She Rebuilt Her Fallen Country With Storage Space-Chapter 148: You Can Touch My Abs

Xiang Ying was sleeping in a daze, totally unaware that the world outside the tent had completely turned upside down.

Xiang Qianqian relayed the news she had learned from Supervisor Ke to the Lady.

The Lady then told Princess Consort De, and soon, rumors that Xiang Ying had contracted a critical illness and would not live much longer were rampant among the Exile Team.

Even the Lady egged on Princess Consort De to lead a group of women to negotiate with Tao Xue.

"If the elder princess truly doesn’t make it, and she leaves behind her food and clothes, you could distribute a portion to us, so we can look after you on the road afterward."

Tao Xue, her eyes reddened, stood outside the tent: "Don’t be presumptuous! The elder princess is just feeling unwell, she will be alright."

Princess Consort De clicked her tongue: "Supervisor Ke saw it with his own eyes when he went in, could there be any doubt? Besides, didn’t you see the Deputy General has entered the tent and has not come out for some time? He must be unable to cure her."

Qi Fengyi was splitting firewood nearby, each chop heavier than the last.

She tried her best to control her impulse, Xiang Ying had taught her if she couldn’t contain it, to vent it out in other ways.

But right now, she really wanted to plant her axe in Princess Consort De’s head.

Finally, when Princess Consort De demanded Tao Xue to share the supplies for the last time, Qi Fengyi kicked the split firewood aside and charged straight over with her axe.

"Shut your mouth, get lost!" Her reprimand, along with the axe in her hand, made Princess Consort De and her group take a step back in fright.

The Lady, who was hiding nearby, sensed trouble and frowned.

She silently rejoiced that she wasn’t the one who had gone.

Princess Consort De frowned: "Little lady of Qi Family, what do you mean by this?"

"The meaning is, whoever spreads rumors again about my sister passing away soon, I will send them to meet King Yan first!" A sharp voice came from behind.

Princess Consort De turned around to see Lin Lingxiang holding an umbrella, supporting Xiang Li as they approached.

The Crown Prince’s dignity was still present; the women around Princess Consort De couldn’t help but make way.

Xiang Li’s arrival was like gaining an anchor of reassurance.

Princess Consort De softened her tone: "Your Highness, the elder princess is your sister; if anything should happen to her, you should also consider these people sooner rather than later."

Xiang Li’s eyes were dark and cold, churning with an inkiness heavier than the dark clouds above.

"Right now, I am not the Crown Prince, only Xiang Ying’s brother. You only need to remember one thing, if my sister does indeed die, I won’t let her travel alone to the afterlife."

As he said this, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

The Crown Prince, always known for his gentle and refined demeanor, rarely showed this side.

Previously, in the Capital, he was always kindhearted and pleasant towards the Palace Attendants.

Princess Consort De was frightened, and Zhao Bingyang, rushing from behind, gave her a tug.

"Lady has asked you to go back first; she says if the elder princess is virtuous, heaven will protect her."

The three young ones had been heartbroken and crying, but when they heard Zhao Bingyang’s sardonic words, Xiang Yuanshuo was the first to lose his temper.

He dashed over: "You evil people, you want to take advantage of my sick mother to seize our possessions."

"I won’t allow you to do this! You will feel the same pain as my mother, you, you, and you too, you will all suffer!"

Xiang Yuanshuo pointed out a string of people.

Princess Consort De, the Lady watching from afar, the close Zhao Bingyang, and Supervisor Ke who just passed by.

He didn’t spare any of them.

The little guy was so angry that his chest heaved, and blood poured from both nostrils.

Princess Consort De was afraid Xiang Yuanshuo had caught some illness and that Xiang Li, in case of losing Xiang Ying, would blame all these faults on her.

She left behind a phrase "It’s none of my business," and quickly fled with her people.

Tao Xue was heartbroken and pulled Xiang Yuanshuo into the tent, wetting a cloth to wipe the blood off his face.

"Don’t be angry, little Your Highness, the elder princess has prolonged luck, she will be fine."

The young ones huddled together, sobbing nonstop.

Xiang Xiuxiu choked back tears: "I want to see my mother."

Xiang Li walked in, and the three young ones threw themselves into his embrace, hugging his legs.

Xiang Yuanshuo looked up, his bright eyes bloodshot, but he refused to admit he had cried.

"Uncle, will she be alright?"

"She won’t," Xiang Li spoke in a low, gentle, and soothing voice, even though worry was in his eyes, he didn’t let the children see, "I believe in Ayin, and you should too."

Xiang Xiuxiu wiped her tears with her small hands and said, "That’s right, my mother is so awesome, she will surely turn bad luck into good fortune."

Just now, Tao Xue had taken them to try to visit, but they couldn’t see Xiang Ying’s face at all.

According to Skinny Monkey who was guarding outside, Xiang Ying was still unconscious, but there was no need to worry with Jie Chen by her side.

Xiang Yuanlang took the opportunity when no one was paying attention, his little face cold, and he ran straight out of the tent.

He jogged all the way to the tent where Xiang Ying was resting, sneaked around to the back, and crawled in by lifting a corner of the tent.

However, before he could stand up, he saw a pair of black boots come to a halt in front of him.

Looking up along them, he faced the cold and slightly chilled visage of Jie Chen. freewēbnoveℓ.com

Xiang Yuanlang, caught red-handed, wasn’t afraid at all, and after being pulled up by Jie Chen, the little guy said bluntly, "I want to see my mom!"

He had never called Xiang Ying "mom" before, even though Xiang Yuanshuo had gradually let his guard down towards Xiang Ying along the way, Xiang Yuanlang still maintained a cold distance.

This time was probably because he was anxious, although it was not evident on the little guy’s face.

Jie Chen didn’t blame him for sneaking into the tent and placed a large hand on his shoulder.

"Yuan Lang, you are capable, but I can see that you are more composed than your elder brother."

"Right now we still don’t know what illness your mother has contracted, but I hope you can help me with something."

"Look after your brother and sister for me, and wait patiently. I won’t let your mother be in danger. That’s my promise to you."

Xiang Yuanlang’s dark, indifferent eyes sized him up and down.

"My mother said that a man’s words cannot be fully trusted, and those of a handsome man cannot be trusted at all."

Jie Chen was taken aback and chuckled, "But my words can be trusted."

Xiang Yuanlang tilted his head slightly, "Why? What’s so special about you?"

Jie Chen pursed his lips tightly, turned his head, and glanced at the sleeping Xiang Ying with the corner of his eye.

He couldn’t help but lower his voice.

"The only distinction is that I can take on the responsibility of caring for you all in the future, like a father."

Xiang Yuanlang was surprised, "I regard you as an enemy, yet you consider me as a son?"

Jie Chen’s expression darkened.

That sounded like something Xiang Ying would teach.

He reached out and ruffled Xiang Yuanlang’s little head.

"I mean you shouldn’t overthink it. If your mother doesn’t recover by tonight, I will take her down the mountain first to find a good doctor."

Xiang Yuanlang remained silent for a moment, his little cold demeanor similar to Jie Chen’s usual mien.

Finally, he said, "If you’re going to take her away, you must take us with you, otherwise, if you ever want to be our father in the future, you won’t have a chance!"

Jie Chen burst out laughing.

He had wanted to reassure this child, but instead, he was wound around his finger and now had to make a promise?

After thinking for a bit, Jie Chen nodded, "Fine, it’s a deal."

Xiang Yuanlang extended his muddy and dirtied little hand, "Pinky swear."

Jie Chen pinky swore with him, and only then did the little guy want to crawl out from the back of the tent again. After Jie Chen called out, the boy obediently exited through the front flap.

On Xiang Yuanlang’s return trip, it was unknown what he said, but when Jie Chen arranged for Skinny Monkey to go over and ask, he found out that Tao Xue and the others were unusually calm.

As the sky drew close to evening, Xiang Ying finally woke up.

She opened her eyes, groggy, and the first thing she asked Jie Chen was, "Can you let me touch your abs? I want to see if I’m still alive."

Jie Chen’s handsome face chilled.

He was worried about Xiang Ying and had been staying by her side in the tent non-stop, thinking she might have a serious illness, but hearing her say this, he knew she was probably getting better.

Nevertheless, Jie Chen still grabbed her wrist, "Sure, you can touch."

Xiang Ying’s eyes widened instantly, the sleepiness in her eyes disappearing.

She hadn’t misheard?

But Jie Chen was just gripping her white wrist tightly, his eyes intense as he said, "But before that, you need to answer a question for me."

Now feeling more comfortable, Xiang Ying sat up, her long black hair draped over her shoulders, adding a touch of feminine charm to her appearance.

After drinking two sips of hot tea, she said, "Ask away, what’s the question?"

Jie Chen paused for a moment, his voice low, "When did you have your last period?"