Pick a Prince and Get Rich

"This is what you said in the morning?" Ji Ruchang looked at the tip of the iceberg in the bowl and asked.

Ning Silian nodded like pounding garlic. She couldn't wait to sit down. She was about to pick up a spoon to taste it, but Ji Ruchang stopped her. He looked deep and said, "let me taste it first, you wait for a while."

The ice sand is too cold. Now she is pregnant, so she can't eat it. But Ning Silian is very greedy for the ice. She looks at Ji Ruchang with a spoon and looks forward to him.

"How about it? Is it delicious?"

Ji Ruchang only felt that the faint fragrance of red beans filled his mouth. The mouth was cold, and there was a little honey taste. It was really good. "It was really good, but you can't eat it."

"Why?" Ning Silian pouts her lips and shows her dissatisfaction when she refuses to let herself eat. She worked hard in the kitchen to make it. Why not let her taste it.

Ji Ruchang cleared his throat and said, "it's too cold for you to eat. Let Wenwen boil some mung bean soup to relieve the heat."

"I don't want it. I'll eat it." Mung bean soup, which can relieve the dryness and heat in her body, grabs the bowl regardless. Before Ji Ruchang reacts, he immediately digs a spoon and puts it into his mouth.

A burst of cold touch filled the whole mouth, Ning Silian's whole face is written I am very satisfied with four big words.

"You -" Ji Ruchang looks at her helplessly.

"Just let me have a taste. It's too hot." Ning Silian dug another spoon and put it into her mouth. She looked at his study while eating.

There is a huge bookshelf, which is full of all kinds of books, and some of them are placed on the desk. Next to it is a small couch, which is supposed to be used for rest. There is a basin of orchids on the shelf near the window. On the other side, Ning Silian finds that he has actually hung a picture, and the person on the picture seems to be himself, and it seems not to be himself.

Holding a bowl, Ji Ruchang follows her.

When she walked in, she found that the person in the picture was really herself, but she didn't know when he painted it.

"Did you draw it?" Ning Silian doubts of turn head to ask a way.

Ji Ruchang nodded behind her: "I drew it when I have nothing to do."

"Well, not bad." Ning Silian smashed his mouth, then looked at him, pointed to the portrait and said, "if you have time, draw another one of ours. You are on the left and I am on the right."

Ji Ruchang took the empty bowl she had finished eating in her hand and sat down at the table with her, "as long as you can be honest and obedient, what's the difficulty?"

Ning Silian's eyes turned around, and she suddenly laughed unkindly: "of course, I'll listen to you. You're the Lord. But, Lord, I have something to ask you, can I?"

"What's the matter? Let's hear it." As soon as Ji Ruchang saw her like this, he knew that she must have a ghost idea again.

"Well, I have nothing to do in the mansion. Why don't you fulfill the agreement ahead of time and teach me how to ride a horse?" Ning Silian said shyly.

Ji Ruchang didn't say yes. Ning Silian came up and pulled his sleeve and said, "well, it's really boring to promise people."

"Too boring?" Ji Ruchang frowned at her.

"Yes, Mr. Mu takes good care of all the affairs in the mansion, so I don't need to intervene at all, so can you..." before Ning Silian finished, Ji Ruchang smiles.

"What are you laughing at?" The smile made her feel a little guilty.

Ji Ruchang approached her, took Ning Silian's hand and said, "my princess, thanks to your reminding, I remember that the account in the mansion seems to have never been right, so I'd better give it to you."