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

Chapter 203 Spitting Out the "Pregnancy-Stabilizing Soup"—Su Wan'er Will Pay the Pric

As always, Su Wan'er wore a gentle smile on her face, her eyes crinkling as she carried the bowl of "pregnancy-stabilizing soup" into the room. After gently placing it on the table, she looked up at Lin Qianqian with an expression that was incredibly kind, like the most caring younger sister in the world.

Su Wan'er said softly, "Sister, I'm so sorry I'm a little late today. My hand is injured, so I was a bit slow. I hope you can forgive me!" As she spoke, she slightly raised her injured hand and shook it, looking aggrieved.

Lin Qianqian felt nauseous looking at Su Wan'er's pretentious act, but she still tried her best to maintain a gentle demeanor. The corners of her mouth turned up slightly, revealing a seemingly concerned smile, while her eyes were full of helplessness. She quickly stepped forward, took Su Wan'er's hand, and gently examined it. She pretended to be distressed and said, "Oh dear, sister should be taking good care of her injuries. Why did you personally cook soup? Either you should rest properly, or you can leave it to the servants in the manor to do. Why do it yourself?"

Su Wan'er gently withdrew her hand, her smile growing even brighter. She shook her head and said, "Sister, this soup shows more sincerity when made by hand. Soup made by others always lacks that sentiment. I can't bear to let you drink soup that wasn't made with care. As long as you can enjoy it, what does it matter if my hand gets hurt a little?"

Lin Qianqian still had a smile on her lips, but it didn't reach her eyes. She just responded with a forced smile, "Oh, is that so? Hehe."

But in her heart she thought to herself, "Hmph, you're putting on quite a show. If I hadn't known your sinister intentions, I probably would have been fooled by your hypocritical act."

As she thought about it, a hint of disgust flashed in her eyes, but she quickly concealed it and continued to maintain her gentle demeanor.

Lin Qianqian frowned slightly, but still had a smile on her face. She looked at Su Wan'er with feigned confusion and asked softly, "Huh? Why aren't you drinking today, little sister? You usually drink with your older sister."

Su Wan'er was taken aback at first, then her smile became even brighter, but a subtle glint flashed in her eyes. She replied with a smile, "Oh, sister, I've already had some today, so that's why I was a little late! Sister, please drink it while it's hot, the soup won't taste good when it's cold."

Lin Qianqian felt a wave of nausea, but she forced herself to smile naturally and nodded, saying, "Okay~ I'll drink it."

After saying that, she lowered her head, picked up the bowl, and sipped the soup into her mouth one small mouthful at a time. With each sip, it was as if she were swallowing some bitter medicine that was hard to swallow. Her expression was extremely difficult, and her brows furrowed slightly involuntarily.

Even so, every time she looked up at Su Wan'er, she still tried her best to maintain that gentle smile on her face, and said softly, "It's delicious, my sister's cooking skills are getting better and better."

Upon hearing this, Su Wan'er feigned joy and nodded repeatedly, saying, "It's delicious~ Sister, please drink more." But inwardly, she sneered, a sinister glint in her eyes, thinking, "Drink, go ahead and drink, you fool..."

Before long, the "pregnancy-stabilizing soup" was empty. Lin Qianqian slowly put down the bowl, picked up a handkerchief and gently wiped the corner of her mouth. Every move she made was elegant. With a perfectly timed smile on her face, she looked at Su Wan'er and said, "Sister, this soup is really good today."

Su Wan'er wore her signature gentle smile, but a hint of urgency flickered in her eyes. She hurriedly said, "Since you've finished drinking, sister, I won't bother you any longer. Please rest well." With that, she made a move to turn and leave.

Lin Qianqian quickly stood up, reached out and grabbed Su Wan'er's sleeve, her face full of reluctance and her eyes full of expectation, and said with a smile: "Wait~ little sister, chat with your big sister for a while, it's so boring staying in the room all day."

Su Wan'er was stunned for a moment, her smile froze, and a hint of panic flashed in her eyes. She hesitated for a moment before saying, "Uh, okay, but I have something to do. Let's do it another day. There are so many things to deal with today, I need to go and take care of them quickly."

Lin Qianqian frowned slightly, her eyes filled with regret, but she still smiled and said, "Since that's the case, then I won't force you to stay, little sister. But, little sister, where did you get this recipe for the pregnancy-stabilizing soup? It's so delicious! My appetite has improved after drinking it. I'm very curious." As she spoke, she tilted her head and looked at Su Wan'er with a curious expression.

Su Wan'er's heart skipped a beat, and the smile on her face almost faltered. Her eyes darted around, and she stammered, "Uh, this... it's a recipe I got by chance from an old nanny. The old nanny said that this recipe is a family heirloom, specially for pregnant women to regulate their bodies. It can improve a woman's appetite and help the fetus grow strong, so I thought it would be useful for you, so I took it."

Lin Qianqian sneered inwardly, knowing that she was making things up to deceive her, but on the surface she pretended to be unaware, her eyes widening slightly as she said with delight, "Oh, is that so? My dear sister, you're so thoughtful. No wonder it tastes so good."

Upon hearing this, Su Wan'er was only thinking about leaving the place as soon as possible to avoid giving herself away, so she hurriedly agreed, "Yes, I'm glad you like it, then I'll take my leave now."

After saying that, he turned around in a panic, his steps were a little messy, and he hurriedly walked out the door. His back view showed a kind of guilty and flustered feeling.

After Su Wan'er left, the fake smile on Lin Qianqian's face vanished instantly, replaced by a serious and cautious expression.

She glanced up at Xiaodie, lowered her voice, and solemnly instructed, "Xiaodie, you quietly follow her now and keep an eye on Su Wan'er's every move. See what she's going to do after she leaves here. Make sure she doesn't find out. Come back and tell me immediately if anything happens."

Xiao Die understood immediately, nodded firmly, her eyes filled with determination, and whispered, "Don't worry, Miss, I will be careful and won't let her notice." After saying that, she tiptoed out the door and followed Su Wan'er, quickly disappearing from sight.

Lin Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Xiaodie leave. She quickly walked to the bedside and took out a pre-prepared bag from under her pillow.

Her brows furrowed, her face filled with disgust and discomfort. She slowly put her fingers into her mouth and gently pressed the back of her tongue. After a short while, she began to vomit with a "whoosh".

The pregnancy-stabilizing soup she had just drunk was vomited up all at once, and the pungent smell filled the room. Lin Qianqian's face grew paler and paler, and large beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. As she vomited, she secretly vowed to make Su Wan'er pay the price for her vicious behavior.