The incident at the residence of the Assistant Minister of the Court of Imperial Sacrifices spread quickly.
Minister Lin and Madam Lin nearly had their heads explode from all the invitation cards people were sending over.
“Tell me, why did this system become even more troublesome after turning into a human? Just look at all these invitations—it’s all people asking him to tell their fortune. Do those people really not know whether he can divine fates or not?”
This was clearly a gossip-eating system, not some fortune-telling master!
While Madam Lin irritably wrote refusals, she fumed. Those two rascals had shut themselves up in the courtyard since coming back, leaving this huge mess behind for them to clean up.
Meanwhile, Minister Lin was happily munching away at the snacks confiscated last time. Mm, the things that little girl bought were indeed delicious.
After rambling for a while without hearing any response, Madam Lin looked up—only to see her husband sitting at the table feasting.
“Lin Huan! You’re still eating? Do you want to end up like the Third Prince?”
Minister Lin hurriedly swallowed and said, “Of course not. I was just tasting them. That girl is obsessed with these things every day—don’t you think I should at least know why? But I must admit, these are indeed tastier than the ones I usually buy outside.”
Madam Lin rubbed her temples and sighed deeply.
Their youngest daughter truly took after him. Outwardly dignified, yet under that proper veneer was a wildly unruly temperament.
And such a flighty man had somehow become Minister of Rites—she really had no idea how.
“Come, come, Madam, try this dried meat. It’s really good. Tomorrow we should have that brat buy some more. She and Bai Xiao made quite a bit of money today—it’s only right they show us some filial piety.”
Minister Lin enthusiastically held a piece of dried meat to her lips. Though Madam Lin had still been angry, he somehow managed to coax a smile out of her.
And truthfully, it really did taste good. The cooks at home had never managed to make jerky this flavorful. No wonder that girl loved buying food from outside every day.
“But don’t say that sort of thing outside. Those two worked hard just to earn that little money, and you’re already eyeing it? It’s barely enough to fill the cracks in their teeth.”
“I’ve already increased that girl’s monthly allowance anyway. After all, now there are two of them spending.”
Yes—now they had to support a little husband too. That little allowance definitely wasn’t enough. She’d already struggled to make her own money last, and now there was another mouth to feed.
Still, thankfully that little system could earn money too. And since he was a son-in-law, an extra mouth hardly mattered.
(Bai Xiao: Who’s a son-in-law?! Who said I was a son-in-law?)
Unaware that Minister Lin was plotting after their earnings, Bai Xiao and Lin Mo were happily feasting at their own table.
They’d already spent a third of today’s earnings. Good food definitely had to come with a good show. Lin Mo was curious about how the Third Prince’s weight loss was going.
Chewing jerky, Bai Xiao mumbled, “His diet is… working, I guess. He’s lost about four jin so far. But his consort scolds him until he’s crying for his parents every single day.”
The Third Prince’s residence was indeed in utter chaos.
“Wuwuwu! I want to eat! I’m starving to death! Yesterday I only ate two meals, today I only had one bowl of porridge. If I don’t eat soon, I’ll be the first prince in history to die of hunger!”
The Third Prince collapsed over the table, wailing nonstop. Never in his life had he suffered like this. If only he’d controlled himself a bit during the festivals!
But his consort remained utterly unmoved.
She lifted his head, pinched his double chin, then his belly, and finally said disdainfully, “Still not enough. You dare complain about only two meals yesterday? The system said coarse grains—fine, you did eat coarse grains. But not several big bowls at once!”
“You stuffed down four cornbread buns in one go, and gulped three bowls of coarse porridge as if it were water. That’s pig feeding! Even the rake doesn’t eat as much as you!”
Just thinking about it made her furious.
She’d deliberately made those buns with the coarsest grain, so rough most people would choke on them. That was the point.
But this man had swallowed four of them in one sitting, rolling his eyes and gagging like some starving ghost reincarnated.
And the porridge—he drank it like plain water. How could anyone lose weight that way!
Bai Xiao relayed the scene to Lin Mo in real time, making her laugh so hard she honked like a goose.
“Goose goose goose! I’ve never seen anyone eat diet food like this! The Third Prince is a true talent!”
Still chewing, Bai Xiao sighed. “Indeed, a real talent. There’s nothing he won’t eat.”
Even Emperor Xuande and the Crown Prince, along with the Second Prince, were following the Third Prince’s progress.
When the report reached them, Emperor Xuande nearly bulged his eyes out.
“Four cornbread buns in one meal? Is he a reincarnated pig? Who loses weight like that?!”
Eunuch Li rubbed his nose and added, “I heard they were made with the roughest grain, the kind that scrapes your throat going down. The Third Prince’s gullet must be pretty sturdy.”
Then he nodded firmly. Wealthy families complained even about plain steamed buns being dry, yet this Third Prince had no problem at all. Amazing.
Emperor Xuande: …
The Crown Prince and Second Prince were also impressed. Their third brother was truly a gifted man!
If he ever fell to commoner life, he’d definitely survive—probably could even gnaw on tree bark!
After all this suffering, Emperor Xuande finally asked the only question that mattered: “So how much weight has he lost by now? After all that misery, surely it’s quite a bit?”
Eunuch Li coughed softly. “Around four jin… though yesterday he gained back two.”
Emperor Xuande: … Then what’s the point of dieting at all!
While the Third Prince’s weight-loss saga continued miserably, Lin Mo and Bai Xiao were carefree, roaming the capital in high spirits.
One day, Lin Mo, carrying a shrunken Bai Xiao and riding their piglet, suddenly ran into the Third Prince and his consort on the street.
Seeing the prince’s still-chubby face, the piglet snorted cheerfully.
Lin Mo grinned. “Third Prince, the piglet is greeting you.”
Third Prince: …
His consort drew a deep breath and smacked his fat belly with a loud slap. The sound alone proved his flesh was prime quality.
“Home. Keep dieting.”
Hidden in Lin Mo’s sleeve, Bai Xiao nearly died of laughter. 【That’s brutal. The poor Third Prince worked hard for a whole week just to get this one outing, and you sent him straight back.】
Lin Mo widened her eyes. 【What? I only said the piglet was greeting him! That’s all!】
She really hadn’t meant anything else!
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Lol, recognizing its own kind! He had such a good image before Lin Mo came and then it got destroyed and he became like this ...