C785 Yi Zi Tang

The next morning, Lady Jia sent someone to deliver a bowl of medicinal soup. Shen Wangxin subconsciously looked at Jiang Xian and realized that Jiang Xian did not ask about the effects of the soup nor did he stop her from drinking it.

His expression was the same as usual, as if he didn't see anything. He put on his clothes, sat in front of Shen Wangxin's makeup mirror