Listening to her daughter's heartfelt words, the pregnant Lady Hou went on a killing spree.

"Tell me, little glutton, what do you want to eat?"

I want to eat the crystal pork knuckle, mille-feuille, and salted duck from Xianhelou Restaurant...

Upon hearing An'an's words, Prince Shun, who was silently following not far away, gave instructions to his subordinates.

The subordinate was a little surprised. How did the prince know that the Lady of the Marquis wanted to eat the dishes from Xianhelou Restaurant? He was worried that they might not be available, so he asked the prince to prepare them in advance.

However, he didn't dare to say anything more and turned to make arrangements.

It was late at night, and Ji Yueru didn't know if Xianhelou still had the dishes An'an had ordered, but she still told the driver to take a detour to check.

It was getting late, and the food had to be packed up and taken back. Ji Yueru didn't get off the carriage, but Zhiyi took a food box and went into Xianhelou.

"Shopkeeper, do you still have any crystal pork knuckle, mille-feuille, salted duck... for sale?"

The shopkeeper glanced at the carriage outside bearing the insignia of the Marquis's residence, and remembering the instructions given by his master's attendant earlier, immediately smiled and said, "Yes."

Zhiyi was only trying it out, knowing that Xianhelou's mille-feuille pastry was extremely hard to come by and sold out early every day, so how could there possibly be any left today?

Seeing Zhiyi's confusion, the shopkeeper had no choice but to explain.

"We reserve one serving of mille-feuille pastry for our master every day, but he just left the city and probably won't be coming today."

The reserved portion can be sold; you just happened to be there at the right time.

"It just takes a little time to prepare the other dishes, so you might have to wait a while."

Zhiyi smiled and said, "That's really a good time. As long as the food is available, it's fine to wait a little longer."

Zhiyi sat leisurely in the front lobby, waiting.

The mother and daughter sitting in the carriage had no idea that the kitchen was almost overwhelmed with work because of a message from the master of Xianhelou.

The chefs were incredibly busy, each responsible for one dish, especially the pastry chef who made the mille-feuille; he wished he had eight hands.

The food was packed into a food box, and Zhiyi paid for it and boarded the carriage with the food box.

"Madam, we're really lucky today. All the dishes you mentioned are still available, and even the mille-feuille is the last one left."

I heard it was reserved for the family behind us; now that they've left the city, it's ours for the taking.

The shopkeeper's explanation made perfect sense, and neither Ji Yueru nor An'an had any doubts.

[Yay! Great! I knew our luck wouldn't be bad.]

Although she couldn't taste the food, she absorbed all the nutrients her mother ate. She could feel herself getting stronger and stronger during this time, much better than when she first came back, weak and frail.

"Let's take out the mille-feuille and eat it now; we can eat the other dishes when we get back."

Pregnant women get hungry quickly, and Ji Yueru felt hungry again.

Zhiyi opened the oil paper package containing the mille-feuille pastry.

Hmm, isn't this a bit too much? She remembers that one serving wasn't this much before. Could she have remembered wrong?

Thinking that it had been more than a year since she last bought mille-feuille, Zhiyi was quite certain that she must have remembered it wrong.

"I can't finish all of this, so you can all eat with me."

"Madam Xie."

Shuyi had only been there a short time and dared not break the rules, so seeing Zhiyi's state, she could only follow along.

"Madam Xie."

Ji Yueru took one piece, and Zhiyi and Shuyi each took one piece. The three of them sat in the carriage eating mille-feuille pastries.

Ji Yue Ru was slightly stunned after taking a bite. The mille-feuille was still warm, as if it had just come out of the oven.

The thought only flashed through my mind before being quickly disrupted by An'an's chattering.

[Mommy, what does it taste like to you?]

In fact, Ji Yueru already knew that An'an couldn't taste it, so she described it to her in detail.

"The texture is crispy, with a hint of egg and milk sweetness, and it seems to have honey added, making it quite sweet."

"Once your teeth come in, Mommy will order you one every day."

The little guy couldn't help but drool; it sounded so delicious.

"Mom, you said you'd order me a mille-feuille every day after I grow my teeth."

"Okay, as long as you can eat it, Mommy will order it for you every day."

Ji Yueru smiled. The little guy is talking nicely now, but he'll probably get tired of it in less than a month.

As Prince Shun listened to An'an's voice, he thought that the little one was still about three months away from birth, and it would probably be more than a year before she started teething, so it was still early.

Suddenly, he was stunned by his own thoughts. The birth of the child seemed to have little to do with him, so how could he remember so clearly when the child was born?

Thinking of this, Prince Shun turned and left, which puzzled his subordinates who were following him.

Wasn't the prince supposed to be with Lady Anshun? Why did he suddenly leave?

When the carriage arrived at the gate of the mansion, it collided with the carriage that the Yu family was sending Lin Tianci and Lin Wanwan back.

The carriage the two were riding in was an ordinary blue cloth carriage, the kind that only servants of the Yu family would ride in when going out on business. The masters of the Yu family would never ride in such a carriage.

The two of them got off the carriage, sobbing. Ji Yueru glanced at them and felt much better.

I don't know what the Yu family did to the two of them, but in just a few days, their faces have both become noticeably thinner.

He glanced at Ji Yueru and then looked away, returning to the mansion with Zhiyi and Shuyi.

Lin Wanwan was already dissatisfied with the Yu family's attitude towards them because she saw that Ji Yueru didn't take them seriously. Now she vented all her anger on Ji Yueru.

"Stop right there!"

Ji Yueru stopped to give them face and turned to look at Lin Wanwan, who was not far behind her.

"You are our stepmother, why don't you care about us?"

"You used to make us pastries every day, and you'd come and ask us how we were doing every day. You even made our undergarments by hand. Why don't you make them for us anymore!"

Their self-righteous manner was infuriating.

What kind of tone was that? She took your kindness to them for granted. What an ingrate!

Mother, you wait. After I'm born, I'll deal with her and avenge you.

Ji Yueru habitually stroked her belly, ignoring Lin Wanwan's clamor, and turned to return to the courtyard with Zhiyi and Shuyi.

The two were stopped by servants and taken back to their residence.

Granny Yu had already left with her people when the servants of the Yu family came to report earlier. Now the courtyard of the two was empty, and the wind seemed to carry faint cries.

Not far from where the siblings lived was a bamboo grove. Granny Yu knew that last night, when no one was around, she had drilled many holes in the bamboo.

When the evening breeze blows, the wind whistles through the holes in the bamboo, making a particularly eerie sound.

The brother and sister were so frightened that they hugged each other.

"We don't want to be here, it's too scary. We need to find Daddy."

The servants didn't try to dissuade them and simply took the brother and sister to see Marquis Anshun.

At this moment, Marquis Anshun had just returned from the capital's government office and was already in a bad mood because of the Yu family's affairs. Hearing the two children crying now only made him more irritable.

"All you do is cry! Can't you give me a break?!"