The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

Chapter 229 , Jiajia was entangled, prince.

The two found a tea shed at the city gate and sat down.

It was only at this moment that Yaoji realized that Shen Yijia ran out in the middle of the night just to get rid of that woman.

But this is too unlike the young lady he knows. According to her style, if she really doesn't want that person to follow her, shouldn't she be beaten to make her unable to get up?

When was it so complacent.

Facing Yaoji's damned gaze, Shen Yijia scratched her hair irritably. Isn't it because her whole body is injured and can't get rid of her hands? And she looks very good-looking, of course, the main reason is that she has not yet confirmed whether she is someone with ulterior motives.

She has always been a good-natured person, but she doesn't fight everyone.

Shen Yijia was too lazy to explain, and leaned on the pillar with her hands on her knees sullenly. It would be good if the beauty was there, he would definitely be able to see if Mo Yuan was a bad person, and she didn't need to think about it.

Shen Yijia thought she could get rid of Mo Yuan by doing this, but she obviously still didn't know enough about this woman who could make her wife helpless.

She just squinted for a while, when there was a rapid horse's hoof, and Shen Yijia stood up agitatedly.

The horse had stopped in front of the tea shed where they were.

Looking at the person who came to her facelessly with a burden on her back, Shen Yijia raised her forehead.

What's more outrageous is that she is still riding Xiaohua.

Shen Yijia glared at Yaoji, didn't he tell the innkeeper to keep Xiaohua there? She also gave three taels of silver.

Yaoji was also confused, only to feel that he was wronged, and asked with a bitter face, "Where did you come from?"

But she didn't want Mo Yuan to stand beside Shen Yijia like a pillar without answering, as if she didn't see him at all.

A chicken: .

This person is obviously aimed at the young lady, and suddenly a little worried for the master, what should I do?

Shen Yijia puffed her cheeks and asked unhappily, "Where did it come from?"

Mo Yuan: "I saw that he gave this horse to the shopkeeper, remember it."

Dude, you dare to ride it out when you see it, is it yours? Do you know that this is theft

Shen Yijia rolled her eyes: "You said I was your little lady, didn't you?"

"right."

"Then do you want to listen to me?"

"Yes."

Satisfied, Shen Yijia folded her arms around her chest, raised her eyebrows and said, "Then I order you not to follow me."

"Mo Yuan promised the young lady that she would protect the young lady."

Shen Yijia was so angry that she almost didn't catch her breath. Why did another young lady appear, which seemed to be more important than the young lady's order. She clenched her fists and gritted her teeth: "I don't need your protection."

"Mo Yuan promised the young lady that she would protect the young lady."

Apart from facing Song Jingchen, Shen Yijia had no patience for others. She felt that it was a miracle that she didn't do anything before. Now that she couldn't make any sense, she took out the soft whip from her waist and swung it at Mo Yuan.

After seeing Mo Yuan's shot, Shen Yijia originally thought that she could at least escape, but she didn't want her to move at all. The sound of the whip slapped on the flesh was particularly loud in this silent night.

Yaoji didn't expect Shen Yijia to take action without a word, and shrank to the side to try to reduce his sense of existence, secretly thinking in his heart: This is what the young lady does.

Shen Yijia was stunned in place, before asking loudly for a while, "Why don't you hide?"

Mo Yuan: "Miss punishment, Mo Yuan can't hide."

She didn't seem to feel the pain, and she didn't even frown.

Shen Yijia blinked, completely understanding this person's brain circuit.

Depressed, she returned to the original place and sat down. Seeing that Mo Yuan was about to follow her, she hurriedly said, "Stand there, don't come here."

If it wasn't for this woman, Shen Yijia would have doubted that she was interested in him.

Woohoo, Xianggong, help, this is a lunatic.

In the end, Shen Yijia was unable to drive away Mo Yuan, but she ignored her. She expressed her gratitude and insensitivity to this person who suddenly appeared to haunt her.

What's even more hateful is to ask her who her miss is, since she said that the miss is the miss.

Shen Yijia: ? ? ? ? ?

So the little lady is the little lady?

She didn't bother to ask such an obvious answer.

If this has made Shen Yijia speechless, when he goes out the city gate the next day and meets Qian Youde's master and servant, he will definitely go crazy.

"Little lady, what a coincidence." Qian Youde stuck his head out of the carriage and greeted Shen Yijia with a smile.

Shen Yijia pursed her lips tightly, didn't even look at him, raised her whip and whipped: "Drive."

The horse under her immediately rushed out like an arrow from the string, and Qian Youde ate a mouthful of ashes before she could shut her mouth.

Yaoji and Mo Yuan also hurried to catch up.

"Master, are you okay?" Zhu Zi covered his mouth and nose and asked.

Qian Youde coughed for a while, then roared angrily, "Don't keep up."

"But what about our caravan?" Zhuzi was helpless, did his young master forget what he was doing by lying out of the house?

Qian Youde was stunned for a while, and after thinking about it, he kicked Shuan who was sitting next to the pillar, and urged, "Shuanzi will follow them, let's go first."

Look at the carriage that abandons itself.

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The closer he gets to Xunyang, the more refugees there are on the road. Song Jingchen pursed his lips as he looked at these homeless refugees.

Even if they rush from here to Xunyang without stopping, it will still take a day. There are so many refugees here, and it is not difficult to imagine the tragic situation in Xunyang today.

After all, it is not a last resort, these ordinary people will never leave their homes.

"Master?" Seeing Song Jingchen stop, Nan Feng called out in confusion.

He would not simply think that his master would be someone who pitied these people.

Song Jingchen looked at the sky and said in a low voice, "Just rest here for a night, go and find out about Xunyang's current situation."

Uncle Yang has always been on Qilin Mountain. If he knew that something happened to Shangguanhan, he would not sit idly by.

As for why he didn't receive Uncle Yang's letter, since there are other people's hands and feet in it, it seems that it is not difficult to guess.

Song Jingchen sneered, not only wanting Shangguan Han to die, but also not wanting Da Xia to be hurt, I am afraid that even his private army has been calculated, it is really a good calculation, but there is no such thing as cheap.

"Master." Nanfeng returned after less than a stick of incense.

Song Jingchen nodded and motioned to him.

"According to the time they said, Xunyang was surrounded by the Huns the day before we set off.

These refugees are all the people of the towns near Xunyang City, so they don't know much about what's going on in Xunyang City, and..." Having said this, Nan Feng gritted his teeth and put on a look of anger on his face.

"And now the gates of Liang County are closed, no one is allowed to enter or leave, and the imperial court has sent heavy troops to guard it.

The imperial court clearly told the people of the world that these people and all the people of Xunyang City were abandoned by Daxia. "Nan Feng was obviously so angry that he forgot that in front of Song Jingchen, he clenched his fist and slammed it on the tree trunk beside him.