The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

I don't know when, the originally sunny sky outside became gloomy, and the rows of bamboos planted in the yard were rustled by the wind.

A cool, wet wind blew in, and it started to rain in the sky.

Shen Yijia shrank her neck, and before she could speak, Mo Yuan took a step forward and closed the window for her.

"The weather is getting colder, Miss, please put on more clothes." Mo Yuan's tone of voice was not very emotional, but she was caring about people.

If it wasn't for Shen Yijia's accustomed to her tone, she would really wonder if she owed her the monthly money.

Oh, no, she seems to have never sent Mo Yuan monthly money.

Shen Yijia pursed her lips, took out a piece of broken silver from her purse in pain and handed it to him, about one or two.

"Well, this is your monthly money."

Mo Yuan was stunned: "Slaves don't need monthly money."

"Oh, you can take it if you give it to you. Even if you don't spend it, you can save it. Later, when you get married, you will buy a dowry for yourself." Shen Yijia couldn't refuse and put the money directly into her hands.

Mo Yuan looked down at the silver in her hand: "Slaves don't marry."

Shen Yijia just pretended that she didn't hear it, how could anyone not marry. Now that I say that, it's just because I haven't met a man as good-looking as Beauty Xianggong.

Hey, what a pity, she has already taken the lead.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, hitting the windows and making a crackling sound.

"Let's go to the front yard to wait for your uncle." It's raining, and the beauty husband should come back early, maybe even soaked wet, then she can...

Shen Yijia smirked for a long time, the more she thought about it, the more feasible she felt, so she opened the door and ran out.

Mo Yuan quickly caught up with her umbrella.

The two went through the second gate to the front yard. They didn't see the beautiful husband, but they saw Shangguan Han walking in the rain.

Shen Yijia frowned, is this guy dying?

Previously, Song Jingchen had Mo Yuan give Shangguan Han a medicine similar to Wangyou San but not lethal.

Although there is an antidote, it is poisonous anyway. I had been lying in bed for so many days, and when I woke up, I was overeating, and it turned out that I was really sick for several days.

The beauty Xianggong probably did not expect this person to be so weak, and went to see him several times because of guilt.

The reason why I'm so busy right now is not because this guy doesn't do anything.

Shen Yijia walked over angrily, grabbed his collar and dragged him down the porch, gritted his teeth and asked, "Have you lived enough?"

Shangguan Han was stunned for a moment, and saw who was coming. Aggrieved, he curled his lips: "sister-in-law, Doctor Fang is dead."

Shen Yijia thought that this person's daughter-in-law ran away with her, she looked like a ghost.

She rolled her eyes: "Is he just dead now?"

This person is really useless, everyone will poison him. I didn't kill people immediately, let's just die now, why are you still sad here?

Shangguan Han choked, knowing that Shen Yijia had misunderstood, he waved his hands and said: "I'm not sad about his death, but he committed suicide before I could find out who instructed him to poison him, I feel a little useless. ."

Shangguan Han was indeed a little angry when he first learned that Doctor Fang betrayed him, but he had experienced it once before, so he was relieved quickly.

It's not a little useless, it's very useless. Shen Yijia complained in her heart, afraid that this person would not be able to bear it mentally, so she didn't dare to say it.

After thinking about it, she analyzed: "I didn't say it without saying it. Is it hard to guess? After all, it's not your brothers, or your father can't run away."

Shangguan Han: I feel even more sad when you say that, can't you comfort him?

"Miss, the uncle is back." Mo Yuan's voice came from the side, and Shen Yijia was overjoyed. When she turned her head, she saw Song Jingchen striding towards her in the heavy rain.

"Xianggong, you're back." She changed her fierceness towards Shangguan Hanshi, instantly transformed into a little woman, and ran towards Song Jingchen.

Song Jingchen hurriedly walked a few steps, and said in his mouth, "It's raining, don't come out." "

"Oh." Shen Yijia stopped her steps obediently, and stared at the man who was getting closer and closer.

Shangguan Han, who was beside him, widened his eyes. Is this the same person who just dragged him back from the rain and was fierce?

Shen Yijia's gaze swept over Song Jingchen's body. He was wearing a strong black suit today, his whole body was soaked in the rain, and the clothes were close to his body, not embarrassing, but revealed his sturdy body.

She swallowed: "Xiaogong, your clothes are all wet, let's go back to the room and change."

As he said that, he leaned against him, um, Xianggong can only look at it himself, and can't let others look at it.

Song Jingchen held his forehead helplessly, but it was really uncomfortable to wear wet clothes, so he didn't refute.

She reached out and took the umbrella from Mo Yuan's hand, and protected Shen Yijia back to the yard.

Mo Yuan: "."

Shangguan Han, who was shivering from the cold: "..."

Yaoji and Nanfeng who are still drenched in the rain: "."

A few of them live here, can they both see?

As for the dumplings, they ran back to the bamboo courtyard as soon as they came back.

The servant had already prepared hot water, and Shen Yijia followed Song Jingchen to the bathroom door step by step. She didn't want the person in front to stop suddenly, and she bumped into his back.

Song Jingchen looked back at her and pursed her lips: "Jiajia, go and get me a change of clothes."

Shen Yijia touched her little nose: "Oh, good. I'll be right back, don't wash it too fast."

Seeing the figure of Shen Yijia who ran away in a flash, Song Jingchen breathed a sigh of relief, this little goblin seduces him every day, and he feels that it is too easy for him to hold back.

He shook his head, walked into the bathroom, and fastened the door bolt. Before this, Song Jingchen never thought that there would be a day when the door lock was not for anything else, but to protect his daughter-in-law.

Shen Yijia happily came back holding Song Jingchen's clothes, pushed the door, but didn't open it.

Push it again, still not moving.

Shen Yijia: ? ?

"Xianggong, did you forget me outside?" Shen Yijia reluctantly knocked on the door and asked resentfully.

After a while, Song Jingchen's magnetic voice came from inside: "I suddenly remembered that there are my clothes in here, Jiajia, go back to your room first."

Shen Yijia puffed out her cheeks and said, "Hey, it's a trick again.

She pinched her fingers, resisting the urge to break in. Forget it, Xianggong is too shy, the days are still long, take it slow, you can always see the abdominal muscles.

Although so comforting herself, Shen Yijia still walked around the door several times before giving up and leaving.

Sending Song Jingchen's clothes back to the room, remembering that when he was at home, Mrs. Li would prepare a bowl of ginger soup for them at this time, and went to the small kitchen after a short walk.

The old woman who bought wontons didn't say that if you want to grab a man's heart, you have to grab his stomach first.

She decided to start with ginger soup.