Young Master's Fierce Wife

Shen Yijia brought them to the small kitchen. As expected, the pheasants were locked up in the kitchen.

She put down the porcelain bowl and walked over to grab a pheasant. She stuffed it into Mo Yuan’s hand and said firmly, "Go and stew it. You can eat it with Furball."

She was really too smart. Her beautiful husband’s soup was saved.

Mo Yuan’s hand that was holding the pheasant stiffened. "Young Master said that this would be used to nourish Miss’s body."

Shen Yijia choked. This stubborn girl.

She did not say that her beautiful husband would not mind such words, because she knew Mo Yuan too well. She wasn’t flexible in her thinking. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

So she tried to be reasonable. "I didn’t eat one this morning, right? So I technically saved one, and you can eat it."

"Is it up to my husband to decide what to do with my own things? I want you to stew it now. Isn’t that enough?"

Mo Yuan nodded blankly. "Sure."

Shen Yijia heaved a sigh of relief and patted her shoulder. "I’ll leave Furball’s food to you."

Shen Yijia wanted to take another set of cutlery, but she thought of something and decided not to take it.

Holding the porcelain bowl, she took a spoon and went to look for Song Jingchen happily.

Mo Yuan, who was being stared at by Furball, was stunned.

The point was, who did the pheasant belong to? Shouldn’t it be given to someone to eat?

Song Jingchen was in Shangguan Han’s study when Shen Yijia arrived.

As the soup had been carried back and forth several times, Shen Yijia was afraid that it would affect the taste. She did not need anyone to lead the way and rushed straight to the study.

In the end, she bumped into a servant who suddenly turned out of a small path.

Shen Yijia quickly transferred the soup to her other hand to prevent it from spilling.

However, the servant was not so lucky. Not only did he spill his tea, but he also spilled it all over himself.

Even Shen Yijia’s sleeve was wet from the tea.

The servant was so frightened that he hurriedly knelt down and apologized.

Shen Yijia frowned and continued walking.

She took the main path. This person had suddenly appeared, so it was none of her business.

Shangguan Han was called back from the city wall by Song Jingchen.

Knowing that he had been up on the city wall for nothing, he looked at Song Jingchen in disbelief.

He did not believe that his cousin would forget such an important matter. It must be because he said yesterday that his sister-in-law could eat too much, so this petty man deliberately did not say anything.

However, he did not dare to question him. He could only spin around in frustration.

Song Jingchen sat at the side and slowly flipped through the book in his hand, pretending not to see it.

The door to the study was wide open, and two people were spinning around inside.

Shen Yijia saw such a strange scene.

As soon as she stepped into the study, the person who had been reading looked up and smiled. "Why are you here?"

"Sister-in-law." Shangguan Han stood up straight.

Shen Yijia rubbed her nose. She was only thinking about using the same spoon as her beautiful husband, but she had forgotten that there might be someone else in the study.

Shangguan Han’s sharp eyes had already seen the soup bowl in Shen Yijia’s hand. His eyes lit up as he asked, "Sister-in-law, did you specially bring me soup because you know that I didn’t eat lunch?"

He could already smell the chicken soup.

Before Shen Yijia could say anything, Song Jingchen had already stood up and walked to her. He took the soup bowl and placed it aside. He frowned at her sleeve and asked, "What’s going on?"

"Oh, I accidentally spilled some tea. This- this..." Shen Yijia stared at the soup pot. Shangguan Han had already run over to remove the lid.

Song Jingchen noticed her gaze and found it funny.

Hence, Shangguan Han watched helplessly as a hand reached over and took his meat away.

"Cousin!" Shangguan Han looked accusingly at the person who was about to leave with the soup.

Shen Yijia held her forehead. "There are still wild pheasants in the kitchen. Just order someone to kill one and make some soup."

Her beautiful husband would not be so petty.

Song Jingchen pursed his lips and didn’t retort. He held the soup in one hand and held Shen Yijia’s hand with the other. "Go back to your room and change your clothes first."

The two of them walked for a distance and could still hear Shangguan Han instructing someone.

They returned to the bamboo courtyard. Shen Yijia changed her clothes and came out. Song Jingchen also asked someone to heat up the soup and bring it back.

There were even two sets of cutlery on the table.

Shen Yijia was speechless.

While drinking the soup, Shen Yijia told Song Jingchen what she had learned from Mo Yuan.

She felt that she had to explain to her beautiful husband what she could not figure out, lest she cause trouble again.

When Song Jingchen first heard about Mo Yuan, he sent a pigeon to One Dot to investigate. However, there was no news yet.

Now, Shen Yijia mentioned this.

He frowned. For some reason, he suddenly remembered the map and the key.

Shen Yijia felt that Mo Yuan had mistaken him for someone else, but Song Jingchen didn’t think so.

It seemed that after this matter was resolved, he should make a trip to the Qilin Mountain.

"As long as she doesn’t hurt you, it’s good to keep her by your side for the time being," Song Jingchen said as he picked up a chicken leg and placed it in Shen Yijia’s bowl.

Shen Yijia ate the drumstick meekly and nodded.

The main reason was that she couldn’t chase her away unless the person Mo Yuan was really waiting for appeared.

On the second day after Zodar gathered the generals and led them to the tent, he used a bowl of strong alcohol to drug most of the people in the army.

Yesterday’s probing had already given him a general idea of which of them were Mungido’s men.

Therefore, he did not hold back at all.

"Are you trying to rebel, Zodar?" Monte asked, after waking up to find himself bound to a wooden frame.

In addition to Stahl, five other generals were tied up.

Ahead of them, Zodar led the entire army to surround them, glaring at them one by one.

"Heh," Zodar sneered. "I think you and Mungido are the ones rebelling."

As soon as he finished speaking, the people behind him immediately made way. Ah Xun walked out in the formal attire of a little prince of the Huns and stood beside Zodar.

Seeing Ah Xun, Monte’s pupils constricted. "You..."

"Are you disappointed that I’m not dead?" Ah Xun’s voice was as cold as ice.

The bound people felt a chill run down their spines.

There was only one thought in their minds. It was over.

"Have you seen enough? Let’s go back."

On a hill not far from the Hun army’s camp, Song Jingchen reminded the people beside him with a dark expression.

"Ah Xun is too cute!" Shen Yijia exclaimed. Ah Xun was already good-looking, but he looked even cuter in formal attire.

She wanted to kidnap him and raise him.

Song Jingchen’s face darkened. Now that he thought about it, he realized that among the people Shen Yijia had picked up, there were Lin Shao and his sister, Mo Yuan, and Ah Xun.

They all had one thing in common. They were all good-looking people.

This girl...