Chapter 447
Qin Bi couldn't say she was happy; she chuckled, a trace of disdain appearing at the corners of her mouth.
This fictional cultivation world was indeed lacking in rain, but not all rain and snow were rare. The reason the heavy snow summoned by the Rong Prince Manor this time made everyone envious was because of the little Luck Tuanzi.
Little Xiangyun also counted as one, but it couldn't play much of a role.
No other reason, Little Xiangyun was only the size of a palm and hadn't grown up yet.
Qin Tan was, after all, a County Magistrate from the Qin Yan Marquis Manor who had passed the imperial examinations, not as flighty as Qin Lang. He frowned: "Does Qin He not know that it was a few little cloud Tuanzi that summoned the snow at the Rong Prince Manor?"
The guard said: "She probably doesn't know."
If she knew, she wouldn't have asked several noble families to scoop snow; it was very embarrassing. No one cared for ordinary rain and snow. If it were rain and snow carrying Luck, the guards sent to gather information wouldn't mind scooping some snow back.
As for the snow Qin He summoned, the guard had a blank expression; keep it for yourself.
Qin Bi waved her hand, and the guard retreated. Qin Tan's expression was not good. Qin He's embarrassment didn't just embarrass the Xue Prince Manor; she came from the Qin Yan Marquis Manor, and the Marquis Manor would also be mocked along with her.
At least it snowed a little, which was better than not snowing at all.
Don't look at it as just summoning such a light snow; Qin He's spiritual power consumption was not small. She had just recovered her health, and after summoning the light snow, she was very weak and pale.
Between being struck by lightning and several instances of vomiting blood from summoning, if Qin He didn't have a system, she absolutely wouldn't have been able to withstand such tossing.
The news reached the palace. The Great Yan Emperor savored his tea carefully. The He Heir stopped reviewing the memorials, and the Rong Heir also came over after finishing the military affairs of the court with the Ministers of the Six Ministries. The Great Yan Emperor raised his eyes.
His eyes lit up, and the Great Yan Emperor waved his hand, his face full of gossip.
The Rong Heir and the Minister of War walked over. The Great Yan Emperor glanced at the He Heir and said: "Qin He just summoned snow. I originally thought the little Luck Tuanzi from the Qin Yan Marquis Manor would rush over. Sigh, I don't know why, but the little Luck Tuanzi from the Qin Yan Marquis Manor went to the Rong Prince Manor instead, and didn't go to send Luck to Qin He. It only summoned a light snow."
The Rong Heir lifted his robe and sat down, sneering lightly: "Qin Lang went to my manor, and the little Luck Tuanzi only helped with the summoning because of that. Qin He wanting the little Luck Tuanzi to help is simply wishful thinking."
This one was a villain. The Great Yan Emperor pulled the Minister of War over to chatter.
The Minister of War only then realized that the Great Yan Emperor had a hand in it. The Xue Prince Manor did indeed have the intention to summon, but Qin He hadn't made up her mind. The Great Yan Emperor made a few sarcastic remarks, and the He Heir sent a message to the Xue Prince Manor to summon.
The Great Yan Emperor tested Qin He's fortune value, but it ended in nothing.
"So......" the Minister of War said: "What exactly is going on with this full-level fortune value?"
The Great Yan Emperor didn't take action. If he arranged the summoning, he would definitely be able to summon a rain-snow mix. That was what a full-level fortune value was. Qin He's full-level fortune value looked so powerless.
Could it be that this full-level fortune value was all used to open shops and earn silver, and the summoning couldn't be shown in public???!!
It had to be said that Qin He was good at opening shops; soaps, glass, etc., brought in quite a lot of silver a year. It was precisely because Qin He knew how to earn silver that she stood out among the concubines' daughters.
After the Minister of War finished speaking, he glanced at the He Heir with his eyes.
The Great Yan Emperor also glanced at the He Heir. The He Heir said: "How about, call her into the palace and ask?"
The Great Yan Emperor beckoned, and the Imperial Guards went to the Xue Prince Manor.
The Xue Heir and Qin He entered the palace together. The Great Yan Emperor drove the He Heir to see Qin He. The Minister of War called out to the Xue Heir to ask about the summoning situation. Qin He saw the He Heir in the palace, feeling uneasy in her heart, but also with a few expectations.
Her spiritual power consumption was very high; it would be good if the Great Yan Emperor rewarded her with something.
In the garden outside the main hall, the He Heir didn't mind drinking tea in the cold wind. His cultivation was high, and his physical strength was also formidable. After reviewing memorials for half a day, he finally had some leisure time to rest and drink tea.
It would be even better if the Great Yan Emperor didn't order people to move a stack of memorials in front of him. The He Heir drank tea, not wanting to look at the memorials at all. This wasn't some high-grade spiritual fruit, and looking at it made him crave it.
It wasn't Qin He's first time entering the palace, but she was still a bit excited and nervous: "He Heir."
The He Heir sat drinking tea, his expression very faint. Qin He stood there wearing a white fox beast-hide cloak. She was not tall, petite and well-proportioned. The look she gave the He Heir carried a smile, as well as a bit of fragility.
Qin He didn't want to pretend to be fragile, but during this period, the He Heir had been cold to her.
When Qin He saw the He Heir, she couldn't help but feel aggrieved. She pursed her lips, waiting for the He Heir to coax her, or send her some cultivation resources; the unpleasantness between them would be considered over, and she would take the opportunity to forgive the He Heir.
"You only summoned a light snow?" the He Heir said.
Qin He pouted: "I consumed a lot of spiritual power."
Qin He had a bit of a coquettish tone, but the He Heir said: "What about your full-level fortune value? Just this?"
Qin He realized belatedly that the He Heir was belittling her. She blinked, angry: "What do you mean? I wouldn't have summoned it if you hadn't sent a message telling me to. Don't you know I just recovered my health? If I hadn't been injured several times, weakening my fortune, how could I have only summoned a light snow? I am a disciple of the Immortal Sect."
The He Heir's expression didn't change; he was neither anxious nor angry, and said: "Summoning failed, yet you're still making excuses."
"You, you are too much." Qin He's heart was burning with anger, her eyes filled with tears, but she stubbornly didn't let them fall: "It was in vain that I was deeply devoted to you. I consumed spiritual power to summon, and you aren't worried, but instead come to blame and mock me."
"Deeply devoted?" The He Heir beckoned, and a guard appeared. The He Heir said: "Go invite the Xue Heir here."
The guard left quickly. The Xue Heir was not far away talking to the Minister of War; they could see each other, but couldn't hear what was being said. The guard went to invite him, and the Xue Heir came over to see the He Heir.
The He Heir stood up and said to Qin He: "Say what you just said to the Xue Heir again."
"You, you......" Qin He felt guilty, stuttering: "What did I say?"
She refused to admit it.
The Xue Heir was bewildered, not knowing what the situation was.
"Since you feel it's wrong," the He Heir said, "then you shouldn't speak nonsense."
Deeply devoted? Heh, the He Heir scoffed.
The Xue Heir bowed: "He Heir, has Qin He done something wrong?"
The He Heir was too lazy to talk nonsense and said directly: "Since the fortune is average, don't talk about fortune at every turn. Qin He didn't do anything wrong, it's just that her words were improper. If the Xue Heir wants to know, ask Qin He when you get home."
Qin He bit her lip. She wanted to ask the He Heir if he didn't love her before? Why did he embarrass her? But with the Xue Heir present, Qin He was worried that the He Heir would embarrass her even more directly.
The Xue Heir didn't know what happened, so he helped the pale-faced Qin He out of the palace.
On such a cold day, not only did Qin He freeze, but she was also scolded after entering the palace. Upon returning home, Qin He cried bitterly, vowing never to pay attention to the He Heir again, to break off relations, and to never see each other again.
In the palace, the Great Yan Emperor said: "My dear official, you have hurt your sweetheart."
End of Chapter
