The Sickly Scion's Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

Chapter 310: Crying bitterly

“Why are you sitting outside?” Song Jingchen wanted to hold her hand, but he remembered that his hand was too cold.

Before he could retract his hand, her small hand had already grabbed his. Their fingers were intertwined tightly.

Shen Yijia turned around and grinned at him. “My hands are warm.”

Furball, who was wagging its tail beside the two of them, rolled its eyes silently. How could it not be warm? It was the one who warmed it up.

Song Jingchen tightened his grip. “Let’s go in.”

Shen Yijia shook her head and followed Song Jingchen. She kept staring at Song Jingchen’s face and said casually, “Ah Xun has been back in the Hun Royal Court for so long. Why hasn’t there been any news from him?”

Song Jingchen wondered why this girl was waiting outside today. It seemed that the brat from the Huns had sent a third letter.

Shen Yijia blinked. She did not realize that her beautiful husband was feeling guilty.

Unwilling to give up, she shook his hand and continued to ask, “Do you think something happened to him? Or did he lose the letter midway?”

Song Jingchen pursed his lips and sighed. “South Wind.”

“Ah!” South Wind was walking behind Furball when his name was called. “Master?”

Song Jingchen said, “I remember a letter from the Huns a few days ago. Didn’t I ask you to give it to Young Madam? Where’s the letter?”

South Wind was shocked. “Master, didn’t you say…”

Before he could finish, Song Jingchen glanced at him coldly. South Wind quickly swallowed the rest of his words and changed the topic. “Master, didn’t you ask me not to disturb Young Madam’s rest and give it to her the next day? In the end, Young Madam went to the Liu family early in the morning the next day. When Young Madam returned, I was about to take it out, but I didn’t…”

He definitely could not take the blame himself. South Wind was anxiously thinking of a way to protect himself when his gaze swept past Furball. He blurted out, “I didn’t want to see Furball eat the letter.”

Furball thought, “Are you bullying me because I can’t speak? You can even make up something like eating paper. Master won’t believe you. I’m not a fool.”

“Alright, Furball. You even dare to bite a letter now. Starting tomorrow, you’ll continue to be a vegetarian. If you want to eat meat, go out and hunt by yourself.” Shen Yijia turned around and glared at Furball.

Furball thought, “I forgot that my owner is a fool.”

After saying that, Shen Yijia turned to look at South Wind. “South Wind, you’re also half responsible. I’ll punish you.”

Song Jingchen added, “South Wind is incompetent. Give him the same punishment as Furball. He’ll be vegetarian for a month.”

South Wind heaved a sigh of relief that his master had not abandoned him. Tears almost welled up in his eyes. In any case, he had been vegetarian for a while. It didn’t matter if he was punished or not.

Shen Yijia chuckled to herself. It was indeed her beautiful husband who did it.

“Forget it, forget it. Since it’s him, I’ll forgive him.” she thought.

Song Jingchen saw her reaction and smiled.

The couple pretended to be stupid. The two scapegoats were pitiful.

The next day, Qian Youde, who had been staying here for almost a month, bade farewell to Shen Yijia.

Shen Yijia thought that he was lying again and rolled her eyes. “What’s wrong? Do the potatoes not taste good, or is it because you can’t pay the rent?”

Qian Youde choked. He really couldn’t afford to stay here anymore, but it would be embarrassing to say that.

He pulled a long face and said dejectedly, “Isn’t New Year’s Eve in a month? I’ve been out for more than half a year. The elders at home are worried about me and want me to go back quickly.”

Seeing that he was serious, Shen Yijia jumped up in joy. “Hubby, he’s finally leaving.”

Song Jingchen chuckled. “Yes.”

Qian Youde’s heart ached. This person was too heartless. That Liu fellow had at least gotten their concern when she left. When it came to him, he wished he could be more memorable.

“You’re hurting me too much.” Qian Youde looked aggrieved.

Seeing his resentful expression, Shen Yijia stopped smiling and nodded with a straight face. “You should go back. Otherwise, the elders in your family will be so sad. Have you packed your things? Isn’t it too slow for Zhu Zi and the others to pack? Why don’t I call Mo Yuan and the others over to help you?”

“It’s still early. If you set off earlier, you can reach home earlier.”

Qian Youde rolled his eyes and sat down in a chair. “It’s almost lunchtime. Besides, I didn’t say that I’d be leaving today.”

“It’s fine, it’s fine.” Shen Yijia did not give him a chance to finish. “South Wind, help clean up. Mo Yuan, go to the kitchen and pack some potatoes for them to eat on the way.”

“By the way, pack more. If they can’t finish it, they can bring it back for the elders to try.”

After giving the instructions, Shen Yijia turned around and smiled at Qian Youde. “I won’t charge you for these potatoes. Take it as a token of appreciation from your brother and sister-in-law.”

Thirty Thousand, who was injured in Jing’an Temple, was still recuperating.

Qian Youde had no say in this, Shen Yijia had arranged everything for him.

This question lingered in Qian Youde’s mind even as he stood at the entrance of the residence.

With a bang, Shen Yijia threw a large bag of potatoes into Qian Youde’s carriage.

The luggage was packed by South Wind, and the horses were led out by him.

Qian Youde and the other two were “sent” out of the residence by Shen Yijia and Song Jingchen.

Song Jingchen went forward expressionlessly and patted Qian Youde’s shoulder. “Hurry up and get in the carriage. It’s quite cold outside.”

This was the first time Song Jingchen had spoken to him so kindly with a hint of concern, but Qian Youde only wanted to cry.

This couple was too damn inhumane.

Qian Youde was “sent” into the carriage by their gazes. He was about to lift the curtain and say something else.

Shen Yijia grinned and waved at him. “Take care. We’ll stop here. Goodbye.”

Never again.

After saying that, Shen Yijia was afraid that Qian Youde would go back on his word. She pulled Song Jingchen back to the residence and kept urging South Wind, “Quick, close the door.”

Qian Youde was speechless.

“Young Master?” Zhu Zi was also a little stunned. This was the first time he had seen someone send them off like this.

It felt like she was kicking them out of the house.

“What are you talking about? Let’s go. Do you want to go back?” Qian Youde said angrily.

Only then did the carriage move.

Qian Youde looked at the bag of potatoes and suddenly sneered, saving him the trouble of asking for them.

It was beneficial to the people to promote this thing.

After Qian Youde left, Shen Yijia was so happy that she ate an extra bowl for lunch. Finally, no one would suddenly interrupt her when she was alone with her beautiful husband.

Perfect.

While Shen Yijia nurtured her relationship with Song Jingchen, it was her second New Year’s Eve in this world.

She spent New Year’s Eve with Shangguan Han. There were two tables set up. Mo Yuan, Butler Wan, and Yan Tai sat at one table.

Shen Yijia, Song Jingchen and Shangguan Han sat at the other table. After what had happened, Song Jingchen strictly ordered Shen Yijia not to drink, not even a drop.

Therefore, she could only watch Song Jingchen and Shangguan Han drink it while drinking her juice with tears in her eyes.

“Cousinu… Fortunately, I have you. Otherwise, I definitely wouldn’t have been able to keep Xunyang City this time.” Shangguan Han’s alcohol tolerance was also poor. After drinking a few glasses, he began to sob, sniffle, and cry.