After marrying the fierce god, her handsome young husband was pampered to the extreme.

Kong Sangqi's eyes widened instantly. He felt a sense of helplessness, as if a fishbone was stuck in his throat. "I...I didn't do anything?"

"Yes, the child cried on his own, not because you bullied him," Huayue said sarcastically.

Kong Sangqi: "..." Wasn't he the one who cried?

Pearl sobbed in Huayue's arms, sticking out her tongue at Sangqi where Huayue couldn't see.

slightly!

This technique was learned from Lin Siheng, and he applied it very well, mastering it thoroughly.

Although Hua Yue couldn't see it, the Grand Preceptor sitting next to Kong Sangqi could see it clearly.

He narrowed his eyes, his clear and indifferent gaze falling on Pearl, who also looked at him at that moment.

Because the imperial advisor was adorned with gold ornaments, he was luxurious but lifeless, like some exquisite doll, giving people a strange sense of dissonance.

Pearl buried her face in Huayue's arms, somewhat frightened.

Hua Yue was even angrier now. He naturally assumed that Pearl was upset and was seeking comfort.

Seeing that Sang Qi was empty made him even angrier.

Kong Sangqi appeared amused, but inwardly he cursed Yin Cheng as well. No wonder he was Yin Cheng's son, that wolf cub; he was so cunning.

Stop pretending!

Sitting in the main seat, Yin Mo witnessed all of this: "..." It was a little funny, but he had to hold back his laughter.

He cleared his throat and instructed Xiao Anzi to send all the baby's favorite milk cakes to Huayue's table.

Pearl stopped pretending to cry while munching on milk cake and happily munched on milk cake with Huayue.

Seeing this, Lin Nian hesitated, "Ah Cheng, isn't our Pearl a little chubby?"

He used to be a cute, adorable baby, but ever since he reunited with his father and has been constantly being fed, his round face is now so plump you could pinch it into a ball.

"Really?" Yin Cheng asked. "Shouldn't all children be like that?"

Lin Nianchao looked down from the main hall and said, "Look at that young master's son. He looks about the same age as our Pearl, and his chin is already pointed."

Yin Cheng glanced at it and chuckled.

Lin Nian said, "She's been a beauty since she was little. When she grows up, she'll be even more stunning. The number of suitors wanting to marry her will probably break down her door."

Yin Cheng scoffed again, "He's as skinny as a monkey, and looks like he's good at snatching tourists' bags."

Although Lin Nian didn't understand, her intuition told her it wasn't anything good. "Can you please watch your words? If you keep talking nonsense, I won't bring you next time, and I'll leave you to watch the house alone."

Yin Cheng willingly let his wife control him, saying, "I'm not saying anything more."

He paused for a moment, then added, "Although, our Pearl is also very cute! She'll definitely be beautiful when she grows up."

"Besides, it's not good for a young man to be too greedy." Lin Nian suddenly thought of himself and suddenly felt that this argument was not very convincing.

If Pearl were to meet a wonderful husband like him in the future, then none of these problems would remain problems.

After thinking it through, Lin Nian let out a sigh of relief, "Forget it, our Pearl doesn't need to rely on marriage to bring glory to the family, let it be."

Yin Cheng found this statement odd; what did it have to do with marriage?

"Nian Nian".

"Hmm?" Lin Nian asked, puzzled.

Yin Cheng originally wanted to reason with his wife, but when he saw her clear eyes, he suddenly couldn't say anything.

From a young age, he was taught to be a good wife and mother, and to follow the traditional virtues of obedience to his husband and mother. In his world, family and marriage were the most important things to consider.

Your own option is always the last one on the list.

Yin Cheng cannot say that Lin Nian's views are wrong, because they have different educations, different resources, and different views on the world.

He was a beneficiary of this feudal society and had no right to comment on the views of a weak person.

Seeing that the man hadn't spoken for a long time, Lin Nian asked in confusion, "Ah Cheng? What's wrong?"

Yin Cheng shook his head. "It's nothing."

Lin Nian didn't dwell on it, her gaze falling on the table. "Hey, when was this dish served?"

Imperial banquets always last for one or two hours, and the dishes are served in batches; otherwise, the whole banquet would end up with nothing but cold dishes.

When Yin Cheng saw the dishes, his eyes widened suddenly, because there was a plate of them on the table...

Tornado Potatoes?

Not only Lin Nian was surprised, but there were very few people in the main hall who were not surprised when they saw this dish.

This long fried food, with red stuff stuck to it... how am I supposed to eat it? Where do I even begin?

One of the military officers took the first bite. The crispy outer shell exploded in his mouth, and the sweet and sour sauce, combined with the crispy outside and soft inside, immediately won over the officer's stomach.

He exclaimed, "Delicious! Delicious!"

Only then did everyone muster the courage to try.

The young men were quite reserved, and the palace servants cut the food into bite-sized pieces before they covered their mouths and chewed slowly.

As mentioned earlier, some are reserved, while others are not.

Huayue and Zhenzhu each had a string of pearls, and they were happily munching on them.

Lin Nian was too embarrassed to eat it like a pearl, so he tugged at the man's sleeve and said, "Ah Cheng, I want to eat some too."

Yin Cheng beckoned for a palace servant to bring a small knife, which he then used to cut the food into small pieces and handed to Lin Nian.

Lin Nian took a bite and exclaimed, "Mmm! This is delicious!"

Yin Cheng looked thoughtfully at the palace servants who were serving the dishes.

A guess began to take shape in his mind.

Soon, the next few dishes completely convinced him that he was definitely not the only one who had transmigrated into this world.

Because this person makes all sorts of trendy snacks that don't exist in this era!

Crispy pork belly, pork floss buns, soy milk boxes...

Lin Nian whispered to the man, "Ah Cheng, if you go to His Majesty and ask him to take this cook back, do you think he'll agree?"

"Do you like these?"

Lin Nian smiled and said, "Mmm!"

Yin Cheng said, "I'll go and meet him."

Seeing the man stand up, Lin Nian quickly grabbed him, "Where are you going?"

"Go take a look at that cook."

Lin Nian quickly pulled the man down to sit properly, terrified. "I was just kidding! How could we possibly ask His Majesty for his cook?"

"Niannian, he might be the same as me," Yin Cheng said vaguely, but Lin Nian understood.

His eyes widened immediately. "Then...then..."

He leaned closer to the man and whispered, "Aren't you in any danger?"

"No." Yin Cheng gently patted his wife's hand. "Just don't let him know."

Lin Nian said, "Then be careful."

"Don't worry," Yin Cheng asked. "What else would you like to eat? Since we're going to the imperial kitchen anyway, I'll get you some more."

Lin Nian thought for a moment, "Then I'll have four more of those sweet and savory desserts."

Yin Cheng asked, "Is it the one with the fleshy floss on the surface?"

Lin Nian said, "It's the round one." After he finished speaking, he even gestured to the man to show him the size of the pastry.

"Okay, got it."

Yin Cheng glanced at his two sons as he went to the imperial kitchen.

So he immediately decided to take twelve.

These trendy snacks not only won over Prince Cheng, but also all the husbands who came to the palace banquet.

Everyone marveled at how worthy it was of a palace banquet, where they could sample all sorts of fresh and delicious food.