Pick a Prince and Get Rich

April day, into the night can already hear the sound of insects.

Now it's the second watch, and the light is still on. Ning Silian twists the needle and thread, carefully sewing Ji Ruchang's Xifu. The one she had made had already been finished. However, when she showed it to Qi that day, Qi thought it was too plain and pure. She asked Ning Xiaoye to embroider several peonies on her skirt and cuff. After embroidering, it was much better than the one in her hand.

"Well, I don't know if he will dislike it!" Ning Silian looked at the clothes in her hand, and a sleeve was finished. She gritted her teeth and insisted that she would finish it tonight.

The light is getting dim, the room is quiet, and occasionally there is a small exclamation, that is, she is dozing, and the needle and thread poke on her thumb. I sucked my fingers and tried to open my eyes. Finally, I finished the whole dress in the third shift.

Although there was no complicated pattern on it, Ning Silian felt a sense of pride at the thought that he would put on his own clothes on the day of marriage.

Silently put it away with his piece together, turned around and put out the oil lamp on the table, then went to rest contentedly.

This night, Ning Silian had an incredible dream. The next day, she woke up with tears on her face.

Patted his cheek, "how can you have such a strange dream?"

In the dream, a woman who looks a little similar to her is lying on the couch, holding a baby in her hand, and there is a man standing next to her. The man is very sad, holding the woman's hand and saying something, while the woman's other hand is waving towards her, as if she has something to say to herself. But when she comes near, the woman stops breathing, and she tears like rain.

"Is this the memory of the original owner?" Ning Silian is sitting on the couch holding the quilt. Her tears have not been wiped off. If it's really the memory of the original owner, what will her mother tell her when she dies?

Dong Dong! The knock on the door pulls her thoughts back and looks out through the window paper. Ning Huai and Ji Ruchang are practicing martial arts in the hospital as usual. When they hear someone knocking on the door, they immediately stop.

With a squeak, the door opened. A lot of people came in.

It's Zhao and Ning Xiaohua who lead. Behind them are Ning Xiuwen and Ning gaolang. They carry Zhao Shouyi with a broken board.

Zhao thinks Ning Silian is the one who opens the door, and he is about to vent his anger. Unexpectedly, Ji Ruchang is the one who stifles him. He pulls Ning Xiaohua to the hospital with his chin bulging.

Ning Silian saw such a large group of people coming in the room. She immediately got up from the couch and washed in a hurry.

"Dead girl, get out of here!" Zhao stood in the courtyard shouting.

Ning Xiaohua didn't stop her mother this time. She said to Ji Ruchang in the yard, "brother-in-law, do you know how evil sister Silian is? She dares to poison us. Our family almost died!"

Ji Ruchang signals Ning Huai to go to the study and doesn't want him to participate. Ning Huai nods and just takes the opportunity to communicate with his sister.

"Dead? Is it the ghost standing in front of me Ji Ruchang did not comment.

"You - you dare to curse us!" Ning Xiaohua didn't expect that he would say that. A pretty face turned red with anger and pointed a finger to his face.

Ji Ruchang was displeased and took up the ruler that taught Ning Huai a lesson next to him and hit her on the back of her hand with great force: "I have no respect! It's time to fight! "

The air "pa" a loud noise, everyone is surprised, Ning Xiaohua eat pain, standing in situ crying.