Chapter 223

The God of War, the Emperor, and her. The Emperor was the master of the empire, and she and the God of War expanded the territory.

Peace throughout the four seas, and a bountiful harvest.

But what was the result? What Qin Bi got in return was the abandonment of her immortal body and reincarnation. Qin Bi looked down from above; the Princess received no punishment, the God of War was still the God of War, and the Emperor, besides regretting his past actions, did nothing.

On what grounds? Qin Bi woke up in a fit of anger.

Opening her eyes, the Rong Shizi was not there; he had likely gone to the study to meet with his advisors. Rong Yang didn't like going to court, and he hadn't woken up yet. The little milk-bun was also sleeping soundly. Qin Bi took a deep breath and closed her eyes to ponder.

There was no moment that made Qin Bi feel more deeply the powerlessness of being a mortal after losing her immortal body and being reincarnated. Even if she knew her past life, so what? She couldn't kill anyone.

Fortunately, this was a fictional cultivation world, and it wasn't as if there was no chance to cultivate at all.

Since the immortal body was gone, then she would cultivate again.

The abilities of the Immortal Realm were different. During her reincarnation, she had made the best arrangements for herself. The world she was reincarnated into allowed for cultivation, so she didn't fear being unable to become a high and mighty existence.

Killing her way back wasn't realistic. Qin Bi recalled the scene of the world when she looked down from above: the land was parched, and the spiritual energy of all things was thin. Qin Bi sneered; they deserved it. Without her immortal arts, the Emperor was nothing.

Since he wanted to protect the Princess, he had to bear the consequences.

What God of War? The God of War mastered slaughter, but he was helpless against the spiritual energy of this world.

Withdrawing her thoughts, Qin Bi pondered how to increase her cultivation. Fortune value, luck value, destiny value, and life-span value—she had to max them all out, and the uncontrollable battle-energy value also had to be stabilized.

The Rong Shizi entered the bedroom. Qin Bi opened her eyes, her gaze towards the Rong Shizi very faint.

The Rong Shizi's heart skipped a beat. Possession? A flash of ferocity crossed his eyes.

For only an instant, Qin Bi regained her senses, her face bearing a bright smile, comfortable and content, her whole person very delicate. The Rong Shizi's ferocity vanished instantly, and he stepped to the bedside, leaning over to see if the two children were awake.

"Are the children not awake yet?" The Rong Shizi tucked the little quilt around his young son.

Qin Bi nodded: "They were asleep when I woke up."

As they spoke, Rong Yang woke up. With Rong Juan and Qin Bi both there, the little fellow didn't fuss or cry when he woke up, sitting up quietly. The Rong Shizi took the little clothes and dressed the little fellow.

Qin Bi watched, thinking she must increase her cultivation.

But she had been reincarnated and was not an immortal body; she knew nothing about cultivation. Blindly guessing wouldn't work either. Her gaze fell on the little fellow; how about letting the little bun set up a stall on the street to cultivate?!

Rong Yang was a little Shizi, his status noble. Qin Bi shook her head in her heart; that wouldn't work.

"Are you still sleeping?" the Rong Shizi asked softly.

"Not sleeping anymore." Qin Bi got up: "I was thinking about something."

"Your heart is not at peace, rest more when you have nothing to do." The Rong Shizi was full of patience for his wife and children; there was no need to suspect it was an act. The Rong Shizi didn't even go to court anymore; he couldn't be faking it.

Besides, as noble as the Rong Shizi was, was there any need for him to put on an act for Qin Bi, a concubine's daughter? There was absolutely no need.

The little bun Rong Yang was dressed in his little Shizi robe and followed the Rong Shizi, chattering: "Father, let's go kill spirit beasts to earn spirit beast crystals. Buying spirit food and spirit fruits is too expensive."

The Rong Shizi said: "Go eat at the Yan Guogong Fu; if you don't eat, Fubao will eat yours."

"Okay." The little bun nodded his little head: "But our Rong Wang Fu also needs to save up a family foundation. Once we kill spirit beasts and get spirit beast crystals, we can buy spirit food and spirit fruits for my little brother."

The Rong Shizi's eyes were gentle, and he said with slight dissatisfaction: "Rong Chi is not well-behaved; he is always chattering, saying that if there are good things, we don't give them to him. We, Rong Yang, eat first."

Qin Bi was good at having children, and both Rong Yang and Rong Chi were likable. Rong Juan only had a tiny bit of favoritism, but Rong Juan didn't care; favoritism was very common, and he didn't give Rong Yang any less of what he was due.

The little milk-bun Rong Chi woke up, saying "ah-ah" and waving his little hands.

Rong Yang said: "He is so talkative!"

"Yes, he really is talkative." The Rong Shizi looked disgusted on the surface, but the doting in his eyes couldn't be faked.

The child had soaked his little clothes in sweat overnight, so the Rong Shizi changed the little milk-bun into a clean and fresh little jacket. The little milk-bun happily blew bubbles and kicked his little legs coolly.

Qin Bi curled her lip; the Rong Shizi and Rong Yang were both so fake. They clearly doted on the little milk-bun, yet they pretended to be disgusted.

Once everything was tidied up, breakfast was served, and the family went to have breakfast.

After eating, the Rong Shizi told Rong Yang to go study, while Qin Bi held the little milk-bun to cool off under the tree in the courtyard. It was hot in the summer, and it became very hot as soon as the sun came out in the morning.

Qin Lang came to the Rong Wang Fu, and Qin Bi asked: "Have you had breakfast?"

Qin Lang nodded; he had already had breakfast. After sitting down, he said: "The Anyuan Hou Shizi and I were going to go shopping, but the Anyuan Hou Shizi had a headache and went home to sleep."

Qin Bi remembered that the Anyuan Hou Shizi hadn't been feeling well since the day it rained.

"Is he sick?" Qin Bi asked.

"I don't think so." Qin Lang said: "He's just sleepy and lethargic, not wanting to move. He took a few doses of medicine, but he's still listless. There's nothing else wrong with him, just exhaustion."

Work had arrived. Regardless of whether it was real or fake, Qin Bi intended to bluff: "He's possessed."

Qin Lang: "..."

Qin Bi thought Qin Lang would say it was absolutely impossible, but unexpectedly, Qin Lang hissed and pondered: "Now that you mention it, it's really possible he's possessed. The Anyuan Hou Shizi doesn't have any other problems."

Qin Bi rubbed her hands: "Let me take a look."

"You..." Qin Lang looked at Qin Bi: "Do you know how to exorcise evil?"

Qin Bi didn't, but she couldn't just do nothing. She roughly asked about the Anyuan Hou Shizi's situation; there was no major illness, just a headache and exhaustion.

Qin Bi's mind stirred, and she gave an idea: "Go ask the Anyuan Hou Shizi who he has met, whether he stayed with someone for a while, and then felt exhausted afterward but couldn't sleep."

Qin Lang had time now, so he ran to ask the Anyuan Hou Shizi.

The Anyuan Hou Shizi looked at him sideways: "Why are you asking about this?"

Qin Lang said directly: "I suspect you're possessed."

The Anyuan Hou Shizi didn't believe it at all, but his head was uncomfortable; it hurt a lot. Pressing his forehead, the Anyuan Hou Shizi thought carefully and said: "The first time my head hurt and I felt uncomfortable was at a family gathering. My Second Aunt came to the Marquis Manor first, and my mother and Second Aunt were chatting. I was there too. When I went back, I had a headache. I drank a few doses of herbal medicine for a cold, but now the headache is getting worse."

After finishing, the Anyuan Hou Shizi and Qin Lang looked at each other. Was this possession?

Qin Lang didn't know either, so he went back to ask Qin Bi. The Anyuan Hou Shizi watched Qin Lang leave and felt sour; that was it, he didn't understand anything. The Anyuan Hou Shizi had no heart to think and went back to his room to rest.

Qin Lang went to the Rong Wang Fu and explained the situation. Qin Bi guessed blindly that the Anyuan Hou Shizi might be possessed. She had nothing, so she simply gave Qin Lang a small teacup without any patterns drawn on it.

Grabbing a handful of small spirit beast crystals, she put them into the small teacup and instructed: "Just shake it over the Anyuan Hou Shizi's head."