Chapter 901 - 901: Accident (2)
The Sickly Scion's Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
At that moment, Shen Yijia had just returned from the city tower. The two of them met at the entrance of the generalâs residence.
âSister-in-law, why are you back alone? Whereâs my brother?â Song Jinghuan jogged over. Noticing Shen Yijiaâs pale face, she asked worriedly, âWhatâs wrong? Are you feeling unwell?â
âIâm fine.â Shen Yijia handed the horse rope to Thirty Thousand, who had sent her back. âYour brother is still busy. Do you have something urgent to tell him
Initially, she did not want to come back, but the smell of blood outside the city was too strong, making her want to vomit. She did not want her beautiful husband to worry, so she found an excuse to come back first.
âLetâs go in first.â Song Jinghuan pulled her into the house.
After she finished speaking, Shen Yijia frowned and said, âLet You Yi save her. Donât return to the military camp tonight. You can hand the things to your brother when he returns.â
With You Yiâs skills, he could save him silently.
Song Jinghuan thought so too and nodded repeatedly.
Naturally, there were no surprises. In less than an hour, he carried the unlucky Liu Jinbao back.
Liu Jinbao had never seen You Yi before and thought that she was Meng Shaoyuanâs subordinate. He had been on tenterhooks the entire way. When he saw Song Jinghuan, he pounced on her and hugged her without thinking. â1 knew you would save me.â
Song Jinghuan was speechless.
She tried her best to suppress the urge to throw him out. She reached out and patted his back comfortingly. âAlright, alright. Donât be afraid.â Looking at the two of them hugging, Shen Yijia blinked.
Yes, they were quite compatible.
This time, Xiao Qirui was also seriously injured. Xiao Li helped him bandage his wound. Seeing that he was still smiling, he said with a sobbing tone, âYoung Master, why are you still smiling? You almostâ¦â
âXiao Li, it seems like we can really go back alive.â Xiao Qirui interrupted him with a smile.
Xiao Li choked.
Seeing him stand up, Xiao Li reached out to help him up. Xiao Qirui waved his hand. âItâs just some superficial wounds. Help me prepare the ink.â
He walked over to the desk and sat down.
Xiao Li instantly guessed what he wanted to do and said helplessly, âYou write a letter to Miss Yuan every three days and donât send it out. I really donât understand whatâs the point of writing like this.â
Xiao Qirui shook his head. âI just write it when I want to.â
âThen why donât you send it to her?â Although he said that, Xiao Li didnât stop grinding the ink.
Xiao Qiruiâs hand that was holding the pen paused. He didnât send it because he didnât want to disturb her and make things difficult for her. He was also afraid that he would be disappointed if he didnât receive a reply.
âYou can leave first,â he said.
âYes.â
Without looking up, Xiao Qirui dipped his brush in ink. âIt is the sixth day of
June. â
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Qirui folded the letter and placed it in a special box.
At this moment, Xiao Liâs voice sounded outside the tent.
âBulwark Duke, youâre here.â
âYes, Iâm here to see Brother Xiao.â
âMy young master isâ¦â Before Xiao Li could finish, the tent curtain was lifted from the inside. Xiao Qirui glanced at Xiao Li and then at Song Jingchen. âWhy are you here so late?â
âI came to see how your injuries are,â Song Jingchen said.
Xiao Qirui said, âItâs just a small injury.â
The two of them entered the tent. Thirty Thousand and Xiao Li stood guard outside.
âWhat happened?â Xiao Qirui took the tea Song Jingchen poured and asked.
They were all people who had been to the battlefield. They could tell at a glance how serious their injuries were. There was no need to come all the way here at night.
Song Jingchen took out two envelopes and handed them over. âSomeone asked
Sister Huan to pass these to me.â
Xiao Qirui took it suspiciously and opened it. When he saw the contents, he didnât know whether to laugh or cry. âItâs expected.â
Of the two letters, one was to remind Retired Emperor Meng Wu of his fear of General Gao, and the second was a reward.
Although they didnât know why Meng Wu didnât destroy these two letters immediately, Song Jingchen and Xiao Qirui believed most of the contents of the letters.
Just as Xiao Qirui had said, it was within his expectations. He just lacked evidence.
Now that he thought about it, Xiao Qirui suddenly felt a little glad. Although the Xiao family was in charge of the garrison in Changâan, they could not mobilize them without the other half of the commanderâs seal in the emperorâs hand. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Otherwise, the Xiao family would probably follow in the footsteps of the Song and Gao families.
âArenât you going to wait for Your Majesty to make a decision?â Xiao Qirui asked.
The more one knew about this, the more unexpected it would be. Song
Jingchen must have other plans for coming to look for him.
Song Jingchen shook his head. âIâm worried about leaving such a hidden danger in the army..â