The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

Shen Yijia's heart was hit by 10,000 critical hits. The men and women in the book were dating each other. They were tired and crooked, and ended up with her...

When she came up, she was beaten, and after the beating, she reasoned, and after the reasoning, she had to check her "homework".

In the end, she came to a conclusion that Song Jingchen is a big pig's hoof who doesn't understand the style.

Shen Yijia was depressed for a long time with her writing brush, and there was a sound of tapping on the desk.

"If this brush breaks again, it will be copied three more times." Song Jingchen gave a ruthless reminder as he immersed himself in the drawing of the bow and crossbow.

Shen Yijia shuddered, and almost lost her strength, causing the brush in her hand to die again.

She glanced at the corpses that had no idea how many brushes were in the basket, twitched the corners of her mouth, and continued to write as appointed.

This matter started that night when Song Jingchen took her to point out the typos one by one.

After one pass, there will be one typo in every three cards on average, and sometimes there will be two or three in one card.

God knows that she was very serious when she copied it, why are they all crooked at the end, Shen Yijia quibbled and said that it was because they looked too similar.

In the end, the Xi mentions the award and reprints it again...

In order to supervise her, Song Jingchen took her by his side every day. He was busy with other things, while Shen Yijia copied her love poems.

The two really are Jiao Buli Meng, and Meng Bulijiao.

Shen Yijia: It would be better if you don't have to write big characters!

That is to say, she carefully designed a surprise, and the beauty Xianggong was not moved and said, and he punished her cruelly.

This is really Song Jingchen.

Shen Yijia was full of resentment as she wrote, her mouth pouted so much that she could hang a copper pot.

Song Jingchen looked up at her, and a smile flashed from the corner of his eyes.

Fighting is reluctant to fight. In order to keep Shen Yijia's memory long, he can only find another way.

Who let this girl not be afraid of the sky and earth, she is afraid of writing big characters.

"wait."

A female voice came in from outside the tent, and Shen Yijia's ears perked up immediately.

Come, come, a big show of chasing the husband that must be staged every day is coming again.

She secretly raised her eyes to look at Song Jingchen, saw that he was concentrating on the drawing, her eyes rolled, she quietly put down the brush, raised the bookcase with both hands and carefully moved it to the edge of the tent, reaching out to lift a corner of the curtain.

Let her see outside without being caught by people outside who are peeking.

Not far from the camp, a man and a woman appeared in her sight.

"Miss Du." Nan Feng looked helplessly at the person who was chasing after him and blocking his way, ever since he heard the conversation between Du Huaiyu and the young lady.

He was completely obsessed with this man.

"Didn't I tell you many times, don't call me Miss Du, just call me Huaiyu." Du Huaiyu was a little dissatisfied with his name.

Nan Feng's mouth twitched, that was what she said, but she didn't agree.

Du Huaiyu didn't care either, and shyly took out a blue sachet from his arms: "I see that you often stay outside the tent, there are many mosquitoes at night, I have specially put insect-repellent herbs here, so you don't have to be afraid with this. "

After she finished speaking, she was about to tie Nanfeng's waist.

Nanfeng took a step back to avoid her hand: "Thank you Miss Du for your kindness, but this is not reasonable, and Miss Du should take it back."

Du Huaiyu moved her hand for a while, looked at the sachet with a little messy stitches on her hand, frowned and asked, "Do you dislike what I'm doing? It's my first time doing needlework, so you can make do with it first, I'll make you a better look next time."

She didn't like needlework in the past, and besides, she could do some handwork more practically than needlework in this col, so no one forced her to learn it. She asked her mother to teach it temporarily.

Nan Feng found that the girl's understanding ability may not be very good. Does he dislike the good-looking of sachets? What he said was clearly that the act of delivering sachets was wrong.

Du Huaiyu is still talking about how difficult it is to make this sachet by herself, from collecting and drying herbs, to choosing fabrics...

He didn't notice Nan Feng's cracked expression at all.

Du Huaiyu had her back to the tent, Shen Yijia could only hear her voice, but she could clearly see the change in Nan Feng's expression.

Seeing her, she couldn't help but snicker, Du Huaiyu, she's a genius...

She was about to withdraw her gaze when she inadvertently saw two people walking in this direction.

The expressionless Mo Yuan and the 30,000 who are like a follower...

Shen Yijia: "..." What happened to this world?

A gust of wind blew in through the gap, and Shen Yijia realized that it was spring!

"Cough cough."

There was a light cough from behind, Shen Yijia put down the curtain and pretended to write seriously.

After writing a big character, she didn't hear Song Jingchen open her mouth to educate, she secretly raised her eyelids and glanced.

Just met Song Jingchen's eyes that were half-smiling but not smiling.

Shen Yijia immediately grinned, and obediently moved the table to the same place. Sure enough, people can't do wrong, otherwise they have to shrink their necks like her...

Song Jingchen arranged the follow-up affairs of the Qilin Army, and led people to redesign the mechanism at the entrance of the cave, before leaving Qilin Mountain with Shen Yijia.

Du Huaiyu originally wanted to follow, but General Du did not agree, plus Nanfeng's cold attitude to the end, she finally stayed.

When Shen Yijia left, she saw her eyes were red.

"Some things can't be forced." Song Jingchen said suddenly.

Shen Yijia paused, she was just wondering if she had the chance to make Du Huaiyu not give up.

If it's because of her then it's a sin.

Du Huaiyu has lived in the mountains since he was a child, even if he has not dealt with Luo Yunying for more than ten years, it is the kind of rolling eyes when they meet each other.

The overall situation is still very simple, otherwise he would not have been easily distracted and knocked unconscious at Peach Blossom Cliff.

Perhaps it was really best for her to stay in the Col, since it was too dangerous outside.

I didn't think that before, but now that I really want to go home, Shen Yijia really realized what it means to return home.

She built every brick and tile of Xiagou Village with her money, and her sense of belonging there is naturally the most prosperous.

She also didn't forget to buy gifts for several people in the family.

In addition to some cloth, she still bought golden jewelry for Mrs. Li. In Shen Yijia's opinion, compared with those cold jade jewelry, gold is naturally more elegant. It is usually worn on the head. You can directly break a piece and use it as money.

Kill two birds with one stone.

As for the little ones, this time, she had a rare conscience to find that she didn't buy any more ink, paper, ink, and ink, but instead chose a dagger that was said to be able to cut iron like mud.

The handles of the five daggers are all golden, and there is a sparkling gem set on them, which is not too much to her appetite.

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In fact, when she was out of Qilin Mountain, she picked out several sets from the boxes she brought out of the secret room, and she didn't need to waste money to buy them!

And those things, except the half box of books Song Jingchen left for him, were all sent to various shops to sell on their behalf.

Ancient books are not like other books, you can't take out too much at one time, and no one can buy them.

But Shen Yijia is not in a hurry, she still has hundreds of taels from Song Jingchen, and she is not short of money for the time being.

In order not to be so dazzling, and to make Shen Yijia not so tired, Song Jingchen asked Uncle Yang to prepare two carriages in advance.

One Shen Yijia sat with him, and the other was for Tuanzi.

Danzi: Sure enough, the male master is better. When I think it comes, it depends on his four legs.

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