The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

Song Jingchen didn't know that he was being noticed, but even if he knew about it, he wouldn't care. Ever since he stepped into the capital, were there still few eyes staring at him?

Shen Yijia didn't even know that she kindly invited people to eat fish and did something bad. The husband and wife sat in the carriage and shared today's experience with each other.

Hearing that Shen Yijia met the white-haired man again, Song Jingchen frowned slightly, and when he heard that she invited others to eat grilled fish, his brows stretched again.

Even the corners of his eyes were stained with a smile. Maybe the capital has one more patient number, right?

He had seen the man twice, and he always felt that the man looked at Shen Yijia as if he was looking at another person through her.

Song Jingchen naturally wouldn't think like Shen Yijia that the white-haired man had an old relationship with the Wang family, but it reminded him of the portrait he saw in the secret room.

His eyes subconsciously settled on Shen Yijia's bright and clean eyebrows.

Shen Yijia didn't know what he was thinking. It was the first time that her cooking skills were recognized. She shook her head with pride: "Xiang Gong, I think my craftsmanship has improved. I even brought fish back, wait for it..."

Song Jingchen regained his senses and coughed lightly: "I'll let my mother make dried cured fish when I go back. I haven't eaten it for a long time. I feel a little craving for it."

When Shen Yijia heard Song Jingchen said she wanted to eat it, she naturally had no objection. She thought about it and then said, "I brought back a lot, some of which I asked my mother to cook, and the rest I..."

"The rest is made into tempeh fish sauce, don't you like it? I remember Brother Hao and the others like it too."

Shen Yijia thought of bibimbap with bean sauce and fish sauce, and slammed her mouth: "I'll listen to you."

Through the action of drinking tea, Song Jingchen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

As Song Jingchen guessed, Xuanyuance did fall down, partly because of the fish, but the main reason was because of what the host said earlier made him anxious.

He used his internal strength to suppress it well, but when he was eating fish, his breath became unstable, and it broke out.

Lingyin Temple used to be a master of the art of Qi and Huang, but unfortunately Xuanyuan Ce was unlucky, he went up the mountain to collect herbs, and his apprentice was helpless about Xuanyuan Ce's situation.

However, it clarified for Shen Yijia that the fish was not poisonous.

Chu Feng naturally knew that it was not poisonous, so would he be fine without seeing him eat it? But if he ate too much of that thing, he thought it was scarier than poison.

Lingyin Temple was unable to heal Xuanyuance, but instead delayed a lot of time. Chu Feng could only hurriedly lead people down the mountain to find a doctor.

...

"Bang!" Xuanyuance woke up in pain. He opened his eyes in a daze and found himself lying in the carriage.

Looking at the Bingjian that was close at hand, Xuanyuan Ce rubbed his forehead, and he should have bumped into it just now.

Just as he was about to call Chu Feng in, a woman's stern shout came from outside.

"How did you drive? Do you know who is in my carriage?"

Xuanyuance frowned and sat up with Bingjian. He probably guessed what was going on.

"Then do you know who is sitting in my carriage?" Chu Feng sneered: "Get out of the way quickly. If my father's treatment is delayed, you Daxia Emperor will not be able to pay."

"It was obviously your car that suddenly jumped out..."

The woman wanted to argue one or two, but was interrupted by another female voice.

"Mo Yu."

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and Ji Yunxi, who was wearing a veil, glanced at the carriage opposite, and said lightly, "Let him pass first."

This is a crossroad intersection. The two carriages are just about to turn towards each other, and the speed of both sides is not slow. If they collided, it is true that both parties are responsible.

"Young Master..." Mo Yu was a little resentful, and gave Chu Feng a cold look before taking the carriage to the side of the road.

The other party gave in a step, and Chu Feng was not an unreasonable person, and bowed his hands to Ji Yunxi: "Thank you."

After all, he was about to swing the whip.

Ji Yunxi suddenly said again: "I just heard that your master is ill, I know a little about Qi Huang's art, but do you need me to take a look for him?"

Chu Feng was surprised. It was rare for a woman to know a doctor, but it was impossible for him to ask someone from an unknown source to see a doctor for his lord.

Ji Yunxi nodded and said nothing.

She just heard the other party say that the Emperor Daxia can't afford to pay for it, guessing that the other party's identity is not ordinary.

Thinking that if she can make the other party owe her a favor, no matter whether she can use it or not in the future, she will not be at a loss.

Hence this proposal.

Even if the other party doesn't believe her, it's useless to say more.

The carriage started to drive, and the curtain was blown up by the wind as it passed by Ji Yunxi.

Xuanyuan Ce glanced at him casually, but this one glance made his heart tremble.

However, Chu Feng didn't even know that Xuanyuan Ce was awake, so he rushed to take him to the hospital and drove the carriage into the air.

Xuanyuan Ce regained his senses and hurriedly said, "Stop the car."

Chu Feng was overjoyed, tightened the reins, and the carriage stopped.

He got into the carriage: "My lord, are you all right?"

Xuanyuan Ce ignored him, opened the curtain and looked back. The carriage that had just stopped at the corner had long since disappeared.

"Can you see the girl's appearance clearly until you let it go?" Xuanyuan Ce asked.

The expression on Chu Feng's face froze, and he felt that the prince had become more and more strange since he came to Xia.

In the Xuanyuan Kingdom, the princess in the palace was left alone. For more than ten years, he was pure-hearted and had few desires. He was even thought by others that he couldn't do it and never explained it.

It's better now, just stare at one when you see one.

The little girl who had just met three times in front of her had just been pitted, and she didn't even have a long memory.

He felt that, as the prince's cronies, he must not let the prince repeat the same mistakes, and a little girl is enough.

So he shook his head: "I didn't see it clearly, they are wearing a veil."

He was telling the truth.

Xuanyuan Ce glared at him: "I'm asking Fang Cai if there is a flower tin on his forehead?"

Chu Feng continued to shake his head, his face was not red or his heart was beating, and his tone was extremely certain: "No, Wang Ye, are you looking bad?"

Xuanyuan Ce frowned: Did he see it wrong?

Chu Feng didn't wait for him to think clearly, and said: "It must be that your injury has not healed, so you have hallucinations, and your subordinates will take you to the medical center."

Afraid that Xuanyuan Ce would see that he was lying, Chu Feng left the carriage after speaking.

However, just as he grabbed the reins, he heard Xuanyuan Ce's voice: "Turn around and go back."

Chu Feng: ...

He reluctantly turned his horse's head and drove the carriage back at a speed that was not much faster than pedestrians.

Xuanyuan Ce suffered internal injuries, and even if he woke up, he didn't have much energy, so he didn't realize that something was wrong.

When the carriage returned to that road, there would be a second carriage besides the walking passers-by.

The carriage walked all the way, Chu Feng said: "My lord, I can't find it."

This is the main street, and there are roads everywhere. Who knows where the carriage just now went.

Xuanyuan Ce propped up his body and lifted the curtain and glanced at it, then closed his eyes in disappointment: "Forget it, maybe I misread it, when will the embassy team arrive in Beijing?"

"It will be there in about two days."

"Go back to Lingyin Temple."

"My lord, your injury..."

"No problem."