Chapter 395: You Da

The young prince thought for a moment and agreed; Fu Bao had been born swallowing two auspicious clouds and had followed their scent straight into the palace.

The young prince leaned close to the Minister of War and said, "My imperial consort says Fu Bao should be killed."

The Minister of War shook his head. "If Fu Bao is killed, I fear the auspicious clouds will be destroyed."

Though young, the prince understood the importance of the auspicious clouds well. He nodded and dropped the subject, pulling the Minister of War aside to speak of the spirit vegetables in Rong He Shizi's fiefdom. The Minister's eyes flashed with keen interest.

"How about..." the Minister of War suggested, "you stay at Rong Wang Fu."

The young prince nodded. "I ate well today; I'll go tomorrow."

The Minister of War took a spirit vegetable out of the palace, planning to go home and boil noodles with coriander. With only one spirit vegetable, that was the only way to eat it.

The kitchen in the Imperial Consort's palace was also bustling; the young prince wanted spicy spirit-plant chicken.

Ever since Fu Bao arrived, the young prince hadn't eaten a whole spirit-plant chicken. Today, he could eat to his heart's content. If Fu Bao dared return to the palace, would Xue Wang have grounds to object? Subjects are not allowed to enter the palace without cause.

At this moment, Fu Bao indeed wanted to turn back to the palace, but Xue Wang could no longer stop her.

Back at Xue Wang Fu, Fu Bao threw a tantrum, insisting on entering the palace. Qin He thought it over and decided that if Fu Bao missed this opportunity, it would be a disaster. Opportunities belonging to Fu Bao must be seized tightly.

The wife of Yan Guogong had made it clear today that there would be no more cultivation resources for Fu Bao. Qin He felt a sense of crisis. Regardless of whether He He Shizi knew about this, Qin He did not want to remain idle.

"Ask your Uncle He to take you to the palace," Qin He immediately had an idea.

"Great," Fu Bao agreed.

Qin He sent someone to take Fu Bao to Yan Guogong Fu. At that time, Rong Juan was also at Yan Guogong Fu. The He family children had gathered there, and each had given Rong Juan a share of their harvest from the small space in the Beast Realm.

Little milk bun Rong Juan also had a full harvest; the child hugged a huge pile.

He Yan took out a brocade box and handed it to Rong Juan. "Ten high-grade beast crystals of various colors. You children like them; take them to play. Your younger brother Rong Juan also gets some."

Little Rong Juan nodded and echoed, "You da."

He Yan gave Rong Juan another storage bag. "High-grade spirit fruits and various spirit plants are all in this bag. I collected them especially for you. Take them. If you need anything else, tell Father."

Rong Juan opened it for a glance, and his black, shiny eyes lit up.

Little milk bun also poked his head to peek. "Wow."

Rong Juan was very satisfied with his father He Yan's performance this time, but still felt uneasy. He asked, "Did Father give Fu Bao the things collected from the small space in the Beast Realm?"

Before He Yan could speak, the wife of Yan Guogong hurriedly said, "No, no. Fu Bao came asking for them, but our Yan Guogong Fu has our own children to raise. We absolutely won't favor children from other families."

Rong Juan was truly satisfied now. He opened the small storage bag and grabbed a handful of green chili peppers.

"My father's fiefdom grew them," Rong Juan said. "Everyone, taste them."

The wife of Yan Guogong was stunned, then delighted. It wasn't because these chili peppers were spirit vegetables; after all, Yan Guogong Fu was wealthy enough to afford spirit vegetables. The main point was that Rong Juan had given them.

Rong Juan and Yan Guogong Fu were not close; everyone knew this.

Who would have thought that after a trip to the small space in the Beast Realm, he immediately won favor in the eyes of the children?

"Oh my," He Zu caught a green chili pepper. "My eldest nephew is still the best."

Rong Juan competed for attention. "I'm good too."

He Zu couldn't help but laugh helplessly. "Rong Juan is good too."

Little milk bun fluttered about, overjoyed. Seeing others happy made him happy. Yan Guogong and He Yan both thought little milk bun didn't look like Rong He Shizi's child at all.

Rong He Shizi, with his fine clothes and angry horse, was nothing like this cute child.

Look, how adorable little milk bun is!

Just as the whole household was happy, Fu Bao arrived, and everyone's smiles faded a bit.

"I'll send her away," the wife of Yan Guogong stood up.

"No need," He Yan looked at Rong Juan. "Let her come see us. We owe her nothing."

Rong Juan nodded, walked from He Zu's side to Yan Guogong's side, pulled boiled melon seeds from his pocket, and put them in Yan Guogong's hand. Yan Guogong was stunned, then immediately understood and happily started shelling the seeds.

Little milk bun Rong Juan: "????"

The child turned his head and looked up at He Yan, who was holding him.

He Yan: "..."

Rong Juan grabbed a handful of boiled melon seeds and gave them to He Yan. He Yan now had work to do: shell the seeds. The Guogong and He Shizi of Yan Guogong Fu were the family's leaders; who they favored was obvious to all.

Rong Juan was doing this just for Fu Bao to see. A wild child, how could she dare compete with him?

What if Yan Guogong Fu hadn't raised him since birth? They could raise his younger brother. What belonged to Rong Juan would not be missing a single bit. Both he and his brother were the little He Shizi of Yan Guogong Fu.

Fu Bao was fighting for the position of the legitimate young lady of Yan Guogong Fu. Heh. Rong Juan obediently let his grandfather, Yan Guogong, hold him.

Fu Bao entered the living hall. The young girl sensed the unwelcoming atmosphere and hesitated.

"Fu Bao," the wife of Yan Guogong put on the air of the head of the household and asked, "Didn't we just send you back? Why have you come again? Next time, send a formal invitation so we can prepare."

The maid accompanying her bowed, glanced at He He Shizi, and said, "Isn't our little Junzhu the legitimate young lady of Yan Guogong Fu? She has never needed to send an invitation to come to Yan Guogong Fu."

The wife of Yan Guogong frowned. Why bring up this matter again?

He He Shizi's expression remained calm as he asked, "What do you mean by that?"

The maid was stunned and nearly lost her composure.

"I am the legitimate young lady of Yan Guogong Fu," Fu Bao frowned, confused. "Yan Guogong Fu raised me since I was little. Yan Guogong Fu even has a courtyard for me. Naturally, I am the legitimate young lady."

The maid nodded. Exactly. Their little Junzhu had always been the legitimate young lady of Yan Guogong Fu.

"Yan Guogong Fu has no Fu Bao, the legitimate young lady," He He Shizi said, shelling a melon seed for little milk bun. He then ordered the guards, "Clear out the courtyard where Fu Bao lives to prevent anyone from developing improper thoughts."

The guards accepted the order, and the maid panicked.

Fu Bao also shouted, "Uncle He, I still need to live in my courtyard."

"You are Xue He Shizi's child, yet you presume to be the legitimate young lady of Yan Guogong Fu," He He Shizi said. "This won't do. Over the years, Xue Wang Fu has received my protection and gained many benefits. It is time to stop while ahead. Since you lack propriety, do not come to my Yan Guogong Fu again."

"No," the maid overstepped her bounds.

He Zu swept a cold glance at her, and the maid lowered her head in fear.

"I won't leave," Fu Bao waved her arms. "I will come again."

Immediately, Fu Bao recalled the purpose of her visit: "I still need to enter the palace."

A maid came in to ask Fu Bao to leave. Fu Bao refused to go, and the maid hesitated, looking for any room for negotiation; returning like this would mean losing both the lady and the soldiers, and the Young Lady's courtyard was already gone.

Fu Bao angrily pointed at Rong Juan and Rong Chi: "It's all your fault for competing with me. Uncle He doesn't like me anymore. You should be the ones leaving. Get out, all of you."

At these words, everyone of the He family's faces turned cold. He He Shizi ordered He Zu to drag Fu Bao out.