Chapter 166 - Courting Death
The Sickly Scion's Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Shen Yijia looked at the old, weak, women, and children in the crowd. Many of them were people she had never seen or interacted with.
Frowning, she turned to the Saber Tyrant. âWhat are you doing here?â
âAfter we came down from Mount Putuo, we went all the way south. We originally stayed at Mount Funiu outside town.â
âBut isnât it too cold? I just wanted to find a village to spend the winter,â the Saber King answered honestly.
Shen Yijia raised her eyebrows. She knew that her beautiful husband was the smartest.
âThen why did you catch them? Are you going to kill them?â
The Saber Tyrant scratched his head. âWe donât have much to eat. We have to snatch some food.â
Shen Yijia held her forehead. These people probably had nothing to eat at home now.
âWe can share some things, as long as you let us go.â As expected of the village chief, Song Tiegen immediately mentioned a solution to the problem.
Shen Yijia raised her chin. âDo you think itâs feasible?â
âAlright, but we have to stay in this ancestral hall,â the Saber Tyrant said. It was impossible for the Saber Tyrant to get all the food in the village, so he might as well take a step back.
In any case, these people wouldnât be able to report it to the authorities.
Besides, he was not afraid of anyone who was fearless enough to go after them. Who would care about this issue now? The bandit group was planning to leave after the harsh winter anyway.
Since both parties had agreed, Shen Yijia did not care about the rest. She left along with Song Jingchen and An Xiuâer.
Shen Yijia could not bear to take off her cloak for An Xiuâer. In the end, she took off the scarf around Furball and gave it to her.
After all, she was also afraid of the cold. An Xiuâerâs collar was only slightly torn, so it wasnât cold after she wrapped the scarf around her neck.
After watching An Xiuâer return home, the two of them didnât go in.
As soon as they returned to their courtyard, they saw a figure curled up at the door of their house. When he saw them, he immediately rushed over. âAre my father and the others alright?â
âWhy are you asking? I didnât make a promise to save them,â Shen Yijia said.
Fu Bao immediately started crying.
âDo you want to go home now or tomorrow?â Song Jingchen asked.
It was already so late. He wanted Shen Yijia to rest. He really didnât want her to waste any more time on these unimportant people.
âCan I go home now?â Fu Baoâs eyes lit up as he looked carefully at Song Jingchen.
For some reason, he felt that this uncle was even more terrifying than the demon Shen Yijia.
Song Jingchen didnât answer him and called Furball over. âLittle Furball, send him back.â
Furball thought,?âWhy me again?â
In the end, Furball couldnât escape his fate of being ordered around by this family.
Fu Bao sat on the sled while Shen Yijia tied a rope to it. Furball bit the rope and was about to drag the kid away.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Fu Bao suddenly walked back and stammered, âI know who caused the little sister to fall into the water.â
Shen Yijia was still trying to figure out who he was talking about. Song Jingchenâs gaze froze and he said coldly, âWho is it?â
âItâs my uncle. I saw him throw a pebble at her leg. Thatâs why she fell.â
It turned out that Song Maolin had gone out alone that day. Fu Bao thought that he had gone out to steal food, so he secretly followed behind him.
In the end, he followed Song Maolin to the end of the village and met Brother Hao and the other two who were about to set off to the river.
With that, Fu Bao ran back and sat down.
Song Jingchen didnât speak again until Fu Bao left the courtyard.
âHusband, do you want toâ¦â Shen Yijia regretted not killing Song Maolin that day.
Song Jingchen shook his head. âLetâs go back and rest first. Perhaps that person will die even without us lifting a finger.â