Chapter 381

Qin Bi did not believe royal children were so innocent; she merely chose to believe the young prince had no guard against her.

Qin Bi pondered, and decided that rather than playing mind games, she should speak plainly: "I just had a sudden thought. I feel the royal family must be formidable, and the young prince's fortune is not bad either."

The young prince looked up, listening, while Rong Juan spoke in a childish voice: "Mother, the young prince brother is too small; his fortune is very weak."

If he cannot be raised, he will die young.

Qin Bi did not agree; she said, "Why not try? Borrowing the young prince's fortune requires no manipulation of spiritual energy. We just need to stand together, trust me, and work together to summon the rain-laden clouds."

The young prince thought for a moment and found it feasible; standing together should involve no special rules.

The young prince walked over, holding the summoning artifact, and asked, "Just stand with you, the Princess Consort? I should stand in front. Your lifespan is damaged and your constitution is weak. Although my spiritual palace is small, it is powerful."

Qin Bi let the young prince stand wherever he wished; she had simply had this sudden idea. The young prince felt he was too small for royal fortune to manifest, but Qin Bi believed otherwise.

The royal family should possess immense fortune.

"Let's make it clear first," Qin Bi said. "Will you lend me your royal fortune?"

After a pause, Qin Bi added, "If you won't lend it, then forget it."

The young prince asked, "Do I need to sign a contract with you?"

"That is not necessary," Qin Bi shook her head, holding the tea bowl to continue summoning rain, for speaking must not delay the summoning. "I figured this out on my own. Perhaps the young prince should go ask the Emperor's opinion."

The young prince felt somewhat reassured; if she dared let him return to ask his father, she had no ill intentions.

The young prince thought for a moment and said, "No need."

The young prince stood before Qin Bi: "My royal power is at your disposal."

Lin Yao stopped tending to the plants turning the soil, took the summoning artifact, and walked over. The young prince's cultivation was low, and his imperial fate weak; otherwise, such words would have already manifested his fortune.

Hearing this, Qin Bi felt a complex emotion rise in her heart, a slight warmth filling her eyes. She had once fought side by side with the royal family in the Half-Immortal Realm, conquering it and expanding its borders.

It was just that the Second Prince fell in love with her, and everything changed.

Why did he have to love her? She was of the Half-Immortal body, a being of the Immortal Realm, with no mortal heart. Even if the Second Prince possessed Half-Immortal cultivation, loving her would drag her down from the divine realm.

Gods and mortals are still different.

Later, a princess appeared, and the sworn brotherhood between Qin Bi, the Emperor, and the Second Prince encountered friction.

Regarding the royal family, Qin Bi felt some wariness and no longer wished for any entanglement, yet she knew this was not the Half-Immortal Realm, and the Great Yan Emperor was not the Emperor of the Half-Immortal Realm; they could not be conflated.

The young prince was still small, yet he said his royal fortune was at her disposal.

Qin Bi fumbled with the tea bowl, but as the young prince's words fell, a crack echoed in the sky. A thunderclap from the flat ground shook heaven and earth, as if infinite power surged from the horizon.

"Oh Mother!" The young prince was so frightened he sat down on the ground instantly; he was nearly scared to death.

Rong Juan shivered too, her eyes widening to the size of saucers.

Qin Bi's eyes widened too. What was happening? Summoning rain produced a lightning strike. Thunder was thunder, but why was it so terrifying? She looked up at the sky, seeing only a few dark clouds in the distance.

Lin Yao and Guard Yan were also greatly surprised, their expressions filled with doubt and shock.

Is royal fortune supposed to be like this?????

The young prince was very small, his fortune very weak, almost non-existent.

"That display just now," Guard Yan exclaimed in shock, "was incredibly powerful."

Guard Yan and Lin Yao stopped directing the plants to turn the soil; the plants were already lying flat on the ground, withered and limp. The two looked at Qin Bi and the young prince standing together in disbelief.

And Rong Juan, who was standing right beside them.

This, this... who caused that thunderclap in the sky??????

Lin Yao paused for a moment and said, "Continue summoning."

Continue summoning? Qin Bi waved her hand: "No more summoning. Where did that lightning strike just now?"

Even now, no one knew where the thunder had come from.

The young prince scrambled up from the ground: "Continue summoning."

"No," Qin Bi, thinking deeply, refused. "It might harm your royal fortune."

"How did you summon just now?" Lin Yao asked, as he had stepped away earlier.

This did not require Qin Bi to explain; the young prince pointed and said, "No formation. It was just me and the Princess Consort standing together. As soon as we stood in place, oh my heavens, there was a crack of thunder."

None of them could think of anything magical about it; there were no cultivation experts capable of forming arrays present. Standing together posed no problem, so the young prince stood beside Qin Bi again.

The instant the young prince stood in place, thunder rumbled in the distance, and thick, dark clouds rolled heavily toward them.

"Oh Heaven!" Guard Yan said to the young prince and Qin Bi, "Don't move. Just stand there."

Rong Juan thought she could move and was about to take a step when Lin Yao said, "Young Master Rong, do not move either. We do not know how this formation formed; if you move, the rain might not come."

Rong Juan took farming very seriously and did not move.

Everyone looked up as dark clouds rolled and surged, suddenly darkening the sky. Lin Yao and Guard Yan's hearts pounded with excitement; this rain would thoroughly soak the earth below.

"Pick up Young Master Rong," Qin Bi said urgently.

Guard Yan stepped over and lifted Rong Juan, keeping him in the exact same spot.

Looking up again, the dark clouds continued to press down. Guard Yan was overwhelmed with excitement. Not just them, but the people in Young Master Rong's fiefdom were all looking up at the sky, amazed by the sudden rain clouds.

The people in the fiefdom stood stunned for a while before discussing the news with joy.

Qin He rushed from the tavern to the window, peeked out, and turned back to her legitimate sisters with delight: "My luck has returned. Look, as soon as I arrive in Young Master Rong's fiefdom, heavy rain is about to fall. This looks like a torrential downpour."

Qin Han and Qin He's legitimate sisters also ran to the window to look, found it incredible, and immediately rushed downstairs in a flurry.

At this moment, many people had already gathered on the street, all delighted by the impending heavy rain.

Qin He's legitimate sister deliberately spoke loudly: "Sister Qin He, your luck value is so high. No wonder you have maxed-out luck. If you hadn't come to Young Master Rong's fiefdom, there would be no rain at all."

These words successfully drew the attention of those around. Those who recognized Qin He glanced over and knew this was the Princess Consort of Xue Wang Fu, the illegitimate daughter of Qin Yan Hou Fu, and a famous talented woman.

"I heard the Princess Consort of Xue Wang Fu has maxed-out luck."

"I heard that too."

"But that doesn't mean she brought the rain."

"That's true. There are plenty of people with good fortune; perhaps it belongs to someone else."

The crowd did not quite believe Qin He's claim as the legitimate younger sister. It was a baseless fabrication; who would believe such a thing?

Outside the city, the young prince was overexcited. As thunder rumbled, a torrential downpour poured from the sky.