Chapter 440: How Could He Not Dote on Her

Rong Chi coaxed Qin Bi: "Play with me."

Fine, Qin Bi played with him, holding him while continuing to wash the spirit fruits in the water basin. Qin Bi knew how to coax children; she picked up an orange spirit peach still bearing green leaves and tore them off.

"This one is big." Qin Bi gave it to the child.

The child was delighted, having gained an advantage by getting a big one; little ones always recognized the big ones.

Rong Chi held the spirit peach and took a small bite, gnawing only the skin. The fresh peach flavor hit his mouth, and the child immediately drooled, biting with his small teeth. He was teething, and such slightly hard peaches tasted especially good.

Qin Bi took a bite of the spirit peach, creating a hollow. This made it easier for the child to eat. The freshly picked peach was a bit hard, and the skin was tough to chew. The little milk bun took a bite from where Qin Bi had bitten, and it was sweet.

"Sweet," the little milk bun said.

Qin Bi smiled and nodded. It was indeed very sweet, and the child was cute too.

She kissed him, and the little milk bun laughed heartily.

Qin Bi also smiled. She liked eating this kind of spirit peach. She counted; there were only five of these orange spirit peaches. Besides the one Rong Chi was eating, the others were still quite small.

The fruits were small, but their appearance was acceptable, with no flaws.

"Are these very expensive?" Qin Bi turned to ask Rong Juan.

Immediately after asking, Qin Bi regretted it. Why ask such a pointless question? She just felt these few spirit peaches weren't enough to eat, but orange spirit peaches were clearly top-tier among spirit fruits. It would be strange if they weren't expensive.

Rong Juan was preparing to go to the study. Hearing this, the man looked relaxed, a faint smile on his handsome face: "Not expensive."

Qin Bi didn't believe him: "Really?"

Orange spirit fruits were generally Orange Grade. How could they not be expensive?

"Do you like eating them?" Rong Juan asked.

Before Qin Bi could answer, the little milk bun nodded: "Delicious, so sweet."

Rong Juan smiled, his expression doting.

The man said nothing and strode off to the study.

Rong Juan planned to visit the Immortal Sect again. Judging by Qin Bi's temper, and seeing how He He Shizi had sent a pile of books to his fiancée, Qin Bi rarely asked for anything. From the look of things, Qin Bi really liked eating these Orange Grade spirit peaches.

Rong Juan had been reborn several times; who else could he hold in his heart besides Qin Bi and the child?

Just Orange Grade spirit fruits? Rong Juan could afford to raise them.

He had raised the Rong Shizifei with his entire Rong Wang Fu; how could he not dote on her?

Once Rong Juan left, the main hall became lively. Rong Yang also chose a spirit fruit he liked. The Little Prince let Rong Yang and Rong Chi pick. After the children finished choosing, the Little Prince and Qin Bi also washed and ate spirit fruits.

"Winter spirit fruits taste better than summer ones," the Little Prince said while gnawing on a fruit. "The flavor is different too. Winter spirit fruits have more of a true fruit taste. This one is very delicious."

"Let me taste." The little milk bun leaned his small body forward.

The Little Prince handed the spirit fruit over. The little milk bun took a huge bite, his mouth opening wide. Unfortunately, his teeth weren't up to it; he only managed to bite off a tiny piece. The Little Prince used a dagger to slice off a piece and put it in the little milk bun's hand.

He sliced off another piece and gave it to Rong Yang.

Qin Bi originally didn't want to interfere. The Little Prince wasn't her child; if Rong Yang and Rong Chi wanted to yield, let them yield. As long as her own child didn't lose out, Qin Bi would pretend not to see it.

However, due to her personality, she couldn't do it.

"Rong Chi," Qin Bi called the little one. The little milk bun turned his head. Qin Bi said, "Give the Little Prince brother a taste of your orange spirit peach too. Just a little bit, not too much."

Qin Bi was also a money-lover, but who knew? The little milk bun was simply stingy. He took a bite of the spirit peach, pulled it out of his mouth, and held the flesh in his small hand, offering it to the Little Prince.

"Little Prince brother," Rong Chi said. "You taste it."

Qin Bi: "..."

The Little Prince didn't mind the child's saliva at all; he took the flesh and ate it.

The Little Prince said to Rong Yang, "This Orange Grade spirit fruit is indeed different. The texture is better, with a taste like fruit after autumn frost. Rong Yang, you wash one and eat it too."

Rong Yang took three spirit peaches to wash. After washing, he gave one each to Qin Bi and the Little Prince.

Rong Chi stretched his small neck to look at the small basket: "How many Orange Grade spirit peaches are left?"

Qin Bi was speechless, pursing her lips, and said grumpily, "One left. I saved it for you."

Rong Chi felt relieved and continued gnawing on his spirit fruit.

After a few bites, Rong Chi handed the spirit peach to Rong Yang: "Eldest brother, taste it."

Rong Yang took a bite: "Delicious."

Rong Yang reciprocated, handing his own Orange Grade spirit peach to Rong Chi. His spirit fruit was small, while Rong Chi's was the biggest. There was no help for it; Rong Chi was the only true little money-lover in the whole family.

Rong Chi took a bite. Only then did Qin Bi speak to the Little Prince, continuing the previous topic: "You think winter spirit fruits taste good because you haven't eaten spirit fruits for a long time."

"Probably," the Little Prince said, fishing the spirit fruits out of the water basin. He handed the basin to the maid, who took it away. The Little Prince added, "However, I prefer the texture of winter spirit fruits."

Qin Bi nodded: "I also find winter spirit fruits delicious."

The Little Prince wiped Rong Yang's mouth. Qin Bi saw this. After the Little Prince finished, he sat down again and said, "Fubao doesn't come to the palace much now. When my grandfather sends me spirit fruits, I will bring them to Rong Wang Fu."

Qin Bi felt a bit embarrassed: "You eat them yourself."

The Little Prince said nothing and continued gnawing on the fruit.

Besides Rong Yang and the little milk bun, Qin Bi had no one to chat with, so she could only chat idly with the Little Prince. They didn't discuss anything else, just planned what ingredients to eat during the cold winter.

"Let's braise a spirit duck," Qin Bi suggested. "The manor still has spirit vegetables. Add Chinese cabbage and chili peppers. Ah, eating hot pot would be even warmer."

Rong Yang said, "Eat hot pot."

Rong Chi, in a milky voice, said, "Braise spirit duck."

"Arrange both," Qin Bi smiled. "What Rong Wang Fu lacks least is spirit ducks."

The guards immediately went to the manor farm to catch spirit ducks. The cook selected the types of spirit vegetables. Braising spirit duck required many seasonings. Hot pot must include demon beast meat, but ordinary demon beast meat was too tough for children to chew.

Rong Juan heard about this and sent subordinates to the Spirit Plant Street to buy demon beast meat.

The He Shizi's courtyard became busy, making the children extremely happy. Qin Bi said, "If only it would snow next. Eating hot pot on a snowy day, enjoying delicious food, how pleasant."

Qin He was not heartless to the Main God, nor was her lifespan damaged. Qin Bi planned to eat a good meal to nourish herself. Otherwise, with her narrow-mindedness, she would surely be angry. Qin He was not heartless to the Main God, but Qin Bi was heartless to the Main God; she couldn't be angry.

"Impossible," the Little Prince said, looking at the sky outside. "It's dry and cold, with no sign of snow. Even if it's overcast, it won't snow. My father and the Prime Minister are already discussing summoning snow."

This bone-chilling cold could not possibly be from snow.

Qin Bi, determined to have snow for hot pot, called Lin Yao: "Go to Qin Yan Hou Fu and ask Qin Lang for the Little Five Grains Abundance Cloud."