After the tender beauty was reborn, the husband of the god of war competed for favor

Chapter 98 It's time for innocence

Song Jiuxi returned to the gate of Yan's mansion, just in time to see Yan Shubai getting off the carriage.

Song Jiuxi asked unexpectedly, "You came back so soon?"

Yan Shubai smiled and said, "Of course I'm coming back to accompany my wife."

Luo Feng pushed the wheelchair, Yan Shubai waved his hand.He walked up to Song Jiuxi and suddenly asked, "What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"

"How did you see that?" Song Jiuxi was surprised, she felt that she was in a much better mood now.

"Well... When the lady is upset, the corners of her eyes are drooping, and the corners of her mouth are also pursed. Who made you angry? Ruoyu?"

Without seeing Song Ruoyu behind Song Jiuxi, Yan Shubai probably guessed what was going on.

"He's back to the Song Mansion." After Song Jiuxi finished speaking, he added, as if complaining and coquettishly, "He won't come back with me."

Yan Shubai smiled and said: "Then go and help the lady tie him back so that he can confess his mistake to you? Just let Luo Feng do it. No one we Xiaoyiwei wants to arrest can escape."

In the latter sentence, Yan Shubai said it coldly.

Song Jiuxi froze for a moment, all the unhappiness in his heart disappeared.It seems that from the very beginning, she had this awareness, that is, if she told Yan Shubai, Yan Shubai would definitely find her back.

Just like when she was a child, if she was bullied outside, she would go home and tell her mother, and her mother would definitely fight her back with a long gun.

Although it's weird to compare Yan Shubai with Niangqin.But in fact, what Yan Shubai gave her was this sense of peace of mind.

She couldn't help laughing: "If Xiao Yiwei broke into the Song Mansion to arrest people, my father would probably die of fright."

"Then I can only feel sorry for Mr. Yuezhang, who made them make the lady unhappy."

When Yan Shubai said this, Song Jiuxi laughed again.She suddenly remembered something and lifted the candied fruit in her hand. "I bought you something to eat, you will definitely like it."

This was the first time Song Jiuxi bought something for Yan Shubai, and it was also the first time Song Jiuxi gave him something.

The smile in Yan Shubai's eyes deepened, and he accepted it with hooked lips.

"Then I'll have a good taste."

Yan Shubai opened the oil-paper bag, stuffed a piece into his mouth, and then stopped.

Song Jiuxi raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes were usually cold, but now he was a little excited. "Is it tasty?"

Yan Shubai slowly chewed the candied fruit that was so sweet that the back of his head was tense, and he bent his lips and said, "It's delicious, my lady, would you like a piece?"

"I don't eat sweets." Song Jiuxi hurriedly refused.

She looked at Yan Shubai eating and felt flustered, she couldn't take a bite, and she didn't know why Yan Shubai liked sweets so much.

Yan Shubai: "..."

When they returned to the yard, Song Jiuxi felt very relaxed.Obviously the Song Mansion was the place where she grew up, but now this small courtyard has become a place where she can feel at ease.

Aunt Qing has been looking forward to her for a long time, and now she is looking up and down, seeing the injury on her shoulder, her eyes are slightly red.

Song Jiuxi hurriedly said: "Aunt Qing, please help me look at the wound, I think the wound hurts a bit."

"Miss." Aunt Qing sighed after checking the wound.The young lady is exactly the same as the general, no matter how badly injured she is, she doesn't groan.

But she feels distressed, she watched the young lady grow up, but now she has to let her go out and take care of herself.

Aunt Qing carefully applied medicine to the wound, Song Jiuxi pulled Aunt Qing's sleeve and said, "Aunt Qing, I don't hurt."

"It really doesn't hurt?" Aunt Qing pressed on the edge of the wound.

Song Jiuxi could bear the pain, but seeing Aunt Qing's expression, she still cried out in pain. "hurts a little."

"Miss, you are only fifteen, an age that can be called painful." Aunt Qing's eyes warmed up when she thought of Miss's reticence in the Song Mansion all these years.

"Aunt Qing." Song Jiuxi wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to say it. It had been a long time since she complained of pain.

Aunt Qing said: "Miss, you can sometimes feel pain when facing the closest person around you. This is not weakness, it is... well, it means closeness. Sometimes softness is also a kind of strength."

The lady is a bit too cold-tempered, and she is always tense, but she is only 15 years old, which is the time when she is innocent.

Who is not afraid of pain?

If Miss keeps on being cold like this, what if people think she is not afraid of pain in the future.

Then who will hurt her?

"Aunt Qing, I understand." Song Jiuxi nodded.

At dinner, Yan Shubai still had a bad appetite and couldn't eat anything, and Song Jiuxi had injuries on his body, so he couldn't eat spicy food.She looked at the medicinal porridge in front of her, which was the same as that in front of Yan Shubai, with a sleepy face,

Is this something people can eat?
She looked at Aunt Qing who was standing next to her, but she didn't dare to speak.The little girl lowered her head, her long crow eyelashes drooping, casting a hazy shadow on her face.

Like a cat, she sips the porridge and stirs it carelessly with a spoon.

Suddenly she was poked on the side of her leg, she turned her head and saw Yan Shubai's fingers on her knee.

She looked at him suspiciously, what is this for?
Yan Shubai's slender fingers slowly began to draw circles on Song Jiuxi's legs. As the strokes took shape, Song Jiuxi's puzzled eyes gradually brightened.

After Yan Shubai finished writing, he was still reluctant to shake his hand, but the little girl finished the porridge with a few pushes, and then looked at him with bright eyes.

Yan Shubai withdrew his hand, and finished drinking under Song Jiuxi's urging eyes.

After finishing the meal, Song Jiuxi hurriedly pushed Yan Shubai into the house.At this moment, Nianqiao brought over the medicine that the two of them wanted to drink, Song Jiuxi took it and drank it, and then looked at Yan Shubai.

When Yan Shubai asked about the smell of the medicine, his face turned pale.Song Jiuxi ran into the house and took out the candied fruit she bought during the day.

"It won't hurt to eat this."

Under Song Jiuxi's urging, Yan Shubai gritted his teeth and finished drinking the medicine. He frowned, and Song Jiuxi stuffed a piece of candied fruit into his mouth.

He had never taken medicine so simply.

When they returned to the room and only the two of them were left, Song Jiuxi hurriedly asked, "Where's the Mille-feuille Cake? Where is it?"

Yan Shubai raised his lips, one side of his mouth was bitter and the other was sweet, he said with a smile: "I lied to you, there is no mille-feuille."

The little girl's eyes widened slightly, and then suddenly cooled down.

Yan Shubai knew that he was exaggerating, so he quickly took out the mille-feuille from his arms.

Song Jiuxi's eyes lit up, and he took it.She opened the oil-paper package and ate happily.

Yan Shubai looked at her amusedly, his eyes warm and smiling.

Song Jiuxi ate three yuan in a row before thinking of Yan Shubai.She rarely bent her eyes and said, "Thank you."

Yan Shubai asked, "Who are you thanking?"

"thank you."

Yan Shubai asked slowly: "Who am I, a lady?"

Song Jiuxi was silent for a while, on the one hand was the mille-feuille that was finally eaten, and on the other was Yan Shubai who cunningly lied to her.

She weighed it up, made up her mind and said, "Husband."

"Hey." Yan Shubai responded with a smile, as if he had taken advantage of it.

(End of this chapter)