Chapter 32: Carrying the Food Box Out of the Palace

In the palace, two kinds of spiritual food were placed before the Great Yan Emperor.

Today was not a day for eating spiritual food, but the head eunuch still went to the imperial kitchen and ordered two kinds of spiritual food. Once the imperial meal was set on the table, the Great Yan Emperor gazed outwards.

Hearing this, several imperial princes ran back to the inner palace.

The young prince asked, "Mother, since Rong Yang's younger brother hasn't arrived, will Father Emperor bestow the spiritual food upon us imperial princes and princesses?"

The Imperial Consort's eyes flashed: "As long as your Rong Yang's younger brother hasn't arrived, I'd guess he will bestow it upon you."

The young prince, delighted, ran back to keep watch.

The older imperial princes also went to keep watch. Spiritual food was precious; unless it was the first or fifteenth day of the month, whenever the imperial kitchen prepared spiritual food, the imperial princes and princesses all longed for it.

When they saw Rong Juan carrying a child and striding forward, several young princes wilted. There would be no share of spiritual food for them. Compared to Rong Yang, they, these imperial princes, were like foundlings; he was the real one, while they were all unloved little pitiful ones.

The young prince went over to greet him: "Has Rong Yang's younger brother had dinner yet?"

Rong Juan said, "Not yet."

The young princes' only hope was dashed. Then they asked again: "It's so late, why haven't you had dinner yet?"

Rong Juan glanced at the several young princes: "Came to the royal palace to mooch a meal."

The young princes: "..."

They knew he brought Rong Yang's younger brother to mooch a meal, but it was so late; why not eat a meal at your own home? What harm would eating one meal at your home do? The Rong Prince's Manor wasn't short one dinner.

Rong Juan carried Rong Yang away. The Great Yan Emperor saw that the moocher had finally arrived.

Sitting back down, the Great Yan Emperor called out: "Quickly bring my imperial nephew over. The spiritual food is ready. Come eat with your imperial uncle. One spiritual dish, one spiritual rice. Eat your fill and stop making a fuss."

The Great Yan Emperor still thought Qin Bi hadn't returned. Rong Juan said nothing, scooping up soft, mushy spiritual rice to feed the child.

Pack up what isn't finished, carry the food box, and leave the palace.

The Great Yan Emperor showed a puzzled expression and sent a small eunuch out of the palace.

The small eunuch returned quickly: "The世子妃 has returned from the small space in the Demon Beast Realm."

"My spiritual dish, my spiritual rice!" The Great Yan Emperor's heart bled with pain. He gritted his teeth: "She ate a meal of my spiritual food for free. Instruct the imperial kitchen: next time, do not make spiritual food for the young世子."

The chief eunuch's corner of the mouth twitched. Next time, the Emperor just needs to remember.

Qin Bi was exhausted this time, sleeping for several days straight. During these days, Qin Tang and Rong Yan and others were all very busy. This trip to the small space in the Demon Beast Realm yielded great gains; they were all busy at home, processing the slain demons.

For the demons transported to the Qin Yan Marquis Manor, Qin Tang and Rong Yan and others divided up a few low-grade demons. They each kept one looted magic treasure, leaving three remaining. Qin Lang gave his father, Qin Tan, a summoning magic treasure.

Qin Di kept one summoning magic treasure and gave the other to the Qin Yan Marquis.

As for the rest of the demons? They all belonged to the fourth branch of the Qin Yan Marquis Manor. There was no way around it; this was a bad habit left by Qin He. She made glass and manufactured soap, yet these profits only gave the Marquis Manor a very small share.

In theory, since the Marquis Manor had not divided the family, the shops opened should have belonged mostly to the Qin Yan Marquis Manor, but Qin He was unwilling. Relying on He Yan's protection, she felt that if she suffered a loss, she would urge the second branch to split the family.

Qin He had high fortune value, so the old Qin Yan Marquis could only tacitly approve of Qin He's behavior.

Now it was good; the fourth branch followed suit. Qin Di took all the demons. Fortunately, Qin Di would not watch the Marquis Manor fall into ruin; he picked a few demons for the old Qin Yan Marquis and the Qin Yan Marquis.

Qin Tang married a wife and had a son; Qin Tang tried his best to give his wife and son special treatment.

Qin Xun's son was still young. The things Qin Xun gained from the small space in the Demon Beast Realm would be used to nourish the child's body as much as possible, hoping he could awaken a spiritual root. As for his wife at this age, Qin Duan dared not have any expectations.

In the third branch, Qin Lang was like someone presenting a treasure. He took out a small sweet potato and showed it off to his father, Qin Tan: "Look, what is this? Father, not to brag, but you haven't eaten this."

"Spiritual food?" Qin Tan, excited, almost knocked over his tea bowl.

"My sister found it." Qin Lang cut it open and gave a bit to Zhu Shi and Qin Tan: "Taste it; it's crisp and sweet. My brother-in-law the世子 gave me a few sweet potatoes, and I couldn't bear to eat them."

Qin Tan took a small bite, looking thoughtful.

After listening to Qin Lang chatter on, Qin Tan finally learned how formidable Qin Bi was at killing demons. Originally, after eating the spiritual food, Qin Tan was excited, but upon hearing that Qin Bi had high combat spirit value, Qin Tan felt terrible.

In the entire Qin Yan Marquis Manor, apart from the Qin Yan Marquis, Qin Tan valued the Marquis title the most.

Without the connections of the Qin Yan Marquis Manor, he couldn't even snatch a County Magistrate position. Qin Bi, this niece, had been with his third branch family outside for so many years, yet Qin Tan竟然 didn't know Qin Bi's combat spirit value was so high.

"This, this... could it be?!" Zhu Shi looked incredulous: "Your sister Qin Bi is so weak. If you said Qin He had high combat spirit value, I might believe it. Could Qin Bi have combat spirit value?"

Qin Lang shouted: "She's incredibly formidable."

Then, Qin Lang sneered coldly: "Don't mention Qin He to me; I haven't gained a single bit of benefit from her."

Zhu Shi ate the sweet potato in small bites. Not mentioning Qin He anymore, she imagined it. Zhu Shi found it truly hard to believe that someone as weak as Qin Bi could have combat spirit value. If you said Qin Bi had your fortune, Zhu Shi would believe it.

But as for combat spirit value, sorry, Zhu Shi found it truly hard to believe Qin Bi had combat spirit.

Fortune, she did have. Without fortune, could she have married the He世子, divorced, and then married the Rong世子? Even Qin He fell short in this aspect. At the very least, the "husband-killer" fate of He Yan and Rong Juan did not affect Qin Bi.

Look at Qin He; she was betrothed twice and nearly died both times.

So, Qin He's fortune is debatable.

But Qin He is skilled at opening shops, has methods, great talent, and is beautiful. She does have some combat spirit value. It feels like Qin He has combat spirit value; this girl is formidable.

"Your sister Qin Bi lacks boldness," Zhu Shi said.

"Oh, forget it!" Qin Lang didn't think so: "Setting aside other things, she picked spiritual fruits and said she was coming back, without a single bit of hesitation. If it were Qin He, she would be nagging and giving orders."

"Spiritual fruits?" Qin Tan was surprised.

Zhu Shi also looked at Qin Lang. Qin Lang: "..."

Qin Lang chuckled. Qin Tan didn't ask much; knowing the situation in his heart was enough.

Zhu Shi: "..."

Qin Tan called Qin Lang to the fourth branch. Qin Tang and Qin Xun also told Qin Di about how formidable Qin Bi's combat spirit was. Qin Di sat in his chair for a long time without speaking. Qin Tan came over, sat in another chair, and also said nothing.

The study felt somewhat heavy. Qin Lang went outside to sit.

Half an hour later, Qin Tan and Qin Di went to the old Qin Yan Marquis's courtyard, calling Qin Lang to go with them. Qin Lang recounted Qin Bi's performance in the small space of the Demon Beast Realm once more.

Now it was good; the old Qin Yan Marquis fell silent.

Then the Qin Yan Marquis arrived. What was there to say? He just felt his heart was blocked.

Such a fine seedling of combat spirit, born in the Qin Yan Marquis Manor, yet they failed to see it.

So, if the Marquis Manor fell into ruin, who could be blamed?