Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

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Beicheng, Jifu.

Wen Zhigu handed over the written letter to the people in the mansion, it was a letter addressed to Beichuan, and she also knew that the people in the mansion would give the letter to Ji Xubai for inspection first.

In recent days, Ji Xubai had a lot of things to do at the Imperial Academy, and he was often too busy to return home until very late. Today, it is rare that he returned home early, and Qing Ke, the personal maid who served Wen Zhigu, handed him the letter. Ji Xubai just glanced at it briefly, and then asked Qing Ke to send the letter.

More than four months have passed, and Wen Zhigu's belly has gradually become pregnant. Recently, she always has a sore back, and she doesn't like to move around. She always stays in Qingyu Garden and refuses to go anywhere. Mrs. Hou came to visit her A few times, but they all left Qingyuyuan with a hot face and a cold butt with a full stomach of resentment.

On the contrary, it was Master Ji who had to greet him almost every day for three meals.

During lunch that day, Wen Zhigu's waist was sore, but he was urged several times by the main hall, Wen Zhigu had to endure the discomfort, and was helped by the maids to the main hall as usual.

Lord Ji, Mrs. Hou, and Mrs. Hou's youngest son, Ji Yi, are all waiting for her.

Mrs. Hou's face was very ugly, she looked coldly at Wen Zhigu coming in with her stomach outstretched, and said sarcastically, "Don't give birth to a girl, otherwise these demons who are now will pay the price sooner or later."

Lord Ji glared at her: "What are you talking about? Didn't you see Zhigu feeling uncomfortable?"

Madam Hou snorted coldly and said nothing.

Wen Zhigu walked over and sat down while supporting his waist without any disturbance.

"I know why, but your waist is still sore?"

Wen Zhigu responded indifferently, took the soup bowl filled by the maidservant, and took a sip without taste.

Master Ji thought for a while and said: "In the future, if you feel uncomfortable, just tell Qingke and the others, and let them send it directly to Qingyuyuan, instead of coming to the main hall for dinner."

Wen Zhigu nodded and continued eating.

Ji Yi grabbed the spoon and pointed at the dish in front of Wen Zhigu, shouting, "Mother, I want to eat that!"

Wen Zhigu raised his head and glanced at him lightly, then suddenly turned his head and covered his mouth and nose.

"How do you know why?"

Wen Zhigu: "That dish... makes me sick to my stomach."

Master Ji Hou knew that it was not easy for his daughter-in-law to conceive this child this time, so she couldn't stand any mistakes, so she just asked someone to take that dish away.

Ji Yi burst into tears: "Daddy doesn't love me! Daddy doesn't love me! Daddy likes this sister! Ever since she came home, Daddy doesn't love me anymore!"

Mrs. Hou hurriedly hugged her crying son into her arms, "Yi'er, don't cry, don't cry." While coaxing, Mrs. Hou couldn't help but look up at Lord Ji with red eyes, "Hou Lord, your grandson is a baby, isn’t your son? Yi’er just wants to eat what he likes, can’t he?”

"What are you talking about? Didn't you hear what the imperial doctor said? Zhigu now wants to have a good pregnancy. What does Yi'er want to eat and when can't he eat it?"

When Ji Xubai came back from the Imperial Academy, he accidentally heard his father and Mrs. Hou quarreling again, and Ji Yi's crying was also mixed in.

As for his daughter-in-law, she was still eating slowly, unaffected by the other three people at the table.

He knew that she did it on purpose, and also knew that she just didn't want the Ji Mansion to settle down.

However, Ji Xubai seems to have nothing to do with such Wen Zhigu.

When he entered the hall, Wen Zhigu's back was visibly stiff, as if he didn't expect him to come back so soon today, but then he calmed down, Wen Zhigu put down the bowl and chopsticks and got up, "I'm full."