The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

When the sky was dawn, Shen Yijia woke up. She rubbed her eyes and glanced at the neatly folded clothes on the side—a new set of fragrant concubine-colored dresses.

Seeing this dress, she remembered that she slept with Ji Luo last night.

Without it, Ji Luo spent more than a month making this dress for her.

All the way from Fenghuang Town to Fengcheng, whenever she has time, she will take out embroidery.

Ji Luo's cooking skills are on a par with hers, but needlework is much better than hers.

Shen Yijia rolled around on the bed with her clothes in her arms, and hurriedly put on her clothes and went out.

There is a well in the backyard, where I usually go to wash.

When they went to the backyard, they had to pass through her and Song Jingchen's room. From a distance, they could see 30,000 sleeping under the eaves in front of the room.

Shen Yijia ran over and patted him on the shoulder: "It's on fire."

Thirty thousand jumped up from the spot in fright: "Where, where is the fire?"

Seeing Shen Yijia with a smirk on his face, he just breathed a sigh of relief. After thinking of something, he exclaimed again: "It's dawn?"

"Yeah, it's dawn." Shen Yijia crossed her arms and asked suspiciously, "Why do you sleep here? I've never seen you so conscientious..."

She blinked and asked mysteriously, "Is it because I'm not here and my husband doesn't feel safe sleeping, so I let you stay here?"

Thirty thousand times, I didn't know what to say for a while, so I simply pushed open the door behind me and entered the house.

Shen Yijia's eyes widened, she followed quickly, and said softly, "Keep your voice down, don't disturb my husband to sleep... Hey, is my husband up so early?"

The bed was empty, and the quilt was neatly folded, so there was no trace of Song Jingchen.

"It's over, the master didn't come back last night."

Shen Yijia paused: "What did you say? My husband went out last night?"

"Yeah, at the end of the hour, the master didn't say anything, so he let the subordinate go to lead the horse... The subordinate asked him if he wanted to tell the young lady, and he said he would be back soon... But it's been a night. ..." Thirty thousand was completely panicked, and his words were all over the top.

The end of time? When she went to her mother's room yesterday, it was probably Xu Shi, and at the end of Zi Shi, she had already met with Zhou Peng.

"Could it be that I got up and went to the backyard to wash?" Shen Yijia said and went to the backyard.

When I first arrived at the arch, I met Ji Luo who came from the backyard. Seeing her anxious face, she frowned and asked, "Jiajia, what's wrong?"

"Mother, have you seen my husband?"

"Achen?" Ji Luo shook his head and asked, "Is he not in the room?"

After she got up, she went to the kitchen first, and when she saw Mo Yuan was preparing breakfast, she went to the backyard to wash up.

This house is so big, Song Jingchen will definitely be able to meet it if he gets up.

"No, 30,000 said that Xianggong went out last night..."

As soon as she finished speaking, the sound of hooves came from outside the courtyard, and the sound of hooves stopped at the gate.

Before the door was knocked, Shen Yijia swooped out and opened the door.

It turned out that Song Jingchen was outside the door, and he was still wearing the same clothes from yesterday.

"Xianggong, where have you been?" Shen Yijia jumped up directly.

Song Jingchen held the horse rope with one hand and kept the other hand raised. He paused and patted Shen Yijia's back comfortably: "Let's go in and talk about it."

He handed the horse to 30,000, and held Shen Yijia in one hand to prepare to enter the house.

Just after taking two steps, the sound of hooves sounded again, and the two turned to look at them at the same time.

I saw a group of soldiers wearing armor and riding iron cavalry turning into the alley where they were.

Song Jingchen's face became solemn in an instant, and he subconsciously tightened his grip on Shen Yijia's hand.

Shen Yijia turned to look at him suspiciously.

Song Jingchen looked at the oncoming team for a moment, tilted his head slightly, lowered his voice and said, "Yesterday you said that you heard Mo Yu and Yu's conspiracy... Then I suddenly thought, because I don't want Wu Guo and Xuanyuan country to cooperate , so try to stop it. Similarly, the Wu State will not want to see us cooperate with Xuanyuan State, but you are the daughter of King Jing'an, and with this relationship, on the surface, our chances of winning are relatively large, plus yesterday's monarch If I don't see them but see me, the people of Wu will definitely be anxious.

If they want to stop it, the best way is to attack King Jing'an. I went out last night to remind the king to be careful. "

Shen Yijia is now equivalent to the bridge between Daxia and Xuanyuan Kingdom, but the decision is in the hands of the monarch, and it is useless to attack Shen Yijia, but Xuanyuance is different.

If something happens to him, the monarch will not let the person who did it.

Shen Yijia asked: "Then have you told him?"

Song Jingchen pursed his lips: "I didn't find him."

Xuanyuan Ce usually does not live in the palace, but in a courtyard in Jinyu Hutong.

The other courtyard was not far from their residence. It had been more than two hours since Xuanyuan Ce left when he went out, so he should have gone back normally.

But he went to another courtyard to inquire, and the servant said that he did not go back, so he went to the palace again, still the same result.

Shen Yijia groaned in her heart, opened her mouth and wanted to ask, but the team had stopped in front of them.

At the head was a tall and mighty man. His eyes swept over Shen Yijia, especially at her eyebrows, and then he saw him take out a piece of rice paper from his arms and open it, comparing the two. , he waved his hand: "Take it away."

Immediately, several soldiers dismounted and walked towards Shen Yijia.

Shen Yijia: When people sit at home, the pot comes from the sky?

She didn't know what was going on, it was impossible to catch her without her hands, but before she could make a move, two figures stood in front of her - Song Jingchen and Ji Luo.

"There is a bright future, the official should have a reason for arresting people." Song Jingchen said in a deep voice.

The man took out a token from his arms: "What reason does Your Majesty need to summon, take it away."

In fact, Song Jingchen had entered the palace, and at first glance recognized that this group of people were wearing the clothes of the Imperial Guard of Xuanyuan Palace.

Saying that is just trying to make a cliché, but the attitude of this person obviously doesn't say much.

Ji Luo's fingertips moved slightly, and Song Jingchen stepped forward without a trace to block her hand: "What you want to catch is my lady, can you take me with you?"

"Xiang Gong..." Shen Yijia was not happy.

Song Jingchen looked at the man on the horse and didn't speak.

Taking the lead in the janitorial army, he snorted coldly: "Seek your own way and take it away together."

Ji Luo retracted his hand: "Then take me with you too."

Song Jingchen looked back at her: "Mother, you haven't taken care of yourself yet, so just stay at home."

In a place that outsiders can't see, he used his mouth to say a word.

Ji Luo frowned, and finally took a step back.

When the Praetorian Guards came, they followed a carriage, which looked no different from an ordinary carriage from the outside.

When I entered, I realized that it was an iron cage, just covered with a layer of skin.

Shen Yijia slammed the hammer a few times, and wanted to hammer again, but a big hand grabbed her hand.

Song Jingchen rubbed her hands in distress and said helplessly, "It's not you who hurts."

"I don't feel pain." Shen Yijia snorted and asked in a low voice, "Xiang Gong, didn't you say you didn't find a big scumbag?"

Song Jingchen nodded.

"Then you still let your mother go... Oh, I see, you don't want your mother to be involved in danger." Before finishing a sentence, Shen Yijia figured it out by herself, and said angrily: "Then you still come with them, they It's obviously only me who's going to be caught."

Song Jingchen rubbed her head: "We'll be together wherever we go."

Shen Yijia was moved to tears and sighed: "Where did you say the big scumbag went? Why did the monarch arrest me?"

Heaven can learn from it, after she came to Xuanyuan Kingdom, she hadn't had time to cause trouble.

Song Jingchen opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say the guess in his heart.

Shen Yijia just thought he didn't know either, sighed again, turned around to grab the iron railing with both hands, and stretched out her hands to pull open the curtain outside.

She hates this kind of sealed place so much, it reminds her of the song that Dahua used to sing when she entered the laboratory...

"Iron gates, iron windows, iron chains;

With my hands on the bars, I look out;

How good is life outside;

When will you return to my home circle..."

Song Jingchen's whole body twitched, looking at the man who was lying on the iron cage with his hand stretched out, the corner of his mouth twitched.

Where did you hear this... Qu, so weird!

The Praetorian Guards riding around the carriage:  …

They turned their heads to look at the carriage in unison, and then turned their heads silently.

Shen Yijia didn't know that her singing voice was terrifying, and she changed her tone as she sang.

"Yue'er, bend over to your mother's heart;

In prison, thinking carefully;

Don't just regret and hate;

Reinvented and reborn..."

The sound of horses' hooves passing by on the long street, such a team of janitorial guards was enough to attract people's attention. Coupled with the faintly floating singing, the people on the street stopped and looked sideways.

In the wing room on the second floor of a certain inn, a woman looked at the team below and curled her lips: "Sister Yu is really impressive."

Half an hour later, the team stopped at the gate of the palace, and all the imperial guards breathed a sigh of relief.

Shen Yijia was just too thirsty to sing, so she jumped out of the carriage and stretched her bones.

Looking at the guards who were surrounded instantly, she rolled her eyes: "We will go by ourselves."

The leader of the Imperial Guard nodded, and the rest retreated.

The Guards were ordered by the monarch to take people, and the Guards headed showed the token and were released directly.

Shen Yijia looked around and whispered, "Xiang Gong, why do I think things are a little serious?"

Look at the seriousness of these people. She has been to the palace in Daxia, and she can see more or less eunuchs and palace maids walking on the palace road, but she didn't see a single one along the way.

Song Jingchen clenched her hand: "Don't be afraid when I'm here."

"Yeah." Shen Yijia nodded obediently, and didn't look around at the moment.

They were taken directly to a palace with the words Yugan Palace on it.

The head of the Imperial Guard came forward and notified, and the gate of the Imperial Palace opened.

The two walked in, and before they could see the situation inside, a petite figure rushed towards them.

"Bitch, I'm going to kill you to avenge my father..."

Song Jingchen and Shen Yijia raised their feet subconsciously.

"what……"

The figure flew straight upside down in a parabola...

"Ye'er!" A woman exclaimed and rushed over to help him up.

Seeing who was kicked out by her and Song Jingchen, Shen Yijia turned cold.

What does it mean to avenge her father, isn't Xuanyuan Ye's father a scumbag? Big scumbag dead?

A stern voice sounded from above: "Presumptuous, cough, cough~"

Shen Yijia looked up and saw that the speaker was blocked.

"Your Majesty, you have to take care of your dragon body, don't get angry anymore."

"Doctor Wan, you go down first." Xuanyuan Qi said coldly.

Doctor Wan stepped aside, and Shen Yijia saw the face of the person sitting in front of the imperial case. Her eyes met, her eyes widened: "Why are you..."

Xuanyuan Qi's face was not surprised, he looked at Shen Yijia with a cold face, and there was a complex color in his eyes that others could not easily detect.

The servant scolded: "Bold, don't want your eyes anymore, don't kneel down when you see His Majesty."

Although he didn't understand when Shen Yijia had met the monarch of Xuanyuan Kingdom, Song Jingchen also knew that it was not the time to be curious about this. He squeezed Shen Yijia's hand to remind him, flung his robes and knelt down: "I have seen Your Majesty Xuanyuan Kingdom."

Shen Yijia frowned and knelt down.

Xuanyuan Qi glanced at the servant on the side.

The inner servant understood and asked the two men who were kneeling at the front dressed as servants: "You two, take a good look. The person you saw last night was not her."

He pointed to Shen Yijia.

The two servants turned their heads and looked at Shen Yijia for a while.

One of them said in a trembling voice: "It was too dark at that time... The servants didn't see it clearly... But that person was wearing an apricot dress... She looked a bit like her..."

Apricot, when Xuanyuan Qi saw Shen Yijia yesterday, the dress she was wearing was exactly this color.

The other person also hurriedly said: "The servant saw the person's face, but that person had a veil on his face... But the flower tin between the eyebrows is exactly the same as hers..."

Shen Yijia was at a loss.

Song Jingchen's heart sank.

Sure enough, Wu Guoren's attack on Xuanyuan Ce was only the first step. In order to prevent Xuanyuan Guo from cooperating with Daxia, the second step should be framed.

"Uncle Huang, it must be her!" Xuanyuan Ye glanced at Shen Yijia angrily, ignoring the pain on her body, she knelt down with a plop, "She must have hated her father for abandoning her and her mother, that's why she would be right. The king's father's poison... Uncle Huang, you must avenge my father's king..."

Her eyes were swollen from crying, and the sadness on her face was not fake at all.

"Your Majesty..." Mrs. Yu closed her eyes and tears fell.

Although it is only two simple words, it seems to be contagious, which makes those who hear it sad.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, King Jing'an's body is outside the hall." A servant came in tremblingly and said.

Xuanyuan Qi stood up abruptly, his body swayed, and the servant wanted to step forward to help him, but he threw him away and strode out like outside the hall.

Yu's mother and daughter also got up and followed. When they passed in front of Shen Yijia, Xuanyuan Ye raised his foot and wanted to step on her hand on the ground.

As a result, she stepped on the air, and when she met Song Jingchen's eyes, she missed a beat in her heart, and said bitterly, "Uncle Huang will never let you go."

"Xiang Gong, what are they talking about?" Shen Yijia stared blankly at Song Jingchen.

What is the body of King Jing'an? She clearly knew these words, but they couldn't understand them together. It was strange.

Song Jingchen felt a pain in his heart, and the hand holding her hand tightened: "Don't worry, it's not necessarily true, let's go out and see."

"Okay, I have spiritual fluid, so I'm not afraid." Shen Yijia used Song Jingchen's strength to stand up.