After I transmigrated, the cold king clung to me every day.

Chapter 201 "I'll accompany you in performing this 'Sisterly Love'!"

As if suddenly struck by something, Lin Qianqian stood up abruptly and slammed her hand down on the table with a loud bang, which sounded particularly abrupt in the quiet atmosphere.

Her brows furrowed instantly, as if she were filled with overwhelming emotions and didn't want to stay a moment longer. She lifted her foot and ran straight out the door.

Xiaodie, who was standing to the side, was so shocked by this sudden scene that her eyes widened. Her face was full of bewilderment, and she was completely stunned. It took her a long time to come back to her senses and she called out anxiously, "Miss!"

After helping, she subconsciously exchanged a glance with Shen Wanqing. Both of them looked at each other with confusion and surprise. They stood there stunned for a while before Xiaodie hurriedly chased after her.

Shen Wanqing stood there, frozen in place, as if under a spell, her face full of bewilderment, muttering to herself, "What's going on..."

Lin Qianqian ran forward frantically, her brows furrowed, her eyes filled with panic and shock. Her lips trembled slightly as she muttered to herself, "Could it really be like that? That soup for preventing miscarriage... it had something added to stimulate appetite, which is why I had such a big appetite... If that's the case, Su Wan'er, she really went to great lengths!"

An expression of disbelief flashed across her face, but it was quickly replaced by anger. As she ran, she became lost in these complex and distressing thoughts, unable to extricate herself.

Before long, Lin Qianqian arrived at the Ninth Prince's residence in a flurry of activity. Upon arriving, she seemed to realize something and subconsciously slowed her pace, her movements becoming lighter and more graceful. She walked cautiously with each step, as if afraid of disturbing the tranquility of the residence, and slowly made her way towards the west wing.

However, when she arrived at the west wing, she did not see Su Wan'er. After looking around, she quickly asked around and found out that Su Wan'er was in the kitchen.

Lin Qianqian took a deep breath, her hands unconsciously clenching the hem of her clothes. With a heart full of unease, she slowly moved towards the kitchen. All along the way, various guesses flashed through her mind, and the nervousness just wouldn't go away.

In the kitchen, Su Wan'er was standing in front of the stove, carefully brewing the so-called "pregnancy-stabilizing soup".

The broth in the pot was bubbling and bubbling, and a fragrant aroma filled the entire kitchen.

Su Wan'er wore a subtle smile, the smile hidden in the slight upturn of her lips, and her eyes revealed a unique kind of smugness.

Lin Qianqian, meanwhile, quietly hid in a secluded corner outside the kitchen, her body pressed tightly against the wall, barely daring to breathe, but her eyes, through the half-open door, could clearly see everything inside the kitchen.

She stared intently at Su Wan'er's every move, observing her with bated breath, her heart pounding like the boiling soup in the pot.

While gently stirring the "pregnancy-stabilizing soup" in the pot, Su Wan'er muttered to herself in a low voice. Although her voice was soft, it carried a chillingly ruthless edge: "Lin Qianqian, Lin Qianqian, you'd better obediently drink a bowl of this every day. When you're about to give birth, hmph, you'll have a hard time... Hehehe—who told you to be so reckless as to go against me? This is what happens when you go against me, hahaha—" Her laughter echoed in the small kitchen, sounding particularly jarring.

Lin Qianqian, hiding in the corner, heard everything clearly. Her hands instantly clenched into fists, her knuckles turning white from the force, and her body trembled slightly.

Lin Qianqian pondered to herself, her face full of anger but she forced herself to suppress it. She gritted her teeth and whispered, "Su Wan'er, you vicious woman! I never thought you were so wicked. I originally thought this pregnancy-preserving soup was a kind gesture, but who knew it contained such a sinister scheme."

Lin Qianqian bit her lower lip tightly, her hands clenching and unclenching unconsciously. She repeatedly told herself to suppress her burning anger and calm herself down as soon as possible. She thought to herself, "You can never truly know a person's heart, Su Wan'er. Since you started with such underhanded tactics, don't blame me for being ruthless. Hmph, as the saying goes, those who harm others will ultimately harm themselves. Just wait and see how you reap what you sow! I'll see how long you can keep up this act. From now on, I'll play along with your fake 'sisterly affection' and see how smug you can be in the end!" Thinking this, a resolute glint flashed in her eyes, and her emotions gradually calmed down, but the chill in her heart wouldn't dissipate.