The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

  Chapter 257, revealing his feet

  Song Jingchen received Nanfeng's resentful eyes, clenched his fists against his lips and coughed lightly: "It's okay to learn from each other, it will help your skills."

  South Wind: No, I don't want to.

  It doesn't matter if you think about it or not, because Shen Yijia's little fist has already been swung towards his face, with a gust of wind.

  Nan Feng was shocked. He had only seen Shen Yijia make a move. This was the first time he had faced it himself. If it was hit in the face, it would have broken his teeth, right? He hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it.

   Shen Yijia raised her eyebrows: "If you stay in a daze again, you will be beaten."

   Let him dodge the first punch just to see the beauty of Xianggong, but her own share still has to be beaten back.

   In Shangguan Han's room in the main courtyard, Yantai was dozing off little by little on the footrest beside the bed.

  A dark figure suddenly approached outside the door. The man gently pushed the door open a crack and was about to step over the threshold when a high-pitched voice suddenly sounded behind him.

   "Hey, Doctor Fang. Why did you come here so late?" This voice wasn't Butler Wan and who else was it.

   Yantai immediately woke up and looked up.

  Through the crack of the half-opened door, he could see two people outside, one at the door and the other under the eaves, he hurriedly got up to meet them.

  Doctor Fang cupped his hands and said, "The old man is not worried and the lord will come over to take a look. In addition, the development of these days has been a little confusing, and I want to check the pulse of the lord again to confirm."

   "You're already thinking." With a smile on his face, Butler Wan instructed Yantai, "Isn't it time to invite Doctor Fang in?"

   "Hey, Doctor Fang, please." Yantai hurriedly bent over to get out of the way.

  Doctor Fang, as he said, took Shangguan Han's pulse and left.

  Steward Wan looked at the back of him leaving, and knocked Yantai on the forehead angrily: "I asked you to guard the lord, is that how you guard it?"

  Fortunately, it was Doctor Fang who came this time. If he had a heart, he might have entered the room and harmed the prince, and he wouldn't even know.

   Yantai thumped his head angrily: "Housekeeper Wan, this servant will never dare again next time."

   "It's alright, alright, I'll watch for you for the night first, and you go back to the room for a break." Butler Wan waved his hand.

   Yantai glanced at Shangguan Han on the bed, and then at Butler Wan, before hesitatingly said, "This, this is not good?"

  Young Master Shen said that he would guard the prince without leaving an inch.

Seeing him like this, Steward Wan raised his leg and kicked him angrily, then laughed and scolded: "You bastard, can I still hurt the prince?

   I have to say that I have been with the lord longer than you. Anyone can harm the lord, not even the old slave. "

   Although he said this, he was not angry, but felt very relieved. If there were such heartfelt people around the prince, how could he be at the point of being half-dead now.

  Yantai scratched his head, and felt that what Butler Wan said made sense, but he still said uneasy: "Then if you are tired, Butler Wan, remember to have someone call me. Don't let anyone take advantage of it."

   "Got it, let's go." Butler Wan waved his hand impatiently.

   After Yantai left, Butler Wan closed the door, walked over to the bed and looked at Shangguan Han and sighed: "My lord, you have to wake up soon."

   He bent down and tucked the quilt for him, paused for some reason, and frowned in thought.

  Someone was sleepless all night, but Shen Yijia went back to the house in a good mood after beating him.

  Leaving Nan Feng, who was covering his face and hunched over his waist, in a mess in the wind, what about the discussion? Except for the first punch that let him dodge, the others behind him hit him abruptly, not giving him the strength to fight back at all.

   "Xianggong, did you forget something?" Shen Yijia lay on the inside, smashed her mouth and looked at Song Jingchen who was leaning to the side to read.

   Song Jingchen didn't lift his head, and asked unintentionally, "What did you forget?"

  Shen Yijia gritted her teeth, leaned over and snatched the book from his hand, laying half-over on his chest and looking at him accusingly: "How could you forget? You said, do you have a dog outside?"

dog?

  Song Jingchen was stunned for a moment, and said with a puzzled face: "I don't have a dog. We only have a dumpling in our family, and you brought it back."

my God!

   She finds such a serious husband so cute.

   I don't care if Song Jingchen remembers it or not, he just jumped up and bit his lips.

   A smile appeared in Song Jingchen's eyes, he stretched out his arms to embrace the unruly little goblin, turned over and pressed her under him, turning back to the guest, deepening the kiss.

  The room was full of fragrance, the spring was beautiful, and the temperature in the room was gradually rising. Song Jingchen looked up at a person with a red face, a soft body, and a seductive look.

   His eyes darkened and he was about to make the next move when someone suddenly knocked on the door.

Song Jingchen woke up instantly as if someone had poured a basin of cold water, and with a wry smile, he retracted the hand on Shen Yijia's waist, dropped a kiss on her forehead, and coaxed softly: "Okay, today's has been given. You go to sleep first. ,I'll be right back."

  Shen Yijia blinked and nodded obediently like a satisfied cat: "Oh."

   and the others left, Shen Yijia's annoyed hammerhead, obviously he was on top at the beginning, why did he feel like he lost his soul when he touched the lips of the beautiful lady?

   No, next time you have to be on it, you have to press him!

  Nanfeng stood outside the door and waited for a while before someone came to open the door.

   He carefully glanced at Song Jingchen's face.

   was good, as dark as he expected.

  Song Jingchen sat in the study, poured himself a cup of cold tea and drank it before saying, "Tell me."

  Nanfeng suspects that the next sentence the master wants to say is that if there is nothing important, I want you to look good.

   He estimated in his heart that what he was going to say should not be a trivial matter, so he boldly recounted the news from the main courtyard.

   "Inkstone, Steward Wan, Doctor Fang." Song Jingchen tapped the table with his fingers, spit out three names.

   "Who do you think is most likely that person?"

   Didn't expect the master to ask himself, Nan Feng was stunned for a moment, and after a little thought, he said, "This subordinate thinks that Doctor Fang is the most likely."

  Dr. Fang is a doctor, so no one would suspect that he usually comes into contact with drugs.

  Song Jingchen didn't take a stand on his answer, but just threw another question: "Then why did he have so many opportunities before and didn't make a move, but he has to start now?"

   "Maybe I feel that the lord is a threat now." Nanfeng replied bravely.

  Song Jingchen's lips curled into a sneer, yes, I thought it was a threat, so I had to get rid of it quickly, and it really was the way of a member of the royal family.

   As for why people who didn't take him seriously become threats, Song Jingchen glanced down at his legs.

   The sky was bright, and the servants of the palace had already got up and started to work.

   "Doctor Fang, where are you going this early in the morning?"

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   Will Shijia be too tired and crooked these days?

   If you can say it, it will only be more boring in the future.

   Ask for a ticket, ask for a ticket, ask for a ticket~

   I found that I have nothing during this time, monthly pass, recommended ticket~

   Jiajia: Say, do you have a dog outside?

   Reader: guilty face jpg

   Thanks for the time full, but the heart is empty, Xiaolin is invincible in the world to reward, compare the heart

   (end of this chapter)