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  This was probably the so-called “opposites attract.”

  “Really?” Bu Yaolian was still confused. Why hadn’t Shao Zun given her contraceptive medicine?

  Then why did he say that it was a contraceptive?

  Did he want it to be a nice surprise?

  There was nothing nice about it all!

  “I think so. Give it a try. I’ll have someone keep an eye on him. In any case, as long as you don’t eat the medicine he gives you, you won’t lose the baby.” Gu Bailu calmed down.

  Gu Bailu gave Bu Yaolian reassurance. Since she said so, she couldn’t be wrong.

  Bu Yaolian finally smiled. “Lulu, I’m really pregnant. I feel great. Your methods are really useful.”

  “Silly girl, it would be strange if you can’t get pregnant after working so hard.”

  According to Bu Yaolian, Su Shenfan was as capable as Feng Qingtian.

  She was his only woman; it was only natural for her to be pregnant.

  Bu Yaolian touched her belly, and her worry was replaced with joy. “What do I need to pay attention to?”

  “You’re in good shape. You only need to pay attention to one thing: Don’t let Su Shenfan touch you again for the first three months.”

  Bu Yaolian was confused. “Don’t let Shao Zun touch me?”

  “If he touches you during this period, you will miscarry. You must hold back. Even if he wants it, you can’t spoil him.”

  Bu Yaolian nodded. “I will. I won’t let him touch me.”

  Now that she had a baby, Shao Zun was second in her heart. She wouldn’t let Shao Zun touch her.

  Looking at the determination on Bu Yaolian’s chubby face, Gu Bailu suddenly understood why Shao Zun wanted to abort the baby.

  Would Su Shenfan be able to tolerate not touching her for three months?

  It seemed unlikely.

  Would he look for another woman?

  Gu Bailu wasn’t sure, but she didn’t warn Bu Yaolian in case she became unhappy.

  If Su Shenfan really couldn’t take it anymore, no one could stop him from looking for other beauties.

  Furthermore, he had a bunch of beauties to begin with.

  Not long after, Feng Qingtian came over as well. He looked awful when Ye Ying said that Gu Bailu had been running around with such a big belly.

  When Gu Bailu saw him standing outside with a cold face, she hurried to hug him. “My lord, you’re here. Lian’er is pregnant. I was here to keep her company.”

  “Keep her company? You can still think of others when you’re like this?” Feng Qingtian snorted.

  “I know I was wrong. I was thinking that Lian’er only has me as her sister. If I don’t care about her, no one will.” Gu Bailu smiled. “Lian’er treats me very well. You know that.”

  Feng Qingtian snorted and didn’t say anything.

  Bu Yaolian was indeed nice to Gu Bailu. She would do whatever Gu Bailu said.

  “Alright, let’s go back. I think I’m hungry again. This baby really knows how to eat. I wonder what it’ll be like when it’s born.”

  An image popped up in Gu Bailu’s mind. It was of a cute face with muscular arms.

  Damn, she better not give birth to something like that.

  She would be scared to death.

  Feng Qingtian hugged her. “Walk slowly, there’s no rush. No matter how hungry he is, don’t spoil him.”

  “It’s not that I’m spoiling him. I’m hungry, my lord. I want sour dough balls.” Gu Bailu had a great appetite.

  Chapter 1069: I Want to Eat Sour Dough Balls Made by My Lord

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  Thankfully, there were many chefs in the kitchen, and they could cook all kinds of dishes.

  There were times when Gu Bailu even taught them how to make modern dishes.

  But today, she was really craving sour dough balls.

  “Tell the chefs to make them.” Feng Qingtian didn’t think it was a problem at all.

  Gu Bailu blinked and looked at him. “But…… my lord, I want to eat sour dough balls made by you. I haven’t eaten anything you made, but I think it must be the best sour dough balls in the world.”

  Feng Qingtian was speechless.

  Him?

  Cook?

  As the Heavenly Emperor who had been on the throne for more than ten thousand years, what culinary delicacies wasn’t Feng Qingtian aware of?

  Even after being reincarnated, he had only cooked for Gu Bailu on the boat last time.

  Gu Bailu loved to eat, and he couldn’t bear to let her into the kitchen, which was why he had roped in chefs for her to teach.

  Now, she wanted him to make sour dough balls?

  He didn’t even know which door in Prince Zi’s residence led to the kitchen.

  What the hell were sour dough balls made of?

  “Can I use spiritual power to make them?” The wife-con looked at Gu Bailu. He couldn’t refuse her eagerness.

  Gu Bailu shook her head. “No.”

  “I’ve never made them before.”

  He didn’t mind cooking for his wife in the kitchen, but he really didn’t know anything about them.

  Gu Bailu pouted and looked at him without saying anything.

  Feng Qingtian gritted his teeth. “I’ll do it.”

  Gu Bailu immediately smiled. “Alright. I’ll be waiting.”

  Feng Qingtian stepped into the kitchen.

  The chefs in the kitchen were stunned. Why was Prince Zi here?

  Feng Qingtian looked at the things in the kitchen. He recognised some of them. When he had been out on army campaigns, he had also roasted a chicken once or twice in the wilderness.

  He didn’t really recognise the other ingredients.

  “I want to make sour dough balls. Teach me what to do.” Feng Qingtian had given his word, so he had to go through with it.

  Besides, he was smart. He didn’t believe that he would be stumped by a bowl of sour dough balls.

  The people in the kitchen were very nervous. They didn’t expect their master to come to the kitchen to cook.

  “My lord, why don’t you watch from the side? I’ll make it for you……”

  Then, you can just take what we made.

  Feng Qingtian glanced at him. “It’s for the princess. I have to make it myself. Hurry up and teach me.”

  Feng Qingtian was smart. Although he had never made them before, he was finally able to make the sour dough balls.

  The chefs praised him and said that they were well made.

  Feng Qingtian took a bite himself. It wasn’t as delicious as what Gu Bailu usually ate.

  Even with the chefs teaching him, his skills weren’t perfect.

  How could Feng Qingtian bear to let Gu Bailu eat something so awful?

  He continued to study in the kitchen until he was satisfied. By then, it was already midnight.

  Su Shenfan was a little hungry when he came back, but he didn’t want to face Su Lian. He wasn’t sure if he should let Su Lian give birth to the baby.

  Naturally, he went to the kitchen. He wanted to eat, but still had to wait for the food to be brought over. It was too troublesome. He might as well eat in the kitchen.

  The chefs in Prince Zi’s residence made better food than the ones outside.

  When he entered the kitchen, he saw that it was still busy.