Chapter 359

Rong Juan was not a well-behaved child either; after receiving twenty soldiers, he went to the palace to find the young prince.

"Brother Rong Juan," the young prince ran over: "What are you doing?"

Rong Juan, with a milk-sweet voice, said: "When you see the court ministers, tell them Father sent me back to the Rong Wang Fu."

The young prince: "..."

The young prince sized up Rong Juan; his small face was flushed, he hadn't been beaten, and it seemed he hadn't been scolded either. Fake. The young prince was an honest child who didn't know that a scheming kid was full of tricks.

The young prince was a bit confused and asked: "You can attend court every day, so why do you always make me deliver the message?"

"I am still small," Rong Juan said. "I won't attend court anymore."

So, the job of delivering messages still fell to the young prince.

"People don't believe me," the young prince said. "Unless you say it was for the white moonlight Qin He, and that Father sent you back to the Rong Wang Fu to vent his anger at her, otherwise, the ladies and young ladies of the various mansions won't believe it. As for the ministers, they don't believe a single word I say."

Rong Juan hesitated: "That is not good."

"Yes," the young prince nodded his small head. "He He Shizi hasn't done anything; saying that is not honorable. Besides, He He Shizi is your father; you shouldn't dig a pit for your own dad like that."

As an imperial prince, the young prince knew well that slandering powerful court ministers was not good; the Great Yan Emperor would not allow it.

If the young prince dared to try, the Great Yan Emperor would not be gentle.

Rong Juan thought for a moment, then gave up; the child wanted to leave the palace.

Eunuch Fu came looking: "Young He Shizi, the Emperor summoned you."

Rong Juan immediately became alert. Neither of his two fathers had accompanied him; he had entered the palace alone. If he were caught by the ministers and the Great Yan Emperor, he didn't know how many memorials he would have to carry home.

"What for?" Rong Juan asked.

Eunuch Fu indicated he didn't know. Rong Juan had no choice but to follow him to the Imperial Study.

Inside the Imperial Study, the Great Yan Emperor and the Prime Minister stopped talking and looked at the child.

The Great Yan Emperor beckoned. Rong Juan walked over, and the Great Yan Emperor said: "Rong Juan, start attending court tomorrow. Or, you can carry memorials home instead. You are not small anymore; you even have a younger brother."

Rong Juan: "..."

Given two choices, Rong Juan chose to attend court.

"Send your brother home," the Great Yan Emperor said. "He He Shizi must also attend court."

Rong Juan, with a milk-sweet voice, said: "My father at Yan Guogong Fu needs to take care of the child."

The Prime Minister's face twitched. The Great Yan Emperor said: "Of the two powerful ministers' heirs, one can stay home to take care of the child."

Rong Juan nodded. The child left the palace, accompanied by the young prince and Eunuch Fu. The little dumpling did not go directly back to Yan Guogong Fu but returned to the Rong Wang Fu. Upon entering the gate, he ran straight to the study to find his father.

Rong Juan repeated the words, delivering the Great Yan Emperor's message.

Rong He Shizi narrowed his eyes and pondered. He first dismissed Eunuch Fu. The young prince refused to leave, planning to mooch a meal today. Rong Juan intended to go to Yan Guogong Fu to pick up the little milk dumpling. He returned to the main courtyard of the He Shizi and asked Qin Bi.

"I am going to pick up Rong Juan," Rong Juan asked. "Do you want to come?"

Qin Bi hesitated: "Is it appropriate for me to go?"

The little milk dumpling had stayed at Yan Guogong Fu for half a day. Naturally, Qin Bi had thought about it and wanted to pick up the child herself. However, she had left Yan Guogong Fu after divorcing, so going there seemed inappropriate.

Who was Rong He Shizi? The heir of a powerful minister, a war god in fine clothes and on a spirited horse.

"There is nothing inappropriate. Accompany me," Rong Juan said. "We will simply enter the main hall."

Qin Bi had no choice but to submit. See? That is how domineering Rong He Shizi is.

It was only noon. Qin Bi was somewhat puzzled as to why Rong Juan was going to Yan Guogong Fu to pick up the child at this hour. Did he miss the child? The little milk dumpling Rong Juan was the apple of Rong He Shizi's eye.

Rong Juan paused, looked at Qin Bi, and said: "I am going to the small space in the Demon Beast Realm."

Qin Bi understood. He was going to the small space in the Demon Beast Realm to collect things. Rong Juan had been busy taking care of the child at home before, but now that someone was helping, Rong Juan could go to the small space in the Demon Beast Realm.

Picking up the child at this time was also his way of spending more time with him.

Qin Bi nodded and left the He Shizi's courtyard with Rong Juan.

In the carriage, the young prince and Rong Juan chattered away. In front of Rong Juan and Qin Bi, Rong Juan was a well-behaved little dumpling. He took out boiled melon seeds, put a handful in Rong Juan's hand, and then shared a handful with the young prince.

Rong Juan shelled the seeds and fed them to Rong Juan. The young prince was envious.

Qin Bi looked out at Jingcheng. The street passed a bustling restaurant. Rong Juan took Qin Bi's hand. Qin Bi turned around, and Rong Juan placed the shelled seeds in her hand. Qin Bi paused for a moment, then began to eat.

Upon arriving at Yan Guogong Fu, Rong Juan picked up Rong Juan, took Qin Bi's hand, and entered the mansion.

The Yan Guogong Lady's eyes immediately turned red, her heart filled with mixed emotions. If they hadn't divorced, how could it have come to this? The Yan Guogong also came out to receive guests. He Yan held the little milk dumpling and came to the front courtyard.

"Rong Juan," Rong Juan reached out: "Let's go home."

The little milk dumpling froze, then immediately wailed without thinking: "My..."

Qin Bi glared at him. The little milk dumpling choked. Oh, biological father; he couldn't cry.

He Yan's gaze flickered, and Rong Juan took the little milk dumpling.

Rong Juan and He Yan went to the study to discuss matters. Rong Juan followed Qin Bi and the young prince into the living room. The Yan Guogong Lady accompanied them, daring not to neglect Qin Bi in the slightest; otherwise, Rong Juan truly would not come to Yan Guogong Fu anymore.

"Aunt," Qin Bi addressed her.

The Yan Guogong Lady suppressed her emotions: "Rong Juan is very well-behaved."

"Rong He Shizi teaches well," Qin Bi said. She was not an innocent, naive fool; she could not keep silent. Some things had to be said: "Back then, my lifespan was damaged, so I couldn't attend to the child. Rong Juan has been raised by Rong He Shizi since birth, without handing him over to anyone else."

The Yan Guogong Lady's eyes grew moist. She nodded seriously: "Rong He Shizi has done a great favor for our Yan Guogong Fu."

Qin Bi did not respond to that. It was better if they knew. If she had known she was carrying He Yan's child, she would not have kept it. Since He Yan chose Qin He, the divorce had to be clean and complete.

"Rong Juan was a bit troublesome," Qin Bi changed the subject. It made no sense to rely on Yan Guogong Fu to raise the child, but the little milk dumpling was a little green tea; Qin Bi was helpless against him.

If he wasn't sent to Yan Guogong Fu, he would throw a tantrum. Fortunately, there was Rong Juan, so sending him to Yan Guogong Fu was no big deal.

As long as He Yan picked up the little milk dumpling, the Yan Guogong couple would not say anything, and no one else could say anything either.

Besides, Rong Juan truly doted on the little milk dumpling. Even Qin Bi lacked the confidence to scold the child.

Rong He Shizi himself had never scolded Rong Juan; how could she have the heart to scold the little milk dumpling? The entire Rong Wang Fu had expended a vast amount of foundation to save Rong Juan, which destined the little milk dumpling Rong Juan to a precious status in both families.

Whether at Yan Guogong Fu or the Rong Wang Fu, he was a treasured gem.

"She's quite the darling," the Marquis of Yan's Lady said with a smile. "We are one family, so there's no need for two sets of words. Rong Yang's younger brother is our Marquis of Yan's household's child; Rong Chi and Rong Yang are no different."

Qin Bi did not concern herself with these matters; there was Rong Juan, the heir, after all.

After Rong Juan finished speaking with He Yan, he came to the living room, called Qin Bi and Rong Yang, and they left.

Before departing, Rong Juan said to the Marquis of Yan's Lady, "Rong Yang will stay home to accompany his mother and will not come over for this period."