Chapter 225: The Heir's Second Aunt Has Come Again

Qin Lang was stunned. Could this really work?!

"You..." Lady Zhu didn't know what to say. She usually ignored his pranks, but now the Marquis of Prince Anyuan's Fu had sent gifts: "Tell me, how did you fool them? You? Understand mystic arts?"

Qin Lang nodded in deep agreement: "Yes, I really don't understand. What's going on with the Heir of the Marquis of Prince Anyuan? I just waved a small tea bowl over his head, and he suddenly got better."

Lady Zhu: "..."

One lucky accident was one thing, but twice was suspicious.

Qin Lang truly couldn't figure it out. Since he had used the teleportation array more than once or twice anyway, he didn't mind activating it one more time. He took a small teleportation array from his storage bag.

"Teleportation arrays are very expensive," Lady Zhu said, feeling the pinch.

"This is the only teleportation array I have left," Qin Lang said, also feeling the loss. He unrolled the teleportation scroll: "I need to ask my father. The distance is too far; we can't do it without the array."

Hearing it was the only one left, Lady Zhu became even more reluctant: "Save it for when you really need it."

Qin Lang thought about it, put the array away, and opened the gift box. Inside were six boxes of famous pastries and ten small beast spirit crystals. It wasn't a heavy gift, after all, Qin Lang wasn't a spellcaster, let alone a mystic master.

The gift wasn't heavy, but it showed thought. The pastries were freshly baked, and the boxes smelled incredibly fragrant.

Qin Lang took the pastries and the ten small beast spirit crystals: "I'm going to visit my sister."

Lady Zhu asked: "Which sister?"

"Sister Qin Bi," Qin Lang replied.

Lady Zhu: "..."

Qin Lang walked out of the Third Courtyard, thought for a moment, then went to Lady He's courtyard. He gave her two boxes of pastries. Both Lady He and Lady Jiang, Qin Tang's wife, were surprised. Lady Lin smelled the fragrance and walked over.

"My sister Qin Bi earned this," Qin Lang told Lady He.

Qin Di and Qin Xun returned from outside. Hearing this, Qin Di asked: "What's the situation?"

Qin Lang explained that the Heir of the Marquis of Prince Anyuan had been unwell. After finishing, he beamed: "I just guessed blindly, but it actually worked. The Marquis of Prince Anyuan's Fu sent a message saying he's better again and sent a gift."

Everyone was speechless; it seemed unbelievable no matter how they thought about it.

"These pastries?" Lady Lin asked.

Lady He said: "Eat them."

Lady Lin opened the pastry boxes. Since Lady He had given the order, she sent two boxes to Lady Zhu. As the principal wife, Lady He could decide what to do with Qin Bi's things. Qin Lang had worked hard; he shouldn't miss out on even one pastry.

Qin Lang grinned, staying behind to eat the fragrant, crispy pastries Lady Lin distributed.

"The Heir of the Marquis of Prince Anyuan is your friend, right?" Qin Di asked Qin Lang.

Qin Lang nodded: "Mm, we've been getting close lately."

Qin Di said: "Don't fool people next time."

Qin Lang thought the same and nodded: "I don't understand mystic arts either. Next time I won't fool him. I suspect the Heir of the Marquis of Prince Anyuan had no illness to begin with; he saw a physician, and there was nothing wrong."

The Heir of the Marquis of Prince Anyuan had no illness; every time Qin Lang used his magic treasure, it was just a lucky guess.

While they were talking, Qin Tan arrived at the Fourth Courtyard. He had just returned and came straight here without even taking a sip of tea. Qin Lang told his father, Qin Tan, the whole story again, feeling smug. Fooling people was too easy.

Qin Tan's mouth twitched: "You and your sister Qin Bi are really good at guessing blindly."

Since Qin Tan had traveled all this way to return, Qin Xun went to the Rong Prince's Fu to fetch Qin Bi. The little bundle, Rong Yuan, came along. He wouldn't be attending court anymore; his Imperial Uncle had prepared a huge pile of memorials for him.

Qin Bi wore a summer ginger-yellow dress that made her face look bright and dazzling.

Lady Lin's eyes lit up. This sister-in-law was truly different now that she was the Heir's wife. Even Qin He, who loved to compare, couldn't match her in looks. Qin Bi was simply too beautiful; Qin He could at best be called a modest beauty.

"Sister," Qin Lang said, handing the ten small beast spirit crystals to Rong Yuan. The little bundle immediately took them, acting like a money-mad little thief. Qin Lang explained: "These are the thank-you gifts from the Marquis of Prince Anyuan's Fu. We wanted to send the pastries to you, but we all opened them to taste."

"It's fine," Qin Bi smiled lightly. She didn't mind her own family eating them.

After some pleasantries, Lady Lin and Lady Jiang took the pastries to feed the children of the Fourth Courtyard and Rong Yuan. The kids all ran into the courtyard, chattering happily. Only then did Qin Tan have time to talk to Qin Bi.

"Your talent is good," Qin Tan said. He was a product of the imperial examination, so his words carried weight. Sitting calmly in his chair, he said: "Cultivate diligently when you have time. Don't join Qin Lang in his nonsense. Is it your business if others are possessed by evil spirits?"

Just as Qin Bi was about to speak, Qin Tan raised his hand to stop her and said: "I see that every time you act, you must be a reincarnated great cultivator. Do not waste your cultivation talent. Meddle less in trivial matters."

Fine. Qin Bi closed her mouth.

Mentioning a reincarnated great cultivator made everyone think seriously.

"There are ten major immortal sects in this cultivation world," Qin Di said after a moment of thought. "I wonder which immortal sect this child is a reincarnation of. When cultivating, it would be best to lean towards that sect's arts."

Only by choosing the right arts could one achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Qin Tan also pondered. With their current vision, they couldn't tell.

Just then, someone from the Marquis of Prince Anyuan's Fu arrived again. Everyone had strange expressions. Had he been possessed again? The Marquis of Prince Anyuan's Fu and the Marquis Qin Yan's Fu weren't close enough to send people over at any moment.

The young servant entered the living room and grabbed Qin Lang: "Our Heir has a headache again."

Qin Lang looked at Qin Tan, who frowned.

"Why does he have a headache again?" Qin Lang had to respond.

The young servant thought for a moment and said: "Just now, the Heir's second aunt came to the Marquis's Fu again."

Qin Lang didn't want to get involved, but hearing this, he took interest. It was strange. Why did the Heir of the Marquis of Prince Anyuan get a headache every time he saw his second aunt? Once or twice was one thing, but every single time made no sense.

"Our Heir is crying. The Lady is extremely anxious," the servant said, pulling Qin Lang and refusing to let go. "Hurry and take a look. This time he is truly possessed; he couldn't fake this."

Qin Lang looked at his father again. Qin Tan waved his hand, and Qin Lang immediately followed the servant.

After Qin Lang was dragged away by the servant from the Marquis of Prince Anyuan's Fu, everyone stayed silent for a long while. What a mess! They didn't want to fool anyone anymore, but they had to. What was wrong with the Heir of the Marquis of Prince Anyuan?!

Qin Bi lowered her eyes, having a rough guess in her heart.

At that moment, the Lady of the Marquis of Prince Anyuan was also puzzled. Seeing her son with red, teary eyes and a wet handkerchief, she simply handed him a large towel. Let him cry. The Lady of the Marquis of Prince Anyuan was both angry and anxious.

Qin Lang and the servant took a carriage and arrived quickly.

Seeing the Heir of the Marquis of Prince Anyuan's bright red eyes in the courtyard, Qin Lang almost burst out laughing. Oh my heavens. Qin Lang pressed his lips to hold back a smile. The Lady of the Marquis of Prince Anyuan immediately stood up to welcome him.

"Please take a look quickly," the Lady of the Marquis of Prince Anyuan said. "As soon as his second aunt arrives, this happens again. This time it's worse than before. He was fine, and now he's crying. It looks like possession to me."

The basic signs of possession are a lack of spirit, as if the soul has been lost.

Then there is crying and making a scene. Although the Heir had had a headache for a long time, the Lady of the Marquis of Prince Anyuan hadn't taken it seriously. Even when Qin Lang said it was possession, she hadn't believed it. But this time, she truly believed it.