The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

Almost two months have passed since the announcement of the printing technology. Many new printing workshops have opened in the capital. As a result, the business of the Song family workshops has naturally been affected, but this book is also expected by Shen Yijia.

She couldn't make all the money alone, and she couldn't be busy in the first place, and now it's just right.

She was not in a hurry, but Lin Shao was in a hurry.

Seeing that he was so anxious about the printing shop's business that the corners of his mouth were bubbling, Shen Yijia personally cooked him a bowl of hot tea, and could only persuade him to focus more on the powder shop.

I don't know if it was because he didn't want to drink Shen Yijia's hot tea, or because there were other things that distracted him. Anyway, Lin Shao never got angry again.

After counting the time, the last time she gave Mrs. Qiu the medicine was almost finished, and after lunch, Shen Yijia took the pills made by Mo Yuan to the academy, and talked with Mrs. Qiu for a long time there.

It was not until the academy was dismissed that he brought the three of them home with Brother Hao.

He didn't want to meet Song Jingchen dressed strangely when the carriage passed an alley.

The strangest thing was not his outfit, but that he clearly saw that Mo Yuan was driving the carriage, but he even intended to walk past the carriage without seeing it.

"Master."

Shen Yijia whispered, and jumped off before Mo Yuan stopped the carriage.

Song Jingchen was startled and hurriedly reached out to catch her.

Shen Yijia grabbed his neck and pulled the beard on Song Jingchen's face: "What do you want to do behind my back?"

Song Jingchen put the person down in embarrassment, looked around for no one, coughed lightly, "I'm going to investigate the case."

Shen Yijia gave him a strange look: "What case do you want to dress up like this?"

After asking her, her eyes lit up: "Did Uncle Beauty get the post?"

Song Jingchen touched his nose, looked left and said to him, "How did you recognize me like this?"

His face was smeared, his eyebrows were thicker, and his beard was pasted. When he went out, he asked Nanfeng, and Nanfeng said that he would never show his stuff.

Shen Yijia lifted her chin proudly and sniffed: "I smell it."

Song Jingchen:  …

At this time, three heads stick out from the carriage.

Song Jingchen cleared his throat and discussed it: "You go home first, and I'll talk to you when I come back at night."

Shen Yijia saw that he was more sure that he was going to Mingxiangju, and waved Mo Yuan to take Brother Hao and the others away first, and said without doubt, "I'll go with you."

It's so dangerous there, how can the beauty Xianggong go alone.

Song Jingchen disagreed.

Shen Yijia squeezed out two crocodile tears, and looked at Song Jingchen accusingly: "When you need me, ask me for help, and when you're done, throw it away, right?"

You big pig's hoof!

Song Jingchen choked, in fact, when Shen Yijia recognized him, he knew that this girl would propose to go with him.

He knew Shen Yijia too well, and the possibility of not letting her go was almost zero.

Song Jingchen pursed his lips and made a difficult decision: "Then you are not allowed to mess around."

Seeing him let go, Shen Yijia immediately patted her chest and assured, "No problem."

Worried more about what to do?

Song Jingchen took a deep breath, and first took Shen Yijia to change into men's clothes, disguised himself, and then went to Xuanyuan Ce that.

Looking at the two beards of the same style in front of him, Xuanyuance's mouth twitched, and he pulled Song Jingchen aside and said angrily, "Why did you bring this girl? You don't know where you're going?"

In order to give himself an image of a sensual dog, he spent almost every day in the major brothels in the capital these days. In addition to the rumors that he was interested in Ji Yunxi, everyone felt that he was frustrated with Ji Yunxi and began to indulge himself.

In short, his face was completely lost in this summer.

For the sake of your own daughter, destroy it.

But asking him to take his son-in-law to the Fengyue venue is already embarrassing enough, why should he even bring his own daughter?

The father took his daughter and son-in-law to the brothel.

Hehe, that's unheard of!

"Don't ask my husband, I'm going there myself." Shen Yijia pulled Song Jingchen behind her.

"If it's really a brothel, there must be a lot of goblins. Wouldn't it be very dangerous for my husband to go there, I have to protect him."

Xuanyuance had a toothache, pointed at the disgusting beard on Song Jingchen's face and asked, "Who likes him like this?"

Shen Yijia: "Me."

Xuanyuan Ce: ...

"Can't you not go?"

"cannot."

Xuanyuance looked at Song Jingchen, hoping that he could persuade Shen Yijia to give up this terrible idea.

Song Jingchen: "She is very good and won't cause trouble."

As for going to the brothel...

Cough, this girl has been there long ago, but she was just looking on the roof of the brothel.

Shen Yijia blinked and nodded obediently.

Yes, she is nice.

Xuanyuan Ce was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

He asked Song Jingchen to persuade that girl, not to persuade himself!

In the end, Xuanyuan Ce did not meet Shen Yijia, and the three of them went to Mingxiangju together.

However, Xuanyuan Ce did not let the two of them dress up like this ghost, but instead had them take out their clothes and prepare two masks.

The reason is that the two people's dresses are too cheap.

The tea at Mingxiangju is notoriously expensive in the capital. It is said that the water used to make the tea is the spring water specially transported from outside the capital, and only good tea leaves are used.

As a result, many low-value guests were persuaded away.

Even if you have a little money at home, you can only sit in the lobby like Nanfeng and enjoy it without a post.

The only people who can enter the box and enjoy the hospitality of a special tea master are those who hold a post from Mingxiangju.

The post is very delicate, with three big gilded characters outside Mingxiangju, with the seal of the old prince's mansion, and the identity of the person holding the post is written inside.

This is a bit similar to the membership card Shen Yijia had seen in a previous life, and I don't know which goddess came up with it.

The receptionist took the post and checked his identity before he respectfully brought people in.

The box is not upstairs, but in the backyard.

When they reached a hanging flower door, the person who received them in front left.

Several guards stood at the door. The guards glanced at the post and noticed that Xuanyuance was still with people. One of them said, "Except for the person holding the post, no one else can enter."

Xuanyuan Ce frowned: "Can you be responsible if someone inside wants to harm this king?"

Xuanyuan Ce was the prince of Xuanyuan Kingdom, if something happened inside, don't talk about them, even the old prince couldn't take responsibility.

The guard hesitated for a moment and had to ask for instructions first.

This request took about a cup of tea before returning with a person who looked like a manager.

An impatience appeared on Xuanyuan Ce's face.

The steward quickly apologized and said, "These dog slaves are ignorant. Your lord, don't have common knowledge with them, please come inside."

Xuanyuance snorted coldly and said nothing.

Entering the hanging flower gate, you can see either a rockery or a separate small attic. Even if Shen Yijia has seen the magnificent palace, she is stunned for a while.

In fact, the contrast is too big. Those small attics are like bamboo shoots springing up among the rockeries.

The attic is ventilated on all sides, and there is a circle of gauze curtains hanging around it, through which the situation inside can be seen clearly.

This kind of place obviously cannot be used for that kind of thing.

There was a lingering sound in my ears, and the sound came from a water pavilion. Looking at the sound, I could vaguely see a few people sitting inside. A woman was sitting on her knees among the people to make tea, and she was serving tea. Sitting there was a young woman playing the piano.

This is not at all what Shen Yijia imagined. She thought she would be like a brothel with a bunch of women standing there holding a handkerchief and shouting, "Guest officer, come and play~"

Or a group of people pushing cups for a change or something...

Is this not a brothel at all?

While thinking about it, the person leading the way has been replaced by a girl who is ashamed of the moon.

The girl smiled sweetly and said, "Master, this is the first time."

Shen Yijia pouted, and after passing through the two doors in front, the identity of the person who can come here is opaque, and I don't know if it is true or false.

Xuanyuan Ce nodded coldly, turning a blind eye to the wink thrown by the girl in front of him.

Besides he doesn't like these things, and more importantly, he has his daughter and son-in-law behind him. Does he dare to make any inappropriate expressions?

Even if Shen Yijia doesn't know about it now, when we meet each other in the future, I will remember this...

Do you still want his old face?

It's terrifying!

The girl didn't mind his indifference, and led him directly to an attic.

"What do you want from a tea master?" asked the girl who led the way.

Xuanyuan Ce said impatiently, "You want the best, and you can arrange the rest."

Make it so mysterious, the ghost knows whether the requirements here refer to appearance or craftsmanship.

The girl who led the way choked and stepped back with a smirk.

After a while, the girl came with a girl with a tulle and fairy-like appearance.

Behind the two were a group of little maids carrying the things needed to make tea, and in addition, there was a girl holding a piano.

The little maids put their things down, and after they were blessed, they retreated, leaving only the veiled woman and the one holding the piano.

The girl who led the way introduced with a smile: "This is the best tea artist in our Mingxiangju, Miss Lan Qing. And this is Miss Liu Xuan, the qin master."

After getting Xuanyuance's nod, the girl who led the way withdrew.

The next step is to make tea, to make tea, and to play the piano. There is not even a single extra sentence. It is really serious.

Shen Yijia covered her face, this is really different from what they thought.

So serious, how can she and the beautiful husband avoid people's eyes to check?

In fact, Xuanyuan Ce was also very puzzled. The idea of ​​visiting the brothel to attract the attention of the old prince was given to him by Song Jingchen. It was also Song Jingchen who said that there was a Fengyue place, but it turned out that this place was simply a place to drink tea.

He was definitely not disappointed.

absolute.

After drinking two cups of tea, Xuanyuance asked coldly, "You can only drink tea here?"

Miss Lan Qing was stunned for a moment, then pursed her lips and smiled: "What can you do without drinking tea in the teahouse?"

Her voice was soft and delicate, with a slight tail, like a hook.

Xuanyuance glanced at Shen Yijia calmly, then clenched his teeth and held Miss Lan Qing's hand pouring tea: "It's a pity that your hands are only used for making tea."

What the hell!

Shen Yijia's eyes brightened instantly, is this the so-called enemy can't move me?

Just thinking about it, the sleeve was slightly pulled.

Shen Yijia turned her head and blinked at Song Jingchen, I understand, I understand, right?

Song Jingchen: If you understand, close your mouth.

Shen Yijia immediately closed her mouth, lowered her head, and acted like a wooden man.

However, no matter how Xuanyuan Ce tried to tease, Miss Na Lanqing never said anything useful.

But I don't care at all about being taken advantage of.

He made Xuanyuan Ce half-dead with anger, but he couldn't get angry. After all, they didn't do anything, did they?

After the last cup of tea, Xuanyuan Ce pushed Miss Lan Qing away in his arms, and said with a half smile, "Miss Lan Qing has also drunk the tea here, so let's go here today."

The sound of the piano just stopped at this moment.

Miss Lan Qing showed no surprise at Xuanyuance's claim, and covered her lips and smiled: "I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, so the slave family will send the prince out."

This sentence is a bit deep.

The three of them left Mingxiang Residence, and upon returning to their residence, Xuanyuan Ce ordered the servants to fetch water and take a bath, as if they were stained with something dirty.

Shen Yijia rolled her eyes: "Just now, he obviously had a good time."

When Xuanyuan Ce came out of the bath, his face was still black.

"What are you going to do next?" he asked Song Jingchen.

No matter where you go, there are people following you, and it's almost impossible to walk around in private.

If you knock people unconscious, you will also startle snakes.

Song Jingchen raised his eyebrows and said, "Your Highness, go to the brothel a few more times."

Xuanyuan Ce: ...

It's really not good. Next time, he will deceive someone to come out and tie them up and torture them to extract a confession.

Simple and rude, there are so many things.

As soon as he turned his head and noticed the envious expression on Shen Yijia's face, Xuanyuance felt another stalk in his heart.

Although the case has not progressed, at least they have entered, isn't it far from unveiling the final veil?

Shen Yijia is very optimistic.

As soon as the two arrived at the door of the house, they saw Nan Feng waiting there anxiously.

"What happened?" Song Jingchen asked with a frown.

Nan Feng: "Master Fan is here."

Fan Mingyuan?

Song Jingchen hadn't received Fan Mingyuan's letter for a long time, and naturally he didn't know about his entry into Beijing, so he felt strange.

Then Nan Feng continued: "Master Fan entered Beijing with Yitong and the others. Master Fan was seriously injured."

What Nanfeng didn't say was that apart from Fan Mingyuan's injury, several of the brothers who came with him died.

Song Jingchen's eyes turned cold: "Where are they now?"

"The subordinate of Yitong Advanced Chengxun saw that Mr. Fan was seriously injured, so he secretly brought him back, and Mo Yuan was treating him."

As he spoke, he led the way.

Because he was afraid that someone would suddenly come to the door, he directly arranged the person in the back room.

At this time, the sky had already darkened, and Mrs. Li stood there nervously with a few small faces.

Seeing Song Jingchen coming back, Li Shi breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother Chen, you are back, that child from Mingyuan..."

Before she could finish speaking, the door was opened with a creak.

Mo Yuan came out covered in blood, before Song Jingchen asked, she shook her head: "This servant has done her best."

Fan Mingyuan was hit by an arrow in the chest, and there were many stab wounds on his body. It was not easy to get here with one breath. The arrow was taken down, but...

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Calvinka has been so bad these past few days that her scalp is numb. I'll consider making it up after I get through this episode.

sorry!

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