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.

   Yaoji only reacted at this time, 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 you really don't want that person to follow, shouldn't she be beaten to make her unable to get up?

When did    be so compromising.

   Facing Shang Yaoji's damning gaze, Shen Yijia scratched her hair irritably. Isn't it because her whole body is injured and her hands are incapacitated? 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 not everyone fights.

   Shen Yijia didn't bother to explain, and leaned on the pillar with her hands tucked her knees glumly. If only Mei Xianggong 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 that 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 mother-in-law helpless.

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

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

   Looking at the person who came to her facelessly with a bag on his back, Shen Yijia pressed his 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 also had a confused look on his face, 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.

   Yaoji: .

   This person is obviously here for the young lady, and suddenly he is a little worried for the master. What should I do?

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

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

  Good guy, you dare to ride 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 across her chest, raised her eyebrows and said, "Then I order you not to follow me."

   "Mo Yuan promised Miss that she would protect her."

  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 Miss that she would protect her."

  In addition to facing Song Jingchen, Shen Yijia has no patience for others. She felt that it was a miracle that she didn't do anything in front of her. Now that she couldn't make any sense, she took out the soft whip from her waist and waved it at Mo Yuan.

   After seeing Mo Yuan's shot, Shen Yijia thought 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 as soon as he disagreed, 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, and after a while he asked loudly, "Why don't you hide?"

  Mo Yuan: "Little Miss punishes, 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 her 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 liked him.

   woo woo, xianggong, help, this is a lunatic.

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

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

  Shen Yijia: ? ? ? ? ?

   So the little miss is the little lady?

   Such an obvious answer, she didn't bother to ask.

   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, without looking at him, she raised her horse whip and said, "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 rushed to catch up.

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

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

   "But what about our caravan?" Zhuzi was helpless, did his young master forget what he did when he was lying there?

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

   looked at the carriage that abandoned him.

  Emboli: .

  The closer you get 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 miserable 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 take a rest here for a night, go and find out about Xunyang's current situation."

   Uncle Yang has been on Qilin Mountain. If he knew that something happened to Shangguan Han, he would definitely not sit back and ignore it.

   As for why he didn't receive Uncle Yang's letter, since there are other people's hands and feet, 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 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 signaled to him.

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

  These refugees are all the people of the towns near Xunyang City, so they don't know what's going on in Xunyang City, and..." Having said this, Nanfeng gritted his teeth, and his face was filled with anger.

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

  The imperial court is clearly telling 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.

   (end of this chapter)