Long Yang burst out laughing when he saw her greedy face.

He plucked a clump of waxberries from the tree and studied them incredulously, unable to comprehend his pregnant wife’s tastes. “Are they that delicious?” He had heard that waxberries were still very sour at this time of the year, and the mere thought of it made his lip curl.

Never mind—pregnant women had peculiar food preferences that differed from those of normal people.

Some liked sour foods, while others liked spicy ones.

Remembering a casual comment Zhao Qian had made in front of him, he cast a significant glance at Lu Liangwei’s stomach.

Apparently, sour cravings indicated that it was a boy, and spicy cravings pointed to a girl.

In that case, both children in Weiwei’s womb could be boys.

However, he had forgotten that his young and feisty Empress had been whining for spicy food a while ago.

Unaware of his elusive thoughts, Lu Liangwei stared at the waxberries in his hand and nodded, gulping her saliva. “Of course.” Actually, she had not been that fond of waxberries before she got pregnant, but now her mouth watered at the mere imagination of their taste. Of course, she sometimes yearned for spicy food too.

Nevertheless, spicy food could irritate the baby, so she stifled her craving and only allowed herself to appease it once in a while.

Long Yang paused. Seeing how eager she was, he said softly, “Then wait here while I wash them, and then you can eat them.”

There was a clear stream nearby, and he planned to wash them there.

“You can’t eat them right away just by washing them like that.” Lu Liangwei grabbed his arm.

Long Yang was startled. “Then how should I wash them?” He was even more surprised that Weiwei could still contain herself despite how hungry she was.

“There are usually insects hidden inside the flesh of waxberries. They have to be soaked in salt water for fifteen minutes first to be cleaned thoroughly,” Lu Liangwei explained.

Although she was dying to eat the waxberries right away, she still prioritized hygiene.

If it were other fruits, she would not be so fussy.

After all, the air in ancient times was fresher and less polluted, so most fruits could be eaten right away.

However, waxberries were different from fruits like apples—their flesh made it easy for insects to hide inside.

Long Yang, having never washed fruit with his own hands before, naturally had no idea about this.

As he listened to Lu Liangwei’s clear explanation, he was stunned.

A moment later, his slender fingers squeezed her rosy cheek. “You’re quite knowledgeable, Second Miss Lu. Did you read it from some random book again?”

Sometimes, she really did not seem like the Grand Duke Family’s daughter.

Most young noblewomen would never lift a finger to do any sort of labor.

Moreover, Weiwei had grown up being pampered by the Grand Duke.

He had never expected that she would know something so trivial.

He was certain that no other young noblewoman had this sort of knowledge.

Detecting the hint of confusion in his teasing remark, Lu Liangwei decided to play along. “That’s right. Some of the general knowledge in these books can be applied in daily life too.”

“Really? Then you’ll have to lend me that book sometime.” Long Yang gazed at her smilingly.

“No problem,” Lu Liangwei mumbled half-heartedly. There was no such book, and even if there were, it would not contain this sort of information.

Standing on tiptoes, she plucked a cluster of waxberries from a dangling branch and turned to put them into the basket prepared by Zhu Yu. She then took the other bunch from Long Yang and stowed them inside as well.

Some trees in the orchard were impressively tall, while others were much shorter.

Lu Liangwei made her way through each row, and sure enough, she managed to pick several relatively ripe fruit.

Zhu Yu could feel her teeth ache as she stared at the basket full of waxberries. “Miss, let me take them back and soak them in salt water.”