Pick a Prince and Get Rich

Entering the seat, Murong Chang poured tea for the crowd, with a somewhat restrained look, not as comfortable as just now.

"Princess, you don't need a doctor. Yangxi is OK." Liaoyang Xi releases her hand covering her abdomen and takes Murong's tea. She just takes a sip and almost chokes.

Ning Silian immediately came forward, subconsciously patted him on the back, and said in a soft voice: "you drink slowly, don't worry."

Liaoyang Xi felt the warmth from her back, her face involuntarily revealed a touch of ruddy, "thank you for your concern."

"Don't be polite to me. It's just a lift." Ning Silian didn't care much. She just felt that liaoyangxi, as a proton of the Western Liao Dynasty, was not easy in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. She felt a little dependent on others and sympathized with him.

However, she thought so, some did not think so.

Murong Chang automatically moves to Ji Rusheng and gets away from Ji Rusheng. She has smelled a strange smell of gunpowder. However, a woman doesn't know that she is still concerned about other men. Murong Chang makes a sweat for Ning Silian in her heart.

"I'm hungry!" Ji Ruchang suddenly broke the silence.

"Isn't there anything to eat on the table? You have to eat first. Chen Yuan has ordered the kitchen to do it." Ning Silian didn't even look back at him perfunctorily. With his invisible expression, she grinned and asked, "Yang Xi, what do you want to eat? I'll ask Chen Yuan to order the kitchen to make it for you."

Liaoyangxi is slightly stunned by her sudden kindness. After seeing Ji Ruchang, whose eyes are about to catch fire behind her, liaoyangxi tugs at the corner of her mouth and says: "princess, don't be so polite. Yangxi can do it."

Seeing that he was so accommodating, Ning Silian felt more and more that he didn't eat well in the palace. In fact, she also understood this feeling. When she was in the orphanage, the Dean had too many children to take care of herself. Sometimes she only had one meal a day, but the Dean didn't know.

"Yang Xi, don't be polite to me. When you come to xianle building in the future, it's the same as when you come to your own home. Just tell me what you want to eat!" Ning Silian looked at liaoyangxi with a kind mother's face.

The light of Liaoyang is like a grain of grass on the back, and the cold sweat can't stop flowing down: "well, princess, why don't you let the kitchen do some home cooking?"

"Home cooking?" Ning Silian bit her lip, "OK, I'll go and talk to Chen Yuan." She got up and went out. Ji Ruchang followed her with a cold face. "I'll go and have a look. You sit down first. No one is allowed to follow me."

Murong Chang's mouth was slightly open. Before he could speak, he was accepted by his words and said in a low voice: "Silian, please pray for yourself!"

After waiting for two people to leave, there are only three people left in the elegant room. Liaoyang Xi wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at the two people sitting opposite: "the princess will be OK. I don't think the prince's face is very good."

Murong Chang waved his hand and said, "don't worry, the king of Peking won't do anything about her." In fact, she didn't know what kind of punishment Ning Silian would receive. In a word, she was doomed.

Liaoyang Xi quietly, holding a teacup, looking at the floating tea, said to herself: "if it's because of me, it's really a sin to destroy the relationship between their husband and wife!"

"Where is it so serious? You think too much." Murong Chang quickly comforted.

"Really?"

"Well, really, don't worry." On his face, Murong Chang was very frank smile, "by the way, have you just been sitting next door?"

Liaoyang Xi nodded, "I specially asked the fourth prince to take me out of the palace."