[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-transmigrated-to-a-wife-prosperous-husband-noble":3,"chapter-transmigrated-to-a-wife-prosperous-husband-noble-transmigrated-to-a-wife-prosperous-husband-noble-chapter-146":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Transmigrated to a Wife-Prosperous, Husband-Noble Life: The Childless Heir Raises Cubs",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1895854,2529,"Chapter 146: The Fortunate Great Yan Emperor","transmigrated-to-a-wife-prosperous-husband-noble-chapter-146",146,"\u003Cp>He Yan had just returned to the residence when he stopped, looking at the little bundle before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is Prince Rong's official business,\" He Yan told the child. \"Take it to Rong Juan and have him approve it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, the little milk bun did not call him father; instead, he tilted his small head back, deliberately letting He Yan get a good look at his delicately carved, jade-like face, and the child even hopped once. \"But he raised me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The meaning in the child's words was clearly a demand for him to repay the debt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Yan: \"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this were his child, He Yan would accept it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the courtyard blooming with flowers, a desk was set up. He Yan picked up a memorial to read. Beside him stood a small sandalwood stool. Before returning, He Yan had gone to the Ministry of Works and managed to catch a set of small tables and stools being finished; he took them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the time, the Vice Minister of Works was thoroughly puzzled. He wanted one set, then another. Are childless people this eccentric?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Yuan had small tables and stools he liked at home, so it was no surprise. Sitting on the small stool, he watched He Yan approve memorials. A servant brought out pastries one by one; the small treats were made with great delicacy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Yuan took a piece. The servant said, \"Little Prince, the melon seeds are boiled.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Okay,\" Rong Yuan said while eating the small treat. \"I'll wait.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>White lychees were brought up. Though it was a hot summer, the white lychees were ice-cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Eh?\" Rong Yuan ate one; it was very sweet. He swung his little legs. \"Where did these come from?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Yan replied with gentle eyes and brows, \"Grown by the Immortal Sect. One tree bears only this small plate of fruit; planting them is not easy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little milk bun ate the white lychees, looking at the small plate. The plate was full, holding about ten fruits. He noticed none were missing. Rong Yuan liked this plate of white lychees very much and ate another one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the pastries? The little milk bun picked one with an ordinary shape and ate it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Little Prince,\" the servant, being quick-witted, hurriedly asked, \"Don't you like these small treats with cute shapes?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he didn't like them, they wouldn't prepare them next time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Yuan shook his head. \"These must have been carefully prepared for other children. I won't eat them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The servant was bewildered. He Yan almost laughed in anger. What kind of temper is this? Compared to Fu Bao, who often came, the young lady's food was always exquisite, so the cooks in the residence had put in great effort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pastry molds were even made by the Ministry of Works, yet here, Rong Yuan wouldn't eat them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Yan did not indulge the child and continued approving memorials. After eating two small treats with ordinary shapes, the child stopped, sitting obediently and neatly on the small stool, refusing to eat a single one of the plates of pastries prepared specifically for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The servant glanced at his young master. He Yan didn't even lift his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Yuan stayed for a while, then left the courtyard and wandered into the garden. Fu Bao laughed heartily. The ladies were gathered in the garden. The child stopped, turned around, and wobbled back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Yan was startled and spoke up. \"I'll go with you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Yuan said, \"No need.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Yan stared steadily at the child for a few moments. Rong Yuan looked back in confusion. He Yan withdrew his gaze. If this child were his, he certainly wouldn't resemble him; this was not his personality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boiled melon seeds came out of the pot. The servant quickly brought over a plate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let me taste one,\" Rong Yuan said, picking one up to eat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After tasting it, Rong Yuan thought the flavor was excellent. He asked He Yan, \"Can you pack a plate for me? I'll take it home. My mother loves them too. She's carrying a younger brother and hasn't tried this flavor of melon seeds yet.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Yan's hand holding the memorial paused briefly, then quickly recovered. He gave an order. \"Pack a portion for the Little Prince.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is this for me to eat?\" Rong Yuan said. \"Since it was boiled for me, give it all to me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Yan glanced at him and nodded once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The servant hurried off and returned with a bag of melon seeds. Rong Yuan took it and went straight home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back at the Rong Prince's residence, the child ran to the Prince's courtyard to find Qin Bi. He gave the boiled melon seeds to Qin Bi. Qin Bi did not want to eat them; Rong Yuan could take things from the Yan Duke's residence, but she did not wish to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Juan took one to taste, then pushed it toward Qin Bi. \"Eat it. No use wasting it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Exactly,\" Rong Yuan pounced onto Qin Bi's lap. \"It's mine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Bi did not want anything from the Yan Duke's residence. She looked at Rong Juan. Rong Juan was startled, then gave an order. \"Go buy melon seeds. We'll boil them ourselves.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Yuan grew anxious. \"Why don't you value mine?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the child like this, Qin Bi suddenly felt at ease. She picked up a melon seed and said, \"The things your father gave you, I originally didn't want to share. But for the sake of our Rong Yuan, I'll taste one.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then was Rong Yuan happy. He grabbed a handful of melon seeds with his small hands and gave them to Rong Juan. The family sat in the courtyard eating melon seeds. Rong Yuan ran around the yard, remembered something, climbed into Rong Juan's arms, and whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No need to ask; it must be about the Yan Duke's residence. Only matters related to the Yan Duke's residence were things he wouldn't tell Qin Bi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Rong Yuan took the approved memorials to court again, the Great Yan Emperor was in high spirits. For the first time, he realized that Prince He could act as two people, managing even Rong Juan's share without any problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Great Yan Emperor dumped all the daily memorials on Rong Yuan. The child had also learned to be smart; as soon as court ended, he ran.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn't even made it out of the main hall before the Minister of War picked him up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Imperial Nephew,\" the Great Yan Emperor beckoned. \"You forgot your homework.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's not my homework,\" Rong Yuan said, looking utterly distressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where are the memorials? Where are the memorials?\" The Great Yan Emperor pretended not to hear and immediately called for Eunuch Fu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eunuch Fu and a little eunuch rushed over carrying memorials. \"Here we come, here we come.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Regardless of whether Rong Yuan wanted to or not, a little eunuch carrying memorials followed along. Eunuch Fu cheerfully escorted the little milk bun back to the residence. A young prince wanted to follow and play, but the Great Yan Emperor grabbed him by the collar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you stupid?\" the Great Yan Emperor said. \"Rong Yuan took so many memorials; how would he have time to play with you? Do you want to approve memorials?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing this, the young prince went quiet. Oh my, he was still so small; he certainly didn't want to approve memorials.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Rong Yuan returned home, Rong Juan was strolling leisurely in the courtyard with Qin Bi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Father,\" Rong Yuan, a tiny bundle, said with tears in his eyes but none falling. \"I got caught again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Juan's face darkened. Looking at the little eunuch behind him holding the memorials, he was speechless for a long time. Qin Bi was equally speechless. The Great Yan Emperor was truly a figure without precedent or successor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Go find He Yan,\" Rong Juan said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no other choice. Rong Yuan took the little eunuch and left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the Yan Duke's residence, He Yan's face also darkened. But since Rong Yuan had brought them, no matter how tired he was, He Yan had to approve the memorials one by one. This Great Yan empire might as well be given to him; it seemed only he was working himself to death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, Rong Yuan did not leave immediately; he sat nearby eating boiled melon seeds and playing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Yan simply handed him a relatively simple memorial to look at. Rong Yuan then flipped through the memorials while eating melon seeds. This situation had only lasted a few days before He Yan regretted it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he exhausted himself for the Great Yan Emperor's realm and people, not to mention his own child's life!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Yan stopped giving the children memorials, but it was too late. The Great Yan Emperor saw the childish handwriting the kids had used to annotate them and felt no sense of recklessness. The fortunate Great Yan Emperor's eyes lit up. Ho, another promising talent had emerged from the heirs of the two powerful ministers to share his burdens.\u003C\u002Fp>",1518,"2026-06-11T21:11:30.465Z",1,"Qwen3.5 122B","d133857c1fd400c6dcc6f15be96c05f7d0985c5794342e8eb10ae38e38c60a2b","transmigrated-to-a-wife-prosperous-husband-noble-chapter-147","transmigrated-to-a-wife-prosperous-husband-noble-chapter-145",596,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Ftransmigrated-to-a-wife-prosperous-husband-noble-cover.jpg"]