The Little Madam of Marquis Family in Time Travel - Chapter 61
Song Sijun looked at Shen Huaqing, wondering if he heard it wrongly.
After the two looked at each other, Shen Huaqing couldn’t help but laugh.
“You lied to me!” Song Sijun felt that Shen Huaqing was like an old naughty boy. Just when he was about to complain more, he felt dizzy and fainted.
This body actually got so drunk from a cup!!!
Shen Huaqing also didn’t expect Song Sijun to be a lightweight drinker. Seeing him lying drunk on the table, he kept laughing more.
He carried Song Sijun back to Qifang Courtyard.
When he went in, Shen Yinghan was waking up.
After the two looked at each other, Shen Huaqing asked first, “Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?”
Shen Yinghan shook his head, and then his eyes fell on Song Sijun in Shen Huaqing’s arms, “What’s going on?”
“Drunk.” Shen Huaqing replied with a bit of fondness, and then put Song Sijun on the bed.
At this time, Shen Yinghan looked at Shen Huaqing and said, “Uncle, you don’t look good. Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?”
Shen Huaqing smiled nonchalantly and said, “You faked your death a few days ago, which made me feel uncomfortable. Naturally, I don’t have a good mood. If you are well now, I’ll be fine soon.” He stood up and walked to Shen Yinghan, his expression became serious, “Yinghan, I want to talk to you about your body.”
Shen Yinghan looked at him and said in a calm tone, “Is it about the emperor use of Imperial Hospital’s medicine to damage my body?”
Shen Huaqing was a little surprised, “How did you know?”
Shen Yinghan sighed, “In the tomb, Madam felt that there was no way for us to survive, so he told me this.”
“Then you…”
“I’m not too surprised, but a little sad.” Shen Yinghan lowered his head, his tone remained calm, “Although I live in the backyard, I have read a lot of books, and I also understand that it is difficult to guard a king’s heart and a servant’s achievements can shock the master. In the past, my uncle loved me, so I thought he didn’t see our Shen family as a danger. But after knowing it, I felt that it was not surprising. ”
“You are calmer than me.” Shen Huaqing sat down next to Shen Yinghan, picked up an apple and played with it, “The weather is going to change soon. You and Song Sijun should go to Huoxi Academy early to learn more about the world, and you can avoid the bloody storm in this capital.”
“Uncle…” He had something to say, but he couldn’t say it.
Shen Huaqing knew what he meant, and just said: “If you are here, you will drag me down.”
Shen Yinghan nodded.
Shen Huaqing stood up and said, “Let’s go tonight, don’t delay any more in case you change your mind.”
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When Song Sijun woke up from his drunken state, the whole family was already on the carriage heading to Huoxi Academy.
He wanted to go back and get the answer about Shen Yinghan’s resurrection from the dead, but was stopped by Shen Huaqing’s men.
Shen Huaqing also asked his men to bring a message to Song Sijun: [Lin Changxu will tell you the answer you want when you get to Huoxi Academy.]
Song Sijun felt he had suffered a big loss, but he did not dare to go back.
He was afraid that his return would disrupt Shen Huaqing’s plan. If he wasn’t careful, Shen Huaqing might be killed.
At this moment, to Song Sijun, Shen Huaqing was a friend and a father.
The weather was still cold and the journey was tiring. Song Sijun was mentally prepared for Shen Yinghan to become seriously ill. However, until they arrived in Huoxi City, Shen Yinghan had no other illness except a cough, but the youngest Shen Niannian fell sick several times.
Right now, it was also winter in Huoxi City, but it was much warmer than the Daqing capital.
After entering the gate of Huoxi City, they saw three huge statues standing in front of everyone.
The statue in the middle, which Song Sijun had seen in the lobby of the bookstore, was his fellow villager Sage Wen. The two people next to him looked good-looking, but he didn’t recognize them.
Song Sijun asked Shen Yinghan, “Who were the two people next to Sage Wen?”
Shen Yinghan replied, “The one on the right should have been Lin Jinghuan, the first Imperial Master of Huoxi City, who was the husband of Sage Wen. The one on the left should have been Wen Cenxia, the first president of Huoxi Academy, the grandfather of Sage Wen.”
Looking at the size of the statue, Song Sijun felt that his fellow villager, seemed to be doing well.
After entering the city, the group entered the courtyard that Shen Huaqing had arranged for them in advance.
The house was not big, but it was suitable for a family to live in.
Song Sijun and Xiao Ming were busy buying furniture, while Shen Yinghan was at home with the two children.
If they hadn’t known that firewood, rice, oil, and salt were expensive, they would have brought them from the mansion. Now the money they brought wouldn’t be reduced by half.
Seeing the diminishing money, Song Sijun thought of Shen Huaqing’s mention of foreign women before.
How about going to check the slogan tomorrow and getting some money from the other party?
But where to find the woman was another problem.