The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

   Chapter 238, Mr. Beauty, here I come

  In the city of Yangyang, the soldiers lay on their backs tiredly on the road, above the city wall.

  Many people were still injured, but all of them had smiles on their faces.

   It has been more than a month since the Xiongnu army knelt on the side. Not only did they have to starve, but they also had to be frightened all day long.

  Although the Xiongnu army outside had only retreated for ten miles, it was hope for them.

"I told you that in the middle of the night, why did you gather the people to make a net for no reason? I didn't expect you to be waiting here." The talking general pointed to the net hanging above, and gave a thumbs up: "It really is yours. "

   "Which is what we thought, we also have someone pointing it out." Meng Jiang waved his hand modestly.

   "Oh? When was there such a high-level person in our city?" The man asked curiously.

  Standing aside, Zuo Fei suddenly said, "Okay, let's have the broken net repaired first. This time the Huns had some trouble. Next time I'm afraid it won't be so easy to kill."

   After saying that, he strode away.

   "Hey, look at this guy" Meng Jiang nodded with his hand and followed after turning around.

   Uncle Yang was telling Shangguan Han what Song Jingchen had heard about the Huns.

   Suddenly someone outside the door reported: "My lord, there is a group of people outside the city who want to enter the city, saying that they are here to find you. General Meng is worried that it is a conspiracy of the Huns, and he dare not let anyone open the city gate."

   If these people came a few hours early or yesterday, they would not be able to get close to the city gate. How can the Huns retreat, they will come to such a coincidence.

   And the Huns just retreated, how did they avoid the army and get close to the city gate?

  Shangguanhan stopped talking and looked at Uncle Yang, murmured, "Could it be that cousin brought someone back? Impossible, if it was cousin, they wouldn't have opened the city gate."

   Uncle Yang thought of Yitong and others who were sent by Song Jingchen to find the little prince, and hurriedly said: "My lord, this old slave goes out and have a look."

  Shangguanhan saw his expression and wanted to follow him out, but suddenly thought of something, he lifted half of the quilt and put it back on his lap silently.

   Uncle Yang followed the young general who came to report to the city gate and quickly climbed up the city wall.

   He stuck his head out and saw a group of people outside the city. The most conspicuous thing was that there was a big worm next to the black boy who took the lead.

   Nanfeng, he has only seen one tube and 30,000 people, but he doesn't know if the following ones are them.

   After thinking for a moment, he wanted to ask "Who is coming?"

   But he didn't want a voice below to sound faster.

   "Uncle Yang, Uncle Yang. It's me, I'm here to find my husband. Is my husband in there?"

   That dream made her feel uneasy, so she wanted to quickly confirm whether Song Jingchen was in the city.

   Speaking of which, they were able to avoid the Huns so smoothly because of the mountain road they followed the group.

   Nanfeng, who had met her in the middle of the road, twitched at the corners of his mouth.

   Uncle Yang's eyes turned black when he heard this voice, and he almost got carried off the city wall. The eldest son didn't say anything about the young lady's coming.

   But he still took out a token and said loudly: "Quick, open the city gate."

   In the city, he always walks as the advisor of King Anle, and he often follows King Anle. Everyone is not unfamiliar with him.

  Although they are curious about who the husband of the dark boy below is, no one has the courage to gossip about Uncle Yang.

  The heavy city gate was slowly lowered.

  Shen Yijia frowned. Uncle Yang hadn't told her whether Song Jingchen was in or not. If she wasn't, would she be able to come out?

   Just as he was about to ask again, Nan Feng suddenly rode his horse to her side and said in a low voice, "My lord might be still in the city."

   In fact, whether she is here or not, it is best for the young lady not to run around.

  Shen Yijia was right when he thought about it, plus there were so many people watching on the city wall, it was not easy to stand here.

   The group entered the city on horseback, and the city gate was closed again.

  A Xun rode with Yaoji all the way. Seeing that the city gate opened so easily, he glanced at Shen Yijia with complicated eyes, then turned and buried his face in Yaoji's arms.

   Yaoji watched his movements, sneered, and didn't push him out.

  Because of the existence of dango, no one dared to ask.

  Shen Yijia patiently followed Uncle Yang back to the palace, and when there were no outsiders around, she asked again, "Uncle Yang, where is Xianggong?"

   Uncle Yang was silent, thinking of Shen Yijia's temperament, he said vaguely: "Young master is busy now, young lady, I will arrange for someone to take you to bathe and wash up, otherwise the son will see you like this..."

   Uncle Yang covered his nose and looked at the man dressed as a man in front of him with a complicated expression. He had never seen such a sloppy woman in his life.

   Shen Yijia looked down at herself and was silent.

   When was the last time you had a bath?

   She scratched her head in embarrassment.

  Hi, my hair is knotted, it hurts.

  If the beauty Xianggong sees her like this...

   Shen Yijia felt bad when she thought of that picture.

   She stood up abruptly, and even forgot all her worries about Song Jingchen.

   I only thought about not letting the beauty Xianggong see her current appearance.

   "I want a bath!" she yelled.

   Uncle Yang smirked, the young lady is still the same young lady, so fooling.

   hurriedly summoned a young servant to give a few words in his ear, and the man had to make him retreat immediately.

  The servants of the palace moved quickly, and before the time for a cup of tea, a maid came to report that the water was ready.

   Shen Yijia was about to follow the maid, and behind him Tuanzi, Mo Yuan, A Xun and Yaoji subconsciously stood up and followed.

   After walking a few steps, only a few people realized that something was wrong.

   They are used to it this way.

   Shen Yijia looked back at the three of them inexplicably, and then said to Uncle Yang, "Let someone take them to take a bath too."

   glanced at the pitiful dumpling, and added: "Oh, yes, there are dumplings."

stinky.

   Uncle Yang's attention was all on A Xun at this time, and he didn't react until Nan Feng coughed lightly, and hurriedly said, "It's all arranged."

  A Xun gave Nanfeng and Uncle Yang a meaningful glance, and raised a small brow.

  Nanfeng didn't expect things to be so coincidental, and the two people they were looking for actually got together.

   Thinking of Yitong who was still looking for someone outside, he hurriedly arranged for someone to find them back.

   Shen Yijia followed the maid to the bathroom, sent out the person who was going to serve her in the bath, and it took an hour to wash herself fragrantly.

   When she came out, her face was flushed with heat. If it wasn't for the thought of wanting to see Song Jingchen supporting her, she would have almost fallen asleep in the tub.

   The maidservants at the door were all stunned when they saw her coming out.

  I saw her drape her blue silk over her shoulders, wearing a concubine's color cross-collar skirt, and the fiery red flower on her forehead was the finishing touch.

  Is this the same person who just entered?

  Shen Yijia blinked and wanted to ask if she could help her get a beautiful bun.

   There was a sudden noise, saying something came back.

   Shen Yijia's eyes lit up and ran out like a gust of wind.

  Beauty Xianggong, here I come!

   (end of this chapter)