The charming widow of the Marquis's mansion: The stable boy carries the flag and raises the dra

"Mrs. Luo~"

Ye Niannu's voice was a little softer than before as she released Wang Long's hand.

He stopped in front of Luo Hanyi, his gaze lingering on the bulge for a moment.

Then he reached out and gently and carefully covered it.

"Is your son's child inside?"

Her palm touched Luo Hanyi's fabric, feeling the slight warmth there, and a soft look appeared in her eyes.

"That's great!"

His tone was full of envy.

Luo Hanyi was slightly taken aback by her sudden action.

She didn't flinch, but instead looked down at Ye Niannu's hand that was covering her abdomen and softly replied.

"Yes, it's his child."

Ye Niannu gently stroked the fabric with her fingertips, as if greeting the unborn little life through it.

She withdrew her hand and glanced down at her lower abdomen. A hint of envy flickered in her eyes, then she looked up again and teased with a smile.

"This is your first child, sir; you must protect it well."

Upon hearing this, Luo Hanyi's lips curved slightly, and she looked at her with gentle eyes.

"There will be offerings for the adults as well."

Upon hearing this, Ye Niannu was slightly taken aback, then burst out laughing.

She waved her hand, her tone carefree yet with a touch of coquettishness.

"Don't call me 'Offering Master' anymore; I'm no longer the offering master of the Great Qian Dynasty."

As she spoke, she leaned into Wang Long's arms and looked up at him.

She then turned to look at Luo Hanyi, her eyes crinkling with a smile.

"I am now only my husband's woman."

Luo Hanyi looked at her open and bright peach blossom eyes and nodded with a smile.

Correct!

They are all family, all Wang Long's women!

Qin Minglan stood to the side, glanced at Luo Hanyi, then at Ye Niannu, and suddenly interjected.

"You've got the seniority system all messed up, old man. You're the eldest in our family, so how are we supposed to compare?"

"Jiaojiao calls me 'Auntie,' and also 'Sister Niannu,' and 'Master Wanyun'..."

She was completely overwhelmed!

Wang Long was taken aback by her question and hadn't even had a chance to speak.

Qin Jiaojiao had already peeked out from his arms and said in a clear, crisp voice.

"Auntie, this is easy! Mother is mother, and Master is Master."

"Sister Niannu is Sister Niannu, Sister Qing'er is Sister Qing'er, and Aunt is Aunt! Why bother with seniority among family members? We're all Father's women anyway!"

After he said that, the courtyard fell silent for a moment.

Immediately, Ye Niannu was the first to laugh out loud, her laughter charming and captivating.

"Jiaojiao is right! When the whole family is together and happy, who cares about seniority?"

Qin Minglan couldn't help but laugh and reached out to pinch Qin Jiaojiao's little face.

"You silly girl, how come you have such a sweet tongue?"

Qin Jiaojiao cried out "Ouch!" as she was pinched, and quickly hid behind Wang Long, peeking out half her head and making a face at Qin Minglan.

Everyone burst into laughter.

Wang Long stood in the center of the courtyard, looking at the scene before him, his heart filled with something.

It felt warm, comforting, and reassuring.

His gaze slowly swept over each person from left to right.

Ye Niannu leaned against him, her arm still linked with his, her peach blossom eyes filled with a subtle smile.

Xu Wanyun stood beside the stone table and reopened the book.

But she wasn't actually looking at it; she was just secretly curving her lips into a smile, using the pages of the book as cover.

Luo Hanyi stood under the shade of the locust tree, her hand gently protecting her lower abdomen, looking at Qin Jiaojiao with tender eyes.

Qin Minglan was chasing Qin Jiaojiao in circles, her laughter ringing out.

Murong Qing stood obediently beside Luo Hanyi, occasionally reaching out to help her up, and smiling along with her.

Ta Xue lay on the grass in the corner of the yard, squinting her eyes and wagging her tail.

Little Chick flew off Qin Jiaojiao's shoulder, landed back on Wang Long's shoulder, and tilted its head to rub against his ear.

Wang Long took a deep breath, feeling as if he were in the most beautiful dream, thoroughly enjoying the atmosphere.

He turned around, clapped his hands, and his voice carried a rare hint of pleasure.

"Alright, alright, it's rare for everyone to be here today, let's have a good meal, I'll cook myself!"

Qin Jiaojiao was the first to react and immediately gave up chasing Qin Minglan.

She turned and ran back, grabbing Wang Long's arm tightly.

"Really, Dad! You've finally decided to cook!"

Ye Niannu also became interested, released his arm, put her hands together, and smiled with her eyes crinkling.

"My darling must try the delicious food prepared by my lord!"

Wang Long gently brushed the tip of Ye Niannu's nose.

"Today I'll show you what true culinary delights are all about."

As he spoke, he walked towards the kitchen.

"Barbecue, stir-fries, soups—we have them all. You'll all have plenty to eat."

Upon hearing this, the women each set about on their own.

Qin Minglan was the first to rush into the kitchen to offer her help, and Xu Wanyun also put down her book and followed her in.

Rolling up her sleeves, Ye Niannu offered to help, and enthusiastically ran to the courtyard to move tables and chairs and set out bowls and chopsticks.

Luo Hanyi wanted to help, but Wang Long pressed her down into a chair.

"You just sit there and don't need to do anything."

No one objected; she was pregnant and considered precious.

Luo Hanyi looked at his serious profile and the corners of her mouth curved into a smile.

She didn't refuse, but simply sat quietly under the locust tree, watching his busy figure.

It's only been two months, so it's not that fragile.

Qin Jiaojiao moved a small stool and sat at the kitchen doorway, holding her face in her hands as she watched Wang Long busy himself at the stove.

Every now and then, he would excitedly shout, "Dad, I want to eat that!"

Little Chick perched on her shoulder and chirped along.

Before long, the courtyard became lively.

The charcoal for the barbecue was lit in another corner of the courtyard, oil dripped onto the charcoal, and a cloud of smoke carrying a smoky aroma rose up.

Wang Long stood in front of the grill, flipping several skewers of spirit beast meat in his hands, the meat sizzling on the flames.

The edges curled up slightly, and the aroma was forced out by the heat, drifting in all directions in the courtyard with the gentle breeze.

Xu Wanyun was chopping the spiritual vegetables on the side, her knife skills were neat and efficient, and the slices were arranged neatly on the plate.

Ye Niannu set out bowls and plates on the stone table, and poured several cups of spirit fruit wine. The pale golden liquid shimmered with a warm light in the sunlight.

Qin Minglan carried a plate of food that Wang Long had just cooked out of the kitchen, placed it on the table, and then turned around and ran back to get the next plate.

Murong Qing obediently distributed chopsticks to everyone.

Wang Long took a few skewers of the tenderest meat from the grill, put them on a plate, and served them to Luo Hanyi first.

"Madam, please try some. This is spirit deer meat, roasted just right, not greasy at all."

Luo Hanyi looked down at the several skewers of glistening, fragrant meat on the plate, and reached out to pick one up.

Taking a gentle bite, the meat is tender and juicy, with the unique aroma of charcoal and the perfect balance of salty and savory seasonings.

She looked up at Wang Long, her gaze softening.

"tasty."

Wang Long was overjoyed to hear those two words, for the greatest compliment a chef could receive was simply "delicious."

He turned around and went to serve the newly served dishes.

Dishes were served one after another, filling the entire stone table to the brim.