At this moment, a group of people had already gathered at the entrance of the royal residence.
They surrounded a group of people who had returned with food.
Shen Yijia jumped up a few times but could not see the people inside. Her gaze suddenly landed on the two majestic stone lions at the door.
She climbed up on her hands and knees. Only when she stood on the lion’s head did she successfully see the person in the middle.
The man was wearing a mask that only covered the upper half of his face. His lips were pursed tightly because of the commotion around him, and he looked impatient.
Her husband, who only revealed half of his face, was also very good-looking.
Just as these words flashed through Shen Yijia’s mind, the person below looked over as if he had sensed something. Their eyes met.
Seeing that he had discovered her, Shen Yijia could not help but grin.
Song Jingchen’s mind seemed to have exploded, and his heart was filled with a hot wave. His blood rushed, and he subconsciously took two steps forward before stopping.
Without blinking, he looked at the person standing above the stone lion smiling smugly, afraid that this was just his imagination and that she would disappear in the blink of an eye, as she usually did.
The crowd noticed his abnormality and followed his gaze. They saw a delicate little girl standing on a high spot. Her skirt fluttered in the wind, and she was smiling.
Everyone instantly fell silent and couldn’t help but make way for Song Jingchen.
Shen Yijia looked at him with sparkling eyes. She blinked and called out sweetly, “Hubby.”
She opened her arms and pounced at him.
Only then did Song Jingchen come back to his senses. His body moved quickly and he caught the reckless person.
Holding her in his arms, Song Jingchen felt a sense of reality.
His grip tightened and loosened, as if he was afraid that she would run away, yet worried that he would hurt her.
“You…” Song Jingchen’s voice was a little hoarse.
He wanted to ask, “Why are you here?”
Why didn’t she listen and wait for him at home?
However, he did not know where to start. He was clearly happy to see her.
Shen Yijia meekly let him hug her. She thought of something and quickly got out of his arms. She reached out to pull open his clothes.
“Wow, this woman is too fierce.” the crowd thought.
Song Jingchen reacted and grabbed her hand helplessly. He said softly, “I’m not injured.”
“Really?” Shen Yijia looked up at him suspiciously.
Song Jingchen reached out and rubbed her head. “Yes, really.”
“Alright,” Shen Yijia replied, but she took the opportunity to touch him.
She quickly touched Song Jingchen’s body to check for the injuries she saw in her dream.
Seeing that Song Jingchen didn’t even frown, she was relieved.
The crowd thought, “Wow, this lady is really something.”
Without any worries, Shen Yijia jumped onto Song Jingchen with sparkling eyes.
She wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, wrapped her arms around his neck, and placed her head on his shoulder. She hung onto Song Jingchen’s body before saying in satisfaction, “I miss you so much.”
Song Jingchen felt his heart fill up with her words.
When she didn’t hear him say that he missed her, Shen Yijia puffed up her cheeks unhappily and asked, “Don’t you miss me?”
“Yes.” Song Jingchen reached out to hold her body. His voice was very soft, as if a gust of wind would blow it away, but Shen Yijia still heard him clearly.
She smiled, revealing two rows of white teeth. Then she muttered, “I’m so sleepy.”
She hadn’t slept well for many days in a row. She wanted to rest yesterday, but she didn’t want to have a nightmare. She felt that the night she slept was even more tiring than not sleeping, and she was also worried about Song Jingchen.
Now that she saw him and knew that he was fine and was nestled in this familiar embrace, her eyelids started to flutter as soon as she relaxed.
“Go to sleep.” Song Jingchen felt a little upset and his heart ached.
He held her up with one hand and wrapped his other arm around her back, so that she wouldn’t have to strain herself.
“Then I’ll wake up and see you.” Shen Yijia took the opportunity to make a request and rubbed her head against Song Jingchen’s neck.
Song Jingchen replied dotingly, “Okay.”
Hearing his agreement, Shen Yijia closed her eyes in relief. She felt like she had forgotten something. Before she could remember, she fell into a deep sleep.
“Master…” As soon as South Wind and the others came out, they saw the two people hugging each other. As soon as they said ‘Master’, they were stopped by Song Jingchen’s gaze.
Under everyone’s strange gazes, Song Jingchen carried Shen Yijia into the residence expressionlessly. His steps were light and slow.
Because Uncle Yang didn’t stay in Xiagou Village for long, when he left, Song Jingchen and Shen Yijia were still a little respectful to each other.
Seeing his young master like this, he looked like he had seen a ghost.
Mo Yuan wanted to follow him, but Rooster hugged her arm tightly and stopped her.
“Oh my god, if you go up like this, not only will my master not let you off easily, but your mistress will also be unhappy.”
Song Jingchen was focused on the person in his arms and couldn’t notice the outside world at all. Feeling that the person in his arms had lost a lot of weight compared to half a month ago, he tightened his grip.
He carried Shen Yijia back to his courtyard and carefully placed her on the couch. He gently removed her shoes and outerwear and pulled the brocade blanket over her.
He tucked her in and wrapped her up tightly. Then, he reached out and caressed Shen Yijia’s obviously thinner face. His heart ached and he felt helpless.
He never thought that one day, his mind would be controlled by a woman.
Thinking of something, Song Jingchen glanced at Shen Yijia, bent down, and kissed her forehead gently before getting up and opening the door to leave.
Shangguan Han knew that he liked silence. He got someone to arrange a courtyard for him at the far end of the residence. It even came with a small kitchen.
When he found the small kitchen, there was only an old woman inside. When she saw him, she quickly stood up and bowed. Song Jingchen waved his hand to dismiss her.
There was only a small bag of rice in the kitchen. Food was scarce in the city to begin with, so Shangguan Han must have taken these from his own share.
Song Jingchen rolled up his sleeves and scooped some rice out to wash. He added water to the pot before sitting down behind the stove to start the fire.
When Shangguan Han followed Uncle Yang over, he saw him filling the stove with folded dead branches. The air still carried the fragrance of rice.
He looked at Song Jingchen’s actions with a complicated expression. It was hard to believe that this was still the glamorous cousin he knew.
“What’s the matter?”
Song Jingchen’s cold voice sounded. Shangguan Han scratched his head and said, “It’s nothing. I heard that Sister-in-law is here. I haven’t seen her yet, so I wanted to come and pay my respects.”
Normally speaking, he was the master of this mansion. When guests came to visit, they should see him first.
He had received the news as soon as Shen Yijia and the others entered the residence. He even specially got someone to help him wash up and change his clothes. He wanted to leave a good impression on this sister-in-law he had never met.
