The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

From Wang Ming'an's memory, he knew one thing, without Miss Wang, there would be no mother and son.

The kindness of Miss Wang's family is like a spell, imprisoning him, unable to break free or escape.

Even the Queen Mother wanted him to obtain the fame, all to avenge the Miss Wang family.

Sometimes Wang Mingan wonders if the meaning of his life is to repay his kindness.

Even if her own family has been like this, the Queen Mother still has to care about how others are doing, why didn't she ask him if it hurt when he was pressed to the ground and beaten.

Facing Wang Ming'an's forbearance and accusatory eyes, the Queen Mother's heart seemed to be pricked by a needle.

She turned her head away and didn't dare to look at him, and gestured, "Okay, don't go."

After the gestures, he pulled Wang Mingan up from the low stool, pointed to the book bag beside him, and urged him to read.

Wang Mingan clenched his fists, and finally returned to the house with the book bag without saying a word.

Shen Yijia did not go home immediately after receiving the person, but turned to Chang'an Avenue.

In the past two days, Song Jingchen had gone out early and returned late, so he didn't have time to eat with his family.

Today, he said he would come back early, and Shen Yijia specifically asked Mrs. Li before going out.

Knowing that he likes to eat crab noodle balls from Ruyi Building on Chang'an Street, Shen Yijia plans to pack it back and add a dish at night, so she even brought a food box.

He asked Brother Hao what they wanted to eat, and they all just shook their heads.

Lin Miaomiao lived a hard life. She was never a picky eater. Brother Hao and Sister Huan probably didn't want to waste that money.

Shen Yijia thought about it and ordered two more dishes.

It was not yet lunch time, and there were not many guests in Ruyi Building. After waiting for a quarter of an hour, Xiao Er brought the food box back.

Three dishes cost twenty taels of silver.

Shen Yijia felt a little distressed, but when she thought that Song Jingchen liked to eat, she felt a lot better.

"Sister Piao Piao, what are you looking at?"

In the candied fruit shop opposite Ruyi Building, a small dumpling carved in pink and jade tugged at the sleeve of the woman next to her, and glanced in the direction she was looking, wondering what was so good about a carriage.

Liu Piaopiao retracted her gaze, and only then did she realize that the hand under her sleeve had already been pinched by herself.

The corners of her mouth curved slightly, revealing a gentle smile: "I just saw an old friend."

"Is that your friend?" The little group asked after seeing that the carriage was leaving, and suggested, "They seem to be leaving, do you want to send someone over to stop them?"

"No need." Liu Piaopiao squatted down and adjusted the clothes for Xiao Tuanzi, and said with a smile, "I don't know very well either."

Her words and deeds were as gentle as if they could drip out of water.

The little dumpling pursed her lips and glanced left and right before coming to Liu Piao Piao's ear and whispering: "They all said that when the baby in the new princess' belly is born, she will kick me out, I don't want to be kicked out. Go, can you keep her from giving birth?"

Liu Piao piao, without asking who said it, only rubbed the little dumpling's head lightly: "No, unless the baby in her belly is gone."

Shen Ruyun has been pregnant for more than two months, but Shangguanpu did not let it spread, and said it when preparing for the emperor's birthday, so as to add joy.

Xu was a relative from another generation. Although the emperor was not very close to his sons, he liked his grandchildren very much.

Originally, the people in the main courtyard knew about this, but Shen Ruyun couldn't bear it. Shen Ruyun was a fool. Seeing that she had no name in King Jing's mansion, she kept up with Guanpu and decided that she was a threat.

She came to show off with a belly that was not yet pregnant, and as a result, no one in the house knew about it.

The little dumpling lowered his eyes and murmured, "Will the baby in the womb not be born?"

Liu Piao Piao didn't seem to hear it, and took his hand: "Okay, let's see what else you want to eat. Sister Piao Piao will buy it for you."

On the way back, the carriage passed by the bookstore again. Although it was not as exaggerated as before, we could still see a lot of people inside.

Shen Yijia glanced at it and put down the curtain. She didn't like those scriptures, but she was a little envious of the bookstore business. It must be very profitable, right?

"Yeah, Brother Hao, how do you write on your hand?" Sister Huan's exclamation brought Shen Yijia back to her senses.

Shen Yijia looked over, and sure enough, the side of Brother Hao's palm was black.

Brother Hao withdrew his hand and explained a little embarrassedly: "It should be that I pressed my hand on it before the ink was dry. It wasn't written, it was accidentally printed."

Shen Yijia tilted her head, grabbed Brother Hao's hand and looked carefully, the words on it were all reversed and not very clear.

Back home, Shen Yijia asked Mo Yuan to take the food box to the kitchen, and went into the backyard alone.

But on the other hand, when Song Jingchen led someone to find Shen Pingxiu, he was lying on the side of the road without knowing whether he was alive or dead, with a tattered sack wrapped around him, and only one head was exposed.

If it wasn't for the reminder from the person who brought it, Song Jingchen didn't recognize the person at all, and thought that the murderer had thrown the body here.

In fact, he also met Shen Pingxiu when he was picking up his relatives, not to mention his unrecognizable appearance now, I am afraid that even if he stood in front of him, Song Jingchen might not be able to recognize people.

His entire face was stained red with blood, and through the scratched sack, he could see a lot of scratches on his body, Song Jingchen twitched the corner of his mouth, this girl...

"Sir Song, this..."

Everyone present took a deep breath when they saw it, what a grudge and cruelty.

"Alive." Song Jingchen said lightly, withdrew the finger that was on the tip of Shen Pingxiu's nose.

Officer: It is cruel to be alive. Killing is nothing more than a nod to the ground. Also, is this your father-in-law? Can you give some other reaction?

Song Jingchen pursed his lips, seeing that it was getting late, he casually ordered a few people and said, "You guys go up there and see if there are any clues, I'll send them back first."

Those few people nodded, thinking that Song Jingchen was in a hurry to bring someone back to see the doctor, and felt that such an attitude was normal.

Don't want to just finish thinking like this, and see their Master Song pick up the sack and put it on the back of his horse, turn over and sit on it.

Officer: Is that so? Why don't you put some clothes on for someone, didn't you see the two bare thighs leaking out?

Song Jingchen frowned at the person who was still in a daze, and asked, "Don't want to go back?"

The officials who weren't called up were agitated and hurriedly got on their horses.

Then they saw Lord Shen hanging on the horse's back like a dead pig. He was woken up several times in the middle, but unfortunately he fainted again soon after.

When they were outside the city, only a few of them could see it.

After entering the city? Hehe, there were too many pedestrians in the city, and Master Song deliberately slowed down the speed of the horse, and those two thighs just crossed the bustling Chang'an Avenue and stopped at the entrance of the Shen residence.

The fact that the Outer Chamber reported an official had spread all over the capital for a long time, and it was no secret that Master Song personally took people out of the city to find someone.

Even if you can't see the face of the person on the horse's back, it's not difficult for anyone with a little brain to guess who it is.

It can be said that Shen Pingxiu lost all his face this time.

When Chen shi heard the message from the servant, he rushed out to pick up the person, and when he saw the person on the horse pointing at Song Jingchen for a long time, he couldn't say a word, and he staggered a few steps and almost fainted.

When it was over, their Shen residence would never raise their heads in Beijing from now on.

Whether it is her, Wenbo, or Yuner, it will become everyone's joke after dinner.

"Mrs. Shen, Sir Shen, I sent it back to you, but the thief has not been found yet.

If Lord Shen wakes up, please send someone to the yamen if you have any clues. "

Song Jingchen bowed his hands politely, threw him to the servants of the Shen family, and left with him directly.

"Come on, bring the master in, and please, please go and invite the doctor." Chen shi didn't have the mood to talk to Song Jingchen for a while, and after giving the order, he walked into the house.

She only stands at the door now and feels that countless people are laughing at her. This is the man she will marry even if she is a flat wife.

After walking a few steps, I thought of something and then instructed my mother: "Send someone to retrieve Wenbo. You go to King Jing's mansion and tell Yun'er in person, don't run home if you have nothing to do these days."

Shen Wenbo was originally on duty at the Hanlin Academy, but after hearing that Shen Pingxiu was kidnapped, he personally brought people to look for him, but he has not returned yet.

The grandmother beside her was busy making arrangements, and the Shen family was completely messed up into a pot of porridge.

Song Jingchen sent someone to Jingzhao Mansion to speak, and then went back to Dali Temple before taking a carriage home.

Passing by the candied fruit shop, he went in and chose some candied fruit that Shen Yijia loved to eat.

When I came out, I saw a vendor selling candied haws across the street. After thinking about it, I told Nanfeng to wait on the spot, and walked over by myself: "Bring me ten strings of candied haws."

It's getting late, and the vendor thought he couldn't sell them all, so he was about to take the rest back for the kids at home to eat, when he saw a business come to his door and said cheerfully: "It just so happens that there are only ten strings left, a total of 10. Fifty wen."

Song Jingchen nodded, took out the whitish purse that had been washed, and lowered his head to count the copper plates.

The trader was speechless for a while, it was the first time he had seen such a scrupulous official.

In the past, they either would not come to buy it in person, and even if they came, they would just drop a dime of silver and say, "No need to look for it."

What a face, isn't it?

"I want two bunches of candied haws."

At this moment, a crisp voice sounded.

The trader looked at the girl who suddenly appeared, then looked at Song Jingchen's official uniform, and apologized: "I'm sorry, girl, the rest was bought by this official."

Before the girl could speak, the maid beside her said, "Didn't he pay yet?"

"This..." The merchant looked at Song Jingchen with a bit of embarrassment.

With his vision of walking around the streets for many years, if he sold the candied haws to that young lady, he would definitely be able to make more money, but he was also afraid that he would offend Song Jingchen for doing so.

He now hopes that this official can take the initiative to give up two strings for the sake of good-looking girls.

However, Song Jingchen was destined to disappoint him. He didn't even look at the person next to him, he shoved a handful of copper plates into the vendor's hand, and reached out to pull out the candied haws.

The attitude is obvious, he has paid now, so these are his!

Trader: Not only is she stingy, but she also doesn't know Lianxiangxiyu at all, she looks so good when she's blind.

"Hey, can you buy so much to eat? What's wrong with giving me two bunches?"

Seeing that he was about to pull out the last two, the girl was anxious to stop him.

Song Jingchen frowned and avoided her hand, and pulled out the two strings in one fell swoop.

The girl touched his sleeve slightly, she was stunned for a moment, did this person dislike him just now?

There is no reason for this, she blushed and looked at Song Jingchen.

It didn't matter if she looked at it, at first glance, the words she wanted to scold were stuck in her throat.

"Presumptuous, do you know who we are?" The maid said for her what she didn't say.

The girl came back to her senses, glared at the maid, and the anger on her face instantly turned into shyness: "Is it you? I have seen you."

"Not for sale." Song Jingchen said lightly, turned his head and walked towards the carriage.

Is this because she thought she was deliberately trying to get close to him in order to buy his candied fruit?

The girl's face turned red again, and she chased after a few steps: "I have really seen you, just when you left the city today, my carriage just entered the city..."

"Sir, what are you telling him about this?" The maid stomped her feet to catch up. Noticing the look on the merchant's face watching the show, she glared at him.

Trader: If you don't chase your county master, the soul will be gone.

Seeing someone chasing after him, Song Jingchen paused when he was about to get on the carriage, then turned to look at the girl, with an undisguised look of impatience on his face, and said coldly, "There is a beautiful wife at home, girl, please respect yourself."

After saying that, he ignored the girl's bluish and white face, turned around and got into the carriage.

Nan Feng had long seen his master being entangled by a girl, thinking of the young lady's fist, he wanted to go up and pull the master back in person.

Although he knew that the master would not pay attention to the girl, the young lady's thinking was too peculiar. He looked back and found out. What if he came to blame him and asked the master to buy the candied haws in person?

After all, if you don't buy it, you won't encounter such a thing!

Seeing Song Jingchen getting into the carriage at this moment, regardless of whether he was seated or not, the horse galloped out with a wave of the whip.

Song Jingchen:  …

He looked at the candied haws that he almost lost, stroked his forehead, and guessed why Nanfeng did this.

After being speechless, she thought of Shen Yijia holding Nanfeng to discuss because she knew he didn't eat on time, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help raising an arc.

Now that she has grown up, she knows that Yaoji and Sanwan were sent by him to do other things, and only Nanfeng can be used by him.

The reason is that being ugly will embarrass him.

"Master, are you alright?"

The carriage left for a long time, and the girl was still standing in that direction, motionless, and the maid asked cautiously.

The girl retracted her gaze, bit her lower lip, turned and walked in the opposite direction, angrily said, "Return to the post house."

The maid breathed a sigh of relief, followed quickly, and persuaded at the same time, "That person just now is too clueless, don't be angry, county master, the maid has already written down his appearance, we will tell the prince when we come back, and let the prince follow the prince. Emperor Xia said that his sins must be punished."

The girl paused: "Baizhi, do you think the father will really care about me and stand up for me?"

"Of course..." Bai Zhi paused in the middle of her words, and she was out of breath: "The county master has come all the way to see the prince, and he will definitely be moved."

The girl sneered silently.