The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

   Chapter 547 Want a child (two more)

  Song Jingchen carefully opened her hand a little bit, and said softly, "Will you accompany me in and change clothes first?"

   "Yes, to change clothes, not only have to change clothes, but also have to take a bath." Shen Yijia finally regained some sense, and grabbed Song Jingchen's hand tightly and walked home.

   regained his freedom, Ma Sanyi fell to the ground, did not dare to stay any longer, and wanted to escape by rolling and crawling.

   A pair of golden boots stopped in front of him.

   "Grab it."

  …

  In the night, the strong wind and the heavy rain hit the window lattice, and the candles flickered, illuminating the dim room, but it could not dispel the haze in the hearts of the people in the house.

  Although Ji Luo had already prescribed medicine for Song Jingchen to drink, and let him soak in the medicine bath, Shen Yijia couldn't let go of her heart.

   She remembered that there was a medicine boy who had the veil grabbed by the patient when he wiped his body, and the pus and blood rushed to his face, and he became infected the next day.

   "Don't worry, I'm really fine." Song Jingchen leaned against the head of the bed, looking at the person sitting beside the bed with red eyes, stubborn and unwilling to go to sleep, she was helpless and distressed.

   "Then why don't you let me sleep with you? Didn't we sleep together all the time?"

  Song Jingchen's heart clenched fiercely, his heart seemed to be caught by a big hand, and the discomfort made him a little breathless.

   He wasn't even willing to let her frown, so how could he look at her like this?

  Song Jingchen sighed and compromised: "Then you will move in a soft couch?"

   He originally asked her to sleep in Ji Luo's room tonight.

   Shen Yijia saw that this was his last concession, and was afraid that he would regret it, so he went out and told Ji Luo.

When    came back, there was already a soft couch that was bigger than hers on his shoulders.

She put the soft couch two steps away from the bed, looked at him, saw that he had no objection, carefully moved the soft couch to the side of the bed, and looked at him again...until the soft couch was close to the bed , do not leave a gap before giving up.

  Song Jingchen wanted to laugh and feel sad: "Go to sleep."

  Shen Yijia obediently lay down on the soft couch.

   Hearing the sound of rain hitting the window lattice, and the shallow breathing of the people around him, Shen Yijia turned over and faced Song Jingchen.

   "Still still sleeping?" Song Jingchen asked.

   "Can't sleep." Shen Yijia moved her body, met Song Jingchen's eyes, and suppressed the thought of rolling into his arms: "Xianggong, I want to talk to you."

  Song Jingchen looked at her quietly: "What do you want to say?"

"When this plague is over, I'll give you a baby. Well... it's better to have a baby like you. When he grows up, you teach him to read and write, and I teach him to practice martial arts. Would you like to?" Shen Yijia After he finished speaking seriously, he added a little embarrassedly: "Mother also wants to hug my little grandson."

  Song Jingchen curved the corners of his lips: "Okay."

   Shen Yijia was stunned: "What about the battle between Daxia and Wu?"

   She knew that when she was back in Daxia, the beautiful lady would definitely go to the battlefield. If she was really pregnant with a child, she wouldn't be able to go with her.

   "Don't be afraid, with me here, I will protect your mother and son." Song Jingchen said.

  Shen Yijia blinked, trying to ignore the uneasiness in her heart: "Okay, but if it's your daughter, will you dislike it?"

   The people here seem to be quite patriarchal.

"Daughter..." Song Jingchen deliberately pretended to be distressed, looking at Shen Yijia nervously before joking: "Daughter is like you, she must also like to make trouble, then I have to follow your mother and daughter every day to help you. Cleaned up the mess."

   "I don't like being in trouble either." Shen Yijia muttered in disapproval.

  It was others who came to provoke her first.

  Song Jingchen thought about the scene for a while, and couldn't help laughing softly. Seeing Shen Yijia's tired face, he said distressedly, "Okay, go to sleep."

  Shen Yijia was actually sleepy for a long time. Before, because he was too worried, his heartstrings had been tense, but after being teased by him like this, his heart became a lot looser, but he fell into a deep sleep after a while.

   When her breathing gradually stabilized, Song Jingchen got up lightly, and took a thin quilt from the closet to cover her.

   Seeing her wrinkled brows while asleep, he reached out his hand to help her smooth it out. He paused when he thought of something, and just wanted to withdraw his hand, but was caught by a soft, boneless hand.

  Song Jingchen looked over, Shen Yijia's eyes were tightly closed, and she was clearly not awake.

   "Xianggong, don't go~" she murmured.

   "Well, I'm not going, just sleep."

  Song Jingchen sighed, carefully pulled out his hand, and lay back again, leaning against the wall instead of lying on the outside of the bed like before.

   In the main room, Xuanyuan Ce hurriedly walked around blindly.

   "What's the matter with that stinky boy, he even let Jiajia sleep in the same room with him, in case he..."

   Realizing that it was not auspicious to say this, he quickly swallowed it and said, "No, no, I have to call Jiajia out."

   took two steps and circled back: "It's not suitable for me to go, Mo Yuan, you go."

  The room was silent, and no one paid him any attention.

   Xuanyuan Ce frowned: "Mo Yuan."

   "Huh." Ji Luo sneered: "According to your meaning, if I get the plague, you will stay away from me?"

   Xuanyuan Ce said anxiously: "How is it possible, I will guard you every step of the way."

   "Then why do you think Jiajia will keep a distance from Achen because of this? Don't forget, Achen is to protect Jiajiacai..."

   Shen Yijia is her daughter, isn't she worried?

   But she knew that what her daughter wanted most at this time was to be by her husband's side.

   instead of the so-called "for her good" by their relatives.

  Xuanyuance was speechless and said with a guilty conscience: "I am grateful to that stinky boy, but Jiajia is our daughter..."

   "Xuanyuance, you remember, you didn't care about her before, and you didn't fulfill the responsibility of being a father for a day. In the future, she won't need you if she has Ah Chen."

   This is very hurtful, but it is also true.

   She had never said it before, because she believed that she, like Xuanyuan Ce, had also failed to fulfill her responsibilities as a mother, and had no right or position to blame him.

   The reason why I couldn't hold back today was entirely because I was already irritable, and unfortunately, Xuanyuan Ce bumped into him.

Noticing that the blood on Xuanyuance's face instantly faded, Ji Luo took a deep breath, stood up and glanced at him and continued: "You don't need to have acupuncture treatment for your eyes, you will move back to your palace tomorrow, every day. I'll have someone deliver the medicine pack to be applied."

   After saying that, she turned around and left.

  Xuanyuance's hand holding the crutches tightened, and "looked" at the direction of the gate in a daze: "Aluo..."

   Ji Luo paused for a while, without looking back, he took Mo Yuan straight to the pharmacy.

   Shen Yijia didn't sleep well this night. She had a long dream, and she always felt that something important was going away.

   When it came to the third watch, a slight humming sounded in the ear.

  Shen Yijia woke up abruptly, turned his head to look, and saw Song Jingchen with his back to him, curled up on the side of the bed, his body trembling slightly.

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   Is the quarrel between Ji Luo and Xuanyuan Ce very similar to the quarrel between your parents because they were worried when you were sick or in trouble?

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