Chapter 32

In the palace, two types of spirit food were placed in front of the Great Yan Emperor.

Today was not a day for eating spirit food, but the head eunuch still went to the Imperial Kitchen and ordered two types of spirit food. The imperial meal was already set on the table, but the Great Yan Emperor was looking out towards the outside.

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

The little prince asked: "Mother, Rong Yang brother didn't come. Will Father Emperor reward us princes and princesses with the spirit food?"

The Imperial Consort's eyes flashed: "As long as your Rong Yang brother doesn't come, it's likely he will reward it to you."

The little prince was delighted and ran back to keep watch.

The older princes also went to keep watch. Spirit food is precious; as long as it wasn't the first or fifteenth of the month, whenever the Imperial Kitchen made spirit food, the princes and princesses would keep it in mind.

When they saw Rong Juan walking over with the child in his arms, the little princes wilted. There was no share of spirit food for them. Compared to Rong Yang, they princes were like children picked up from the street; he was the real one, and they were all poor little things that no one loved.

The little prince went over to greet them: "Has Rong Yang brother had dinner?"

Rong Juan said: "Not yet."

The little princes' only hope was dashed, and then they asked: "It's so late, why haven't you had dinner yet?"

Rong Juan glanced at the little princes: "Coming to the Imperial Palace to mooch a meal."

The little princes: "......"

We know you brought Rong Yang brother to mooch a meal, but it's so late, why not eat at your own house! What would happen if you ate a meal at your house? The Rong Wang Fu isn't short of one dinner.

Rong Juan carried Rong Yang away, and the Great Yan Emperor saw that the one coming to mooch a meal had finally arrived.

Sitting back down, the Great Yan Emperor greeted: "Quickly bring my imperial nephew over. The spirit food is all ready. Come and keep your Imperial Uncle company for dinner—a portion of spirit vegetables and a portion of spirit rice. Once he's full, he won't fuss anymore."

The Great Yan Emperor still thought Qin Bi hadn't returned, and Rong Juan didn't say anything, scooping up the soft, mushy spirit rice to feed the child.

He packed up what wasn't finished and left the palace carrying the food box.

The Great Yan Emperor showed a look of confusion and sent a little eunuch out of the palace.

The little eunuch soon returned: "The Shizifei has returned from the small space in the Beast Realm."

"My spirit vegetables and spirit rice!" The Great Yan Emperor's heart bled with pain, and he gritted his teeth: "They ate a meal of my spirit food for nothing. Tell the Imperial Kitchen not to make spirit food for the little Shizi next time."

The head eunuch's mouth twitched; as long as the Emperor remembers next time.

Qin Bi was exhausted this time and slept for several days straight. During these days, Qin Tang and Rong Yan were all very busy. Their harvest from the small space in the Beast Realm was not small, and they were all busy at home processing the spirit beasts they had killed.

As for the spirit beasts teleported to the Qin Yan Hou Fu, Qin Tang and Rong Yan divided a few low-grade spirit beasts, and each kept one of the snatched artifacts. There were three left, and Qin Lang gave one summoning artifact to his father, Qin Tan.

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

As for the remaining spirit beasts? They all belonged to the fourth branch of the Qin Yan Hou Fu. There was no help for it; this was a bad habit left behind by Qin He. When she made glass and soap, those profits only gave the Marquis Manor a very small benefit.

By rights, the Marquis Manor hadn't divided the family, so the shops opened should have had the Qin Yan Hou Fu taking the lion's share, but Qin He wasn't happy. Relying on He Yan's protection, whenever she felt she was at a disadvantage, she would incite the second branch to divide the family.

Qin He's fortune value was high, so the old Marquis Qin Yan had no choice but to tacitly approve of Qin He's behavior.

Now it was fine; the fourth branch followed suit. Qin Di took all the spirit beasts. Fortunately, Qin Di wouldn't watch the Marquis Manor fall into decline, so he picked a few spirit beasts for the old Marquis Qin Yan and the Marquis Qin Yan.

Qin Tang had married a wife and had a son; Qin Tang tried his best to provide extra for his wife and son.

Qin Xun's son was still young, and Qin Xun would try his best to give the things he harvested from the small space in the Beast Realm to the child to nourish his body, hoping he could awaken a spirit root. As for his wife, at her age, Qin Xun dared not have any expectations.

In the third branch, Qin Lang was like someone showing off a treasure, taking out a small sweet potato and flaunting it to his father, Qin Tan: "Look at what this is? Father, it's not that I'm saying anything, but you've never even eaten this."

"Spirit food?" Qin Tan was so excited he almost knocked over his teacup.

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

Qin Tan took a small bite, his face thoughtful.

After listening to Qin Lang's rambling, Qin Tan realized how powerful Qin Bi was at killing spirit beasts. Originally, Qin Tan was excited after eating the spirit food, but as soon as he heard Qin Bi's fighting energy value was high, Qin Tan felt terrible.

In the entire Qin Yan Hou Fu, besides the Marquis Qin Yan, Qin Tan valued the Marquis title the most.

Without the connections of the Qin Yan Hou Fu, he couldn't even snatch a County Magistrate position. Qin Bi, this niece, had been outside with his third branch for so many years, and Qin Tan actually didn't know Qin Bi's fighting energy value was so high.

"This, this...... no way?!" Zhu Shi looked disbelieving: "How delicate is your Qin Bi Jiejie? If you said Qin He's fighting energy value was high, I would believe it. Can Qin Bi have a fighting energy value?"

Qin Lang blustered: "She's amazing."

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

Zhu Shi ate the sweet potato in small bites and stopped mentioning Qin He. Imagining it, Zhu Shi really found it hard to believe that someone as weak as Qin Bi could have a fighting energy value. If you said Qin Bi had your fortune, Zhu Shi would believe it.

But as for this fighting energy value, sorry, Zhu Shi really found it hard to believe Qin Bi had fighting energy.

She did have fortune; if she didn't have fortune, could she have married He Shizi and, after divorcing, married Rong Shizi? Even Qin He was a cut below in this regard. At the very least, the 'wife-killing' fates of He Yan and Rong Juan didn't affect Qin Bi.

Look at Qin He; she was engaged twice and almost died both times.

Therefore, Qin He's fortune was up for debate.

But Qin He was good at opening shops, had methods, had good talent, and was beautiful, so she did have some fighting energy value. It felt like Qin He had fighting energy; this girl was something else.

"Your Qin Bi Jiejie lacks courage." Zhu Shi said.

"Forget it!" Qin Lang didn't think so: "Not to mention anything else, she picked spirit fruits and said she was coming back, not dragging her feet at all. If it were Qin He, she would be nagging and giving orders again."

"Spirit fruits?" Qin Tan was startled.

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

Qin Lang chuckled. Qin Tan didn't ask further; he knew what was going on in his heart.

Zhu Shi: "......"

Qin Tan called Qin Lang to go to the fourth branch. Qin Tang and Qin Xun had also told Qin Di how powerful Qin Bi's fighting energy was. Qin Di sat in his chair for a long time without speaking. Qin Tan came over, sat in another chair, and also didn't speak.

The study was somewhat solemn. Qin Lang went to sit outside the room.

Half an hour later, Qin Tan and Qin Di went to the old Marquis Qin Yan's courtyard, calling Qin Lang along. Qin Lang told the story of Qin Bi's performance in the small space in the Beast Realm again.

Now it was fine; the old Marquis Qin Yan didn't make a sound.

And the Marquis Qin Yan, who arrived later, what could he say? He just felt stifled.

Such a good seedling for fighting energy, born in the Qin Yan Hou Fu, and they hadn't even noticed.

So, the Marquis Manor was in decline; who could they blame?