The Sickly Scion's Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool Chapter 826 - Chapter 826: Burial

Chapter 826 - Chapter 826: Burial

Chapter 826: Burial

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Full Moon Restaurant was the tall building Shen Yijia had seen when she first entered Phoenix City. It was originally a high pavilion that the Tang family had spent a lot of money to build. After the Tang family fell, it fell under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Revenue.

Due to this plague, Full Moon Restaurant was no longer taken care of like any other teahouse or wine shop. However, when the carriage arrived, it was already hung with all kinds of lanterns.

Without letting Thirty Thousand follow, Shen Yijia carried Song Jingchen upstairs.

This was a four-story pavilion. Apart from the wing on the top floor, there was also an observation platform. Standing on the observation platform, one could see the entire Phoenix City.

When they arrived at the observation platform, Shen Yijia placed Song Jingchen on the soft couch that had been prepared long ago and sat down so that he could lean half of his body against her.

After confirming that this wouldn’t make Song Jingchen uncomfortable, Shen Yijia took a blanket from somewhere and covered him.

Seeing how well-behaved she was, Song Jingchen chuckled.

Shen Yijia looked at him. ‘What are you laughing at?”

“It’s nothing. I just remembered the period when my legs were just crippled.

It’s the same. You have to carry me wherever I go.”

From the looks of it, he would never be able to raise his status as a husband in this lifetime.

Shen Yijia glared at him and said, “Back then, you would rather let Uncle Yang hug you than let me hug you.”

“Didn’t I ask you to carry me towards the end?”

“Isn’t that because Uncle Yang went out?”

Speaking of this, Song Jingchen thought of the time when Uncle Yang had just left. Because he couldn’t embarra.s.s himself, he held it in for a day and didn’t go to the toilet. In the end, he still couldn’t escape this girl’s clutches.

Song Jingchen coughed lightly and changed the topic. “You went to prepare these just now?”

“Yes.” Shen Yijia looked at the lanterns hanging on the four sides of the observation platform. She blinked and asked, “Do they look good?”

Song Jingchen turned to look at her and smiled. “Yes.”

Shen Yijia pursed her lips. “I asked you to look at the lights. Why are you looking at me?”

“You look better than the lights.”

The colorful lights that were enough to illuminate the building were no more than blurry circles of light in his eyes.

According to the rate of degeneration, if he didn’t look at this girl more, he might never see her again.

“Why didn’t I hear you say such nice things before?”

He always told her she wasn’t allowed to do this or that. She was about to suffocate to death.

Song Jingchen watched as her mouth opened and closed, but he didn’t hear her voice. He felt deeply helpless.

“Jiajia.”

Shen Yijia paused. She had a feeling that Song Jingchen’s next words wouldn’t be what she wanted to hear. She quickly said, “These lamps cost me…”

“Jiajia!” Song Jingchen spoke again.

“If you don’t think it looks good, we won’t watch it anymore.”

Song Jingchen’s chest heaved and he started to cough violently. “Listen to me…”

“Alright, alright. Tell me. I’m listening!” Shen Yijia quickly went to calm him down.

As if her words had worked, Song Jingchen calmed down. He swallowed the blood in his throat and said weakly, “The situation in Great Xia is unstable. After I go, you don’t have to return to Great Xia.”

Shen Yijia suddenly retracted her hand. “You won’t die. Mother and Brother Hao, and Sister Huan are still waiting for us in Great Xia. The citizens of Great Xia still need you…’

She said a lot, but Song Jingchen couldn’t hear a word.

Even someone as determined as Song Jingchen couldn’t help but panic.

Song Jingchen’s gaze began to lose focus. He used all his strength to grab a piece of Shen Yijia’s clothes and said guiltily, “I’m sorry, I haven’t been able to give you the child you wanted. You like handsome people, and I think there are many good men in the Xuanyuan Kingdom. When the time comes, let His Highness find someone for you. Don’t be afraid. With His Highness around, he will definitely protect you.”

Shen Yijia shook her head repeatedly. “No, they’re not as good-looking as you.

Besides, I love to cause trouble so much. Even that sc.u.mbag can’t protect me. I’m married to you. You can’t s.h.i.+rk your responsibility and throw me to someone else.”

There was a sudden weight on her shoulder.

Shen Yijia’s heart trembled. “Did you hear that?”

The person beside her didn’t respond. Shen Yijia turned her head and saw Song Jingchen resting his head on her shoulder with his eyes closed.

His aura was so weak that it was almost undetectable. Shen Yijia tightened her grip on his sleeve, and her eyes were bloodshot.

“Hubby?” she called out in a trembling voice. The person beside her still did not respond.

A tear fell.

It was like a signal. The fear that she had acc.u.mulated over the past few days erupted at this moment. Tears welled up in her eyes, and despair flowed from Shen Yijia’s throat.

However, she was afraid of disturbing Song Jingchen, so she gritted her teeth to prevent herself from making a sound.

After a while, she wiped her tears and carefully helped Song Jingchen lie down on the soft couch. She carefully covered him with a blanket.

“I told you, you won’t die.”

She stood up and looked in the direction of the wing. She said coldly, “Bring them out.”

As soon as she finished speaking, the door of the room opened and You Yi walked out with a hemp rope in one hand. Behind him was Xuanyuan Ye, Bai Zhi, Ma San, Auntie Liu, Jia Quan..

There were nearly a hundred people. Their hands were tied with twine, and their faces were filled with fear.

“You lunatic, what are you trying to do?” Xuanyuan Ye questioned sternly.

Shen Yijia did not even look at her. She pulled out a dagger from her waist.

“Don’t you want to know if my blood can cure the plague?”

As she spoke, she grabbed the blade with her left hand and slashed it. Blood instantly flowed out of her palm.

Under everyone’s shocked gazes, she placed her bleeding hand on Song Jingchen’s lips. Blood flowed from his lips into his mouth, dyeing his originally pale lips red.

Coupled with the ferocious abscesses on his face, everything became extremely strange. Everyone present did not dare to breathe loudly.

After a long time, Shen Yijia retracted her hand and casually bandaged her wound with a handkerchief.

“Do you see that? No!” Shen Yijia smiled. “But your blood is fine.”

Xuanyuan Ye’s pupils constricted. “What nonsense are you talking about?”

Shen Yijia still ignored her and approached the crowd with the dagger.

Finally, someone couldn’t take it anymore and knelt down. “Mrs. Song, we know we were wrong. Please let us go.”

With someone taking the lead, the others knelt down one after another. Soon, only Xuanyuan Ye was left standing.

However, she did not last long. Before Shen Yijia could look over, she gritted her teeth and knelt down indignantly.

She didn’t want to die. After this plague, she wanted to live more than anyone else.

“Madam Song, you’re a magnanimous person. Let us go.” “Mrs. Song, I beg you. I have to take care of my family. I can’t die.”

“Madam Song, we’ve already realized our mistake…” “Madam Song!”

They cried, kowtowed, and begged for mercy.

Every word entered Shen Yijia’s ears, reminding her of when these people rushed into the small courtyard and begged her to bleed for them.

They seemed to have the same expression.

“You can’t die, and neither can your families. Do I deserve to die? Does my husband deserve to die?”

She walked forward and looked at a woman hiding behind. “Auntie Liu, your son and husband should still be alive, right?” Auntie Liu cowered and did not dare to look up.

“But my husband is dying.”

Shen Yijia looked down at everyone present. “All of you are murderers.”

“But our blood can’t cure Lord Song.”

“That’s right. We’re just ordinary people.”

Finally, someone realized the crux of the problem.

“How would we know if we don’t try?” Shen Yijia had a bloodthirsty smile on her face. “It’s fine even if it’s useless. Just treat it as…” “Accompanying my husband to his grave! ”

Everyone was shocked.

Without giving them a chance to speak again, Shen Yijia rushed into the crowd.

Everyone felt their vision blur. By the time they reacted, the hemp rope binding them had already broken.

At the same time, there was a deep wound on everyone’s right wrist.

Blood gushed out of their wounds.

“Ah!” Someone screamed and quickly covered it with his other intact hand, but it was useless. Blood flowed out uncontrollably and dripped to the floor.

A timid woman fainted from fear.

“What’s that?” Someone with sharp eyes noticed a strange pattern on the ground.

It wasn’t drawn. It was more like it was carved with something.

The pattern was so strange that it was like a living creature. It swallowed the blood they dripped on the floor bit by bit and flowed towards the soft couch..