Chapter 348

Rong Yuan looked at He Yan with suspicious little eyes, and He Yan's heart skipped a beat.

Rong Yuan spoke in a milky voice: "Father went to the small space in the Demon Beast Realm; the things he got might be shared with Fu Bao, but my Rong Wang Fu father won't. Whatever he collects, at most half for me and half for my younger brother."

Sharing with his younger brother Rong Chi, Rong Yuan was willing; besides, his Rong He Shizi father had treated him well.

He wasn't even the child of his Rong He Shizi father, yet the Rong He Shizi father was willing to keep him; even if raising him was just to bring along his younger brother Rong Chi, Rong Yuan still thought it was very, very good.

Rong Yuan felt that loving his younger brother was no problem.

But sharing with Fu Bao? Rong Yuan was unwilling.

In the eyes of the little dumpling Rong Yuan, Fu Bao was nothing; Rong Yuan even hated Fu Bao. If asked what Rong Yuan would share with Fu Bao, Rong Yuan would be unwilling to share anything with Fu Bao.

The child from the Second Branch Aunt's family had nothing to do with him; they weren't close even when they walked together.

He Yan peeled a melon seed for the little milk dumpling; the little milk dumpling lowered his head and ate it with a gulp. He Yan's brows and eyes didn't move; regarding Rong Yuan's distrust, He Yan had no intention of explaining.

If protecting Qin He and Fu Bao meant protecting them, then so be it; what was there to explain?

He Yan peeled another melon seed; the little milk dumpling didn't snatch anymore, knowing this one was for his elder brother. He Yan fed the peeled melon seed kernel to Rong Yuan; Rong Yuan ate it, and the child didn't throw a tantrum.

"I have no other children," He Yan said. "Before, I simply didn't know you existed."

The child Rong Yuan nodded his little head understandingly: "What if Fu Bao comes asking for things again?"

He Yan looked at Rong Yuan, reached out, and pulled the little dumpling into his arms too. The little milk dumpling Rong Chi shifted to one side to make room for his elder brother; Father Rong Juan often held both of them, and being next to his elder brother was wonderful.

"Elder brother~" the little milk dumpling called.

Rong Yuan answered: "Yes."

He Yan watched how well Rong Juan had raised the two children, with no favoritism; while peeling boiled melon seeds, he spoke: "You say it; you are my child, Fu Bao is not."

Rong Yuan climbed up, stood on He Yan's lap, leaned his little head close to He Yan's ear, and whispered to He Yan.

The little milk dumpling Rong Chi was anxious; listen, what were they saying?

When Fu Bao arrived at Yan Guogong Prefecture, a servant reported: "He Shizi, Young Lady Fu Bao has arrived."

He Yan made no sound, and the servant stepped aside.

In the courtyard of Yan Guogong's Lady, Fu Bao acted cute and ingratiating; she wasn't foolish either, and pretended to be innocent while asking: "Didn't the little He Shizi from Rong Wang Fu come? Why haven't I seen him?"

Yan Guogong's Lady said: "He is in his father's courtyard."

Yan Guogong's Lady didn't think Fu Bao had come to play with the little milk dumpling; that one was too small. Fu Bao could probably play with Rong Yuan. As she spoke, the little Imperial Prince also arrived.

The little Imperial Prince said: "I came to play with Rong Yuan."

Yan Guogong's Lady was very happy: "Rong Yuan is in his father's courtyard."

The little Imperial Prince went to find Rong Yuan; Fu Bao bowed to Yan Guogong's Lady and followed along. On the way, Fu Bao kept boasting that she was the legitimate daughter of Yan Guogong Prefecture.

"This is my home," Fu Bao said. "Rong Yuan doesn't come often; I know Yan Guogong Prefecture better than he does. Little Imperial Prince brother, you can come play in my courtyard later; just see how big my legitimate daughter's courtyard is."

The little Imperial Prince didn't play along; he had come under orders.

If Fu Bao bullied Rong Yuan and Rong Chi, the little Imperial Prince would beat her.

As Fu Bao walked, she saw the flowers and plants in the courtyard, ran over, plucked a flower, held it in her hand, and sniffed it; it smelled so good. Little girls loved flowers; plucking a flower also let the little Imperial Prince see she was the legitimate daughter.

The little Imperial Prince grew worried; if He He Shizi favored one side, what would Rong Yuan do?

Passing through the covered corridor, the little Imperial Prince and Fu Bao walked and stopped until they reached the He Shizi's courtyard. He He Shizi was holding two children and peeling melon seeds to accompany them; He Yan had originally wanted to enter the palace, but as soon as he put down the little milk dumpling, the child would wail.

"Watch the children," the little milk dumpling said with a mouth full of words: "Stay home and watch the children."

Thus, He Yan couldn't leave.

Great families sometimes used flattery to destroy, but Rong He Shizi did not flatter Rong Yuan to ruin him; just for this point, He Yan had to treat the little milk dumpling like his own flesh and blood; besides, the little milk dumpling was so milky and cute, and He Yan cherished him greatly.

He Yan hadn't raised Rong Yuan when he was this small; raising the little milk dumpling once, Rong Yuan saw it and was happy; if He Yan didn't love the little milk dumpling, one could imagine he wouldn't love him much either.

As a powerful He Shizi of Great Yan, He Yan understood clearly.

Fu Bao tilted her head holding the flower, watching He Yan hold two children while peeling melon seeds; Fu Bao was not very happy and ran over saying: "He Bo Fu, are you really at home? Aren't you going to court?"

He He Shizi patiently peeled melon seeds: "Stay home and watch the children."

The little milk dumpling also said: "Watch the children; I am small."

"Rong Yuan, you are too unreasonable," Fu Bao imitated Qin He's lecturing tone, making herself seem very sensible: "As a little He Shizi, you should be sensible and shouldn't delay He Bo Fu from going to court."

Rong Yuan furrowed his little brows; this tone annoyed his mother.

Rong Chi didn't like hearing it and called sweetly: "Sister~"

"Calling sister doesn't mean you should be unreasonable," Fu Bao walked over: "This is not your home."

"Sister~" the little milk dumpling smiled sweetly.

Then, unexpectedly, he stretched out his little palm and slapped Fu Bao on the face.

Fu Bao was stunned, and the little Imperial Prince was stunned too; calling sister meant calling Fu Bao over to slap her; children had strength, and the chubby little hand slapped Fu Bao's face red in one go.

He Yan's eyelid twitched, and Fu Bao burst into tears.

He Yan said: "Rong Chi is a child; how much pain can hitting you cause?"

The servant glanced at their He Shizi, ordered the maids and nannies to go comfort Fu Bao, fetched a towel to apply a warm compress to her face, and tried to hide the fact she had been hit; the maid from Xue Wang Fu who followed Fu Bao's eyes turned red.

"He hit me," Fu Bao complained.

He He Shizi put down Rong Yuan, held the little milk dumpling, and said: "What does Rong Chi know? He was just playing with you."

The maid from Xue Wang Fu was unconvinced and was about to open her mouth to ask He He Shizi to take charge for their Young Lady, but was choked by these words; since He He Shizi said it was just a child playing, taking it seriously would make them look like troublemakers.

Rong Yuan took a few pieces of candy from the table and gave them to Fu Bao; Fu Bao was placated while eating the candy; her younger brother Xue Rui sometimes waved his little hands too, and hitting someone did happen.

It just hurt her face a lot; Fu Bao ate the candy and questioned: "Why is Rong Chi at Yan Guogong Prefecture?"

The little Imperial Prince wasn't foolish; he had been watching from the side since the little milk dumpling hit Fu Bao; He He Shizi was truly biased; now the little Imperial Prince could see it; biological children were indeed different.

"Mind your own business regarding Yan Guogong Prefecture," the little Imperial Prince sneered.

"I am the legitimate daughter of Yan Guogong Prefecture," Fu Bao emphasized, and looked at He He Shizi.

He Yan didn't say no; he just said: "Fu Bao, you are Xue family's child."

"But..." Fu Bao said, "I have come to the Marquis Yan Fu, and I am treated as a legitimate young lady."

He Yan narrowed his eyes: "That still does not mean you can usurp another's place."