Chapter 889 - 889: Double Standard (2)
The Sickly Scion's Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Although the two sisters were from the same mother and were only two years apart, one of them had followed Madam Meng to the back residence since she was young, and the other had practiced martial arts with General Meng. One thought that the other party was pretending to be noble, and the other felt that the other party was insensible. Their rela tionship was not very good.
Meng Linyan frowned.
âSister, donât be angry. I was just joking.â Meng Linlang laughed. âSister, youâre dressed so beautifully. You probably have something to do. I wonât hold you up.â
With that, she waved her hand and left.
âMiss,â Yue Zhu called out worriedly.
Meng Linyan tightened her fingers. âIâm different from her.â
Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Xiao Qirui disliked Linlang, but she was different. The Duke had once risked his life to save her. Song Jingchen and Xiao Qirui went out of the city to investigate together. When they returned, they immediately summoned a few deputy generals and redeployed their troops. At the end of the day, he thought of something and said, âThe weather is getting hotter and hotter. Get the military doctors to provide a prescription for resisting the heat and brew it for the soldiers every day.â
Xiao Qirui nodded. âThatâs right.â
If they wanted to defend Nanling Pass, they had to ensure the health of the soldiers. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Song Jingchen looked at the hourglass at the side. It was almost noon. He knocked on the desk. âAlright, thatâs all for today. Everyone has worked hard. Letâs go down for lunch first.â
After everyone left, Thirty Thousand saw him using the sand table to different strategies again. He suggested, âMaster, Iâll go to the kitchen and get you some food. â
Song Jingchen was about to nod when a soldierâs voice sounded outside the tent. âLittle General Meng.â
âIâm here to deliver lunch to the Bulwark Duke.â
The next moment, the curtain was lifted and Meng Linyan entered with a food box.
Seeing the man sitting in front of the sand table, she could not take her eyes off him.
Song Jingchenâs thoughts had already been pulled out when the conversation outside sounded. He didnât need to look to feel the gaze on the other side.
He looked up unhappily.
Seeing him look over, Meng Linyanâs heart pounded.
It was him. Even though she had not seen him for ten years, she could still recognize him at a glance. The man in front of her was the young man who had saved her.
It was the person she had been thinking about for ten years.
He had a noble status, and she thought that she would never see him again in this life.
Meng Linyanâs nose felt a little sour. She opened her mouth.
Song Jingchen looked away in disgust and said coldly, âGet out.â
Meng Linyanâs heart tightened. She knew that she had lost her composure and quickly explained, âIâm in charge of the reserve camp. I found out that the
Bulwark Duke hadnâtâ¦â
Song Jingchen was impatient to hear her speak. He raised his voice and called out, âSomeone.â
Meng Linyan choked.
The two soldiers guarding the tent walked in in confusion.
âIn the future, no one is allowed to enter my tent without my permission. Itâs fine if this is your first offense, but if thereâs a next time, go and receive 30 military strikes.â
The two soldiers were shocked because the meals of the other generals were sent to the tent by the kitchen staff. They thought that General Song was the same. Although they were puzzled why Little General Meng would come personally, they did not dare to stop her. Who would have thought that she would almost be punished?
The two of them quickly agreed.
âInvite her out,â Song Jingchen said again.
The two soldiers looked at each other and braced themselves to look at the traumatized Meng Linyan. âLittle General Meng, please.â
Meng Linyanâs face turned pale from the two of themâs gazes. Afraid that she would embarrass herself further if she continued to pester them, she could only bow and leave.
âWait.â Song Jingchen suddenly stopped her.
Meng Linyan was delighted. Did he recognize her?
However, Song Jingchenâs next words made her want to find a hole to hide in.
âThis is a military camp, not the backyard of a residence. As a general, you should dress appropriately.â
The two soldiers gasped. General Song was too ruthless.
Meng Linyan, who had been holding on for a long time in front of Shen Yijia, was about to faint. Fortunately, Yue Zhu quickly supported her.
Song Jingchen didnât think that he had gone overboard at all. He said indifferently, âYou may leave.â
Thirty Thousand looked at the curtain that was lowered again and then at his master. For a moment, he didnât know if he should go out and get food.
At this moment, voices sounded outside the door again.
âIâm here to deliver lunch to my husband.â
The soldier said in a businesslike manner, âGeneral Song has orderedâ¦â
Before he finished speaking, the tent curtain was lifted from the inside. General Song, who had been cold and heartless earlier, walked out and asked happily and tenderly, âThe weather is so hot.. Why are you here?â