Chapter 256 - Jiajia Wants to Beat Them Up Again
The Sickly Scion's Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
A cold voice came from behind the crowd. Shen Yijiaâs anger was instantly extinguished when she heard this voice.
She retracted her feet guiltily and lowered her head to stand up straight.
The commoners consciously stepped aside, revealing the masked man standing outside the crowd.
Shen Yijia stole a glance at the person who was slowly approaching her. Her hands kept twisting the hem of her clothes.
She had clearly lied to her beautiful husband and said that she wanted to see Shangguan Han. How did she get caught?
Just as she thought this, someone grabbed her hand and rubbed her head a few times.
Shen Yijia looked up in a daze and met a pair of smiling eyes.
Shen Yijia tilted her head. Her beautiful husband didnât blame her for lying? She relaxed and couldnât help but smile. She said sweetly, âHubby, I didnât hit anyone.â
She pointed at the people lying on the ground and said seriously, âThey fell on their own. I was about to ask them if they wanted me to help them up, right?â
When she looked at the people on the ground, Shen Yijia was still smiling and winked at them.
âYes, yes, yes. We fell ourselves.â
âNo need to help us. We can get up on our own.â
The few of them shivered under her gaze and helped each other get up.
Song Jingchenâs lips curled up into a beautiful smile. When he turned to look at the people who had just stood up, his eyes were already cold.
âGeneral Meng, didnât you say that there are too many wastelands outside Xunyang City that no one farms?
âI think these people are quite free. Food is scarce in the city. If we open up the wasteland now, we can use it to farm next spring.â
Meng Jiang was stunned. He wanted to say that even if those wastelands were opened, they wouldnât be able to grow anything, but when Song Jingchen glanced at him, he immediately fell silent.
Meng Jiang also remembered what Zuo Fei and Shen Yijia said.
He glared at those people and scolded, âYoung Master Shenzhi is right. I think youâre just too free, thatâs why youâre gossiping here.â
After cursing, he turned to the surrounding commoners. âAlso, arenât you busy enough with the matters in the city? Why are you here?â
âIn the future, if I hear any of you say that His Highness was harmed by Young Master Shenzhi, Iâll kidnap all of you and bring you to the wasteland outside the city.â
There was still no movement from his subordinates, they all stood there in a daze.
He smacked the back of the head of the person beside him angrily. âWhat are you waiting for? Tie these people up and throw them outside the city to work on the fields.â
Song Jingchen raised his eyebrows and didnât refute. He looked at Shen Yijia and said in a low voice, âLetâs go home.â
Shen Yijia did not expect her beautiful husband to see it. Moreover, he was so powerful. She happily held his hand and shook it. âYes, letâs go home.â
Her home was wherever her husband was.
She did not know why her beautiful husband had arrived so quickly, but when she saw South Wind waiting at the side, she reacted and narrowed her eyes at him.
âHmph, how dare you accuse me? Youâre doomed.â she thought.
South Windâs face instantly fell, and he looked aggrieved. âItâs really not my fault. Master was the one who took the initiative to ask. It was his fault for coincidentally seeing Young Madam leave the residence. Would I dare to lie to Master?â he thought.
Now, he had offended the young madam instead of his master.
He glanced at the bruised and battered men and couldnât help but touch his face.
Young Madam seemed to be even more terrifying than Young Master. She always attacked directly before asking questions.
When the two of them returned to the residence, Song Jingchen personally brought over water to wash Shen Yijiaâs hands. âIf they want to say it, let them. It wonât affect me much. My original intention wasnât to save them.â
He had long seen through these things. His grandfather had protected the people of Great Xia all his life.
At first, there were still people who praised him, but once someone tried to sow discord, the commoners started to make sarcastic remarks.
This was human nature.
Shen Yijia puffed up her cheeks angrily. She pushed Song Jingchenâs hand away and turned her back to him. âWhat do you mean by that? Anyway, itâs a fact that you saved them.â
She huffed and continued. âYou donât care, but I do. I canât even bear to say anything bad about you. Why should they say it? If I hear it again, Iâll beat them up again.â
There was a moment of silence behind her. Shen Yijia thought that Song Jingchen was angry, but she didnât expect a warm and broad chest to press against her back.
Song Jingchen wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his chin on the top of Shen Yijiaâs head. He chuckled and said, âAlright, if you donât like it, I wonât let them have the chance to badmouth me in the future.â
Although Shen Yijia had said such straightforward words of protection many times, Song Jingchen still felt his heart skip a beat every time he heard them.
Hearing his words, Shen Yijia grinned. She looked down at Song Jingchenâs hand on her abdomen and turned around to hug his waist. She muttered, âThatâs more like it. Why should we let others slander us for something we didnât do?â
Song Jingchen nodded and narrowed his eyes.
âThatâs right. Why should I let others distort the truth when I havenât done anything? However, itâs not so easy to clear up the slander of some people.â he thought.
In a dilapidated courtyard in Xunyang City, a person covered in black robes paced back and forth in frustration in a dark room.
It was indeed the Daylily Powder in Lord An Leâs body, but why was he still alive after so long?
He turned to look at a corpse on the bed. It was also poisoned with Carefree Powder and had the same symptoms, but this person died four hours after taking it.
If Shen Yijia was here, she would definitely recognize that the dead person was the servant who had bumped into her.
The man paced as he pondered. This should be the normal medicinal effect of the Daylily Powder. What went wrong?
Unfortunately, his understanding of this poison was too limited. He did not know how to concoct it at all, and the medicine given by that person had already been used up.
Moreover, it seemed that there was only one person guarding Lord An Le, but there were spies everywhere, waiting for him to fall into their trap. Therefore, he could not find a chance to attack again.
He originally wanted to use the rumors to arouse the anger of the people and restrain Young Master Shen. At the very least, he wanted to chase him out of Xunyang City, but he did not expect a woman to overturn all those rumors.
How could he not be anxious?
At the end of September, it was almost October. The weather was getting colder. After dinner, Shen Yijia called South Wind to the courtyard with the excuse that they were going to warm up.
âYoung Madam, I admit defeatâ¦â
Shen Yijia raised her chin. âHow can a man admit defeat even before fighting?â
She turned to look at Song Jingchen, who was standing under the porch.
Song Jingchen chuckled. âYouâre afraid before the battle.â
Shen Yijiaâs eyes sparkled. âYes, thatâs it.â
Her beautiful husband was indeed smart.
South Wind said with a bitter expression, âMaster, why did youâ¦â He let Young Madam do what she wanted, without even thinking twice about why South Wind offended her in the first place.