The war god prince climbs the wall every night, and the princess is angry

The night is deep, everything is silent, the bright and soft moonlight pours down on the ground, and only the shadows of branches are left.

Shen Qionghua sat at the table, leaning sideways, her fair and delicate hands holding a pair of red scissors as she cut the wick in the candle.

The flickering candlelight reflected on the beautiful and bright face, as if covered with a layer of hazy smoke, making it difficult to see clearly.

Suddenly, there was a noise at the window, and then a black figure appeared in the house.

"Miss Shen."

Shen Qionghua stopped what she was doing, the candlelight illuminating her deep black pupils. She said softly, "Can you see who it is?"

An Yi paused, as if it was difficult to speak.

"It's the Marquis of Yongning."

A hint of disgust flashed across Shen Qionghua's eyes when he heard this.

It turned out to be him.

"Marquis Yongning must have some concerns, so he just wandered outside Madam Shen's yard and did not disturb Madam Shen." An Yi said, looking up tentatively at Shen Qionghua.

Shen Qionghua sneered in his heart. He didn't dare to act rashly now because he had other intentions. Once he got control of the Shen family's money, the gate would be meaningless to Marquis Yongning.

When Shen Qionghua thought about her mother being coveted by such a shameless person, she felt as sick as if she had swallowed a fly.

"You should keep a close eye on that side recently. As long as he doesn't enter A Niang's yard, don't act rashly." Shen Qionghua ordered.

"Yes."

An Yi agreed and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Shen Qionghua called Shaoyao in to serve her. After she finished bathing, she lay on the bed and closed her eyes, but she couldn't fall asleep.

All that came to his mind was what A-niang looked like when she died in his previous life, and what Zhou Lingyi said before she died.

It was obviously Marquis Yongning who coveted A Niang's beauty, but he was framed and A Niang lost her life.

No.

Shen Qionghua opened her eyes.

Even if we can't touch Lord Yongning now, we still have to teach him a lesson.

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The sky is bright.

The sunlight filtered through the shade of the trees, leaving scattered spots of light on the scorching ground. The rising heat seeped into clothes on the breeze.

After Shen Qionghua finished her breakfast, she closed the doors and windows, took out a small box from the drawer and held it in her arms.

He asked Shaoyao and Gancao to guard the door to hide from others, while An Yi took him over the courtyard wall to Donglai Pavilion.

Yesterday, Fuling sent a message saying that An Jin had bought the restaurant and was renovating it. It would open soon. He hoped that he could come to Donglai Pavilion today to discuss important matters.

Shen Qionghua opened the door of the box, and Fuling and An Jin immediately came to greet her.

"Miss."

Shen Qionghua smiled and saw An Jin, who looked a little thinner. She said, "There's always work to do at the restaurant. You should get more rest. Your health is more important."

An Jin smiled shyly.

"Miss, I'm not tired."

The young lady rescued her from Chun Mama, gave her back her freedom, and now lets her manage such a big restaurant.

An Jin felt that all this was like a dream. She was now full of energy and just wanted to open the restaurant as soon as possible so that the ladies could make money.

"Miss, you only care about An Jin and not me." Fuling said with a pout.

Shen Qionghua reached out and pinched her chubby cheek with a bit of amusement: "I know you're doing well without asking. Have you gained some weight?"

Look at how tight the clothes made this summer are.

"Miss!" Fuling stomped her feet to express her dissatisfaction.

If An Jin hadn't asked her to try cakes all day, she wouldn't have gained so much weight.

"Okay, didn't you send a message saying that there was something important to discuss? What is it?" Shen Qionghua asked.

An Jin and Fuling instantly regained their serious expressions.

"Miss, please come with me."

An Jin led Shen Qionghua to the table and pointed at the dozen or so cakes on the table. He said, "These are the cakes my mother taught me to make. They are also the cakes I plan to sell in the restaurant. Miss, please try them and see if you like them."

Shen Qionghua looked at the pastries on the table. Most of them looked familiar, as they were made by An Jin in his previous life.

She sat down, reached out and picked up a piece of golden pastry that looked like a small bowl, put it to her mouth and took a light bite.

The crispy texture is inexplicably refreshing, and the egg custard-like filling mixed with a light milky aroma fills the mouth. It is soft and springy, sweet but not greasy.

The more you chew, the more distinct the sweetness in your mouth becomes, leaving you with an unforgettable aftertaste.

Shen Qionghua's eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on the corner of her lips. In An Jin's nervous and expectant eyes, she praised: "Soft and sweet, crispy and crumbly, delicious."

An Jin breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart finally settled down.

Shen Qionghua finished the pastry in her hand bit by bit, and then reached out to take another one.

It is round in shape, yellow on top, sprinkled with a layer of sesame seeds, and surrounded by white. When you take a bite, you can smell the aroma of egg yolk and the sweetness of red beans.

The two flavors complement each other when mixed together, and have a sticky feeling that makes you want to eat more.

After Shen Qionghua finished eating, she gave An Jin an approving look, obviously extremely satisfied.

An Jin had a big smile on his face, and his eyes were full of excitement.

Fuling couldn't control herself anymore, she picked up the serving chopsticks beside her and put them into Shen Qionghua's bowl.

"Miss, try this. I like it very much."

A thumb-sized sesame ball was placed in the bowl. Shen Qionghua picked it up and took a bite. His mouth was filled with the aroma of sesame. It was hollow in the middle and very chewy, but it made people unable to stop eating.

"It's really good."

When Fuling heard Shen Qionghua say this, her eyes lit up. She knew that the young lady had the same taste as her.

Then his hands turned into afterimages and picked up all the pastries on the table, successfully filling Shen Qionghua up.

Fuling looked pitifully at Shen Qionghua, who was hiccuping with a handkerchief covering her face, and her eyes seemed to be saying: Miss, now you know how I became fat?

Shen Qionghua burst out laughing.

"Miss, these pastries made by An Jin are so delicious, they are in no way inferior to those famous pastry shops in the capital." Fuling said excitedly.

Fuling didn't understand why the young lady would spend two hundred taels to buy a maid, but now she thinks it is totally worth it.

This is not a maid, it is clearly the God of Wealth.

"Miss, do you know how much effort An Jin put into making these pastries? She even built a giant oven specifically for this purpose." Fuling said.

"Oh, the oven?"

Shen Qionghua looked at An Jin.

An Jin stepped forward and said, "Miss, all the cakes I make need to be baked in an oven. This oven was also built by An Jin's mother."

Shen Qionghua's eyes flashed,

"You mean you're the only one who knows how to build this oven?"

An Jin nodded.

The smile in Shen Qionghua's eyes became even wider. This An Jin is really a treasure.

Since she is the only one who knows how to build this oven, it means that other pastry shops or restaurants cannot learn how to make it even if they want to, because these pastries are only available in her restaurant.

She has the final say on the price.

Moreover, the production can be expanded by hiring a few cooks who are good at making pastries and letting An Jin teach them. There is no need to worry that they will learn and run to other restaurants. Without an oven, everything will be in vain.

This way, An Jin doesn't have to stay in the kitchen all day and can just manage the restaurant.