380 Entering the Capital (2)
Shen Yijia wondered what kind of magical treasure this was.
After waiting for about 15 minutes, Liu Tong sent over the silver. He said awkwardly, “Madam Song, I’m really sorry. It takes too long to make the dragon whiskers pastry. I’m afraid…”
Shen Yijia understood. She took the silver and waved her hand indifferently. “It’s fine. I don’t really want to eat it either.”
She counted the silver. Thirteen taels was just right.
“How could there not be any pastries left? Doesn’t the kitchen always have some? Just go to my place and get it,” Liu Jinbao said in confusion. He was discussing the sleeve arrows with Brother Hao and Sister Huan.
Liu Tong was even more embarrassed now. He looked at Liu Jinbao with sympathy. “It’s because Young Madam is pregnant and doesn’t have a good appetite, so Master…”
Liu Jinbao stiffened and lowered his eyes.
Shen Yijia understood that Song Jiayue’s unborn child was trying to compete with Liu Jinbao for his grandfather’s favor.
Old Master Liu had been looking forward to this son of his for most of his life. How he doted on Liu Jinbao in the past would be transferred to Song Jiayue’s unborn child in the future.
Shen Yijia was speechless. Wasn’t Song Jiayue worried that she would give birth to a daughter?
Moreover, with her experience reading novels, she didn’t know if this child was Old Master Liu’s.
Shen Yijia only thought about it for a moment.
Shen Yijia asked Brother Hao and Sister Huan to bid farewell to Liu Jinbao. It was time for them to go home.
Sister Huan had nothing to say, but Brother Hao pulled Liu Jinbao aside and muttered for a long time before stopping.
Liu Jinbao walked them to the entrance and promised, “I’ll definitely study hard and go to the capital to see you.”
After passing the imperial examination, he could go to the capital to participate in the general examination.
In the previous dynasty, merchants were not allowed to participate in the imperial examination. However, in Great Xia, the late emperor abolished this rule.
“What’s so good about being a bookworm?” Sister Huan pursed her lips. In the future, she would either be like her brother, who was skilled in martial arts, or her sister-in-law, who was peerless in martial arts.
When they returned home, Madam Li was talking to Auntie Tian in the central room. Shen Yijia did not go in.
After Auntie Tian left, Madam Li told Shen Yijia that Auntie Tian was here for An Xiu’er.
“She means to help her visit Xiu’er when we return to the capital and give her something,” Madam Li said.
Shen Yijia did not say anything. She just wanted to take a look and bring something along. On account of An Dong helping her look after the workshop in the future, she would not refuse.
At night, Shen Yijia was sleeping soundly when she felt movement near the bed. A person lay down with a faint smell of soap.
She rolled to the side out of habit and snuggled into the familiar arms. However, the next second, she realized that something was wrong.
She twitched her nose, she smelled blood. She hadn’t smelled it when he was far away. It must have been specially cleaned.
Shen Yijia instantly sobered up and looked up.
Even though it was dark, Shen Yijia could see his face clearly. It was a little pale.
“Did I wake you up?” Song Jingchen asked softly. He reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist, wanting to press her back down.
Shen Yijia frowned and asked, “Where are you injured?”
Song Jingchen paused. He had clearly washed up and bandaged his wounds before entering the house.
“It’s just a superficial wound. It’s already been treated.” He reached out and rubbed Shen Yijia’s head.
Shen Yijia turned her head to avoid his hand. She got up and walked around him to get out of bed to light the oil lamp.
She placed the oil lamp on the table beside the bed and pulled a face. “Show me.”
If not for the fact that she had a sharp nose, she definitely wouldn’t have noticed it. She was a little angry that Song Jingchen had hidden it from her even though he was injured.
This was the first time Song Jingchen had seen her so serious. He silently rolled up his sleeves, revealing his left arm, which was wrapped in gauze. “It’s really just a superficial wound.”
Shen Yijia ignored him and picked up his hand to take a closer look. The gauze was stained red by the blood seeping out of the wound. It was obvious that it was not serious.
“There are other injuries,” Shen Yijia said firmly. Song Jingchen’s face wouldn’t be so pale with such a small injury.
Song Jingchen pursed his lips. This silly girl wasn’t smart when she had to be, but she was very smart during times when she didn’t need to be.
Seeing that Song Jingchen didn’t move, Shen Yijia leaned over and reached out to take off his clothes.
Song Jingchen grabbed her hand helplessly. “I’ll do it myself.”
He did not even take off his outerwear. Shen Yijia watched unblinkingly as he took off his inner clothes.
Seeing that he seemed to frown because of his wounds a few times, Shen Yijia became even more nervous.
His inner clothes were unbuttoned, and Shen Yijia gasped. The circle of gauze wrapped around Song Jingchen’s chest had already been dyed red by blood.
