The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

Chapter 253: The Little Prince Wants to Kidnap Jiajia, Song Jingchen Is Jealous

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Did her beautiful husband take the risk to save him just to kill him with his own hands?

“What grudge do you have against him?” she thought.

Song Jingchen knew at a glance that Shen Yijia had misunderstood. He interrupted her thoughts. “If I’m not wrong, the servant who died today wasn’t the one who spilled the tea on you, right?”

Shen Yijia nodded. She had wanted to say it before, but she forgot about it.

After receiving an affirmative answer, Song Jingchen explained that the servant from before was most likely also dead. Apart from these two, there were definitely accomplices in the residence, and they had high statuses.

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In the afternoon, there was no news from the main courtyard. At this time, no news was the best news for many people, right?

On the second day after the Hun army left, the city gate of Xunyang City opened again.

The citizens in the city gathered at the city gate and looked at the heavy door that was slowly lowered. Tears welled up in their eyes.

They could live!

First, it was the Hun army surrounding the city, then it was the abandonment by the Imperial Court. The hopes of the commoners to survive had long been destroyed, but they did not expect there to be a turnaround.

Now, they were all grateful to Lord An Le, who had advanced and retreated with them, and to Young Master Shen, who had saved them from suffering.

On the contrary, they hated the imperial court more than the Huns.

Although the Hun people were also hateful, in the end, their positions were different. It was understandable for a war to break out.

However, what about the Imperial Court? They were the citizens of Great Xia. How could the Imperial Court abandon Xunyang City just like that? It was deeply disappointing.

Meng Jiang stood on the city wall and looked down at the commoners crying. Even the men were crying.

“It’s time to arrange for people to repair the collapsed houses in the city. We have to think of a way to solve everyone’s food problem,” Zuo Fei said coldly.

It was easy to repair this house. At the very least, there were still so many people in the city. However, where would they find food?

The Imperial Court had actually given up on Xunyang, so they naturally could not count on their support.

Besides, it was best if the Imperial Court did not interfere. It would be disgusting if they interfered at this time.

Meng Jiang choked. Thinking of the various headaches that would follow, he immediately felt his scalp tingle. He was no longer in the mood to grieve.

“Master, the little prince wants to see you and Young Madam,” South Wind, who had been sent by Song Jingchen to monitor the movements of the Hun army, reported.

Ah Xun did not leave with the army yesterday. Instead, he stayed outside the city. Today, as soon as the city gate opened, he followed South Wind into the city.

Zodar was worried about him staying alone. The army was slow, so they did not have to worry about not being able to catch up if they set off later.

Song Jingchen nodded, not surprised that Ah Xun had yet to leave.

“Sister.” Ah Xun was wearing Central Plains clothes today. He seemed to have become the child who would pretend to be pitiful in front of Shen Yijia again.

Shen Yijia’s eyes lit up. She wanted to go over and pinch that cute little face, but someone blocked her way.

She was stunned. When she saw Song Jingchen’s dark face, she rubbed her nose. Her beautiful husband had become so petty.

“Young Master Song, why don’t we talk somewhere else?” Zodar smiled and said.

Song Jingchen pursed his lips and glanced at Ah Xun’s height, which didn’t reach his waist. He brought Zodar to the study.

In order to prevent the Imperial Court from disregarding its reputation and interfering in Xunyang’s matters, he still needed to borrow the power of the Huns for the time being. Of course, the prerequisite was that the little prince would take back the position of Chanyu.

When only the two of them were left in the reception hall, Ah Xun walked up to Shen Yijia and looked up at her solemnly. “Sister, do you want to follow me to the Royal Court?”

In front of Shen Yijia, Ah Xun would always subconsciously make himself act like an ordinary child.

The only time he did something out of line was when he couldn’t help but kill Ruo Houchan.

Shen Yijia tilted her head, not understanding why Ah Xun would ask her this question.