Chapter 849 She thought, it’s better not to have this face
Song Yanxi was startled and said subconsciously: "I didn't, I just..."
The rest of the words were blocked by the thin lips with a hint of coldness.
Smelling the familiar cool fragrance and feeling the softness on her lips, Song Yanxi widened her eyes slightly, feeling her head was in a mess at the moment.
Reason told her that she should push Mo Jinchuan away quickly.
If someone catches us in public, how will we face people in the future?
But when she raised her hands, she found that her limbs were very weak and she had to rely on someone to support her to stand.
Unfortunately, she was speechless at the moment and could only stare at the person she was kissing with all her heart with her beautiful eyes.
The moment his eyes met hers, Mo Jinchuan's eyes darkened slightly. He raised a hand to cover her eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Xi'er, don't look at me like that."
Song Yanxi said helplessly: "Mo Jinchuan, I seem to be feeling a little uncomfortable."
Mo Jinchuan was stunned, and there was a look of helplessness in his dark eyes.
He held Song Yanxi's shoulders with both hands and said angrily: "Xi'er, I'm sorry, I hurt you."
As he said this, he quickly let go of her hand, fearing that he would be clumsy and accidentally hurt her again.
Song Yanxi already felt very weak, and now she suddenly lost her support. She felt her legs go weak and she fell into Mo Jinchuan's arms.
The moment her face touched the hard chest, she thought, it would be better if she didn't have this face.
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When Mo Jinchuan carried Song Yanxi back, the door of the front hall was crowded with people.
When she saw the familiar, worried faces illuminated by the firelight, her heart, which had been hanging in the air all the way, finally died.
Shouldn't everyone be waiting in the dining room for dinner at this time?
Yan Qing and Shen Qingyun looked at each other and quickly went forward.
The aunt and sister-in-law asked in unison: "Where is the injury?"
Song Yanxi nestled in Mo Jinchuan's arms, feeling her hot cheeks suddenly burn even hotter.
She opened her mouth and said weakly, "Mother, aunt, I'm not hurt."
Yan Changkun also came forward, his face full of suspicion, "Are you really not injured?"
He thought of something, clapped his hands and said angrily: "You good girl from the Zhuang family, you shamelessly did such a shameful thing, and now you dare to come to bully you.
Who the hell does she think she is? Does she really think there is no one left in our Yan family?"
As soon as the voice fell, Yan Qingsong heard: "Sister Xi, wait, I'm going to go smash the pot of that damn princess's family!"
He did what he said. If Yan Qinglin hadn't been quick enough to grab the back of his neck, everyone would have rushed out of the house by the time they reacted.
Yan Zhangkun walked forward with a dark face, raised his hand and slapped him on the back of the head, "Why are you in such a hurry? Your father is still alive. If you really want to vent your sister's anger, you don't need me."
He turned his head to look at Yan Qingsong beside him, gritted his teeth and said, "Boss, grab your weapons, let's go to the Duke's Mansion to seek justice for your sister."
"What are you going to do?" Shen Qingyun rolled his eyes at him and cursed, "You are already a grandfather, why are you still like a cucumber egg, talking nonsense.
What did your eldest brother teach you when he was alive? Use your brain more and your hands less. You can't remember a single word."
Yan Qingsong advised gently: "Mom, please calm down. Your uncle also feels sorry for your sister Yan Xi."
It would have been fine if he didn't speak, but when he heard his voice, Shen Qingyun laughed out of anger.
"You were so busy scolding your uncle that you forgot about you, didn't you?"
Shen Qingyun said, and immediately rolled up his sleeves.
Yan Qing had known her for many years and could tell at a glance that she was about to attack. He quickly grabbed her arm and whispered in her ear, "My uncle is still here. Don't let others laugh at you."
Shen Qingyun glanced at Mo Jinchuan from the corner of his eyes and cursed softly: “This is not a good thing either.”
She was an experienced person, and she could guess most of the situation just by looking at her niece's appearance.
He is a prince after all, and seven or eight years older than their Xier, but he is so impatient about matters between men and women.
Fortunately, she and Qingqing usually thought that he was a steady man, and thought that Xier would not suffer any grievances if she married him in the future.
Now it seems that they were too relieved too early!
Noticing the dagger in her eyes, Song Yanxi immediately understood that she had misunderstood and said softly, "Please ask my aunt to prepare some hot water. I think I have a fever. I'll just take a hot bath and drink some medicine."
Shen Qingyun hurriedly took two steps forward, raised his hand to touch her forehead, frowned and said, "You're fine, why did you suddenly get a fever?"
She raised her eyes to look at Mo Jinchuan, with a scrutinizing look in her eyes, "Your Highness has been accompanying me the whole time. Was my Xier frightened?"
Yan Qing heard her hidden meaning and coughed lightly, saying, "Your Highness, you may not know that Xier has been weak since she was young. If she is frightened, she will easily get a fever at night."
Afraid that Shen Qingyun would say something angry again, she hurriedly said: "It's windy outside, please send Xier back to her room, Your Majesty."
Mo Jinchuan nodded and strode forward holding Song Yanxi.
Glancing at the direction he left, Yan Qing looked at Yan Qingsong and said, "Qingsong, the prince doesn't know where your cousin's courtyard is. Please accompany her."
It was visibly evident that Mo Jinchuan paused when he heard this.
Feeling the tension in his body, Song Yanxi thought he was a little unhappy with Shen Qingyun's attitude, and said softly: "Aunt is straightforward. Although some of her words are not pleasant to hear, they are not malicious. Your Highness does not need to take them to heart."
Mo Jinchuan responded, but his heart was filled with bitterness.
He knew exactly why his aunt suddenly disliked him.
If she hadn't considered Xier's face, given her temper, she would have pointed at the door and told him to get out before talking.
Seeing him turn right at the intersection accurately, Yan Qingsong, who had caught up with him, scratched his head and exclaimed, "Brother-in-law, you've been to Sister Xi's yard before!"
Song Yanxi was stunned.
She remembered that she seemed not to have told him which courtyard she lived in in the Yan family.
Mo Jinchuan kept walking and said naturally, "I've been here before."
Yan Qingsong covered his mouth with his hands, his eyes wide open.
Wait, is this something he can hear?
He knows so much, will Sister Xi and Brother-in-law kill him to keep the secret?
Woo woo woo, he doesn’t want to die yet!
Thinking of the fun and delicious things Yan Qinghe described to him when he came back from his business last time, Yan Qingsong couldn't help but clench his fists.
He took a few quick steps, rushed to Mo Jinchuan, and knelt down with a plop, crying and saying, "Brother-in-law, don't kill me, I'm a very tight-lipped person.
I definitely won't tell anyone about you coming to see my sister in the middle of the night!"
Afraid that Mo Jinchuan wouldn't believe him, Yan Qingsong quickly raised one hand, and it was clear from his posture that he was going to swear.
Before he could bring more people with him, Song Yanxi frowned and asked, "When have you ever seen the prince come here in the middle of the night?"
Yan Qingsong hiccuped and wiped his tears while mumbling, "He even knows where your room is. He must have sneaked over the wall many times before."
Feeling that the word "steal" was too harsh, he pondered for a moment and then said, "My mother said that my brother-in-law and Sister Xi are in love with each other.
How can it be called stealing if it's something we both agreed on?"
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