The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

   Chapter 236, meet

   Seeing A Xun bowing her head sadly, she hurriedly comforted: "Okay, okay, I'm not thirsty, I don't need to drink water."

   Yaoji secretly gave Mo Yuan a thumbs up where Shen Yijia couldn't see.

  I didn't expect Mo Yuan to look like a piece of wood at ordinary times, and she was quite witty when she did things. Can the young lady drink the water that the kid boiled? Who knows if it will be drugged.

   A Xun looked at Yaoji's small movements and gritted his teeth angrily.

   "By the way, do you know who those people were just now?" Shen Yijia didn't notice the surging tide of the other three, she pulled the fire and suddenly raised her head to ask.

   When she was fighting just now, she found that these people's tricks were a bit strange.

   Speaking of this, Yaoji glanced at A Xun and spit out three words: "Huns."

   Shen Yijia followed his line of sight and saw the tangled look on A Xun's face, so she didn't ask any more questions.

  In the city of Yangyang, the streets are in a mess, and the ruins can be seen everywhere.

  The injured were all crowded under the eaves that could shelter from the rain because of the rain.

  Although the Xiongnu army was besieged, but every few days they harassed from time to time. They used catapults to throw stones into the city and then retreated.

   Anle Palace.

  Pours of **** water came out from the master bedroom, and several men in armor were waiting anxiously outside the door.

  The door opened again, and an old man with a white beard came out first, followed by a man dressed as a housekeeper.

   Several people rushed up to surround him.

   "Doctor Fang, how is your lord?"

  Doctor Fang helped his beard and said, "It's not a big problem, it's just that you have lost too much blood and need to rest. It's not appropriate to be disturbed for the time being, you generals, why don't you go back first."

  Doctor Fang was brought by Shangguan Han from the capital, and he followed him all the time, and everyone was willing to give him a little face.

   Hearing him say this, no one dared to clamor to go in, and they all told him to take good care of the prince and then left.

   After waiting for the people to leave, Uncle Yang, dressed as a palace advisor, came out from the side. The man looked at him and nodded.

   Uncle Yang breathed a sigh of relief. If something happened to King Anle, he really didn't know how to explain it to the eldest son.

   Speaking of which, this time King Anle was injured purely by accident.

   Today, he went to the city to visit the wounded soldiers and returned to the house. He didn't want to walk halfway, and a house by the road suddenly collapsed.

   There was still a child standing below. He rushed to save himself but was in no hurry and was hit on the head by a piece of rubble.

   What else did Uncle Yang want to ask, the man leaned into his ear and said three words, his pupils instantly dilated, and he looked at the closed door in disbelief

In the    room, a young man was lying on the couch with a pale face. He was about fourteen or fifteen years old.

   At this moment, he was staring at the man in black who suddenly appeared in the room.

   After looking at it for a while, he closed his eyes and opened them again, and repeated several times before confirming that it was not his hallucination.

   The pressure he has endured for more than a year, guilt and panic flooded his heart like a tide, and his eyes slowly turned red: "Watch, cousin."

  Song Jingchen didn't have the sadness of reuniting his brothers after a long absence, so he blackened his face and reprimanded in a deep voice: "What a proper way to cry."

  Shangguan Han Xiao Song Jingchen is three years old, born a month later than the fourth prince Shangguan Yao, ranking fifth among the princes, and just turned fifteen this year.

   He was established as a prince at birth, not only the mother of a middle palace queen, but also the powerful Fuguo Gongfu as a foreign family.

   As soon as he was born, he had something that others could not get in his entire life. He didn't need to work hard, and what he wanted would be delivered to him.

   He always sees only the 'bright' side, so he has developed a naive and simple temperament.

  After the accident, Song Jingchen asked Uncle Yang to always pay attention to Shangguanhan's situation. Apart from ensuring his life was safe, he did not allow Uncle Yang to intervene.

   I just hope that after this time, Shangguan Han can grow up and understand that the 'light' he sees in his eyes is because his close relatives keep the dark side behind him.

  After all, the price paid for this is too high

  The dragon robe and the letter are someone else's planting and framing it is good, but if he can take more precautions and be more careful, he will not give people an opportunity to take advantage of it, and ultimately harm others and himself.

  Shangguan Han quickly wiped away his tears with his sleeves, his excitement faded, and he pulled out a smile: "Cousin, why are you here?"

  Thinking of something, his eyes fell on Song Jingchen's leg, and he said in surprise, "Cousin, your leg."

  Before he left Beijing, he learned about the situation of the foreign family from other people's mouths. Unfortunately, at that time, his aunt's family left Beijing one step ahead of him.

   In fact, he understands, so what if he hasn't left Beijing yet? He can't even save himself, so what can he help them?

   Song Jingchen was asked about his legs, his eyes softened for a moment, but in a flash he looked cold again, and he said succinctly: "I was lucky enough to meet a master before I was able to recover."

   Seeing that he was so excited that he wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry, Song Jingchen sighed and asked dryly, "How's the injury?"

   "It's fine, it's just a smash. It'll be fine after two days of rest." Unexpectedly, his cousin would still care about him, and Shangguan Han grinned.

   smiled and suddenly stretched out his hand to cover his eyes and cried: "Cousin, why didn't you say it was me who died?

  If I die, my grandfather and uncle will be fine, and my mother will not be reduced from a queen of a country to a cold palace.

   Am I not his son? Why is he so cruel? If he is not satisfied with me as the Crown Prince, I can refuse the crown prince position.

   Even if I am demoted to a commoner, as long as my grandfather, uncle and mother are fine..."

  After the accident, he couldn't believe anyone around him, and he couldn't vent the pain and guilt he felt in his heart.

  These emotions have been accumulating in my heart, until I see my relatives at this moment, I can no longer bear it.

   A trace of grief flashed across Song Jingchen's eyes, which was quickly covered up, but this time he did not reprimand Shangguan Han like he did before.

   When he had enough crying, he said, "Let me leave the matter of Xunyang to me. You can rest in your room these few days."

   After he finished speaking, he turned and left, walked to the door, and a firm voice of Shangguan Han suddenly sounded behind him: "Cousin, I will definitely avenge my grandfather and uncle, no matter who it is."

  Song Jingchen paused, did not look back, and did not reply.

   Palace Room.

   Uncle Yang was pacing back and forth in the house, and the eldest son came in person, how could he not be excited.

  Since he sent a letter back to nothing, he never dared to send a letter back.

  Because King Anle was afraid of such a big thing, the eldest son could not have given any instructions.

   In order to avoid the exposure of the private army, unless there is a major event, he will not send a letter.

  The eldest son knows this, so there are only two possibilities for not replying to the letter. One is that the letter was blocked; the other is that something happened to the eldest son.

   There should be no second letter of any kind.

   A person jumped into the room from his half-opened window, Uncle Yang's thoughts were pulled back, he could see who was coming, and hurried over to close the window and fasten it.

   Kneel down when you walk in front of the person who is coming.

   (end of this chapter)