The Sickly Scion's Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

Chapter 685: Major Discovery (3)

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Before she could finish, Song Jingchen quickly retreated with her in his arms.

In the next moment, an arrow pierced firmly into the place where they were just now.

Shen Yijia suddenly looked over and saw that the man in white was still in the posture of drawing his bow. He was staring coldly in their direction.

“F*ck, doesn’t he not know martial arts?”

Moreover, there was some cover in front of them. He shouldn’t be able to see them, right?

But what was going on with the group of soldiers running over from the training grounds?

“Let’s go.”

Song Jingchen pulled Shen Yijia and was about to leave when a black shadow appeared and blocked their way.

Was this the time to fight? There were tens of thousands of people below.

Shen Yijia was about to ask You Yi to run away when she saw the struggling rabbit in his arms. She held her forehead. “If you want to eat meat, I’ll make it

for you when we get home. Let it go quickly.”

Song Jingchen’s gaze shifted. He took a few steps forward and took the rabbit from You Yi’s hand.

“Young Master, it’s a rabbit,” a middle-aged man who looked like a general said.

The white-robed man glanced at the rabbit, who was still alive after being nailed to the ground by the arrow. He said coldly, “This is your reward.”

“Thank you, Young Master.” The middle-aged man happily picked up the rabbit on the ground and said with a smile, “I’ve long heard that Young Master’s archery skills are flawless. Seeing you today, you’re indeed extraordinary.”

Another person continued, “To think that those people only know how to praise the skills of the Song family. I think they’ve never seen Young Master attack, or they wouldn’t spout such nonsense.”

“Haha, General Xiong is right. That Song fellow is not even worthy of carrying Young Master’s shoes.”

The man in white frowned. The few people who were flattering him immediately stopped.

The man in white said coldly, “Everyone, go and collect your punishment.”

With that, he was about to turn around and leave when he noticed something. He stopped in his tracks and squatted down to pry open the withered grass in front of him. A round golden bead was sitting there quietly.

The white-robed man’s eyes narrowed. He picked up the golden bead and took out a pouch. He poured out a bead.

He had picked this up the day he entered Rui Manor after the assassin attacked.

When the two beads were placed together, they were exactly the same in terms of workmanship and size.

The man in white narrowed his eyes and instructed, “Gather all the generals in my tent for a meeting immediately.”

The people present looked at each other, not understanding what had happened, but they quickly ran to call for help.

The man in white looked at the two golden pearls in his hand with a complicated expression.

Most of the madams and young ladies in the capital liked to embroider pearls and other decorations on their shoes.

However, he had only seen one person with golden beads so far!

After coming out of the mountain path, the two of them were speechless for a

moment. Shen Yijia was too shocked. She did not expect a person who usually looked gentle and elegant to hide such malice so well.

As for Song Jingchen.

Shen Yijia glanced at him carefully. She more or less knew why he was like this.

Although he had his doubts in the past, his doubts were not directed at anyone, but at all the descendants of the royal family.

For example, everyone knew that Shangguan Heng was the most ignorant and incompetent of all the emperor’s sons, but Song Jingchen suspected him a lot. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have sent someone to look for him after he sneaked out of the capital.

Among the lords, that person was the one Song Jingchen didn’t want to blame.

Shen Yijia sighed.

In order to prevent anyone from finding the Hidden Spirit Temple through the bloodstains left behind by Furball and Riceball, the two of them cleaned up the mess when they returned. When they returned to the Hidden Spirit Temple, it was already past noon.

They were originally prepared to entrust Furball to the abbot to help take care of it and immediately go down the mountain to return to the capital. Unexpectedly, they had just seen the abbot and did not have the time to speak.

The abbot said, “Little girl, you’re finally back. Hurry up and take a look at that white tiger.”

He looked so anxious that he even forgot to recite the Buddhist name.

“It has a name. It’s called Riceball,” Shen Yijia corrected him. Without delay, she quickly entered the wooden house with Song Jingchen.

In the wooden house, Riceball lay in a corner and stared fixedly at the old monk who was about to extend his demonic claws at it. It kept letting out low and warning tiger roars.

“What do you want to do with it?”

Shen Yijia’s heart skipped a beat. She roared and grabbed the old monk’s collar, preparing to throw him out.

“Stop quickly.” The abbot ran in and hurriedly said, “Little girl, you’ve misunderstood. My Junior Brother is saving Riceball.”

Shen Yijia was stunned and looked suspiciously at the old monk, who was trembling in fear.

Riceball did not quiet down at all because of Shen Yijia’s arrival. The entire tiger looked anxious and kept twisting its body.

“Amitabha.” The old monk chanted a Buddhist proclamation. “The Buddha is merciful, white tiger.”

Shen Yijia was impatient. “Speak human language.”

The old monk said, “The white tiger is about to give birth.”

Shen Yijia was speechless.

Riceball was indeed about to give birth, but because it was too seriously injured and had lost too much blood, its stamina was exhausted.

The spiritual liquid had yet to heal its injuries, so the tiger cub could not be born.

At first, the abbot did not know what was wrong with it. He only confirmed this when he called his Junior Brother, who was more knowledgeable in this.

The old monk wanted to help Riceball, but Riceball did not let him get close at all, so Shen Yijia saw this scene.

After knowing the cause and effect, Shen Yijia rubbed her nose guiltily. “I’m sorry.”

Fortunately, she did not really attack him. Otherwise, this old monk would have fallen apart.

The old monk pressed his palms together. “Amitabha. Buddha is merciful. Benefactor, Patron, you don’t have to apologize to me. Let’s help the white tiger tide through this crisis first.”

Shen Yijia was speechless. “You don’t look anxious.” she thought.

Shen Yijia thought that with her around, it would be easy to comfort Riceball, but she didn’t expect Riceball to be even more guarded than usual. Apart from her, no one else was allowed to approach, including Song Jingchen.

However, Shen Yijia no longer had any spiritual liquid. She did not know how to help it at all. No matter how hard she tried to persuade it, it was useless.

Furball slowly woke up and howled at it. Only then did Riceball quiet down and allow the old monk to approach, but the premise was that Shen Yijia had to be present.

Giving birth was not something that could be done in a short period of time. Moreover, not only was Riceball weak, but the baby tiger was also born prematurely.

After it gave birth, it would probably be dark outside. Shen Yijia wanted Song Jingchen to go down the mountain first, but knowing that there was an army on the mountain, Song Jingchen was worried about leaving her alone.

Shen Yijia was speechless.

She suspected that her beautiful husband was afraid that she would put a sack on that person, but she had no evidence..