A Foodie Transmigrated into the Palace

Chapter 437: Chapter 437 ”Whatever you love to eat is fine!

The days gradually grew warmer, and the spring outfits for Qingya Residence had already been delivered.

There were four sets in total: one goose yellow, one tender red, one jade green, and one powder pink.

”The colors are quite nice, but... I don’t know if I’ve gained weight. Can I still fit into them this year?” As she spoke, she touched her stomach.

Zi Yue chuckled. ”Mistress, you’re exaggerating. From what I can see, you haven’t gained any weight at all!”

Sister Huang, standing nearby, also chimed in with a smile, ”You wore your belly band so well during the first month; any weight gain would be limited!”

Xia Ruqing tugged at her clothes. Except for the skin on her belly not being as firm as before, there really wasn’t much excess fat. She felt quite satisfied and sighed, ”Youth really is something else!”

Not even twenty yet, how could she not be young? Although having a child so early wasn’t ideal for her health, she was, after all, eighteen. Coupled with the guidance and conditioning from the Imperial Physician, the outcome was quite good.

After breakfast, the warm spring sun shone in through the window. Little Bun gazed outside, his face filled with longing. His little features puckered up, his eyes fixed on the world beyond the window.

Xia Ruqing gently pinched his nose. ”Want to go out again?”

Little Bun nodded.

Xia Ruqing smiled. ”Alright, finish this small bowl of rice cereal, and I’ll take you out!”

Without a moment’s hesitation, Little Bun nodded eagerly.

Hmph! Drink it, I will! A man must be strong; this Little Prince isn’t afraid!

Xia Ruqing was amused by him. She planted a kiss on his soft, fair cheek and went into the inner chamber to change.

Little Bun grew a little impatient while waiting, so he started playing with Da Bai and Little White. Little Bun adored these two snow-white cats. When they lay down, exposing their bellies, he would copy them, doing the exact same thing. When they stretched, he would also stretch, following their lead. The large one and two small ones—their movements were identical!

Little White loved being close to people. After rubbing against him for a while, it nestled on Little Bun’s tummy. Its fluffy fur tickled him, and he hugged his belly, giggling. At first, Little White had been a bit wary, but then it too squinted its eyes and shamelessly nuzzled him.

”GIGGLE, GIGGLE...”

”MEOW, MEOW, MEOW!”

The atmosphere was quite lively. Sister Huang and Sister Jiang, watching from the side, couldn’t help but laugh as well, though Sister Liang was somewhat concerned.

”Oh dear, what if the Little Prince gets hurt?” she fretted. ”If he catches an illness, whatever shall we do?”

Sister Huang chuckled at her worry. ”In our residence, we disinfect with spirits every two or three days, and the two cats are bathed frequently too, so they aren’t dirty!” She added, ”A Prince shouldn’t be raised too delicately. Children in the countryside, who roll in the dirt and play in the mud all day, grow up robust and sturdy!”

It seemed being too pampered truly wasn’t good.

”Exactly,” Sister Jiang agreed. ”In the future, our Little Prince will have to learn Horseback Archery and martial arts. It’s better if he’s a bit resilient and easier to raise!”

Sure enough, Sister Liang said no more.

Once Xia Ruqing was ready, she fed him some rice cereal. As the weather outside happened to be warm, she then took Little Bun out to the swing. The breeze was already quite warm, feeling pleasantly warm and slightly ticklish against the face. She held the five-month-old Little Bun in her arms, sitting on the swing and gently swaying. The scene was incredibly beautiful.

Zhao Junyao was captivated the moment he walked in. Li Shengan was about to announce his presence, but Zhao Junyao raised a hand to stop him. He stood quietly at the entrance, watching his beloved woman, his smile blooming like a Tao Hua. Little Bun was visibly excited, while Xia Ruqing radiated a gentle tenderness. She swung gently in the spring breeze, occasionally lowering her head to kiss her son’s cheek. Little Bun, in his adorable ignorance, wriggled in Xia Ruqing’s embrace.

As he inadvertently looked up, Little Bun caught sight of Zhao Junyao standing at the doorway and immediately became wary.

That person who’s always trying to snatch Mother away from me is here again! But... his clothes do look pretty nice! With this thought, his pair of gleaming dark eyes fixed on Zhao Junyao.