The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

The beauty Xianggong did this because he promised that he would not give others the chance to speak ill of him, otherwise he would not have done it before.

"Cousin, you didn't tell me to lie down for such a long time." Shangguan Han swept through the clouds and ate all the meals served by the steward Wan before looking at Song Jingchen with his stomach in accusation.

Song Jingchen raised his eyebrows: "The one in your house is hiding too deeply."

He didn't expect Doctor Fang to endure it for so long.

He threw a booklet to Shangguan Han: "The names on it are all given by Doctor Fang. I have them locked up, and you decide what to do with them."

He can't do everything for Shangguan Han, he always has to grow up to be on his own.

Shangguanhan's face was stunned. If it wasn't for his sister-in-law this time, he probably wouldn't know how he died.

Song Jingchen didn't want to comfort him. After speaking, he stood up and prepared to leave with Shen Yijia. He paused after thinking of something: "You'd better let the housekeeper go out of the house to help you bring a doctor to the house to wait."

"Why? Why? Who is sick?" Shangguan Han asked at Song Jingchen's back as he left.

The latter didn't turn his head back as if he didn't hear it.

Sure enough, at night, there was news from the main courtyard that Shangguan Han had a stomach ache, and Butler Wan hurriedly went to find the doctor.

Shen Yijia was overjoyed when she heard that, she glanced at the person beside her, pouted, belly black.

Obviously, it can be reminded at the beginning, but I have to watch people eat Haisai.

That's why the housekeeper Wan was too excited because Shangguan Han woke up, and the people who cared were confused, otherwise he would not ignore this point at ordinary times.

"It's your turn to go." Song Jingchen raised his head from the book and glanced at the person who didn't know what he was thinking, and knocked on the chessboard as a reminder.

"Oh." Shen Yijia scratched her head, staring at the chessboard for a long while, really wanting to hang herself up and give her a kick.

Thinking of something, her eyes lit up, and her little hand grabbed her own chess and ate the opponent's pawn.

Song Jingchen rolled his eyes, his eyes jumped, and he corrected: "You made the wrong move, the horses go to the sun, like flying fields."

Shen Yijia hurriedly stopped Song Jingchen's hand to put the two pieces back in place, and explained seriously: "My horse is not the same as yours, mine is a thousand miles horse, of course I can walk the field."

Song Jingchen looked at her rogue appearance, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he endured it.

My daughter-in-law, I am used to it, it is not impossible to make a move.

But Shen Yijia is obviously not a person who knows how to stop. After taking this step, it seems that the whole person has been opened up to the second line of Ren and Du.

He killed Song Jingchen's chess pieces all the way.

Song Jingchen: "The elephant cannot cross the river."

Shen Yijia blinked her eyes seriously: "mine is a Dumbo, it can fly, isn't it normal to fly over?"

Song Jingchen:  …

My own daughter-in-law is my own and cannot be beaten.

No need for Song Jingchen's reminder next, Shen Yijia explained every step she took.

"This soldier of mine is a scout. After inquiring about the enemy's information, I have to report back."

Where is the information that you need to investigate? Song Jingchen was numb, and he didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, so he took a step and turned the situation back.

A quarter of an hour later, with a snap, a chess piece replaced Song Jingchen's from the chessboard, and Shen Yijia jumped up from the stool in surprise: "I won."

Song Jingchen rubbed his temples and said unbearably, "That soldier is my chess piece."

Using his taxi to eat his generals, he didn't believe what reason could Shen Yijia come up with.

Shen Yijia paused, bared her teeth, and raised her chin proudly: "I didn't expect it. Actually, that soldier is a meticulous work that I placed beside you, waiting to take you down in one fell swoop when you are not prepared."

Song Jingchen felt that his brain was not enough, he knew that these were all false ideas, but he didn't know where to refute it.

It is indeed good to have Maxima; the scouts can also retreat; as for Dumbo, he has never seen or maybe this little goblin has.

Arranging detailed work, isn't this doctor just a detailed work? This is all about selling now.

No, is chess played like this? Song Jingchen held his forehead, and was almost taken by Shen Yijia again.

Shen Yijia felt a little proud when she saw that the beautiful husband was fooled by her, and at the same time he was quietly relieved.

Too, it's too hard to talk about, and I will never play chess with the beauty Xianggong again.

But if you win, there is a reward. She stretched out two fingers with one hand on her hips and the other, and her eyes showed anticipation: "I owe you a reward, and you owe me a reward. So in total, you have to promise me two things."

Song Jingchen: What logic is this? Whether it's giving rewards or begging, it's her who has the final say?

Shen Yijia: Yes, that's right.

At this time, Nanfeng walked into the flower hall and took out a stack of envelopes from his arms: "Master, a letter from Xiagou Village."

The home they left in mid-August is now well into October.

It's been more than a month since they left home. Shen Yijia still wonders about living in Xiagou Village, and she doesn't know if the brats in the family have practiced martial arts well.

Shen Yijia snatched the letter from Nanfeng before Song Jingchen could speak, and there were several letters.

She glanced roughly, and the letter was signed by Mrs. Li. The thickest letter was jointly signed by several children, and several names were written on the envelope.

What surprised Shen Yijia was that there was still a letter from Xiao Ruoshui, which should have been sent to Xiagou Village, and Mrs. Li helped her send it together.

Well, there is another letter that Fan Mingyuan wrote to Song Jingchen.

Only this one of the four letters belonged to him, Shen Yijia glanced at him sympathetically, and handed him the thin envelope.

She wasn't interested in Fan Mingyuan, so let the beauty Xianggong see it for herself.

Since she had sneaked away overnight, Shen Yijia felt most guilty towards Li, so she opened Li's letter first.

She didn't say anything to blame in the letter, she should have known that she had reunited with Song Jingchen.

As long as you take good care of yourself, you will hide behind Song Jingchen in case of danger and let him come forward.

Don't let yourself get hurt, if Song Jingchen bullied him and went back and told her that she would help clean up Song Jingchen, in short, it was just some words of concern for her.

Shen Yijia has never felt mother's love in two lifetimes, and at this moment, she really felt it, and her eyes were red when she saw it.

Song Jingchen didn't know why, glanced at the letter in her hand, guessed why she was like this, put her in his arms in distress, and comforted her silently.

Shen Yijia buried her little head in his arms and rubbed it, and looked up to see a patch of water stains and sticky things on the front of his shirt.

She sniffed, glanced at Song Jingchen secretly, and continued to bury her head in reading the letter with a guilty conscience.

Song Jingchen saw her small movements in his eyes, and his head was suddenly covered with black lines. He resisted the urge to throw people out, and immediately went to change his clothes.

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