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The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool Chapter 47

Chapter 47 - Jealousy

Shen Yijia looked at the wild boar that had its head split open and was lying on the ground. It probably weighed about 300 pounds.

Clapping her hands together, she picked up the boar and left.

An Dong followed her footprints and saw a thin girl walking leisurely while carrying a wild boar more than three times her size.

Pig blood dripped down and stained her clothes, but the girl didn’t seem to mind at all. Instead, her eyes were sparkling and she was grinning happily.

For a moment, he wondered if his eyes were playing tricks on him. He rubbed his eyes.

His eyes were working just fine, because the girl had already walked up to him. Her expression seemed to be a little conflicted.

Shen Yijia frowned and said in resignation, “Although you were the one who lured this wild boar, I killed it. How about we split it evenly?”

Although it was a negotiation, Shen Yijia decided that if this person didn’t agree, she would… beat him up until he agreed.

An Dong came back to his senses and quickly waved his hand. “No, that’s not necessary. Without you, I might have been injured. You saved me. I have to thank you. This boar belongs to you alone.”

Shen Yijia glanced at him briefly and left without looking back.

She had to come back and carry the pine trees later. She didn’t have time to waste on this person.

She ignored him, but An Dong followed her on his own.

He felt that it was not easy for a girl to carry a wild boar, so he said, “You saved me. Let me help you carry it down the mountain.”

He completely forgot who was being chased by this wild boar and who killed it.

Shen Yijia stopped and glanced at An Dong. She confirmed that this person was indeed here to help and not to snatch her meat.

After thinking for a moment, she nodded. “Alright, help me carry it down the mountain. I’ll give you a piece of meat.”

She was a very reasonable person indeed.

An Dong wanted to say no, but seeing Shen Yijia’s serious expression, he swallowed his words.

Seeing that Shen Yijia was carrying it so easily, he assumed that the boar wasn’t heavy at all. When he took it from her hands, he almost staggered and fell.

Shen Yijia glanced at him, her eyes asking silently, “Can you do it?”

Even though An Dong had tanned skin, it was obvious that his face was flushed red.

Madam Li had just finished cooking and brought the food to Song Jingchen’s room.

She heard Brother Hao and Sister Huan exclaim with delight.

The door of the room was not closed. The two of them looked out together and saw Shen Yijia carrying a few thick pine trees back. Behind her was a young man carrying a wild boar on his shoulder.

The two of them entered together, and Shen Yijia had a wide smile on her face. For some reason, Song Jingchen felt his heart ache.

“Oh my god! Sister Jia, why are you covered in blood? Where are you injured?” Madam Li hurriedly ran out.

After throwing the pine trees into the courtyard, Shen Yijia turned around and helped An Dong put down the wild boar on his shoulder. “Mother, I’m not injured. It’s all this wild boar’s blood.”

“You… hunted it?” Madam Li’s eyelids twitched.

Shen Yijia raised her chin proudly and glanced at Song Jingchen’s room. “Yes, I went up the mountain to cut down trees and saw him being chased by wild boars. I killed it along the way.”

“Thankfully she was there today,” An Dong quickly added.

“Sister-in-law, you’re amazing.” Brother Hao gave her a thumbs up.

Sister Huan felt that something was wrong with that statement and interrupted, “Sister-in-law has always been very amazing!”

“The two of you are so sweet. I’ll get Mother to cook meat for you tonight!” Shen Yijia was flattered by the praise. When she realized that An Dong was still standing there, she waved her hand to chase him away. “Go back first. I’ll send the meat over to you later.”

The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

病弱世子的小福妻又甜又飒
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The Bulwark Duke’s residence had fallen. On the day of the duke’s son’s wedding, all men in the family were imprisoned. In just three days, the patriarch and duke died. What was originally a joyful occasion became a depressing funeral.

Shen Yijia had transmigrated as the unfortunate bride. By the time her husband was sent back home to her, he was crippled and heavily injured. Everyone said that this fallen family would never recover. Shen Yijia possessed a spirit liquid that helped her bring her husband back from the brink of death. When Song Jingchen woke up, he advised her to marry someone else instead. Shen Yijia stared at his handsome face and shook her head. “Don’t worry, I’ll keep you.”

On the way back to their hometown, they encountered bandits and even suicide warriors who tried to assassinate them at all costs. Shen Yijia patted her chest and vowed to her beautiful husband, saying, “Don’t worry, I’ll protect you.” However, nosy people kept nagging at her, saying that a wife should be knowledgeable, reasonable, and virtuous. Was she supposed to help her husband pick out a concubine too? Shen Yijia was annoyed. As a modern woman, she couldn’t possibly get her husband a concubine! Her husband belonged to her alone!

For the sake of earning money, she hunted in the mountains, battled scum, and took in disciples. Eventually, Shen Yijia’s life became smooth sailing.

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Many years later, they returned to the capital. Everyone assumed that Song Jingchen disliked having such a violent wife, and would soon divorce her to remarry. The young noblewomen rubbed their hands together in glee, waiting for Shen Yijia to leave so they could take her place. But as they waited and waited, they saw the Song Jingchen gently hold Shen Yijia’s hands right after the latter had beaten someone up. Song Jingchen asked worriedly, “Does it hurt?” [1v1 sweet love. A doting yet violent female lead vs a jealous two-faced male lead]

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