Chapter 204: Still Don't Care

The Prime Minister froze, and the Minister of War was equally stunned.

Qin Yan sighed in frustration. Lin Yao, the number one strategist, opened his mouth, wanting to say, "Keep summoning! Everyone has collapsed; isn't this a perfect time to summon rain?" Yes, Lin Yao did not doubt at all that the Princess of the Heir could summon rain.

But the Princess of the Heir was willful; if Lin Yao asked directly, it would be too obvious.

Lin Yao had no intention of framing the Princess of the Heir; the prosperity of the Rong Prince's Mansion was shared by all.

Qin Lang also hesitated to speak. Qin Tan and Qin Di exchanged a glance, then Qin Tan said, "Qin Bi, how much spiritual energy have you consumed? If you have any left, keep summoning. It would be a shame to miss such good weather."

Qin Bi had no interest and was very direct: "I won't summon anymore."

Qin Tan: "..."

The young prince Yan Xun grew anxious: "Princess of the Heir, why stop summoning? There are so many dark clouds. Next time, the weather won't be this good. Summoning now would surely bring rain."

The son of the Great Yan Emperor had known since childhood to prioritize the world above all else.

Looking up, the dark clouds were almost completely scattered.

The young prince was very anxious. Qin Bi also glanced at the sky: "The dark clouds have dispersed. I can't summon anymore."

"The Princess of the Heir could clearly summon rain just now." The young prince Yan Xun stamped his small feet, anxious and angry: "Try again! Summoning rain from the Immortal Sects consumes a great deal of cultivation resources."

This was another little money-lover!

The Prime Minister also said, "Princess of the Heir, try again."

Since even the Prime Minister of Great Yan had spoken, Qin Di signaled Qin Bi: "Try summoning again."

"No." Qin Bi had no intention of exhausting herself; the days when she was powerless were long gone. Qin Bi said, "I could indeed summon rain just now, but someone tried to steal the credit with such high-minded righteousness. I'm unhappy, so I won't summon. No one can change my mind."

"This child, Great Yan is currently short on rain." Qin Tan signaled, thinking it was better to say she couldn't summon rain than to say she could; if she couldn't, no one could blame her. Qin Tan said, "The Prime Minister and the Minister of War are here."

The Minister of War wasn't blind. Today, Qin Lang had run to the Xue Prince's Mansion again and again to watch the spectacle, so he could roughly guess who Qin Bi meant by "someone trying to steal the credit." Sigh, this was far too immature.

"Princess of the Heir, you must prioritize the greater good." The Minister of War said, "Besides, your Qin Yan Marquis Mansion and the Xue Prince's Mansion are relatives, not outsiders. If Qin He summons rain, it would be a good thing for you too."

Qin Bi didn't like hearing this. She squinted and glanced at the Minister of War: "Then let Qin He go summon it."

The Minister of War: "..."

Qin He's entire family had collapsed; to this day, both Qin He and the Xue Heir remained unconscious. Relying on Qin He to summon rain was like waiting for mustard greens to cool down—too late. The Princess of the Rong Heir made her dislike for Qin He too obvious.

The Prime Minister pushed the Minister of War aside. You can't speak properly, the Prime Minister thought. He clasped his hands and said, "Princess of the Heir, you should be the one to summon!"

The Prime Minister was the head of the civil officials and indeed knew how to speak.

Unfortunately, Qin Bi said, "It's too late."

Everyone was puzzled. Qin Lang looked at the sky; there were still scattered dark clouds, barely dispersed. If they acted now to summon, they might catch the last batch of clouds and perhaps even bring a light rain.

It wasn't too late. Why did Sister Qin Bi say it was too late?

Qin Yan didn't believe it either: "You summoned strong winds and dark clouds once, so you can summon them again. Besides, you've already summoned such dark clouds and winds several times."

"It really is too late." Qin Bi said helplessly, "Summoning rain requires favorable timing, location, and human harmony. After all, my cultivation base isn't high enough; I rely on luck and summoning magic treasures. In previous summonings, I could always bring rain."

Upon hearing this, everyone was delighted.

However, Qin Bi changed her tone, pouring cold water on them, not even worrying about being blamed, and spoke bluntly: "But Qin He jumped out every time to show off. I was unhappy, so I wouldn't make it rain. Now, it's too late; there's no rain to summon, and all opportunities have been wasted."

These words were somewhat infuriating. Qin Bi didn't care at all about anyone.

"Comfortable now?" Qin Bi sneered, taking her anger out on everyone. Those who had indulged Qin He before would now bear the consequences together. Qin Bi lifted her chin: "Are you happy? None of you even care about the rain anymore."

Everyone was hoping for rain, yet Qin Bi deliberately provoked them.

Didn't everyone say Qin He and Fu Bao were blessed? If they thought Qin He was blessed, it simply meant they didn't care about the rain.

It wasn't contradictory. If Qin He hadn't jumped out, the rain would have fallen long ago.

Since Qin He was living smoothly, needing her to personally suppress the fortune of the Xue Prince's Mansion meant she didn't want rain. So, don't say you're hoping for rain on your lips; in reality, you don't care about the rain at all.

If you really cared about the rain, would things be like this now?

The Prime Minister, Qin Tan, and Qin Di were so angry their noses were twisted. Who was she provoking?

Qin He provoked Qin Bi, and as a result, everyone in Great Yan suffered the fallout and took the blame.

The Minister of War was a military general and was furious: "Who doesn't care about the rain? You clearly know the entire Great Yan is hoping for rain, and the common people eagerly await it, yet you refuse to make it rain. How can you mix your quarrel with your sister into such a major matter?"

Failing to distinguish importance from triviality was simply immature.

These words shouldn't have been said; the rain hadn't even fallen yet.

"I am merely a concubine-born daughter of the Qin Yan Marquis Mansion. What major matter could I possibly manage?" Qin Bi looked at the Minister of War in confusion: "Don't mention the rain anymore. Opportunities are fleeting; once lost, they never return. The chance for rain has already been missed. Find other ways quickly."

As if worried everyone would still have hope, Qin Bi added, "Just wait; not a single drop of rain will fall."

Qin Bi looked at the sky. In her view, Great Yan would not see rain.

In fact, the entire fictional cultivation world wouldn't see rain. Rain? The Heavenly Dao was protecting Qin He for nothing! Protecting Qin He must have consumed something, and this world was most in need of rain!

The Minister of War was furious: "Princess of the Heir, you cannot act willfully."

Qin Bi was too lazy to deal with people. The Prime Minister and the Minister of War, both furious, swept their sleeves and left.

Qin Di and Qin Tan were also angry. This child was so capable; she could take her anger out on everyone. Even the Emperor wouldn't punish nine generations of a family like this. Just because of one Qin He, there would be no rain at all.

Could she not summon it? Qin Bi was simply deliberately refusing to summon rain.

Qin Tan, with a grim face, was about to speak when Qin Bi handed a bundle to the Heir Qin Yan: "Here. Don't even think about summoning rain anymore. Several opportunities have been wasted; it's impossible for rain to fall now. This is a summoning magic treasure. Take it to summon rain to irrigate the fertile fields of the Marquis Mansion."

Qin Yan was stunned. He opened the bundle to look. Qin Lang poked his head in to peek and gasped in shock.

"Intermediate summoning magic treasure???!!" Qin Lang exclaimed.

Qin Tan excitedly pushed Qin Lang aside, glanced at it, and indeed saw a bundle full of intermediate summoning magic treasures. They would be more than enough to irrigate all the fertile fields of the entire Marquis Mansion; in fact, they would even suffice for the farmland in the county under his jurisdiction.

No words were spoken. Qin Tan was overjoyed and told Qin Yan, "Hurry and pack it away."

Qin Yan was also happy and immediately tied the bundle.

The young prince Yan Xun hadn't left; his jaw nearly dropped: "This is incredible. The Prime Minister and the others left too early."