Let's start over, Your Majesty.

Chapter 325 This is Ita's Flavor
Caesar just finished his work at the Fatih Palace today and drove home.

As soon as I returned to the living room, I smelled a rich milky aroma.

"Are there any desserts made in the kitchen?" Caesar asked.

Kardashian said, "It's the lady and the head of the Ita family; they're making cream in the kitchen."

"Hmm?" Caesar frowned. There was no holiday or anyone's birthday, so why did the two of them suddenly want to make a cake?
Caesar had planned to deal with company matters first after returning, but he put those aside for the time being and went to the kitchen first.

As he approached the kitchen, the aroma of milk grew stronger, and it wasn't until he went inside that he understood why.

The long table in the kitchen was covered with milk containers, and empty milk containers were scattered haphazardly on the floor.

Meanwhile, Ita and Yumilia, wearing aprons, were busily working.

"Yumeria, Ita, what are you doing?" Caesar said, looking at the milk buckets scattered everywhere and the messy kitchen.

"Ah, Caesar's back! We just made a lot of cream puffs, would you like to try some?" Yumilia said to him enthusiastically, her pretty face covered in cream, still holding the mixing bowl.

"I"

"Come on, have a taste!"

Before Caesar could even speak, Yumilia brought over a baking tray, picked up a cream puff from the tray, and stuffed it into Caesar's mouth.

"Is it delicious?" she asked expectantly.

Caesar took two bites and immediately sensed something was wrong.

"What kind of filling is this cream puff?" he asked, frowning.

“It’s soy sauce and matcha filling!” Yumilia said with a smile.

".?"

Caesar paused for a moment, as if he wanted to spit out the strange thing in his mouth, but looking into Yumilia's bright eyes, he forced himself to swallow it.

"Is it delicious? Is it delicious?" Yumilia asked eagerly.

"Do you have any with regular fillings?" Caesar asked.

“Oh, it seems there aren’t any for now, but we’re still making fresh cream. Caesar, I can make some for you if you want,” Yumilia said.

“But try these first. Ita and I have been busy here all afternoon and have already made cucumber, mint, and coffee flavors,” Yumilia said, pointing to the cream puffs on the plate as if listing them off with great familiarity.

"Stop, stop," Caesar quickly interrupted her, "Why do you suddenly want to make so many cream puffs?"

"Because she recently participated in a cooking competition with desserts as the theme. In addition to the trophy, the winner will also receive a year's supply of royal pastries vouchers, oh, and a family travel voucher, which is said to reimburse the cost of traveling to any place in the world."

Ita sighed as she stirred the fresh cream.

"Hehe, I didn't have anything else to do anyway, so I just used it to kill time. It was quite fun." Yumilia scratched her head sheepishly.

"What kind of cooking competition is this? They have to make cream puffs of this flavor?" Caesar asked, looking at the several plates of cream puffs they had already made.

"It's a creative cooking competition. Besides the taste and execution of the dishes, creativity is also a big plus. I heard that the more unusual the dish, the easier it is to win an award," Ita said.

"Hmph, so I'm going to make a cream puff tower with thirty-six different flavors. Every bite will be a surprise, and the judges will definitely be amazed by my creativity," Yumilia said proudly, her little face still covered in cream.

Caesar and Itha exchanged a glance and both laughed helplessly.

“Come here, Caesar, come and taste them for me. We’ve already made fifteen different kinds of cream puffs.” Yumilia pulled Caesar over.

"I...I'll let it go."

"Try some, you must be hungry since you just got home," Yumilia said, picking up a plate of cream puffs.

Seeing how enthusiastic she was, Caesar had no choice but to pick up a piece, put it in his mouth, and chew it a couple of times.

This one is chocolate flavored.

This one seems pretty good, Caesar picked up another one.

"Hmm, it tastes a bit like bitter melon," he said, regretting it as soon as he put it in his mouth.

He picked up another one, but this time he hesitated and cautiously took only one bite.

I couldn't hold back as soon as it hit my lips.

"It's wasabi, isn't it? Can you please not make it taste like this?" he said, coughing.

“I already said there has to be a sense of surprise, right? A surprise is something that has both sweet and bitter moments. That’s what makes it fun,” Yumilia said.

"This is shocking, isn't it? Are you sure the jury likes wasabi-flavored cream puffs?" Caesar couldn't help but say.

“I think it’s worth a try,” Yumilia nodded. “What if you win the crown? That’s a year’s worth of royal pastries! You can’t buy that with money!”

She then enthusiastically went on to study her strange cream filling.

“It’s rare for Yumilia to be interested in something, so it’s good to keep her company.” Ita moved closer to Caesar.

"Well, as long as she's happy." Caesar smiled helplessly.

"Oh, Caesar, you still have cream on your lips," Ita reminded him.

"Oh."

Just as Caesar was about to raise his hand to wipe it, Ita stopped him.

"let me."

She took Caesar's hand, made him bend down, and licked the corner of his mouth with her little tongue, putting the cream from his lips into her mouth.

Ita pursed her lips and stuck out her tongue.

"Wasabi flavor is really not good."

"Really? Then let me taste it more carefully." Just as Caesar was about to put his arm around Ita, Yumilia turned around:

"Oh, right, Ita, could you help me get those peaches over there?" Yumilia turned around and saw the two children huddled together, whispering to each other.
Ita and Caesar quickly separated, and before they could explain, they saw Yumilia pouting:
"Honestly, what are you two whispering about behind my back?"

"Well"

Ita and Caesar exchanged a glance, then quickly stepped forward and smilingly pulled Yumilia along.

"Caesar was secretly telling him that he actually really liked the taste of wasabi, and asked us to make more."

"Huh? Really?"

“Heh, that’s not true,” Caesar said, his lips twitching.

The two continued exploring the various flavors of cream puffs, while Caesar returned to his study to handle some business. A little over an hour later, there was a knock at the door.

"Come in," he said, flipping through the documents.

"Caesar~" Ita walked in with a smile.

"Are the cream puffs ready?" Caesar chuckled.

"I've finished quite a bit, but I'm still missing a few flavors. Hmm, Yumilia said she was going out to find some inspiration, so Kardashian took her out. I came up here to rest for a bit."

As Ita spoke, he closed the study door.

"I'm so full from eating cream puffs today, I don't think I'll want to eat them for a long time to come." She said as she walked over to Caesar's side.

"Caesar, what are you doing?"

"I went to inspect some company matters today and found that some things need to be organized," Caesar said.

"Do you need my help?" Ita asked.

"No need, it's just some trivial matter."

"Oh"

Ita stood there for a while, looking quite interested in a bouquet of flowers on the table. After fiddling with them for a bit, she wandered over to the bookshelf, picked up a few books and flipped through them, then went to the sofa, hugged a pillow, and drifted off into thought.

Finally, he returned to his desk and, in a seemingly casual manner, plopped down on the desk next to Caesar.

“Itah,” Caesar reached out and patted her on the bottom.
"I've sat down next to my files."

"Oh"

Ita moved aside, and Caesar took the documents and continued working.

Bored, she propped herself up on the table with both hands, dangling her legs, and watched flocks of birds fly by outside the window from time to time.

She glanced at Caesar again, jumped off the table, turned around and squeezed into Caesar's arms, sitting sideways on his lap and wrapping her arms around his neck.

Caesar didn't react much, nor did he seem to want to send her away. He simply put one arm around her waist and continued reviewing the documents.

Ita rested her head against Caesar's chest and whispered:
"Caesar."

"Ok?"

"Well, we haven't seen each other for the past two days."

"You're already missing me?" Caesar asked.

"Well, after all, we're not new... so two days without seeing each other is quite a long time," Ita said shyly, leaning against him.

"I've been busy with some things at the base these past couple of days, but I'll have time to spend with you in the next few days," Caesar comforted him.

“Hmm,” Ita nodded, then continued:
"After I got home that day, I had Dalina do a check-up for me, which was a pregnancy test."

"Hmm, is it there?"

"No."

"I told you it wouldn't be that fast, don't be in such a hurry,"

“But I still want to have Caesar’s baby soon,” Ita whispered, touching her belly.

"If there were any ways to get pregnant quickly..."

But before she could finish speaking, Caesar suddenly straightened up, grabbed Ita's shoulder, and glared at her very seriously.

"Ita, you must never think about such crooked methods. Pregnancy is a natural biological process and cannot be interfered with by external means."

Seeing Caesar's expression, Ita knew he had misunderstood her, and quickly said, "It's not some kind of crooked or evil method, it's just, it's just a method passed down from the dragon race that can increase the chances of getting pregnant."

"The dragon race has such a method?" Caesar was surprised to learn that.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. In the past, all he knew about was dragon culture and magical abilities. Who would bother to learn about these things?
"What method is it?" he asked curiously.

"Um"

Ita blushed slightly, leaned closer, and whispered a few words in Caesar's ear.

Caesar's expression then became somewhat strange.

"Are you sure? This method is from the dragon race?" he said, his lips twitching.

“Yes, it was Delina who taught me.” Ita shifted her gaze.

"However, I haven't tried it yet. I was just thinking that it would be a good opportunity to try it with you, Caesar, since it's not difficult anyway."

“It’s not difficult, but…” Caesar was somewhat at a loss for words when it came to telling her.

"Caesar."

Ita lowered her head, blushed, and called out softly.

Caesar sighed: "If you're willing, then give it a try."

"Hehe." Ita laughed shyly and kissed Caesar on the cheek.

"Then, shall we do it tonight?"

“Yes, you can do it now if you want,” Caesar said.

"Now, now is not possible, I, I'm not ready," Ita said hurriedly.

Then a smile curved her lips, and she whispered in Caesar's ear, "Oh, right, Caesar, I also prepared a special flavored cream puff for you."

"Hmm? What flavor?" Caesar asked, then added, "I hope it's not some weird flavor."

"Don't worry, this is Ita flavor~"

Ita smiled slightly at Caesar: "Would you like to try some, Caesar?"

"Huh?" Before Ita could react, Caesar slammed her onto the table amidst her gasp.

"Caesar... he said we agreed to start tonight," Ita said weakly, shrinking back.

"Are you kidding me? You've been showing off ever since you came in. Did you think I didn't notice?" Caesar pinched her cheek.

"I, I was..." Ita's voice trailed off, and her heart began to race.

Caesar smiled and patted Ita's pretty little face.
(End of this chapter)