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

"How are you feeling? Any better?"

Seeing that Chunhua wanted to kneel, Ji Yueru hurriedly said, "No need, your injuries haven't healed yet, you need to rest more."

"Madam, my health has improved considerably, and I no longer need to rest."

Chunhua was genuinely worried. She had been lying in bed for several days, and someone was bringing her three meals a day.

The problem is that she has a big appetite, eating the equivalent of seven or eight maids' meals in one sitting. Now that the madam has bought so many more maids, she is really afraid that the madam will dislike her and abandon her.

She had just started to enjoy a better life, and she didn't want to go back to a life where she didn't know where her next meal would come from and she was never full.

Chunhua is worried that you, Mother, won't want her anymore.

"Just focus on recovering from your injury. Don't think about anything else. Once you've recovered, I have a very important task for you to do. If you succeed, I'll take care of you for the rest of your life."

Spring flowers rejoice.

"Thank you, Madam. I will go down now and take good care of myself. I will resume my duties for you once I am fully recovered."

"Yes, you are not allowed to get out of bed until you are fully recovered. You should stay in bed and rest properly."

"Tell Zhiyi what you need, and she'll arrange it for you."

"Thank you, Madam."

Zhiyi helped Chunhua out of the house, and couldn't help but roll her eyes at her when they reached the door.

"You were just worrying for nothing. Madam isn't a stingy person. So what if you eat a lot? You're also very strong. Madam adores you."

Chunhua smiled, her eyes crinkling.

"Don't worry, don't worry. I will definitely take good care of my health and then work for you again."

"Good to know. Go back and lie down. They'll bring over whatever green plants are left in the main kitchen later. Eat whatever you have. If you're still hungry, just let me know and I'll have the main kitchen make you some noodles."

"Thank you, Sister Zhiyi. I'm not picky at all; I can eat anything."

From childhood to adulthood, Chunhua was always afraid that others would think she ate too much.

When there were only three people—master, servant, and child—Zhiyi was worried about what to do with Chunhua's food.

But now that the madam has officially taken over the Anshun Marquis's residence, Zhiyi is no longer worried at all.

Every day, the leftovers from the madam's meals, and the leftovers from the servants' servings in the main kitchen, are all now in Chunhua's apartment.

The little girl is like a bottomless pit; she'll eat as much as you give her.

Thinking of this, Zhiyi chuckled.

The only one who was unhappy was Erlaizi, who came to the mansion to collect swill to feed the pigs. The Anshun Marquis's mansion no longer had swill to feed his pigs.

Every servant was strictly required not to leave any food uneaten; they were only allowed to take as much food as they could eat, and the rest all went to Chunhua. So where would the leftover food come from?

The main kitchen of the Marquis of Anshun's residence is now the easiest place to cook.

With the Marquis absent, there's no need for formalities; all they need to do is prepare the same meals for the servants.

The old lady, the eldest daughter, and the two phoenixes are now eating like servants, just like the madam used to eat.

Now, only the lady's small kitchen is open separately, where she can cook delicious food.

Two days passed, and Ye Simiao also stayed in bed for two days, ostensibly to rest during her pregnancy.

Taking advantage of Zhao Kuo's absence from the mansion that day, Ye Simiao went to see her mother-in-law.

"The daughter-in-law greets her mother."

"Didn't I tell you that you need to rest after getting pregnant and that you don't need to come over to pay your respects? Why did you come again?"

Lady Chengen, the wife of the second daughter-in-law, was quite satisfied with her; she was neither arrogant nor impatient, displaying the demeanor of a noblewoman from a prominent family.

If she hadn't been so selective and delayed until she was older, her second son probably wouldn't have gotten the opportunity.

"I'm much better now. Yesterday, the doctor came to check my pulse and said the pregnancy is stable. I wanted to go back to the Prime Minister's residence, so I came here to ask my mother for help."

Lady Chengen didn't think much of it; her daughter-in-law was pregnant and wanted to go back to her parents' home, so she had no reason to refuse.

"Go back if you want, but be careful not to tire yourself out."

If you feel unwell, please see a doctor immediately. This is your and Kuo'er's first pregnancy, so you need to be extra careful.

Ye Simiao lowered her head, feigning shyness.

"Don't worry, Mother, your daughter-in-law will definitely be careful."

After leaving her mother-in-law's courtyard, Ye Simiao got into a carriage and went straight back to the Prime Minister's residence.

She knew that she wouldn't be able to see her father at this time, so she sent someone to the palace to deliver a message when she left the Chengen Marquis's residence.

The Imperial Guards relayed a message to the door of the Imperial Study. The eunuch guarding the door thought for a moment, but in the end, he went in to report back.

Most of the prime ministers of the Ming Dynasty worked in the Imperial Study, where they could supervise the emperor while working.

Beneath the emperor's desk was a small table. In addition to him, two other chief ministers of the cabinet also worked in the imperial study. The group complemented and supervised each other.

Therefore, being an emperor in the Ming Dynasty was quite tiring; there was practically no private space at all.

In the imperial court, he belonged to the ministers; in the harem, he belonged to the concubines.

The young eunuch knelt and kowtowed in the imperial study.

"Your Majesty, a message has come from the Prime Minister's residence, saying that there is an urgent matter at the residence and that the Prime Minister must return immediately."

The emperor looked at Prime Minister Ye.

"Minister Ye, there is an urgent matter in the manor. You should go back and take a look. If it is urgent, you don't need to come today."

Prime Minister Ye stood up.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. This old minister takes his leave."

Even after leaving the Imperial Study, Prime Minister Ye was still pondering what might happen in the mansion.

My wife was acting the same as usual when I left home this morning. Could it be that something happened to our son, or perhaps it was our eldest daughter who got married?

Upon arriving at the palace gate, Prime Minister Ye saw that the servant who came to deliver the message was his daughter's attendant, and he immediately began to plan.

Having moved a little further from the palace gate, Prime Minister Ye looked at the servant who had come to deliver the message.

"But something happened to the young lady?"

"Your Excellency, the young lady is fine and nothing has happened. I don't know why she wanted you to return to the manor so quickly."

Although the reason was unclear, Prime Minister Ye still got into his carriage and returned to his residence.

He knew his eldest daughter's temperament; unless something extremely urgent happened, she would never have summoned him back from the palace.

Upon arriving at the gate of the mansion, the gatekeeper came to greet them.

"Master, the eldest young lady went to your study to wait for you after returning to the manor."

I originally planned to go to the backyard, but I turned around and went to the study in the front yard instead.

"Miaomiao, but that brat Zhao Kuo has been treating you badly. Tell your father, and I'll get revenge for you."

When he entered the study, Prime Minister Ye spoke in a joking tone, but when he saw his daughter's red and swollen eyes, he knew that things were not so simple.

"Miaomiao".

"father."

In front of her father, who had doted on her since childhood, Ye Simiao finally couldn't hold back her tears.

"Tell your father what's wrong. Don't keep it to yourself. You're pregnant, so you mustn't get upset."

"Father, don't worry about the children for now. I have an important matter to discuss with you, and I would like to ask you to tell me the truth."

Do you know that I am not your biological daughter?

After he finished speaking, Ye Simiao kept a close eye on her father's expression.

Prime Minister Ye smiled.

"Miaomiao, what nonsense are you talking about? If you weren't born to your father, who was?"

"Father, do you still remember who else was in the delivery room with me?"