Chapter 129 She Hates Him So Much
Seeing who was coming, Song Yanxi took a half step back and said in a distant manner, "General Lin."
She lowered her eyes and stared at the gravel on the ground, not wanting to even glance at him, for fear of making him feel disgusted.
Lin Tingfeng noticed her subconscious reaction of retreating, and the jealousy in his chest grew stronger and stronger.
Song Yanxi is so charming. She talks and laughs with other men, but looks so lifeless when she sees him.
Those who know know that they are husband and wife who have worshipped heaven and earth.
If you don’t know, you might think he is the murderer of her father!
Especially when he thought about how Song Yanxi was kind to Chang Jiu, whom he was not familiar with, and even took the initiative to treat his wounds, the only trace of rationality left in Lin Tingfeng was burned out by anger.
There was only one voice left in his ears.
"Prove to her that you are better than any man."
Lin Tingfeng's face was gloomy. He reached out and grabbed Song Yanxi's wrist, shouting angrily, "Look at me!"
"Are you sick?" Song Yanxi frowned in pain, looking at him with disgust in her eyes, "If you're sick, go find Zhuang Shihan, don't bite people here like a mad dog."
Being called a mad dog, Lin Tingfeng was not angry at all, but instead had a smile on his face.
He stared at her with a serious look, and the smile on his lips grew wider and wider, making him look like a madman.
Song Yanxi cursed, and seeing that she couldn't struggle free, she used her other hand to open the medicine box on her back.
If she doesn't make him cry for his parents today, then all her skills of learning the Eighteen Needles will have been in vain!
Lin Tingfeng seemed to be prepared. When the medicine box was about to be opened, he reached out and quickly pressed it.
The sound of the medicine box being closed overlapped perfectly with the loud slap.
Song Yanxi stretched her wrist and smiled apologetically, "I'm so sorry, it was just a convenience. Does General Lin's face hurt?"
That bright smile seemed to have the words "I did it on purpose" written all over his face.
Lin Tingfeng numb the corner of his mouth with the tip of his tongue, and said with a half-smile: "Madam, you are too kind. Playing around between husband and wife is fun."
Hearing the words "husband and wife" from his mouth, Song Yanxi almost vomited on the spot out of disgust.
How dare he say such a thing?
If he had not planned to be a hero saving the beauty and pretended to be caring for her in every way to deceive her into believing in him, a poor family like the Lin family would not even be qualified to enter the Marquis's mansion.
His grandfather was afraid that she would suffer grievances after marrying Lin Tingfeng, so he spared no expense and risked his reputation to run around for him. This was the reason for his subsequent rapid rise to the rank of a third-rank general.
Even if you raise a dog, if someone takes so much trouble for it, it will definitely be grateful and will never do such an ungrateful thing as biting back.
Lin Tingfeng is worse than a beast!
Recalling the tragic scene of blood flowing like a river on the day when the Yan family was wiped out, Song Yanxi's eyes were bloodshot and the hatred in her eyes almost solidified into substance.
She wants to kill him!
Lin Tingfeng was shocked by the hatred in Song Yanxi's eyes and forgot to react for a moment.
Song Yanxi took advantage of his unpreparedness, raised her hand and slapped him hard in the face again.
"Pa!" The crisp sound of slapping seemed particularly abrupt in the silent night.
The hateful slap was so powerful that Lin Tingfeng's face turned away, and his ears began to buzz.
Before he could come to his senses, Song Yanxi bent her knees and thrust hard between his legs.
Lin Tingfeng's face instantly turned purple, he groaned, covered his crotch with one hand and knelt on the ground.
Song Yanxi took the opportunity to break free from his shackles and said with disgust, "Since General Lin is about to get married with Princess Shihan, he should be careful about his words and actions. She will not tolerate any grain of sand in her eyes."
After saying this, she turned and left, but someone suddenly grabbed the corner of her cloak.
Song Yanxi didn't even turn her head, untied the laces on her cloak with one hand, and strode away.
"Song Yanxi..." Lin Tingfeng knelt on the ground with a purple face, clutching his cloak tightly with both hands. It took him a long time to squeeze out these three words from between his teeth.
But in front of him, Song Yanxi was no longer there.
She actually... hated him so much.
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As soon as Song Yanxi entered the carriage, she realized something was wrong.
If there was a brazier burning in the carriage, there would definitely not be only this little heat in the carriage.
As she added more firewood, her fingertips accidentally brushed across the hem of Mo Jinchuan's clothes, which felt cold.
"Since Your Highness Prince Jin is awake, why don't you have a cup of tea with me?" Song Yanxi fiddled with the branches and spoke softly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the man who had been pretending to sleep with his eyes closed opened his eyelids and said with an apologetic smile, "I didn't mean to eavesdrop."
As Song Yanxi added more firewood, she asked nonchalantly, "Did I scare the prince just now?"
She herself had never expected that she would do such an unruly thing in her lifetime.
But in that situation, she had no choice.
Lin Tingfeng is a madman, and Zhuang Shihan is even crazier.
If we continue to tangle with him, no one knows what will happen.
Mo Jinchuan was amused by her apologetic words and couldn't help asking, "Does this prince look timid?"
Song Yanxi was stunned and couldn't answer.
She was really confused. His Royal Highness Prince Jin dared to kill the enemy on the battlefield when he was sixteen years old. How could he be scared by such a trivial matter?
I'm just afraid of dirtying his eyes...
Seeing that her face was pale from the cold, Mo Jinchuan quickly poured her a cup of hot tea and warned her, "Be careful of the heat."
Song Yanxi thanked him and reached out to take it, only to find that the wall of the cup was only slightly hot, just the right temperature for drinking.
She secretly admired Mo Jinchuan's meticulousness. She drank two cups of hot tea in succession and wrapped herself in a blanket before she felt warm all over.
Thinking that she didn't bring many clothes on this trip and that a cloak was broken today, Song Yanxi couldn't help but feel angry.
She said with some regret: "I should have kicked him again and taken the clothes back."
As soon as she said this, her brows slightly furrowed, and there was more disgust in her eyes reflecting the firelight.
Although Song Yanxi didn't say anything, Mo Jinchuan already understood what she meant.
She thinks that things that Lin Tingfeng has touched are dirty.
The corners of Mo Jinchuan's lips lifted uncontrollably. Noticing Song Yanxi's suspicious look, he coughed lightly and said, "I'm curious about something. I wonder if the young lady would be willing to explain it to me."
Song Yanxi chuckled, "Your Highness, please tell me first."
As she spoke, she tucked her neck into the blanket, hiding almost half of her face inside, leaving only a pair of bright eyes exposed.
If it were before, Song Yanxi would definitely think that this was too rude, and would even refuse the blanket when Mo Jinchuan handed it to her, saying that she was not cold.
But in the past few days, the two of them had been eating and sleeping in the same carriage. Although they had avoided each other when changing clothes and washing, they had long been accustomed to each other's presence.
If she keeps doing this every day, not only will she be tired, but His Royal Highness Prince Jin will also be implicated and dare not relax.
As for reputation...
As early as when Song Yanxi decided to join the army, she had thrown all those so-called false reputations behind her.
If in the end, Mo Jinchuan still has no interest in her, the two of them can just be allies. She will never be greedy.
She was given a chance to live again just to protect her family. Even if her reputation became known in the future and she couldn't remarry, her mother and grandfather couldn't kick her out of the house.
At least you won’t starve to death.
Looking at Song Yanxi, who was wrapped up tightly like a hibernating squirrel, Mo Jinchuan chuckled and asked, "How did you find out that the child named Chang Jiu was the descendant of a military doctor?"
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