Chapter 295: If You Want Wealth, You Have to Ask Him in the Palace

It was just that the Rong Heir never suffered a loss.

Just watch for now. Let He Yan raise others? Rong Juan sneered. He wouldn't sit idly by. Judging from the guard's report, He Yan only gave Fubao some unimportant magic artifacts.

There were only a few teleportation arrays. Qin He and Fubao were content because the He Heir hadn't given them anything for a long time. Suddenly getting a few magic artifacts, they became content.

Rong Yang got off the chair: "Father, I will go find Mother and younger brother to play."

Rong Juan said: "Go ahead."

The child ran into the courtyard. Qin Bi gave a washed spirit fruit to Rong Yang. The little milk bun opened his mouth: "Ah, I eat."

Qin Bi gave another spirit fruit to her youngest son. The child took a bite, very fierce. Qin Bi was speechless. He was truly the Rong Heir's child. This temper, not wronging himself at all.

Qin Bi accompanied the children to play and didn't ask about Rong Yang and the Yan Guogong Fu.

He Yan waited for a day and didn't see Rong Yang anxious. The He Heir couldn't sit still, and his heart was a bit unsure. He hadn't raised children and didn't know how to get along with such a young child.

After a long silence, He Yan packed up several magic artifacts and teleportation arrays: "He Zu, send them to Rong Yang."

"Should have sent them to Rong Yang long ago," He Zu was unhappy, nagging: "Instead of sending them directly to Rong Yang, you gave a portion to the Xue Wang Manor first. Rong Yang is your child."

He Yan pressed his brow: "The ones given to Fubao were some low-grade magic artifacts."

"In ordinary families, low-grade magic artifacts are good things," He Zu put all the things away: "They were prepared long ago, and they were all picked out. Look, you still have to send them to Rong Yang. Why didn't you do it earlier?"

He Yan was laughed in anger by He Zu's nagging: "Get out."

He Zu took the things and rolled away smoothly. When the Yan Guogong and the Guogong Lady heard that He Yan gave magic artifacts to the Xue Wang Manor, they didn't feel there was anything wrong. They had given plenty before, watched them grow up, and giving some cultivation magic artifacts was nothing.

But the Yan Guogong said: "I just hope they don't stick to us again."

The Yan Guogong had long seen that Qin He had been trying to curry favor with the Yan Guogong Fu with Fubao. With Rong Yang, the whole Guogong Fu was cold to Qin He. He was afraid that giving things would lead to more ideas.

The Yan Guogong Lady hissed: "They wouldn't, would they?!"

The Yan Guogong didn't say anything and drank a sip of tea.

At this time, Qin He had already taken Fubao to the Qin Yan Hou Manor to show off. The relationship between the Yan Guogong Fu and the Xue Wang Manor was stable; how could it be alienated just like that? Qin He's legal mother was very surprised.

"This Qin He," Cui Shi said: "She really has some ability."

The nanny pointedly said: "Could it be that she is really someone protected by the Heavenly Dao?"

"Fubao is someone the He family watched grow up, so they should always look after her more," Cui Shi pondered for a moment and said: "Qin He is going to the Beast Realm small space, so giving some magic artifacts is just that. It cannot be seen as Qin He's *Qi* luck."

The nanny said: "But the things are real."

Cui Shi took the nanny's words to heart. This was true. Even low-grade magic artifacts were treasures in ordinary families. Like fallen cultivation families, they couldn't even take out a few such low-grade magic artifacts.

Qin He's ability to get things from elsewhere had always made Cui Shi look at her with admiration. The He Heir's partiality seemed to have given Qin He a lot of *Qi* luck and blessings. These were things that Qin He, a concubine's daughter, couldn't touch, yet Qin He could always get them.

He Zu brought the magic artifacts and teleportation arrays to the Rong Wang Manor. In front of the Rong Heir, he gave them to Rong Yang. He Zu thought the child wouldn't want them, but Rong Yang looked at them one by one and put them all away.

He Zu grinned, opened his mouth, and wanted to call Rong Yang back to the Yan Guogong Fu. Thinking that Qin Bi was going to the Beast Realm small space, He Zu didn't open his mouth in the end. The child was still young, and Qin Bi would be gone for several days.

After He Zu left, Rong Yang picked out several magic artifacts and teleportation arrays and went to find Qin Bi: "Mother, which one do you want?"

Qin Bi was surprised: "You kept them?"

"They are mine! Don't take them for nothing," Rong Yang didn't seem to be sulking at all. After all, the child didn't show any unhappiness at home: "The teleportation arrays are all top-level teleportation arrays. Why don't you take them all?"

Qin Bi couldn't refuse Rong Yang's intention. Should she be serious with a child? Qin Bi leaned over to look, and the little milk bun also stretched his little head to look, babbling and pointing.

"Eldest Brother..." the little milk bun called out, looking at Rong Yang: "Want."

Qin Bi and Rong Yang were both pleasantly surprised. Rong Yang was overjoyed and immediately held the magic artifacts and teleportation arrays in front of the little milk bun. The child kicked his legs, and his little body pounced over.

Rong Juan stood tall and straight, reached out, and gently picked up the little milk bun: "You can call Eldest Brother?"

The little milk bun babbled: "Father..."

This was incredible. Rong Juan's expression was stunned for a moment, and then, a surprise burst out on his cold and handsome face. Holding the little milk bun, he felt as if he possessed a rare treasure.

Qin Bi stayed on the side, watching the Rong Heir holding the little milk bun, with Rong Yang spinning around, all of them doting on him. Then, the magic artifacts and teleportation arrays that were supposed to be given to her were all held in the little milk bun's arms.

"Do you have any use for them?" Qin Bi asked the little guy.

Rong Yang held the magic artifacts and teleportation arrays. They were his.

Rong Juan had sharp eyes and nimbly took a teleportation array from the child's hand and gave it to Qin Bi. Qin Bi took it, and Rong Yang took a magic artifact and gave it to Qin Bi. The little guy was anxious.

"Mine," Rong Chi said.

His pronunciation was clear; he was truly anxious.

Qin Bi didn't intend to return them to the little guy and looked at Rong Juan. Rong Juan said to the little milk bun: "Those are your mother's."

The little milk bun looked at Rong Juan's expression and didn't ask Qin Bi for them anymore, happily pulling at the pile in his arms. Rong Yang was also happy. He had said, don't take them for nothing. Look, younger brother liked them.

"You are truly a money-grubber!" Rong Yang said.

Rong Chi was happy: "Money, money..."

Rong Juan's heart stirred, and he stood up holding the child.

"Where are you going?" Qin Bi asked.

Rong Juan said: "Enter the palace."

Turning back, the Rong Heir called Rong Yang: "Rong Yang."

"Yes," he answered crisply. Rong Yang followed.

The Rong Heir took both children into the palace. His youngest son had said "money" three times in a row, so he had to get money. Rong Juan entered the palace to ask the Great Yan Emperor for things.

The Great Yan Emperor was angry. Oh, if you want wealth, you have to ask him in the palace?

But don't say, the Great Yan Emperor really ate this set. He picked several gold and jade blessing plaques from the treasury, as well as small agate and crystal trinkets. Eunuch Fu brought the tray and placed it on the desk.

The little milk bun immediately lay on the table, his little hands scratching. They were all his.

The Great Yan Emperor said unhappily: "When your mother goes to the Beast Realm small space and you can't find her, cry all you want."

Rong Juan frowned. The Emperor didn't have the demeanor of an adult. What if he made Rong Chi cry?

The Great Yan Emperor was in a bad mood and waved his hand: Get out quickly. He treated Rong Juan as a brother, but he ran to him to eat from the rich. He had seen that Rong Juan's youngest son was a little money-grubber. ===== CHAPTER 296 =====