Chapter 240: Truly Good at Pretending

In this fictional cultivation world, there is a concept of fortune and Qi.

Seizing luck is a common occurrence, especially frequent among cultivation families. If a family manages to seize a top-tier fortune, it can bring glory to the entire clan. Seizing luck is nothing unusual in this world.

Good fortune is innate, and it is something that makes the world envious.

Qin Bi does not want people to touch her fortune. One's fortune belongs to oneself; if there is no necessity, it is better to keep one's fortune and luck well-guarded. Qin Bi might not have cared in the past, but ever since the appearance of the Marquis Prince Anyuan Heir's second aunt, Qin Bi has become very vigilant.

That woman is vicious, selfish, and self-serving; she can even discard her dignity to achieve her goals.

From this, one can see how important a person's innate fortune and Qi are. Some people will stop at nothing to touch fortune and dispel bad luck. Since that is the case, why not protect one's own fortune and luck well?

"This..." Qin Lang looked at the sky; it was getting late. "I'll try using the Half-Immortal power to plant things tomorrow."

It would have to be tomorrow. Qin Bi said, "I don't have any more watermelon seeds."

Qin Lang frowned, "I'll think of a way."

Lin Yao was truly uneasy about the spirit melon seedlings in the fields belonging to the Heir Consort and the little Little Junzhu. He gave a few instructions to the Ministry of Revenue official and called for everyone to return. Shortly after, the Ministry of Works also arrived, leaving people behind to help watch over the melon seedlings in the fields.

Qin Bi noticed this as they left and felt that giving away two melon seedlings was worth it, as someone was now helping to look after them.

Everyone walked toward the teleportation array. Rong Yan said, "Heir Consort, I'll buy two melon seedlings from you."

Qin Bi threw the problem to Qin Lang, "Buy them from Qin Lang tomorrow."

"Ah?" Rong Yan was stunned. Since when did Qin Lang also grow melon seedlings?! He had no idea.

Qin Xun and the others also looked at Qin Lang. Qin Lang was bewildered; he didn't have any melon seedlings.

Qin Bi explained, "Qin Lang is planting watermelons tomorrow."

Qin Xun asked Qin Lang about it before he understood what was going on. Everyone was skeptical. These were spirit melon seedlings, the kind the Immortal Sects were so stingy about that they wouldn't even sell them. Qin Lang said he could grow them just like that? Who would believe it!

As they were about to reach the teleportation array, Qin Bi suddenly instructed Qin Lang, "Guard your fortune and Qi well. If you can avoid taking anything from the Marquis Prince Anyuan Manor, don't take it, and don't give them anything either."

Qin Lang was puzzled, but he knew that the Marquis Prince Anyuan Heir's second aunt knew a thing or two. She could touch the fortune and Qi of the Marquis Prince Anyuan Manor, so naturally, she could scheme against others; she was truly not a good person.

"Alright," Qin Lang nodded. "I won't bother with the Marquis Prince Anyuan Heir anymore."

"No," Qin Bi smiled. "If he comes to you for a reading, you are a Half-Immortal; there are benefits to be had from reading for people."

"What kind of benefits?" Qin Lang's eyes lit up.

"I'll tell you tomorrow," Qin Bi said, keeping him in suspense.

The group reached the teleportation array. Once everyone had arrived, they activated the array and left the Barren Lands.

The Rong Prince Heir came to the Ministry of Revenue to pick up his wife and children. Rong Little Tuanzi ran over, and the tall, handsome man bent down to pick up the little bun. Qin Bi said a few words to everyone and boarded the carriage to go home.

He Zu rode his horse back to the Yan Guogong Manor. He Yan had not returned from the palace.

He Zu saw the Yan Guogong Lady and sat on a chair in the main hall, rubbing his teacup for a long time without speaking. The Yan Guogong Lady was surprised, "What's wrong? Did the Rong Prince Heir Consort give you a cold shoulder?"

He Zu shook his head and told her about Qin Bi and Rong Little Tuanzi growing spirit melon seedlings.

The Yan Guogong Lady was also surprised, and then she fell silent. He Zu drank some tea and then said, "I used to look down on the fourth branch's daughter of the Qin Yan Hou Manor and supported Qin He with all my might. After all, the Yan Guogong Manor's Heir Consort is noble beyond compare; it's not just anyone who can marry my cousin. Qin He can earn money and has fresh ideas, so she was more suitable."

He paused, lowered his head, and said, "Now that I think about it, I was too arrogant."

The Yan Guogong Lady sighed with deep regret. Qin He performed too well; she could open shops and come up with fresh little gadgets, so naturally, she attracted extra favor.

Qin Bi stayed in the inner chambers, which led everyone to be blind, mistaking a fish eye for a pearl.

The Yan Guogong Lady held her forehead, "It's already come to this, don't mention it anymore."

He Zu felt a tug in his heart; it was a very unpleasant feeling. If he hadn't been biased toward Qin He, would Qin Bi not necessarily have divorced? He Zu imagined what it would be like if they hadn't divorced, and he was filled with regret.

Even if Qin Bi had no skills, just the fact that she gave birth to Rong Little Tuanzi was enough to make the entire He clan regret it.

He Zu began to resent Qin He. She was truly good at pretending. Rong Little Tuanzi had already returned to the Yan Guogong Manor, yet Qin He still sent Fu Bao to the Yan Guogong Manor time and time again to ask for things. Who owed her anything?

At the Qin Yan Hou Manor, Qin Lang and Qin Xun returned and went to the fourth branch first. They mentioned that Qin Bi and Rong Little Tuanzi had grown spirit melon seedlings. Qin Di and Lady He were surprised, while Lady Jiang and Lady Lin both felt it was unbelievable.

"Are they really spirit melon seedlings?" Lady Lin asked again.

"Really," Qin Lang nodded. "My sister is going to let me try planting some tomorrow."

Thinking that he didn't have any spirit melon seeds, Qin Lang couldn't sit still. He got up and called Qin Xun to go find their cousin, the Heir Qin Yan. Qin Yan had extensive connections; finding him was the right way to get any kind of seeds.

Lady Jiang and Lady Lin also went out. Qin Di said to Lady He, "If we had paid as much attention to Qin Bi as we did to the legitimate daughter back then, it would have been better."

Lady He didn't speak. A daughter from a concubine was still inferior to her own legitimate eldest daughter. Lady He didn't think Qin Bi was a bad child, but deep down, she still favored her own legitimate eldest daughter more.

At the Rong Prince Manor, Rong Little Tuanzi happily told Rong Juan about the spirit melon seedlings they had planted. The Rong Prince Heir dampened a towel and wrung it out to wipe the little bun's face. The handsome face revealed a trace of surprise.

"How many?" Rong Juan asked.

"More than ninety," Qin Bi answered.

"Mother gave me a few," Rong Little Tuanzi said. His face was wiped clean, a powder-carved, jade-chiseled little doll, extremely cute. "Father, once the spirit melons grow, we won't have to go to the Immortal Sect to buy them anymore."

Rong Juan smiled, "Good."

He didn't worry about the younger one. Rong Juan dampened the towel again, wrung it out, and wiped Qin Bi's face. Qin Bi didn't move, but said, "I'll just wash my face; wiping it isn't as refreshing as washing it."

Rong Juan ignored her and continued to wipe her face gently, "Your body is weak, and you are prone to catching a cold."

Qin Bi let the man wipe her face. Rong Little Tuanzi followed Rong Juan around. The man finished wiping Qin Bi's face, threw the towel into the water basin, and said he was going to the Rong Prince's courtyard to pick up the younger son.

Rong Chi was carried back and threw himself into Qin Bi's arms, acting clingy.

Qin Bi hugged the little milk bun and cherished him as well. Rong Little Tuanzi followed along. Dinner was cold-tossed chicken; the spirit-planted chicken had just been stewed, and the chicken meat was fresh. Both Rong Little Tuanzi and Rong Chi loved eating it.

"Where did this come from?" Qin Bi asked.

"The Emperor sent it," Rong Juan said, feeding the younger son some light chicken soup. "The Emperor knew you and Rong Little Tuanzi went to the Barren Lands, so he sent a spirit-planted chicken. He He Shizi He sent a few strings of spirit fruits, and I also bought two spirit melons."

He He Shizi He sent things, some for Rong Little Tuanzi and some for Rong Chi.

"Don't go to the Immortal Sect to buy spirit food in the future," Qin Bi said, feeling the pinch. "It's expensive to death. If you want to eat spirit melons, wait until the ones I planted grow, and then we can eat them."