The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

The carriage stopped at the entrance of Song Mansion, looking at Nan Feng and Brother Hao who were running far away, Shen Yijia didn't give up after all, and carefully helped Song Jingchen to get out of the car.

Li Shi and Fan Mingyuan were waiting for them in the main room. Seeing them coming back one after the other, Li Shi did not notice anything wrong for a while, so he hurriedly urged Song Jingchen to go back to the house to take medicine first.

Song Jingchen looked at Shen Yijia hesitantly, but was thrown off the back of his head.

He let out a long sigh, lowered his eyelashes, and limped back to his study.

Mingming was walking well when he came out of the Zongren Mansion, Shen Yijia snorted and glanced at Nanfeng coldly.

Nan Feng froze for a moment, and said embarrassingly, "I'll go and help my master get medicine."

The two of them had a problem when they saw it, and Li asked strangely, "Jiajia, you are..."

Shen Yijia angrily poured herself a cup of tea and poured it down, slammed the cup on the table, and with a "click", the cup cracked from the middle.

"I'm going back to my mother's house," she said.

Li Shi was taken aback. You must know that Shen Yijia had been married to the Song family for more than two years, and she never said such a thing no matter how hard or tired she was.

What's more, to put it badly, where can one go to a place like the Shen family?

"Jiajia, is Brother Chen making you unhappy? Tell your mother that she will teach him a lesson for you, but you can't scare her by saying such things."

"Cough cough, yes, brother and sister, although Achen doesn't usually talk much, I've never seen him be so devoted to a woman, you..." Fan Mingyuan also persuaded him.

"Don't say it, I've made up my mind." Shen Yijia waved her hand and walked to the backyard, while instructing: "Mo Yuan, help me pack my things."

"Yes."

"What is it, you girl..." Li wanted to stop Mo Yuan, but how could she stop Mo Yuan?

Seeing that the master and servant were seriously gone, they were anxious to catch up.

"Mother, I know why the sister-in-law is angry with the elder brother." Sister Huan saw the seriousness of the matter and said it with a crying voice: "I didn't expect the sister-in-law to even know that she would be scolded by the stick for hitting the drum..."

Li didn't expect it to be because of this. He was helpless and funny for a while. Brother Chen didn't want Jiajia to worry and deliberately didn't say it. Jiajia would be angry, why not because he cared?

She said how could Shen Yijia take An Xiuer out early in the morning, and the relationship was also arranged by Brother Chen?

"Brother Chen is also true. At first, she ran to Xunyang without Jiajia, and in the end she chased after her alone. She should know that she has to discuss with Jiajia if there is anything. This time..." Li muttered. , Seeing sister Huan's self-blame, she comforted: "Okay, your sister-in-law is fine, mother go have a look."

"Mother, don't let my sister-in-law go."

"Yes, mother."

Sister Huan and Brother Hao followed.

Here, Song Jingchen was still taking medicine. Hearing that Fan Mingyuan said that Shen Yijia was going back to her mother's house, she felt a little stunned, and she ran to the backyard without even bothering to put on her coat.

Fan Mingyuan hurriedly chased after him: "A-Chen, don't worry, Mistress is going..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Li Shi and Shen Yijia come out of the East Small Courtyard chatting and laughing, followed by Brother Hao, Sister Huan and Mo Yuan, all of them holding big bags and small bags.

"This..." Fan Mingyuan was at a loss for words, didn't the teacher go to persuade people? Why does this look more like helping with moving things?

Song Jingchen stepped forward: "Mother, you..."

Li glanced at him and continued to talk to Shen Yijia: "Jiajia, mother will make you your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs tonight."

Song Jingchen had to go to see Shen Yijia again: "Jiajia..."

Shen Yijia didn't look at him and said with a smile: "Thank you, mother, you are so kind."

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law walked directly past Song Jingchen.

The two little tails who helped hold the burden behind them were busy trying to keep up, but they were stopped by the powerful look of Song Jingchen.

"Big, big brother." The two called in unison.

Song Jingchen frowned: "Where are you going to send your sister-in-law's things?"

Sister Huan sneered: "Sister-in-law said she wanted to go back to her mother's house, and she asked us to help her get things."

"Nonsense." Song Jingchen black face.

"Brother Hao, Sister Huan. You two can't hurry up." Li's voice came from the front.

"Hey, come right away." Sister Huan responded and ran away.

Brother Hao whispered: "Brother, don't worry, sister-in-law just moved to my mother's yard."

When just a few people chased in, Shen Yijia was directing Mo Yuan to pack up.

Seeing that she was coming, Li Shi was also anxious, and after persuading her for a long time, Shen Yijia asked strangely, "Aren't you my mother?"

Then Mrs. Li happily brought the dragon and the phoenix together to help clean up!

"But I'm really angry when I see my sister-in-law this time. Big brother, you should think of a way, otherwise this family..." Maybe you won't have the status.

Brother Hao didn't say the last sentence, but the sympathy and hatred on his face were not steel, and it was better not to say it than to say it.

Song Jingchen felt that he had a heart attack.

Fan Mingyuan patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, cheer up, you have been using melon seeds since you were little, and there must be a way to coax your younger siblings."

After all, he also turned around and walked in the direction of the Li family.

"What are you doing?" Song Jingchen asked subconsciously.

"Ah~" Fan Mingyuan patted his forehead: "Junior sister goes back to her parents' house, I have to go take a look, right?"

The first time I saw her returning home was from one yard to the next yard, which was strange.

The corner of Song Jingchen's mouth twitched, the former sentence was still younger brother and sister, and the latter sentence became younger brother and sister.

"Master, why don't you go home too?" Nan Feng suggested in a low voice.

Song Jingchen: "Childish."

After a cup of tea, Song Jingchen and Fan Mingyuan sat in the flower hall of the main courtyard with wide-eyed eyes.

"Mother, eldest brother is here too. He doesn't even wear a coat on such a cold day, so he won't freeze, right?" Sister Huan leaned on the window of the wing and looked out, reporting the situation outside by the way.

Mrs Li was helping Shen Yijia make the bed, and she didn't lift her head when she heard the words: "Don't worry about him, he has done something wrong, so he should suffer a little."

Shen Yijia frowned.

When Li noticed it, he was amused, but he was not polite: "Although he has just received the Thirty Canes, the weather is indeed cold. But don't worry, Jiajia, it's good that Brother Chen's body is small. I had a high fever and I was sick for a few days."

Also, get sick!

Shen Yijia's fingers tightened.

Li took her hand: "Okay, put these things here first, go and change your clothes first. We have to go out of the city and come back before dark."

At that time, the emperor authorized them to bury the grandfather Song and the grandfather of the country for their good reputation.

But in Daxia, especially those who are guilty of treason, descendants are not allowed to go to the grave to worship, otherwise they will all be regarded as accomplices.

At that time, Song Jingchen swore at their graves that he would definitely seek justice for the Song family. The day finally came. Of course they would go, and they would go in an open and honest way.

Mrs. Li came back early and had prepared the things for the worship. He didn't want the young couple to make trouble, so it was delayed for a while.

A total of two carriages traveled, Shen Yijia directly followed Li to the front one, plus Brother Hao and Sister Huan, Song Jingchen had to sit in the back one with Fan Mingyuan.

As for Lin Miaomiao, in the morning, Mrs. Li was worried that she would not be able to take care of her, so she did not ask for leave, and specifically told Lin Shao to pick her up after school.

At first, Shen Yijia didn't know where to go, but when she left the city, seeing that everyone was in a low mood, she guessed something.

Shen Yijia pursed her lips, and suddenly regretted being angry with the beautiful husband, he must also feel very uncomfortable!

But she was so angry, if she suddenly became angry, wouldn't she be very embarrassed?

The carriage finally stopped in front of a barren mountain. When Shen Yijia first came in, she was ignored by the Song family who were immersed in grief, and no one notified her about the funeral, so this was her first time here.

There is no way to go up the mountain in front of her. Shen Yijia frowned. She has seen the saying of Feng Shui treasures in the book, and she knows that graveyards are very particular about these things, but here...

Turning to the original situation, it became clear again.

"It's nice here, quiet, and no one will disturb you."

Song Jingchen walked behind her at some point, and Shen Yijia looked back at him.

Song Jingchen forced a smile, rubbed her head and said softly, "I was wrong about what happened today."

His usual clothes are mostly black, and he rarely wears white.

Occasionally wearing it like this, and her face is a little pale, she has to force a smile, and she feels like a sickly beauty.

Shen Yijia: You are a little foul like this, boy.

Song Jingchen pulled out a candied fruit from nowhere, pursed his lips and said, "Grandfather and father will be happy to see that we have a good relationship."

Shen Yijia glanced at the beginning: "Then...then I'll forgive you for the time being."

After finishing speaking, I felt that I was too coaxed, and muttered: "Go home and be angry again."

"Okay." Song Jingchen put the candied fruit in her palm, "You and mother go back to the carriage and wait for a while."

Nanfeng took out the hoe that he had prepared earlier from the carriage.

Including Fan Mingyuan and Mo Yuan, the four of them had one hand, ready to open a road that could go up the mountain first.

Brother Hao and Sister Huan also ran to help.

It was winter now, the grass was withered, and it was not difficult to clean up, but Song Jingchen had injuries on his back, and he was doing this kind of work that required bending over, and after a while, there were faint bloodstains on his back.

Shen Yijia puffed out her cheeks, got into the carriage, poured a cup of hot water, and dropped a drop of spiritual liquid into it when no one saw it.

Pray that she used a drop herself, and consumed another drop in order to save a canister. This is the last drop of spiritual fluid she currently has.

But fortunately, Fan Mingyuan's body has been raised almost, she doesn't need to drop the spirit liquid into the well, she can save all the condensed liquid in the future.

What's more, it was used by Song Jingchen, so Shen Yijia didn't feel bad at all.

Looking at the water handed to him, Song Jingchen paused: "Don't waste it..."

His injury will heal in a few days, and it is a bit of a waste to use spiritual fluid.

Shen Yijia stared: "What I want is not a waste."

Shen Yijia was already angry, how could Song Jingchen dare to annoy her again at this time, and hurriedly drank the water obediently.

Shen Yijia snorted, put the water glass back in the car, and told Li to help.

The reason why Mrs. Li stayed in the car was to enlighten her, but Shen Yijia was gone, and she didn't stay in the car any longer.

So in the end the whole family was on the team.

The main thing is to clear the weeds and dig a path with a hoe.

While they were working in full swing, a chaotic voice suddenly came from behind them. Several people turned around and saw a group of big Han with hoes, shovels or knives rushing towards them, about twenty or thirty.

Song Jingchen and Shen Yijia's eyes narrowed, and they subconsciously blocked a few sisters Huan behind them.

The crowd quickly approached, not waiting for Song Jingchen to speak.

The strong man who took the lead smiled and scratched his head: "Sir Song, it's you. Well, we are here to help."

"Yeah, Mrs. Song has guarded Da Xia all his life. You don't need to do this kind of work by yourself. You can rest in the carriage, we'll just come."

"Sir Song is still injured, go and rest in the carriage."

...

Everyone said a word to me, and then Shen Yijia and the others were pushed away by them.

Several people looked at each other and were a little confused. Where did these people come from?

Shen Yijia followed the principle of asking if she didn't understand, and grabbed one person.

It turned out that Mr. Li was recognized when he went to buy incense, candles and paper money to worship the things he needed. The person guessed that the Song family should be going to worship Mrs. Song.

One pass ten, ten pass one hundred, and finally the people in the capital knew about this, and they spontaneously screened out such a group of people.

At first, they thought that the Song family would come tomorrow, and they wanted to open the road ahead of time, but they didn't expect to see someone working at the foot of the mountain from a distance...

How does that work? They couldn't do anything for Mrs. Song, and they managed to win such an opportunity with the unique condition of being physically strong. How could anyone else grab it.

So there was what Shen Yijia and the others saw, the scene of a group of people rushing towards them with a guy in their hands.

The reason they didn't meet them on the road was also because they were walking on a small road, while the Song family's carriage was on the official road.

The corners of Shen Yijia's mouth twitched, she thought she was here to fight, and her fists were clenched!

"Master Song, don't worry, we are all good at work, and we are sure to make this road neat and tidy.

Grandpa Song left us such a peaceful and prosperous world, and we will drive his way in the future! "

"Yes, Mr. Song's way, let's drive." The rest said in unison.

Song Jingchen felt like he was hit somewhere in his heart.

Is this why my grandfather told him not to involve the people before he died?

Yes, it's not that they don't know how to be grateful, but they don't know anything. Once they learn the truth, they will do their bit to repay.

Song Jingchen cupped his hands and bowed deeply: "Thank you for your grandfather, Shenzhi."

He was so solemn, making the people present a little ashamed.

"Sir Song, don't say that, this is what we should do... If you really think about it, it's also because we didn't protect Mrs. Song, we're sorry for the Song family." A big man said with red eyes.

Song Jingchen shook his head: "It has nothing to do with you."

Li pressed the corners of her eyes with a veil, and it was at this moment that she understood why her father, brother and father-in-law knew that they were suspicious and intolerant today, and they still used their lives to protect the country in this summer.

Just because they were never for the one sitting above, but for these people.

Many people have asked why not? Because there is no shortage of ambitious people in the world, if they rebel, others will inevitably become kings and follow them.

In the end, regardless of whether it was successful or not, it was the people who suffered first.

Why not resign, then the emperor must believe that they are sincere and return to the field, not conspiring to do anything else. (After all, in the emperor's view, no one would dislike power and status.)

Therefore, the Song family at that time could not retreat or enter.

Wasn't Mrs. Song expecting the collision at the beginning?

More likely, he had already had this mental preparation when the late emperor asked for the iron coupons for the pill book.