Song Jingchen to watch the movements of the Huns, returned to report.

A Xun did not go with the army yesterday, but stayed outside the city. Today, as soon as the city gate opened, he followed Nanfeng into the city while it was dark.

There was also Trodat who was worried about him alone. The marching speed of the army was slow, so they didn't have to worry about not being able to catch up when they started later.

Song Jingchen nodded, not surprised that Xun hadn't left yet.

"Sister." A Xun was wearing the clothes of the Central Plains today, as if he had become the poor little worm who would sell miserably to Shen Yijia.

As soon as Shen Yijia's eyes lit up, she wanted to pinch that cute little face, but was stopped by someone.

She was stunned for a moment, met Song Jingchen's black face, touched her nose, and the beautiful husband became very stingy.

"Young Master Song, why don't we talk in another place?" Zhuo Da said with a smile.

Song Jingchen pursed his lips, glanced at A Xun, who was not tall enough to reach his waist, and took Zhuo Da to the study.

In order to prevent the court from interfering in Xunyang's affairs without even losing face, he still needs to use the power of the Huns for the time being, of course, the premise is that the little prince regains the position of Shanyu.

When only the two of them were left in the flower hall, Xun walked up to Shen Yijia and looked up at her solemnly: "Sister, do you want to go to the royal court with me?"

In front of Shen Yijia, Xun would always subconsciously make himself behave like an ordinary child.

The only time he did something wrong was that he couldn't help but kill Ruohouchan.

Shen Yijia tilted her head, not understanding how A Xun would ask her this question.

But he still refused decisively: "No, I'll be where Xianggong is."

A Xun had long guessed that she would say this, but she was still a little disappointed to hear that, and persuaded him reluctantly: "If the Emperor of Xia knew that not only his legs were healthy, but he had also come to Xunyang privately, he would definitely not let him go. .

Even if he took a step back and said that Emperor Daxia didn't know about this, his side would not be safe.

But our royal court is different. When I take back the position of Shanyu, I will have the final say and I can protect you.

And we have prairie where you can run horses. You can also eat delicious barbecue..."

Shen Yijia imagined the picture he said in her mind, and it was so beautiful that she slapped her mouth a few times.

It sounded good, but she still shook her head firmly: "No, I'll be where my husband is."

She still has to wait for Beauty Xianggong to avenge her revenge, and then give birth to a bunch of little beauties with him to play, how can she leave alone.

Seeing her like this, Xun knew that he couldn't be persuaded.

This person looked so foolish, and that was only because there was nothing related to Song Jingchen.

He sighed like a little adult: "That's fine. If you are wronged, or that person bullies you, you must come to me."

Beauty Xianggong will not bully her. As for being wronged, Shen Yijia thinks that no one else can do it.

Shen Yijia didn't take it seriously, but she thought that Xun was also concerned about herself, and she had refused twice before, so it's not too bad to give this little boy face.

Nodding very seriously: "Okay, I'll go and play with you when I'm free."

Seeing Shen Yijia's expression, Xun knew that she didn't take her words to heart.

This man is so stupid that he doesn't know that men are the most unreliable, but if he wasn't stupid, he wouldn't have been fooled by him.

He shook his head helplessly: "That must be remembered."

After thinking about it, I was afraid that what I just said would scare people, and said solemnly: "But don't worry too much, I will help you."

Shen Yijia was moved and amused by his appearance.

Reaching out to touch his little head, he nodded solemnly like him: "Okay, I'm not worried."

"You should go." Song Jingchen didn't know when he came back, his eyes fixed on Shen Yijia's hand on A Xun's head.

Shen Yijia was stunned for a moment, then retracted her hand, opened her mouth with a smile and grabbed his arm: "Xianggong, are you finished talking?"

"Well." Song Jingchen took her hand down and held it, looked at A Xun and said, "I shouldn't need me to send you out of the city."

A Xun pouted, this person is really annoying, he obviously needs their help.

Due to the kindness of A Xun just now, Shen Yijia originally wanted to send it.

The most important thing is that although she doesn't quite understand what A Xun will face when she returns this time, the replacement of the royal court is not a trivial matter.

He's still so young, which is worrisome.

But Yaoji's return prevented her from going.

"How could you be injured so badly?" Shen Yijia said in surprise.

Fang Cai Mo Yuan suddenly came to report that Yaoji was back.

Seeing that her expression was wrong, she and Song Jingchen came to Yaoji's room together.

Yaoji was probably sent out at this hour the day before yesterday, but he hadn't seen him for two days, and the people who were running around were lying on the bed covered in blood.

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No prize quiz: 1. Who is the accomplice hiding in the mansion?

2. What does Miss Mo Yuan have to do with Jia Jia?

Thanks to Xiuxiu and He Xinyue for the reward and refill.

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