Chapter 43: Heartache to Death

In the main seat, Rong Juan and He Yan sat upright, next to Heir Qin Yan and Qin He, Xue Heir.

Next were Qin Tang, Qin Jue, and others. Qin Han and Qin Yan sat together, and everyone talked and laughed. Since the Qin Yan Marquis Manor was upgraded to a cultivation family, there were more flowers and plants in the garden.

When the atmosphere was lively, the children made a fuss.

"I want to eat that plate." Qin He's Fubao shouted.

"I won't give it to you." Rong Yang covered the plate in Qin Lang's hand: "Rong Yang's."

Rong Juan and He Yan looked over, Qin Yan said: "Qin He, go over and take a look."

Qin He stood up and walked toward the flower bushes where the children were waiting with light steps. In the soft sunlight, some flowers were blooming, red, ginger yellow, orange, colorful.

It was about to be winter, and a few flowering plants made the garden very pleasing to the eye.

"What's wrong?" Qin He squatted down and asked gently to her Fubao.

"Mother." The little girl stomped her feet: "I want that plate of fruit, I like that plate."

Qin He looked at Qin Lang, Qin Lang held Rong Yang, Rong Yang said: "Mine."

Qin He smiled, stood up and walked over: "Rong Yang, right? I am your aunt. Can you share the fruit in the plate with your sister? Children should know how to share, everyone share and eat."

Rong Yang reached out to Rong Juan: "Father."

Rong Juan stood up, strode over, and took Rong Yang from Qin Lang's arms.

Rong Juan looked down at Qin He and her Fubao, sneered: "My son's things, no one is allowed to want."

Fubao cried, ran to find He Yan.

"He He Bo Fu, I want that plate of fruit." Fubao said: "And the auspicious cloud, this child has an auspicious cloud."

He Yan asked Qin Lang what was going on. Qin Lang couldn't lie. It was just that the child got a few plates of fruit, and everyone shared them. Rong Yang was small, Qin Lang held a plate for him, and the child held it and ate it.

Qin He's maid brought it, and Fubao felt it was hers.

"The auspicious cloud is mine." Fubao made a fuss: "Give me the auspicious cloud."

Qin He looked at the child crying and hiccuping, and smiled at Rong Yang: "Rong Yang, can you let your sister play with your auspicious cloud for a while?"

Rong Yang shook his head: "No."

"Then give your sister the fruit." Qin He took a step back.

Rong Yang was not happy either. Rong Juan sat down, took the fruit from the plate and fed the child. Still want fruit? Don't talk about Rong Yang, Rong Juan didn't agree. Also, Qin He, a concubine daughter, actually called his son's name directly.

Rong Juan narrowed his eyes, He Yan frowned: "Rong Juan, you spoil the child so much."

Rong Juan raised his eyelids: "Do you have an opinion?"

He Yan didn't talk nonsense with Rong Juan. The little girl cried and wanted the auspicious cloud. Qin He's eyes were red with heartache. In the past, Heir Rong was very easy to talk to. I didn't expect him to be so unreasonable this time.

"Rong Yang." He Yan asked again: "Really don't give it to your sister?"

Rong Yang didn't give it, Rong Juan narrowed his eyes: "My son's things, no one is allowed to snatch them away."

Rong Juan's words were pointed. Unfortunately, He Yan didn't understand, only a flash of anger on his face. He Yan took out a few spirit fruits from the storage bag for Qin He's child, and the little girl immediately broke into tears and smiled.

"My uncle gave it to me." The little girl showed off proudly: "You don't have it."

Rong Yang didn't say anything, Rong Juan laughed angrily: "Very good, He Yan, you are really generous."

He Yan's expression was indifferent, and he summoned another low-grade cloud cluster for the little girl.

Rong Juan's handsome face flashed with coldness, looking at Qin He and her daughter, and said to the little girl: "These things of yours are all my son's. Is it fun to snatch other people's things?!"

Now He Yan laughed angrily: "I gave it, how did it become your son's?!"

Rong Juan was too lazy to talk nonsense with He Yan, held Rong Yang and didn't pay attention to He Yan, and didn't pay attention to Qin He and her daughter. The child was not given to others. Rong Juan held Rong Yang and fed the little one full.

Qin Bi didn't hear about this until after dinner. When returning to the Rong Prince Manor, Qin Bi looked at the child a few times. Rong Yang was held by Rong Juan, and the child giggled, not taking the previous matter to heart at all.

Back home, the wind started in the sky, and tomorrow is winter.

There was no sign of winter during the day, but when the wind started, the temperature dropped.

Entering the living room, Rong Juan sat down. In front of Qin Bi, Rong Juan said to Rong Yang: "Rong Yang, you are my son, but the things in the Yan Guogong Manor are also yours. That family has no children and doesn't know of your existence. If they knew, they would definitely love you."

Qin Bi washed her hands and listened. Rong Yang was surprised: "I ran here?"

Rong Juan responded, with a smile in his eyes: "He Yan is also your father. He doesn't know you, but he protects other people's children. I hold Rong Yang in the palm of my hand, and He Yan dares to protect a wild child in front of you."

Rong Yang nodded: "What to do? Don't know me yet."

"He Yan has no children!" No one knew better than Rong Juan how much the Yan Guogong Manor longed for children. They were all red-eyed. Rong Juan said: "It doesn't matter if He Yan doesn't know you. There is also the Yan Guogong Manor. Since they love other people's children, let's poke his lungs."

Rong Yang was confused. Rong Juan said: "You go and be a little pitiful. They don't like to love other people's children, love them. He Yan's own child has become a little pitiful. When he knows it in the future, see how much he regrets."

"Okay." Rong Yang nodded: "I'll be a little pitiful, heartache to death."

"It's the entire Yan Guogong Manor." Rong Juan said: "Heartache to death."

Rong Yang nodded vigorously, milky and milky, and discussed with Rong Juan.

Qin Bi: "......"

Qin Bi knew very well how much He Yan longed for offspring. She could imagine that if He Yan knew that the child he treated so poorly today was his own child, that taste would be absolutely satisfying.

Rong Juan didn't want to give the son he held in the palm of his hand to He Yan. He raised him carefully and was close to him. Why give it to He Yan? Rong Juan loved the child, but didn't allow things belonging to Rong Yang to be given to Qin He's child.

Rong Juan wouldn't let Rong Yang suffer losses, so Qin Bi didn't care. If He Yan had other children, or if He Yan didn't love his own child, Qin Bi would stop it. There was no need to let Rong Yang lean over.

But He Yan longed for children, and the entire Yan Guogong Manor longed for children so much that they loved other people's children.

Rong Juan and Rong Yang discussed letting He Yan's child be a little pitiful, poking He Yan's lungs. You don't love other people's children, see how pitiful your own child is.

A strong wind blew all night, and early the next morning, the cold wind was bleak.

Before long, hail particles fell, mixed with light rain.

Rong Juan took a small bowl, held a small porcelain spoon and fed Rong Yang: "Eat full, go and squat at the door of the Yan Guogong Manor. In this kind of rain and snow, you are so small, squatting at his door, how pitiful it is."

Rong Yang nodded: "Okay, I'll eat full."

Qin Bi: "......"

"Eat meat." Rong Juan fed the child a piece of meat: "Eating beast meat won't be cold."

Rong Yang ate it, very actively letting He Yan's child become a little pitiful. ===== CHAPTER 44 =====