Chapter 426

Heir Xue's expression was surprised for a moment, and he understood that Qin He was angered.

Qin He said she wouldn't compare with Qin Bi, but actually, she knew whether she cared or not. Qin He had never put Qin Bi in her eyes, but Qin Bi was living better and better. Qin He couldn't accept it in her heart.

Hearing that Heir Rong gave the dividends of the shop they opened together to Qin Bi, Qin He couldn't stand this stimulation.

Being able to faint from anger could be big or small. Heir Xue couldn't care about being angry with Qin He and blamed Qin He's legitimate younger sister and Qin Yan: "Qin He is sick, why did you talk to her about Qin Bi? The two of them were already on bad terms."

Qin He's legitimate younger sister lowered her head, and Qin Yan said: "I didn't know sister Qin He would faint from anger."

Was this poor health, or a big temper?

Before, when Qin Bi and Heir He married, Qin He kept thinking about "one life, one pair." Because she had to become a secondary wife, Qin He was so angry every day that she was about to die, but she didn't do anything. How did she faint from anger this time?

Anger was anger, but fainting from anger, the temper was too big.

Heir Xue couldn't continue to blame her. Just as he was about to stand up and send someone into the palace to invite an imperial physician, Qin He finally recovered, opened her eyes, frowned: "Stop arguing, my head hurts so much, give me a cup of fruit juice to drink."

"Can't drink fruit juice." Heir Xue said.

Qin He frowned: "Nauseous and uncomfortable."

Heir Xue was helpless and had to order the maid to get a cup of fruit juice. Qin He's legitimate younger sister hesitated, and in order to show the good relationship between sisters, walked over, took the cup, and sent it to Qin He's hand.

Qin He held the cup and drank a few sips of fruit juice. Only then did her face look less ugly. Qin He's legitimate younger sister and Qin Yan could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

The two came to their sister's manor. Because they gossiped and made Qin He faint from anger, this word spread, and it didn't sound good. It was as if they liked to chew on tongues, and their reputation didn't sound good.

"You need to be open-minded in the future." Heir Xue advised Qin He: "Don't calculate everything. Just now I asked Qin Yan, you were unhappy because Heir Rong gave the shop's dividends to Qin Bi, right? They are husband and wife. It's only natural for Heir Rong to give Qin Bi silver. You are very unreasonable to be angry about this. You are angry, and your own body is uncomfortable."

Qin He shed tears, aggrieved: "Is it easy for me to open a shop? At the beginning of opening the shop, I worked early and late, and spent so much thought to make various soaps. I and Qin Bi are on bad terms, how could Heir Rong turn around and give the shop's dividends to Qin Bi? What has Qin Bi paid? The silver I worked hard to earn, why give it to Qin Bi?"

Giving it to anyone was fine. Even if Heir Rong took an outsider and gave the silver to the outsider, it would be better than giving it to Qin Bi. Heir Rong should have a concubine. If he had a concubine to fight for favor, there would be nothing for Qin Bi.

Qin He had all kinds of venomous thoughts in her heart, so angry she was about to die, her head dizzy and swollen.

Heir Xue was speechless, and Qin He's legitimate younger sister and Qin Yan didn't dare to speak, worried that Qin He would faint again.

Just now Qin He fainted, which scared them to death.

Qin He thought the more she felt aggrieved, and was powerless. Just as Heir Xue said, Heir Rong was willing to give the shop's dividend silver to whoever he wanted, and no one could manage it! However, Qin He was very angry and stifled.

Qin He cried loudly: "The silver I worked very hard to earn."

Qin He was truly aggrieved and stifled.

Heir Xue couldn't bear it anymore and reminded: "That is the dividend silver Heir Rong deserved. The silver was given to others. You care so much, Heir Rong loves to give it to whoever, you worry too much. If it spreads out, no one thinks you are reasonable."

Being angry also serves her right. Heir Rong's dividends, can you manage it?

Qin He choked: "You go, I don't want to see you."

Not following her words, Qin He didn't like to listen, and was also angry. She earned the silver, what was wrong with her caring about who it was given to? Giving it to anyone was fine, giving it to Qin Bi, she just couldn't accept it.

Heir Xue glanced at Qin He. Looking at this appearance, just now Qin He was only angry, and she was fine now.

Heir Xue left. Qin He's legitimate younger sister and Qin Yan looked, worried to death. Just now, they should have left when Qin He was fine. Look, they didn't leave just now, Heir Xue flicked his sleeves and left. It wouldn't be appropriate for them, as sisters from the Marquis Manor, to leave Qin He behind.

No way, Qin He's legitimate younger sister and Qin He had to stay for a while longer. Chatting with Qin He again, they only chatted about recuperating their bodies. They didn't dare to mention anything else, worried that Qin He would faint again.

Heir Xue arrived at the Xue Princess's courtyard. Fubao was also there. Qin He was sick, and the Xue Princess was worried about passing the illness to the child. Heir Xue's legitimate son and Fubao were both picked up to the Xue Princess's side.

The Xue Princess knew Qin He fainted and asked: "Is it okay? Why did she suddenly faint?"

Heir Xue didn't dare tell the Xue Princess that Qin He was fainted from anger. This word didn't occupy reason, and it was also unreasonable. It was like having a disease in the brain. Fainting from anger was also being full and having nothing to do.

If the Xue Princess knew Qin He had such a mind, she would have to consider changing the wife of the heir.

The wife of the heir must first be sensible and be a legitimate daughter of a noble family. However, it was known to everyone that Qin He was only a concubine-born daughter of the second branch of the Qin Yan Marquis Manor, not related to a legitimate daughter, and Qin He was too small-minded.

Heir Xue knew it was fine, and it wasn't good to let the Xue Princess know.

"The wife of the heir cares about me very much." Heir Xue sat down and had to patch things up for Qin He. The two were still very affectionate: "The wife of the heir was already sick, and I went out to drink with a few friends yesterday. The wife of the heir came to find me, probably from anger."

The Xue Princess snorted coldly: "What is called caring about you? In my opinion, this wife of your heir is jealous."

Heir Xue grinned: "Mother, the wife of the heir has me in her heart."

The Xue Princess didn't care and drank tea. Winter was cold. Because it didn't snow, it was dry and cold, colder than the wind when it snowed. Qin He's legitimate son was reading a book on the side.

Whether he could understand it was secondary. Heir Rong's little heir Rong Chi had already started reading memorials. If Heir Xue's legitimate eldest son hadn't started reading books yet, he would be compared.

Speaking from the heart, the Xue Princess looked at Qin He's legitimate eldest son, feeling sour in her heart. They were all grandchildren of the Qin Yan Marquis Manor. Rong Yang and Rong Chi were gathered with thousands of pets.

People's children would also grow up, carved with powder and jade, and the Xue Princess also felt sour in her heart.

Qin He's legitimate son didn't look bad either, tiger-headed and tiger-brained, also very cute, just different from that kind of little milk Tuanzi. Qin He's legitimate son looked very blessed, tiger-headed and tiger-brained, very strong.

Heir Xue also loved the child very much, held the legitimate eldest son, and taught him a few characters.

The child learned seriously. Fubao swayed over, deliberately showing off her cleverness. Heir Xue glanced at Fubao. This child's character was a bit like Qin He, too top-notch and competitive.

The younger brother was still small, and she didn't know how to let him.

Heir Xue couldn't help but think of Rong Yang. The child wasn't big, was a little milk Tuanzi carved with powder and jade, but was very loving to his younger brother Rong Chi. The child didn't seem to worry at all that Heir Rong was biased.

If it were Fubao, only afraid, she would have made a scene long ago.

"Fubao." Heir Xue held the legitimate son and stopped teaching the child: "Go play elsewhere."

"I won't." Fubao said.