Pick a Prince and Get Rich

The water is getting cold. Although it's very hot, Ning Silian can't bear it. He's about to help him get up and get dressed. Unexpectedly, Ji Ruchang takes the handkerchief, wipes the water stains, and then comes out of the bath bucket.

Ning Silian didn't expect that he would suddenly get up, so he looked at himself and put on his clothes. When she reacted, she said: "the black chicken soup is getting cold. Go to drink it. I'll call someone to pour the bath water."

Looking at her flustered back, Ji Ruchang buckles her chest and sits on the chair, looking at the bowl of chicken soup carefully, thinking about how to avoid wasting her heart.

"Why don't you drink it? It's cold, but it's fishy." I watched him carry out the bath water, close the door again, turn around and watch him sit there motionless.

"The taste is a little light, it seems that there is no salt." Ji Ruchang had a sad look on her face.

Ning Silian stepped forward and spread his wet hair for him, rubbing it with a clean towel. "How can it be? I remember I put salt in it."

"No, try it." Ji Ruchang gave her a look.

Ning Silian took the black chicken soup in his hand and sipped it gently. "No, it just tastes good."

"Yes, but I don't know how to taste it, and it's a little bitter."

Bitter? Where did the bitterness come from? She only put Angelica in it, where would it be bitter. She sipped it again, deeply doubting whether there was something wrong with his taste. Seeing that the chicken soup in her hand was almost at the bottom of the soup, Ji Ruchang was smiling.

"It's not bitter. It's angelica." Ning Silian put the bowl down and saw his smiling eyes. She immediately woke up and said, "well, you did it on purpose, didn't you?"

Ji Ruchang saw her angry, immediately put her in his arms, stroked her abdomen, comforted: "I am for your body, but also for our children."

"But this is the chicken soup I made for you. How can you not drink it?" Ning Silian pouts his mouth discontentedly.

"You see, I'm not drinking?" Ji Ruchang took the rest of the chicken soup and drank it, showing her the clean bowl.

There was only one mouthful left. There was no difference between drinking and not drinking. Ning Silian was angry in her heart, but she couldn't get angry with him, so she had to keep silent.

Ji Ruchang couldn't see that she was angry, so she had to coax her patiently, but it didn't work at all. She suddenly remembered that these two days were the days when Ning Huai wanted to take the boy's test. She couldn't help asking: "Ning Huai should be able to take the boy's test this time. I'm afraid --" he stopped and stared at Ning Silian's side face.

Ning Silian was still thinking about the sweet words he had just coaxed himself. Although she was worried, she was already secretly happy and pretended to be indifferent. She suddenly listened to him and stopped talking about Ning Huai. She asked urgently, "what are you afraid of? Is Zhang tangzhong going to let him recognize his ancestors after Ning Huai's entrance examination?"

Zhang tangzhong? Why did you mention him? Ji Ruchang just wanted to say that he was afraid that Ning Huai would be secretly proud, but he didn't want to hook up another secret of Ning Silian. How many things did the girl keep from herself? She finally knew that she was pregnant. He would not have known if he had not mentioned it.

"What's the matter with you? Zhang tangzhong wants to recognize your brother and sister? " Ji Ruchang suddenly looked at her coldly.