The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

There are not many rooms here, except the main room is lit with lights and the kitchen is a bit bright, other rooms are only lit when they take them to change their clothes.

Shen Yijia tilted her head, she didn't know when the beauty Xianggong told Nanfeng to investigate this, she had always been alone with the beauty Xianggong.

The only communication between the two of them was just looking at each other.

Shen Yijia touched her chin and looked at Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan looked back expressionlessly.

Shen Yijia blinked, and seeing that Mo Yuan didn't respond, she blinked again.

Mo Yuan: "Miss, are your eyes uncomfortable?"

Shen Yijia died.

Sure enough, she was a fake fake lady, so she couldn't communicate with Mo Yuan.

At this moment, Song Jingchen also asked with concern: "What's wrong with the eyes?"

Just now he was thinking about things, but he didn't notice Shen Yijia's lawsuit.

Shen Yijia choked for a moment, almost choked to death by her own saliva, and shook her head again and again: "It's okay, Mo Yuan got it wrong."

Even if they can't communicate with each other, it's always okay to take the blame.

Afraid that Song Jingchen would not believe it, she changed the subject and asked, "Is there any problem here?"

Song Jingchen saw that she was changing the subject, but she was sure that she didn't break it down, so she knocked on the table a few times and pondered for a moment before speaking: "I don't know, but it's not wrong to be careful."

Shen Yijia nodded earnestly, just about to say that otherwise, it would be a matter of knocking people unconscious for a while.

Anyway, they didn't kill them directly. They would wake up naturally when they left, and they didn't have to worry about misunderstanding good people. The big deal was to save some money when they left.

But before she could say anything, she saw the man walk in rubbing his hands.

He first glanced at the dumpling cautiously, and saw that it had been sitting under the feet of the beautiful woman since it entered the house, and made sure that it would not suddenly pounce on him before saying, "You guys haven't had dinner yet, if you don't dislike it. I will prepare some food for a few of you in the humble house."

He turned his head to look at the sky outside and said, "I'm afraid the rain will last the next night, and it's just a coincidence. Today, my mother-in-law took a few babies to my old husband's house. There are two rooms in the house. If you go to a neighbor's house for a night, you can spare three rooms, and the nobles can just stay there."

Shen Yijia held the woman's hair in a bun, and it was not difficult to see that she and Song Jingchen were husband and wife.

This can explain why he is the only one in the family. This time, without Song Jingchen's instructions, Nan Feng took the initiative to take out a piece of silver and hand it over.

"That's a lot of work. Can I borrow your kitchen and ingredients for meals? My master is used to the craftsmanship of his own cook."

He pointed to Mo Yuan.

Chef Mo Yuan:  …

"Hey, if you can't do it, you just stay for one night. Why do you need so much money? Besides, the food at home is grown in the home's own fields, so it's not worth much." The man pushed and refused. If you want money, three taels of silver are a lot, even if you go to the best inn in the county, you won't have that much.

"It's worth it, if it wasn't for your kindness, eldest brother, my master and I would still be outside in the rain." Nan Feng added some strength to his hand, and shoved the silver directly into the man's hand.

The man still wanted to refuse, but he was not as strong as the south wind.

The two men were pulling and pulling, and Shen Yijia's eyes hurt.

Don't have money, it's not too real, it's a fool.

Looking at the furniture in this main room, it is a few years old, which means that this family is not wealthy, and it is not good to use money to improve life?

Unsurprisingly, the south wind prevailed in the end.

The man introduced which houses to live in, and took Mo Yuan to the kitchen. He claimed that he was worried that it would not be easy to go out when it rained heavily for a while.

Shen Yijia suspected that he didn't want to stay under the same roof with Tuanzi.

"Master, the subordinates have only tested it. If this person is not hiding too deep, he should not know martial arts." Nanfeng said.

Shen Yijia: Well, it turns out that pulling is not in vain.

Song Jingchen nodded: "Tonight you and 30,000 work hard and take turns to watch the night."

Emperor Chong'an summoned him back to Beijing, and those who didn't want him to go back would definitely not be able to sit still and take action.

Not afraid of 10,000, but just in case, not to mention that he has Shen Yijia by his side, so he has to be more cautious.

Nanfeng, 30,000: "Yes."

After the arrangement was made, Mo Yuan voluntarily went to the kitchen to cook. San Wan and Nanfeng checked the yard again. There were children and women in the house. It seemed that there were indeed women and children in this family.

Because the bedding in the inn was not necessarily clean, they had their own bedding in the carriage. Song Jingchen accompanied Shen Yijia to take the bedding down and make the bed.

After a simple dinner, several people went back to their houses to rest.

Nanfeng guards the first half of the night, and 30,000 guards the second half of the night.

The heavy rain is getting heavier and heavier, and there is no tendency to stop at all. The sound of the rain is like thunder, making people feel a little irritable.

"Xiang Gong." Shen Yijia pulled Song Jingchen's hand under her head, and whispered softly in his ear.

When the breath hit his ears, Song Jingchen only felt that his entire auricle was hot.

"Um."

"I can't sleep." In addition to the reason why the rain was too loud, another reason was that I slept too much during the day.

Song Jingchen paused for a while, then pulled over to face Shen Yijia, put him in his arms, put one hand over her ear, and patted Shen Yijia's back rhythmically with the other.

"Go to sleep."

Shen Yijia: "..."

When she was staying at the inn a few days ago, she saw a woman coaxing her baby to sleep, and that's how she patted her lightly.

Shen Yijia: So this is treating her like a baby?

The combined age of her two lifetimes can be Song Jingchen's mother, okay?

Could she be someone who was coaxed to sleep like this?

A quarter of an hour later, someone who couldn't sleep made a series of small purrs.

In another courtyard under the heavy rain, twenty or so men dressed as villagers gathered in the main room.

"Head, as the master explained, there is a big worm beside me, and I have seen Song Shizi from a distance, I can't be wrong, it should be them."

If Shen Yijia and the others were there, they would recognize that the man who spoke was the man who was almost scared to pee by the dumplings and kindly made room for them.

"It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes. It takes no effort to get it." The man sitting in the middle sneered and said.

Two months ago, they lost the trace of Young Master Shenzhi and his group in Xunyang City, and they have been waiting here since they knew that Young Master Shen was Song Jingchen.

Waited for over a month.

The reason why I chose this village is because the official road above is the only way to enter Anyang County, and this village can see the official road again.

Staying here, once someone enters Anyang County, they can see it immediately. As for the people in the original village, they have already been solved by them.

It's also because Song Jingchen and the others are unlucky. Originally, it was raining heavily and An Liu was going to come back first, but they didn't expect them to come to the door by themselves.

"Go and prepare, and do it when you are ugly."