Chapter 246: Who Told You He Was Fooled?

Qin Bi returned to Hou Fu, first went to her own courtyard to wash up, then took Little Little Tuanzi to see He Shi.

"Mother," Qin Bi boasted, "the small watermelons I planted have started to grow. Later, I will pick some for you to pickle as small pickles. They are the small watermelons grown from the spirit melons of the Desolate Lands."

"You child," He Shi called Rong Juan over, took Little Little Tuanzi into her arms, and felt happy that Qin Bi always thought of her, yet said, "Spirit melons are rare. Let them grow. How can you pick them when they are so small?"

He Shi did not understand planting, so Qin Bi explained, "If a melon vine is to grow well, it is best to bear only one melon; if there are too many, they cannot grow. I was thinking of waiting until the small watermelons grow a bit larger, then pickling them. Mother, would you like some?"

He Shi smiled impatiently, "If you pickle them, bring them over."

This meant she wanted them, so Qin Bi became happy, and Rong Juan was also delighted.

Lin Shi hurriedly said, "I want some too."

Jiang Shi smiled and said, "I also love eating light, refreshing pickles."

Qin Bi smiled and agreed. Qin Yan's servant ran over to call; Qin Yan, Qin Xun, and several others were all waiting for Qin Bi in the main courtyard. As Qin Bi prepared to leave, Rong Juan hurriedly followed. He Shi was very easygoing and liked Rong Juan.

Upon learning it was related to Prince Anyuan Marquis Fu, Jiang Shi also went along. Lin Shi feared such mysterious things, but her heart was curious, so after a moment's hesitation, she followed too.

Arriving at Qin Yan's courtyard, tea was served, and everyone chatted idly.

"What is this matter with the Prince Anyuan Marquis Heir?" In Qin Yan's view, telling fortunes for others was nothing but fraud, but Qin Lang's 'Bumper Harvest Cloud' was indeed rare. Qin Yan was half-skeptical and said, "The Prince Anyuan Marquis family counts as a fallen cultivation family. The elders are all in seclusion cultivating, and only the Prince Anyuan Marquis generation manages family affairs. Although this family has fallen, everyone knows them, so it is hard to fool them too badly."

Qin Lang waved his hand, "I didn't fool anyone!"

Qin Bi became displeased, "Who told you he was fooled?"

Qin Yan was impatient. Who needed to tell him? Qin Lang originally did not understand fortune-telling, yet suddenly started reading people's fates. Not to mention him, even his father, Marquis Qin Yan, was speechless. Let alone believing Qin Lang understood anything about being a 'half-immortal.'

Just Qin Lang, a half-immortal?!

Jiang Shi leaned over to Qin Lang and asked, "You must have earned several beast crystals, right?"

Rong Yan was curious, his gaze probing. Qin Lang was insatiable, "Performing the spell once only yields two beast crystals."

Two is not bad, considering you don't actually know how to tell fortunes or read fates. Jiang Shi said, "That's enough. Do you still disdain earning two beast crystals per spell? Look how frequently the Prince Anyuan Marquis Heir comes; every couple of days he is possessed. Your beast crystals are just picked up for free."

"Oh ho!" Rong Yan was surprised, "Earning crystals like this?!"

No wonder many cultivators like to tell fortunes and commit fraud. Earning beast crystals is too easy. Just babble nonsense, and as long as people believe it, earning beast crystals is not difficult. This is far better than killing beasts in the small space of the Beast Realm.

"Do you actually know how to read fates for people?" Lin Shi was very suspicious.

"I do," Qin Lang almost got stuck by the question.

Seeing Qin Lang's expression, Lin Shi became even more suspicious. Qin Lang had hesitated for a moment, which clearly meant he was lying. Actually, Lin Shi could understand; if Qin Lang really wanted to read fates for people, he would have to pretend to understand even if he didn't.

Why do some fortune-tellers fail to gain belief? Because they ask questions while telling fortunes to make their predictions seem accurate. With this matter, those who believe truly believe, and those who don't find it hard to believe even if they want to.

Among the people in Qin Yan's courtyard, except for Qin Bi and Qin Lang, few believed.

These siblings were fooling the Prince Anyuan Marquis Heir. The Prince Anyuan Marquis Heir was indeed honest. But then again, the Prince Anyuan Marquis Lady had invited a wandering cultivator to read the Heir's fate, and there was indeed a problem.

"Sigh!" Lin Shi sighed deeply and sat down beside Qin Bi. It was truly hard to say if it was real or fake.

Qin Bi glanced at Lin Shi. She was really worrying for no reason.

If you don't believe, then don't. Lin Shi had no illness; sighing like this was just doing nothing but being full and bored.

Jiang Shi stood beside Qin Lang, looking at him with extreme suspicion.

Qin Yan sighed lightly and had to say, "Since you can read fate, then read it properly for the Prince Anyuan Marquis Heir. With all this drama, you have no credibility! Who believes you can do it? You can't even read one person's fate correctly."

These words were very cutting. Both Qin Bi and Qin Lang glared at Qin Yan.

"The Prince Anyuan Marquis family doesn't want the Prince Anyuan Marquis Heir to be well. Can you blame the half-immortal?" Qin Bi became displeased first. "Qin Lang told the Prince Anyuan Marquis Heir long ago. It is his second aunt who is poisonous. She keeps going to their house to soak up good fortune. The whole family cannot even stop a living person. Good words don't work, bad words don't work. They can't even send away the dead. They can't even agree to send away the living. The whole family is so cowardly; they can't send away the dead or the living."

Qin Bi got angry. Jiang Shi walked over to Qin Bi and spoke gently, "Well, they are an orphan and a widow. If they really don't let people enter the Marquis Fu gate, the Prince Anyuan Marquis couple would be accused by others of mistreating the second branch."

Qin Bi sneered and threw down the task, "Oh, so according to you, the Prince Anyuan Marquis Heir just gets to have his good fortune soaked up?"

Since the Prince Anyuan Marquis Fu did nothing, she and Qin Lang were even more unwilling to care.

Jiang Shi choked, glanced over, and saw that neither Qin Bi nor Qin Lang seemed anxious. She supposed that was right. What did it matter to Qin Bi and Qin Lang? Regarding fate issues, if they wanted to see it, they would; if not, they wouldn't. Whoever was suffering knew it themselves.

Hearing Qin Bi's words, Rong Yan also started worrying, "Consort of the Heir, how can the Prince Anyuan Marquis Heir get better?"

Qin Bi did not put on airs and spoke plainly, "Slap him with a big mouth. Slap his second aunt hard. If she has no good intentions and won't speak nicely, beat her up severely, and she won't keep thinking about harming people."

Everyone heard this and shook their heads repeatedly.

"This is inappropriate," Qin Yan opposed first. "Great families value their reputation. Bullying an orphan and a widow would be despised by noble families. As for 'soaking up good fortune'? Others won't believe such a claim."

Having said this, Qin Yan turned his head and asked Qin Bi, "Do you have any way to make people believe the second branch is soaking up good fortune?"

Qin Bi snorted, "Believe it or not."

See, Qin Yan sneered. Qin Bi had no solution either. After chatting for a long time, to be honest, the Heir and the others believed even less. Qin Lang only knew the Prince Anyuan Marquis Heir's second aunt was soaking up good fortune but couldn't explain anything else.

It was boring. Rong Yan stood up to take his leave.

Hearing that these juniors had gathered in Qin Yan's courtyard to chat about fortune-telling, He Shi laughed in anger. Let it be. He Shi was too lazy to manage it and only sent Qin Tang, who had just returned, to urge Qin Bi not to take the child back too late.

Qin Bi stood up to leave. Before going, she said to Qin Yan, "For the next two days, the Prince Anyuan Marquis Heir will have toothache on the right side, and tomorrow it will switch to the left. Didn't his cousin, the young Ding Prince Anyuan Marquis, generously offer one hundred taels of silver? Give it to him. His second aunt has cursed him so that he has no major illnesses, only constant minor ones."

Qin Yan: "..."

Qin Yan didn't believe it, but asking wouldn't hurt. Tomorrow, he would send a servant to inquire if the Prince Anyuan Marquis Heir had indeed switched to the other side for his toothache.

Qin Bi declared again, "The wind-cold won't get better either."

(End of Chapter)