The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

If Houchan thumped and knelt down: "General, general, I'm worried about you, then, then..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a puff, and a knife pierced through his back.

If Houchan turned around in disbelief, he saw the little prince looking at him fiercely, holding the hilt of the knife in his hand.

"Zuoda, why are you wasting your time with such a person who eats inside and out?" A Xun pursed his lips tightly and grabbed the handle of the knife with both hands and forcefully pulled the knife out, blood splattered on his face.

Trodat paused, a complex look flashed in his eyes, if Ketun was as decisive as the little prince, wouldn't he have died at the hands of the villain.

"You should go back." Song Jingchen said suddenly.

Trodat glanced at him, nodded and clasped his fists at the crowd, picked up the corpse on the ground, turned and disappeared into the night.

As soon as Trodat left, A Xun, who was still too fierce just now, persuaded to pull his head down.

"Well, here it is." A handkerchief suddenly appeared in front of him.

A Xun sniffed: "I didn't cry again."

Shen Yijia tilted her head and said seriously: "I didn't say you were crying, I asked you to wipe the blood on your face. You said it a bit like the beauty Xianggong said about silver and three hundred taels."

This sentence is too long, the only thing Shen Yijia remembers is the part about silver.

A Xun: I suddenly feel that this sister is not cute anymore.

Song Jingchen: "There is no silver 300 taels here."

"Yes, yes." Shen Yijia nodded hastily.

Song Jingchen: "Beautiful husband? Huh?"

Shen Yijia: Oops, I accidentally said the name in my heart.

She rolled her eyes, staggered in place, and cried out in pain, "Hey, my foot is sprained."

Song Jingchen was amused, and he reached out his hand to hug her, but he didn't want someone faster than him to directly punch and hug her.

Shen Yijia looked at the expressionless Mo Yuan with disgust.

It should not be expressionless, at least you can see a hint of worry.

However, that's not the point...

"Let me down, let me down." Shen Yijia said in a voice.

Mo Yuan: "Little Miss, your leg is sprained."

Shen Yijia covered her face: I know, but I want to be hugged by Duke Meixiang.

Don't take Mo Yuan with you when you go out in the future, hum.

Song Jingchen walked over with a dark face to grab someone from Mo Yuan's hands. Mo Yuan noticed his movement and stepped back to avoid it.

The two looked at each other, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Shen Yijia couldn't bear it any longer, she reached out and scratched Mo Yuan's arm.

She spoke at a volume she thought only the two of them could hear: "I order you to let go, or I'll beat you up."

Mo Yuan's hand trembled, and with Shen Yijia's words, she immediately put her hand behind her.

Shen Yijia: ...?

Seeing that he was about to fall and bloom, but fortunately Song Jingchen didn't disappoint her and quickly caught her.

Shen Yijia breathed a sigh of relief, put her hands on Song Jingchen's neck, and smiled: "Mo Yuan's strength is small, even I can't hold it."

Song Jingchen was teased by her words and swept away the stagnation just now, and hummed softly: "I will hug you from now on."

Can only hold him.

"Okay." Shen Yijia shook her legs twice, she hugged Xianggong before his legs were good, and it's not bad to change it now, fair.

Everyone: The legs are very flexible, aren't they sprained?

Although Song Jingchen went out of the city mainly because he needed to meet A Xun and Zhuo Da, most of them were hunting, except for a few people who ate them.

There were also three or four pheasants hanging on each person, except for A Xun, who only took one.

The pheasants were caught by Song Jingchen himself, and they were still alive and kicking.

To prevent them from running away or barking and making noises, their mouths and feet are tied.

When they returned to the palace, it was already Yin Shi.

With Uncle Yang guarding the city wall, and Song Jingchen bringing back food for the people of Xunyang City, everyone was watching, and several people were not blocked from entering the city.

Shangguan Han knew that they were out of the city, so he was so worried that he couldn't sleep, so he kept waiting. The master wasn't sleeping, and the servant couldn't sleep either.

So when they entered the palace, they were greeted by the whole palace.

Seeing that they brought back so many prey, everyone was overjoyed, and they also wanted to eat meat.

Xunyang City is already poor, and the annual output is enough for the people to chew on.

Shangguan Han is not the kind of person who waits until he is full and everything is fine, regardless of the life or death of others.

What's more, this is his fief, and these people are his people.

So after learning about the situation here, the first thing he did was to reduce taxes.

This time, the Xiongnu army chose to attack before the autumn harvest, and that was the only hope for everyone throughout the year, so this year was basically no harvest.

There was no grain in the city, so Shangguan Han could only open a warehouse to put grain.

Even most of the food in the house was distributed.

So don't think that they are the servants of the palace and think they are superior, but in fact they are just as hungry as the people outside.

Fortunately, the master, Shangguan Han, is easy to serve, and he will give them a portion of what he eats, and he will never eat alone.

So when they saw the meat, they were not excited.

Not only were they happy, but Shangguan Han was also happy, and he hadn't eaten meat for a while.

Forgot to wonder how the people who went out to do errands turned into hunters, leaned up excitedly and stared at the prey without blinking: "Cousin, how do you know that I want to eat meat?

It just so happened that I didn't have enough to eat for dinner, so I ordered someone to kill two pheasants to satisfy my cravings. "

One stew, one stir fry, delicious.

Thinking that he was about to drool, he hurriedly beckoned someone to come and pick him up.

Song Jingchen's face instantly turned black, and he took a few steps to block Shangguanhan's coveted eyes.

"That's not for you, it's for your sister-in-law to make up for her body."

Shangguanhan's mouth twitched, when did his cousin become so stingy, and...

He probed around Song Jingchen to see the people behind him, Yaoji and Nanfeng each had four, Mo Yuan three, and Xiao Axun one.

There are twelve pheasants, when will my sister-in-law eat by herself?

He thought so, and he murmured subconsciously.

Song Jingchen raised his eyebrows: "One in the morning, one in the evening, and if you are hungry at night, I will kill another one for a late night snack. I will catch the live one specially, and I won't waste it if I keep it for a few days."

After such a calculation, Song Jingchen suddenly felt that there were fewer arrests, and it was only enough for his little daughter-in-law to eat for three days.

Fortunately, in three days, Trodat should have finished dealing with those Mongidos.

"Sister-in-law can eat so much?" Shangguan Han was shocked.

Since he wanted to make up for his sister-in-law, he naturally wouldn't grab it, but he was too surprised that even a big man couldn't eat a whole pheasant in one meal.

Look at this fat man, it's really not as good as a chicken.

Shen Yijia's heart was warm, sweet, and moved.

Shangguanhan's voice made everyone look at her, and Shen Yijia blushed.

She stirred the hem of her clothes uncomfortably with her fingers, and muttered unconvincingly, "Also, it's not so edible, right?"