The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

to the foot of the mountain. Shen Yijia frowned and looked back, thoughtful.

Mr. Li had already prepared the meal and waited for them to come back to eat together. When he saw them coming back, he hurriedly handed over the cooked ginger soup.

"Drink this soon. You said what are you doing running up the mountain in the cold weather, and there is no shortage of meat at home to eat."

Shen Yijia subconsciously used her right hand to pick it up, but when she thought of something, she took it back and replaced it with her left hand.

The ginger soup wasn't too hot, just right, Gululu finished drinking Shen Yijia before saying, "I didn't get anything today, and I don't know what happened. The prey in the mountains is gone."

The small movement just now fell into Song Jingchen's eyes. His eyes kept falling on Shen Yijia's right hand tucked in the cuff. Hearing this, he suddenly raised his head and glanced at her.

"You should hide in the winter." Mrs. Li didn't care too much.

Lin Shao opened his mouth to speak, but just as he was about to say something, Shen Yijia glared at him, and the latter closed his mouth immediately.

Shen Yijia was satisfied.

But he didn't want the dumpling to smell the blood, so he kept leaning towards Shen Yijia.

Shen Yijia only felt a toothache, so she hurriedly went back to the room to change her clothes.

Back in the room, Shen Yijia didn't rush to change her clothes, she first took out the ganoderma lucidum and put it in her box with wild ginseng.

With her perseverance during this period of time, half the box of wild ginseng has been stored, and this Ganoderma lucidum, which is more than twice the size of her palm, is just full.

Because no one would go into the deep mountains, these wild ginsengs are not low in age, much larger than the ones she bought for thirty-two.

Guessing that it was enough for her to upgrade the spiritual liquid, Shen Yijia decided to secretly eat them these days.

After thinking about it, he took out two wild ginsengs that were about thirty or forty years old, and prepared them for the Li family to use for stewing.

The baby put the box back under the bed, and Shen Yijia began to undress.

I didn't care too much because I was excited before, but now I felt a burning pain in my chest, and my right palm was scratched a few times.

"I can't have this dress anymore." Shen Yijia muttered, and felt a little distressed as she put the clothes in a ball and put them in the closet, intending to find a chance to destroy the corpse.

Shen Yijia stretched out her finger to condense the spiritual liquid, but she held back when she put it to her mouth.

It doesn't matter if the wounds on her body can't be seen by others, she is afraid that the wounds on her hands will also heal, and when Lin Shao sees her, she won't be able to treat her as a monster.

Shen Yijia scratched her head irritably, if she had just come here, she would definitely not have thought so much. But this will be different. Jomo likes her current life, so she doesn't want to be destroyed.

Shen Yijia was about to put on a set of clothes from the closet again. The door was suddenly pushed open with a creak.

The cold wind poured in from outside the door, and Shen Yijia turned back abruptly, meeting a pair of startled eyes.

...

Song Jingchen only found out about Shen Yijia's injury after asking Lin Shao.

I didn't expect to encounter such an embarrassing scene.

At the moment, Shen Yijia only had a loose apron hanging from her upper body. She had just untied it when she saw her injury, and hadn't had time to fasten it.

Because of the sudden influx of wind, her apron was blown almost to the point of floating.

Song Jingchen even faintly saw the unique arc of the girl in front of her. He took a deep breath and hurriedly turned his head away, not daring to look around.

Being blown by the cold wind, Shen Yijia shuddered, not noticing Song Jingchen's blood-red earlobe, and muttered, "Close the door, I'm freezing to death."