The Sickly Scion's Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool Chapter 727 - Chapter 727: The Truth (1)

Chapter 727 - Chapter 727: The Truth (1)

Chapter 727: The Truth (1)

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When Song Jingchen returned with his men, the sun was setting. He handed the herbs to the doctor and walked around, but he didn’t see Shen Yijia. Apart from the poisoned soldiers, there were only a dozen or so patrolling soldiers left in the camp.

He glanced at South Wind, indicating that he should ask. As soon as South Wind left, Lin Miaomiao ran out of nowhere.

“Brother Song, you’re finally back.”

Her face was flushed and she was covered in mud.

“Miaomiao, how did you end up like this?” Lin Shao asked with concern.

He had been learning how to make incense since he was young and knew the traits of some medicinal herbs better than anyone else. Therefore, he followed them into the mountains to help find medicinal herbs.

“I’m fine.” Lin Miaomiao tugged at her sleeve awkwardly and looked at Song

Jingchen. “Brother Song, I know where Sister-in-law went.”

Song Jingchen nodded. “Let’s talk as we walk.”

“Aye, okay.”

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When Song Jingchen returned with his men, the sun was setting. He handed the herbs to the doctor and walked around, but he didn’t see Shen Yijia. Apart from the poisoned soldiers, there were only a dozen or so patrolling soldiers left in the camp.

He glanced at South Wind, indicating that he should ask. As soon as South Wind left, Lin Miaomiao ran out of nowhere.

“Brother Song, you’re finally back.”

Her face was flushed and she was covered in mud.

“Miaomiao, how did you end up like this?” Lin Shao asked with concern.

He had been learning how to make incense since he was young and knew the traits of some medicinal herbs better than anyone else. Therefore, he followed them into the mountains to help find medicinal herbs.

“I’m fine.” Lin Miaomiao tugged at her sleeve awkwardly and looked at Song

Jingchen. “Brother Song, I know where Sister-in-law went.”

Song Jingchen nodded. “Let’s talk as we walk.”

“Aye, okay.”

She quickly led the way.

Along the way, Lin Miaomiao told her everything she knew in detail. In the end, she frowned and said, “I was playing outside the tent and couldn’t hear her clearly. I vaguely heard the madam who was brought back by Sister MO

Yuan say something like ‘Mother’ and ‘I’m sorry’. Then, not long after, I saw

Sister-in-law run out. She ignored me when I called her.”

Her speed was naturally not as fast as Shen Yijia’s, and she almost lost her track a few times.

“It’s here.” Lin Miaomiao brought her to the foot of a mountain. “I saw Sister-in-law go up.”

This mountain was steep, and she couldn’t climb up even if she wanted to. She could only wait at the foot of the mountain. In the end, she waited for a long time, but Shen Yijia didn’t come down. She wanted to go back and look for someone, but she happened to see Song Jingchen return.

Song Jingchen nodded. South Wind had already told him that the soldiers in the camp had been taken away by Xuanyuan Ce.

Previously, they had a.n.a.lyzed that Ji Luo was the person Xuanyuan Ce was looking for. Coupled with Lin Miaomiao’s words and the totem he saw in the Valley of Heavenly Secrets, Song Jingchen had a guess. He said to South Wind and the others, “Go back first. I’ll go up and take a look.”

Lin Miaomiao was worried. “Will Sister-in-law be fine?”

Song Jingchen shook his head and didn’t say anything else.

Very few people came here. Following the traces on the ground, he reached the top of the mountain.

The sun was setting, and a warm glow filled the entire mountain. It was clearly a very warm color, but when it landed on the girl squatting not far away, she looked especially lonely.

Noticing that the back was trembling slightly, Song Jingchen’s heart seemed to be grabbed by something. He slowly walked forward and called out softly,

“Jiajia.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the curled-up little body stiffen and turn around.

When their eyes met, the corners of Song Jingchen’s mouth twitched. His worry dissipated, but he was caught between laughter and tears by the scene in front of him.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

Shen Yijia was holding something that was charred and shaped like a chicken. There were two drops of tears under her eyes, and her face was dark. She swallowed the meat in her mouth with difficulty and pouted aggrievedly.

“Hubby, it tastes terrible.”

Actually, she had eaten her own food in her previous life, but it was already good enough for her to be full. She didn’t know what was considered delicious.

After coming here, MO Yuan usually followed them. Madam Li was at home, and at the very least, Song Jingchen was at home. Her mouth had long been spoiled. Now that she suddenly ate the food she made, she cried because it tasted bad.

As she spoke, she picked up the pheasant and took a big bite.

She had to finish the chicken she roasted even if she had to cry!

Song Jingchen walked forward and squatted down. He was so focused on Shen Yijia that he didn’t notice that there was still a pile of ashes in front of her.

He took the roasted chicken from Shen Yijia and pulled out the meat from her mouth. He said helplessly, “If it tastes bad, why would you eat it?”

Shen Yijia felt even more aggrieved. “But I’m hungry.”

She hadn’t eaten since she woke up in the morning and hadn’t eaten since noon. It was almost time for dinner.

Song Jingchen’s heart ached a little. He looked around and said, “Wait for me.”

Shen Yijia’s eyes lit up and she quickly nodded.

Not long after, Song Jingchen returned with a rabbit.

A new pile of firewood was piled up in front of Shen Yijia.

Shen Yijia found it when Song Jingchen left.

Song Jingchen saw her staring at the rabbit in his hand and chuckled. “It’ll be done soon.”

After lighting the fire and putting the rabbit meat on the rack, Song Jingchen took out a wet handkerchief and carefully wiped the dirt off Shen Yijia’s face and mouth.