Chapter 140: Better to Reward with Several Baskets

Qin Bi's fighting spirit has nothing to do with cultivation base.

It likely relates to fortune and luck; fortune value and luck value can change. Qin Tan worried this ability might only work in certain places, and possessing a treasure invites crime; better to avoid trouble than seek it.

Qin Bi never had this ability before, at least not since childhood. Suddenly gaining a means to kill made her fear she might just as suddenly lose this skill.

Thinking about this now is superfluous. Luck is invisible and intangible. Only immortal sect mystic masters and shamans can fathom a person's luck; ordinary cultivators lack this ability.

Qin Di nodded and instructed Qin Bi: "You have just entered the path of cultivation; do not be too showy."

Qin Bi agreed. Since no one came to seize the small space in the Beast Realm, she had no need to kill: "I know."

Lin Yao and the Yan Guard warned their subordinates, and no one dared speak out of turn. Qin Tan and Qin Yan would handle the Hou Fu themselves. Next, everyone returned to the new small space in the Beast Realm to continue stripping the land bare.

As plants and soil in this small space diminished, it no longer attracted various factions.

Lin Yao had nearly been scared to death by Qin Bi just now. Now, with a grave expression, he said: "Young Lady of the Heir, you must know it is difficult for you and the Heir to have children. You should best not attempt to move the small space in the Beast Realm again."

Lin Yao's face remained pale, not yet recovered. Qin Bi felt somewhat embarrassed: "Very well, no next time."

Lin Yao's unease eased somewhat, but he dared no longer let the Young Lady of the Heir act recklessly. The Rong Wang Fu had already collected what it needed. The rest was handled by the Yan Guard. Lin Yao followed Qin Bi and Rong Yuan around.

The Qin Yan Marquis Fu stripped the land bare for two days. Qin Tan led his subordinates to gather supplies. His small county town was not picky; collecting a few items would suffice. Qin Lang assisted Qin Tan.

Willow branches and bush clover branches had been collected several times over, yet inferior twigs remained, which were shaved and bundled into neat piles.

One day later, the group activated the teleportation array to return to Jingcheng. Along with them came a pile of collected items, and the Ministry of Revenue's teleportation array site became busy.

Qin Bi held the little milk bun. The Rong Heir, dressed in a black heir's robe, came to meet them. The man showed neither joy nor anger. He took Rong Yuan in his arms, put one arm around Qin Bi, and led them into the carriage. The little milk bun looked up with adoration, babbling in a milky voice.

Rong Juan said: "You and your mother moved the small space in the Beast Realm?"

Rong Yuan: "..."

Qin Bi: "..."

She dared not look at the Rong Heir, feeling guilty. Although the child she carried was unharmed, risking the child the Rong Heir had so difficulty obtained was wrong. He had asked, and she had no reply.

Rong Yuan had played wildly in the small space of the Beast Realm during this period. Only now did she realize what had happened, and she obediently fell silent.

The Rong Heir turned his head to look at Qin Bi: "Are you uncomfortable?"

"You scared me, so I feel a bit uncomfortable," Qin Bi answered very sincerely.

Rong Juan grew anxious and reached out to take Qin Bi's pulse: "Where do you feel discomfort?"

Qin Bi sensed carefully: "Actually, nowhere is uncomfortable; it is just unease in my heart."

Regretful, Qin Bi deeply regretted forming the idea of moving the small space in the Beast Realm. She had been somewhat overconfident; what was the point? Great Yan needed a new small space in the Beast Realm, but the Rong Heir might not care for it.

For Rong Juan, the only thing that mattered was the child. Qin Bi had been rash.

Suddenly possessing powerful fighting spirit, she did not know how to use it, and her courage had grown.

Rong Juan carefully took Qin Bi's pulse. Finding no problems, he set his mind at ease somewhat. He sighed softly, took a prepared snack, fed a bite to the child, and then offered it to Qin Bi.

The atmosphere eased. Since the child in the womb was unharmed, everything was fine with Rong Juan.

"Father," Rong Yuan asked, "Did you just buy these snacks?"

Rong Juan's expression softened slightly: "Made by the Imperial Kitchen. I brought some for you and your mother."

Seeing the little one enjoy the food, Rong Juan took a whole rabbit-shaped snack and placed it in Rong Yuan's hand. He poured a cup of tea and fed it to Qin Bi beside him. Qin Bi drank; she was neither thirsty nor hungry, but if he fed her, she would eat.

Whether the Rong Heir loved her or the child in her womb, it was all the same. Qin Bi would not scrutinize these details.

Rong Yuan, cherishing the bamboo tube, held it to drink. The little milk bun even held it out: "Father, taste it. It is very sweet."

Rong Juan continued feeding the elder and the younger: "Keep it for yourself to drink."

The child gulped down several mouthfuls, appearing easy to raise. Yet Rong Juan wanted to raise him with great care. He, Rong Juan's son, must enjoy the best. Without Rong Yuan, how would he have known Qin Bi could bear him children?

He Yan was cursed to lose his wife and have no children. He, too, was cursed to lose his wife and have no children. When Qin Bi was diagnosed with a pregnancy pulse, Rong Juan's indifferent heart was like scorching lava. If Qin Bi could bear He Yan's child, perhaps he, Rong Juan, could also have offspring.

Thinking of this, Rong Juan pulled Qin Bi into his embrace. What good was being an emperor? He did not care for it.

Rong Yuan laughed gaily. Upon returning to the Wang Fu, the little milk bun could no longer laugh. Rong Juan had not scolded the mother and child, but he was truly angered by them. Moving the small space in the Beast Realm? Did they think his fate of being cursed to lose his wife and have no children was not hard enough?

Rong Yuan waited obediently for his scolding. Rong Juan could not bear to do it, and he certainly could not scold Qin Bi.

The Imperial Physicians from the palace arrived at the Rong Wang Fu almost simultaneously, one by one taking the Young Lady of the Heir's pulse to check if the fetal qi had been disturbed. After taking the pulse carefully, they found no problems.

"If her lifespan had not been damaged before, the Young Lady of the Heir's constitution is extremely good," the First Imperial Physician said to a colleague.

The colleague nodded: "The one at the Xue Wang Fu is not so; her constitution is extremely poor, and her fetal qi is disturbed at the slightest provocation."

Qin He could not endure the torment of morning sickness and had already given birth prematurely. It was impossible for her fetal qi to be disturbed now. Otherwise, Jingcheng would once again spread tales of how fortunate the Xue Heir's Wife was. If her fetal qi were disturbed, the Xue Heir and He Heir would surely rush to her aid.

The ladies and young ladies of Jingcheng were all envious. The child had already been born. Would she not be uncomfortable here and there upon returning from the small space in the Beast Realm? Even the Imperial Physicians felt it was quite a bother.

Both the Rong Heir's Wife and the Xue Heir's Wife came from the Qin Yan Marquis Fu; both were born of concubines, yet their temperaments differed greatly.

"The Young Lady of the Heir's body is extremely healthy," the First Imperial Physician declared.

Rong Juan's face was as smooth as jade: "Give rewards."

It was considered saving up fortune for the child. According to Rong Juan, there was no idle money to reward the Imperial Physicians.

Oh my, the Imperial Physicians were flattered, completely unexpected. They clasped their hands and said: "Heir, if you wish to reward, why not reward us with several baskets?"

"Cough, cough, cough..." Qin Bi could not hold back, laughed so hard she choked.

"Heaven above!" Without waiting for the Rong Heir's instruction, the First Imperial Physician quickly took her pulse again.

It was unnecessary. Qin Bi hurriedly waved her hand and said: "I choked, I choked..."

Rong Yuan took out the bamboo tube: "Mother, drink some water."

How could she be so delicate? Qin Bi refused: "I will not drink."

Rong Juan saw that Qin Bi was indeed only choked and said: "Reward them with silver instead."

The Imperial Physicians were not pleased; they did not want it.

Qin Bi wanted to laugh again. This transmigration was too interesting. Qin Bi said: "Reward you with several baskets."