Chapter 283: The Half-Immortal World

Hou Fu was bustling with activity; inside the palace, the Great Yan Emperor stared at the young prince and Eunuch Fu.

Eunuch Fu stepped aside first. The Great Yan Emperor asked the young prince, "You only cared about eating. How many melons did your maternal grandfather's family buy? You even helped the Minister of War buy them basket by basket. Why don't you remember to buy a melon for me to eat?"

The young prince lowered his small head and stayed silent. The Great Yan Emperor said, "Have you forgotten you are a prince?"

"The palace bought spiritual melons to share with Fu Bao," the young prince raised his small head and said. "Rong Yuan doesn't like Fu Bao and won't sell to us. The spiritual melons bought last time were even shared with Fu Bao."

The Great Yan Emperor widened his eyes. "Qin He is the Chosen One. Isn't this to coax something out of her? Do you think your father is a foolish ruler? Giving her a spiritual melon for no reason."

"Besides, I provided the beast crystals," the Great Yan Emperor said discontentedly. "You just used the crystals to buy melons, but you didn't spend your own beast crystals. That is my private treasury."

The young prince was also discontented. "I didn't get to eat any either!"

Of the two spiritual melons, Fu Bao got one, and the young prince never saw the other.

"So you ate your fill outside and came back?" The Great Yan Emperor was not foolish; the young prince's little belly was round and full.

The young prince played dumb. Hehe, the watermelons in the Wilderness were truly delicious.

Inside Xue Wang Fu, Qin He couldn't help but lose her temper. They actually used two ordinary watermelons to deal with her. The maids and nannies stood like quails. Xue He Shizi knew Qin He Shizi hadn't given Qin He a spiritual melon, so he didn't dare say anything.

Qin He had always wanted to become the Hou Fu prodigy. Being undervalued was what Qin He could tolerate the least.

Fu Bao looked around. "Where is my spiritual melon? Mother said she would bring me back a spiritual melon."

Qin He was impatient and scolded, "No spiritual melon."

Hearing there was no spiritual melon to eat, Fu Bao threw a tantrum again, crying and making a scene without stopping.

The nanny from Wang Fei's side returned, entered the living hall, and saw Xue Wang Fei.

"What is she making a fuss about now?" Xue Wang Fei asked.

"The He Shizi's wife went back to her maiden home and returned empty-handed," the nanny reported. "Qin Yan Hou Fu is collecting melons in the Wilderness today. I heard the melons grew extremely well, and many people couldn't even buy them. They didn't give the He Shizi's wife a spiritual melon, and she is throwing a tantrum."

Xue Wang Fei pondered, "They didn't even give her ordinary melons?"

"They gave her two ordinary watermelons," the nanny said. "The He Shizi's wife despised them and refused to take them."

Xue Wang Fei felt somewhat disappointed. Without He He Shizi's arrangement, Qin He, a concubine-born daughter, would never have become a He Shizi's wife. Xue Qing was outstanding among the noble sons; there was no need to marry a concubine-born daughter.

Fortunately, Qin He had talent and was not an unknown figure in Qin Yan Hou Fu. With He He Shizi's matchmaking, Xue Wang Fei and Xue Wang agreed to this marriage.

Today, Qin Yan Hou Fu collected melons. Qin He went with full confidence, yet she didn't get a single spiritual melon. Xue Wang Fei sighed gloomily. Where exactly did things go wrong? Qin He used to be presentable!

Could it be that her luck...

Without the luck of Yan Guogong Fu to protect her, did Qin He become dim and colorless?!

Xue Wang came to the Wang Fei's courtyard. Xue Wang Fei mentioned the matter. "Your Highness, is there a problem with Qin He's luck? Before, Qin He had smooth sailing, but recently she has been struck by lightning."

Yan Guogong Fu was not much of a hope anymore. He He Shizi has a child, so one can scheme for some things, but going too far is not allowed. Therefore, the fortune and luck Qin He received were reduced.

"It cannot be," Xue Wang pondered for a moment and said, "The luck should be fine. Before the He Shizi's wife married, she had smooth sailing in Qin Yan Hou Fu, which shows the Hou Fu's luck was not bad for Qin He. Even without the luck of Yan Guogong Fu, the luck of Qin Yan Hou Fu still exists."

"A single Marquis's house, and one that just became a cultivation family," Xue Wang Fei said. "How much luck could it have?"

Xue Wang glanced at the Wang Fei. "What do you know? Even if Qin Yan Hou Fu is in decline, the fortune and luck of the Hou Fu have always been unpredictable. Luck that cannot be seen is the most powerful."

The royal family and nobles all knew clearly. Therefore, the decline of Qin Yan Hou Fu was very fake.

When Qin Yan Hou and Qin He Shizi went out, many nobles and cultivation families still showed respect. Qin He Shizi had a large network of connections; he was just low-key. Otherwise, how could Rong He Shizi and He He Shizi be friends with Qin He Shizi?

Without this incomprehensible luck, a concubine-born daughter of Qin Yan Hou Fu would never have had any contact with a Wang Fu He Shizi.

For so many years, the Great Yan Emperor, whose fortune value was maxed out, still occasionally checked on Qin Yan Hou Fu to see what kind of luck the Hou Fu had. The Ministers of the Six Ministries also sometimes cared a little.

However, for so many years, except for Qin He being somewhat different, the destinies of the others were very ordinary.

"Do you think the Immortal Gate would accept the He Shizi's wife as a disciple for no reason?" Xue Wang sneered. "The He Shizi's wife has average talent; she relies solely on the unique luck of Qin Yan Hou Fu."

Xue Wang Fei felt uncomfortable hearing this. Xue Wang had a Wang Cefei and concubines; he did not have only Xue Qing as a child. Qin He and Xue Qing rose and fell together. If Xue Wang said Qin He had average talent, Xue Qing was also looked down upon.

"That cannot be said," Xue Wang Fei spoke up for Qin He. "The He Shizi's wife is, after all, a talented woman in Great Yan."

Xue Wang was disdainful. Empty talk. A talented woman is not as substantial as a prodigy from a cultivation family. Holding a flower-viewing party, reciting poetry and painting to make a bit of a scene, and suddenly one becomes a talented woman.

Qin He had a terrible night, but Qin Bi slept extremely well.

In the dream, immortal birds flew over the palace. A light melody made people feel happy. Qin Bi didn't know how, but she sat on the Half-Immortal Emperor's throne listening to the immortal music. Various immortal birds flew along with the cheerful melody, and the fairies danced lightly.

Qin Bi's face was full of smiles. Suddenly, a lucky young boy clumsily mixed into the group of immortal birds.

Qin Bi looked at him, feeling familiar. The young boy turned his head and saw Qin Bi. "Sister, where is this?"

"Qin Lang?" Qin Bi came to her senses from the immortal world.

Suddenly, Qin Bi woke up. Rong He Shizi had just returned from the study after meeting with his advisors. He gazed at Qin Bi, who was still smiling at the corners of her mouth while sleeping. In an instant, clarity returned to Qin Bi's eyes.

"I had a good dream," Qin Bi said, her mood still good.

Rong He Shizi sat down and pulled Qin Bi into his arms. "What dream?"

"I dreamed of the Half-Immortal World," Qin Bi mentioned the Half-Immortal World vaguely. Rong He Shizi's expression didn't change. Qin Bi smiled, then said with a hint of annoyance, "Qin Lang appeared clumsily, and then I woke up. The fairies danced. What a good dream."

Rong He Shizi found it amusing and coaxed her to continue sleeping.

Early the next morning, Qin Tan got up to brush his teeth.

Qin Lang came to the main courtyard of the Third House for breakfast. He happily crowded up to Qin Tan. "Father, I dreamed of the Half-Immortal World last night. Guess how powerful my sister is in the Half-Immortal World?"

Qin Tan spat out the water and asked casually, "How powerful?"

"My sister sat on the Half-Immortal Emperor's throne, watching the immortal birds fly," Qin Lang said. He probably thought he was talking nonsense and chuckled to himself.

Qin Tan was too lazy to pay attention to him, washed his face, and went to have breakfast.

There were still unripe melons in the Wilderness. Qin Tan planned to return to the county office first, then go back to the Wilderness.