The Sickly Scion's Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool Chapter 516 - 516 Fight (1)

Chapter 516 - 516 Fight (1)

516 Fight (1)

“Aunt Su Yun.”

The cold male voice brought her back to her senses. Su Yun’s pupils instantly dilated, and her lips opened and closed. It took her a long time to find her voice. “Young Master Song?”

Her short words even trembled.

Song Jingchen pursed his lips and nodded slightly. “I’m here to see Aunt.”

The heir!

It was really the heir!

Su Yun was delighted. Just as she was about to say something, there was a clang in the hall. She quickly wiped her tears and ran back.

In the hall, half of Song Li’s body was lying on the edge of the bed. There was a broken teacup on the ground.

Su Yun’s heart tightened. She quickly went forward and helped her lie down. Just as she was about to bend down to pick up the teacup on the ground, her hand was tightly held by a skinny hand. “Who’s here?”

She had actually heard the conversation outside just now, but she could not believe her ears.

Su Yun forced a smile. Tears flowed down her face as she smiled. “Miss, you didn’t hear wrongly. It’s true this time. The heir is really here.”

Her young mistress had been sleeping recently. Every time she woke up, she would say that she had seen the fifth prince, the heir, the duke, and the old master.

She was afraid!

She was afraid that Miss would never wake up one day!

Song Jingchen pulled Shen Yijia in two steps behind. When he saw the scene in the hall, he choked and called out with difficulty, “Aunt.”

However, after not seeing her for two years, Song Jingchen almost couldn’t believe that this withered woman in front of him was the former dignified and serious empress.

Song Li trembled and looked up at Song Jingchen in disbelief with red eyes.

She wasn’t dreaming?

It wasn’t an illusion?

Song Li looked at Song Jingchen, who was walking towards her, in a daze. She struggled to sit up.

Song Jingchen quickened his pace and walked to the bed, pressing her back down. “Aunt, you’re still sick. Don’t get up.”

Hearing this familiar voice again, Song Li’s pale lips trembled. She said in a hoa.r.s.e voice, “Brother Chen? Is it really you?”

Song Jingchen pursed his lips tightly and knelt down beside the bed. He choked and nodded. “Yes, I’m here to see you.”

Song Li raised her hand and carefully touched Song Jingchen’s face.

The person in front of him did not disappear, and the touch was real.

She retracted her hand and tears fell. “Silly child, why did you come back?”

Since he had already left the capital, why did he have to come back?

Song Jingchen didn’t say anything and only looked into her eyes.

Song Li understood almost instantly. He was back to take revenge for her, Han’er, and the entire Song family!

However, he was just a child who had yet to take up a position!

Thinking of what had happened two years ago, endless panic surged in her heart. Song Li closed her eyes and said in a desolate tone, “You shouldn’t have come back. You really shouldn’t have come back.”

“An ant trying to shake a tree. How are you going to fight that high and mighty person alone?” she thought.

She didn’t finish her sentence, but Song Jingchen understood.

Eunuch Li and the others were guarding the door, but there were some things that couldn’t be said. Song Li calmed down a little and turned to look at the obedient girl kneeling beside Song Jingchen. She asked, “This is?”

Ever since they entered this palace, news from the outside world could not enter.

Song Li’s memories still lingered on the day Song Jingchen got married. She had already agreed to leave the palace to attend the wedding banquet, but she didn’t expect something to happen at the last minute and delay the time. After that, she no longer had the chance to step out of the palace.

When the wedding date was first set, she had summoned Shen Ruyun twice. Although she could not remember her appearance, she was sure that it was not this person in front of her.

When Shen Ruyun saw her, she was always careful and fawning. However, this person’s eyes were clear and filled with innocence. She was like a spring that could be seen at a glance.

Song Jingchen glanced at Shen Yijia and introduced her. “Shen Yijia, the second daughter of the Shen family, my wife. I specially brought her to see you today.”

“Aunt,” Shen Yijia called out obediently.

Song Li was stunned. She looked down and noticed the two of them holding hands. She guessed that the two of them should be very close.

She felt a little relieved and did not ask what had happened back then.

She reached out to Shen Yijia.

Shen Yijia glanced at Song Jingchen. The latter nodded before she held the outstretched hand.

She was so thin!

If not for the fact that she knew that Song Li was about the same age as Madam Li, Shen Yijia would have believed that she was an old woman in her seventies or eighties.