Chapter 449: Feeding Him Spiritual Vegetables

Heir Rong returned to the manor. Seeing that the Chancellor had gathered enough snow, he raised his hand, and the Imperial Guards gathered up the snow they had collected.

"Heir Rong," the Chancellor said, "if you want to plant something, sow the seeds as soon as the snow melts."

Heir Rong did not stand on ceremony with the Chancellor: "Do you have any high-grade vegetable seeds?"

The Chancellor, having just gathered the snow, found it hard to refuse: "I do."

The Little Imperial Prince stepped out from the warm room, intending to return with the Chancellor.

He was, after all, an Imperial Prince. Qin Bi held the little one and came to the courtyard with Rong Yang. Everywhere she looked was vast, white snow. The little cloud had left, and it was no longer snowing, but the clean snow was very pleasing to the eyes. Indeed, snow that carried good fortune and auspicious clouds was different.

Qin Bi gazed at the clean snow, a smile in her eyes.

Rong Juan glanced sideways and saw this; his own eyes also filled with smiles. Rong Yang ran over, and Rong Juan leaned down to pick the child up. Rong Yang's entire little face was brimming with smiles.

"Little Imperial Prince Brother." The little milk bun didn't want the Little Imperial Prince, Yan Xun, to leave.

Qin Bi held the little one, who reached out with his small hands, wanting the Little Imperial Prince to hold him. Rong Chi saw that his father had returned, but the Little Imperial Prince Brother was leaving, and Father certainly wouldn't leave.

Therefore, the little milk bun stretched out his small hands, wanting to find the Little Imperial Prince. If the Little Imperial Prince Brother held him, he could stop the Little Imperial Prince Brother from leaving. The child had many tricks up his sleeve.

The Little Imperial Prince walked back a few steps and came before Qin Bi, coaxing the child: "The snow that fell in your Rong Prince Manor carries good fortune and can grow spiritual vegetables. I want to share some with my maternal grandfather's family, so I must return to the palace."

Because it was for his sake that the snow was gathered, the Little Imperial Prince had to secure more of the snow carrying good fortune for his maternal grandfather.

The little milk bun didn't listen. Don't look at how small he was; he had many tricks. Rong Chi even coaxed the Little Imperial Prince: "Little Imperial Prince Brother, don't go."

"I am returning to the palace," the Little Imperial Prince said. "I will be back soon."

The little milk bun's eyes misted over, on the verge of tears.

The little milk bun had been accompanied by the Little Imperial Prince during this period. When Heir Rong was busy, the Little Imperial Prince would look after the child. Even when they went to the Yan Guogong Manor, the Little Imperial Prince followed. The little milk bun was attached to him.

"If Little Imperial Prince Brother doesn't go back, he will be at a disadvantage." Qin Bi leaned close to the little milk bun and whispered to him: "If he doesn't return to the palace, the snow gathered might not include his maternal grandfather's share. The Little Imperial Prince wants his maternal grandfather's family to grow some spiritual vegetables."

Saying this, Qin Bi didn't mind the Little Imperial Prince hearing; she was just fooling the child. Qin Bi lowered her voice even further: "Once the spiritual vegetables are grown, they will be for you to eat. Little Imperial Prince Brother can go to his maternal grandfather's house and dig up spiritual vegetables for you."

See, how much he benefits.

The little milk bun was a little miser; he couldn't suffer even the slightest loss himself, and Little Imperial Prince Brother couldn't suffer either. The child's black, shiny eyes blinked—once the spiritual vegetables were grown, they would still be for him to eat.

"Oh." The little milk bun nodded earnestly: "Alright."

Qin Bi was speechless: "..."

A little miser, not like her, nor like Rong Juan.

Who was he like? Qin Bi gave the little milk bun a sharp, earnest look. Neither on Rong Juan's side nor the Qin Yan Hou Fu side had she seen anyone so miserly. This nature of not wanting to suffer a loss was indeed like Rong Juan.

The little milk bun didn't notice Qin Bi's internal criticism. He stopped looking for the Little Imperial Prince and reached out his small hands to find Rong Juan: "Father."

Rong Juan strode over and picked up the little one as well. Both little ones were held by their father, high up, and they were incredibly happy. Qin Bi stood beside Rong Juan, also wearing a smile.

The little milk bun was no longer clinging to the Little Imperial Prince. The Little Imperial Prince walked to the Chancellor: "Chancellor, the gathered snow carries good fortune. Share some with my maternal grandfather. My maternal grandfather is good at growing vegetables."

The Chancellor naturally nodded. Being able to come and gather snow was also due to the Little Imperial Prince's face. As for the face of the Great Yan Emperor, who had maxed-out good fortune? Sigh, the Heir Rong's wife didn't seem to give him face. Neither the Heir Rong's wife nor Heir Rong said anything, but everyone wasn't stupid, were they?

He He Shizi Rong's wife had grown spiritual vegetables several times and never gave any to the Great Yan Emperor. Even if they were stupid, they couldn't be completely unaware, not to mention that their Great Yan Emperor was full of schemes.

However, the Chancellor didn't care if Heir Rong was there or not, and couldn't help but say: "Heir Rong's wife, back when your heart was not in control and your lifespan was damaged, His Majesty worried quite a bit and gave many precious tonics and delicacies. Gathering a bit of snow for the palace to grow things doesn't count as benefiting from your light."

Qin Bi was surprised; she didn't know about this. She did know that the palace had given spiritual chickens a few times. When she was pregnant with Rong Yang, her lifespan was damaged, and Rong Juan didn't let her worry about these things.

Qin Bi looked at Rong Juan. The tall, noble man did not deny that the Great Yan Emperor had worried. Rong Juan said: "Chancellor, there was a share for my wife, and there was no lack for Qin He either. Qin He did not have a damaged lifespan due to her heart not being in control. Since it wasn't just my wife who received precious tonics, mentioning this is meaningless. Qin He is perfectly fine, yet she also received many precious tonics."

Therefore, the Great Yan Emperor tried to treat everyone equally, but ended up offending Heir Rong. He sent gifts but didn't earn any gratitude. If he had only given precious tonics to the Heir Rong's wife, Heir Rong would naturally have known what to think.

But since even Qin He had them, Heir Rong didn't appreciate it.

The Chancellor: "..."

Sigh, the Chancellor was speechless. He He Shizi Rong's wife's heart was not in control and her lifespan was damaged, requiring precious tonics to nourish it, but Qin He was perfectly fine and also received many benefits. The Great Yan Emperor gave things but didn't earn any gratitude.

Qin He felt it was because she had good fortune, so she received the Emperor's rewards.

Little did she know, the Great Yan Emperor wanted to treat everyone equally. If there was something for the Heir Rong's manor, there was something for the Heir He's beloved. It wasn't that Qin He carried good fortune and was thus valued by the Great Yan Emperor.

The Chancellor felt it wasn't worth it for the Great Yan Emperor; he didn't earn any gratitude, and Heir Rong didn't appreciate it.

When Qin Bi heard that the precious tonics she and Qin He received were the same, her expression also returned to blankness. The Chancellor was so sharp that, with just one look, he knew the Heir Rong's wife didn't appreciate it either.

And they were cousins; their relationship wasn't good at all.

The Chancellor said: "The Emperor just didn't want to show favoritism."

Qin Bi had no interest in listening to this. Rong Juan pointed out a path for the Chancellor: "Qin He of the Xue Wang Fu also summoned snow. If the Chancellor wants to gather snow, go to the Xue Wang Fu and gather some. That Qin He has high good fortune."

The Chancellor's face turned green. Who would want to go to the Xue Wang Fu to gather snow? It was just a light snowfall, and ordinary snow at that. Was he idle with nothing to do? Sweeping snow for the Xue Wang Fu? He didn't want the snow summoned by Qin He.

"Little Imperial Prince Brother." The little milk bun forgot what they had just agreed upon and reached out his small hands, wanting to find the Little Imperial Prince.

Oh my, if he didn't leave now, he wouldn't be able to leave. The Little Imperial Prince hurriedly pulled the Chancellor and took the Imperial Guards away. Qin Bi, however, was unhappy and felt depressed inside. She didn't even know that the Great Yan Emperor had given her precious tonics to nourish her body, and Qin He had received a share too.

"Don't be angry." Rong Juan gave the little son to her and sneered lightly: "Today, He Yan embarrassed Qin He twice in a row. Anyone with a shred of self-respect wouldn't have the face to go out, yet Qin He still thought she would get a reward upon entering the palace."

Qin Bi was puzzled, and the little milk bun's eyes lit up: "What reward?" ===== CHAPTER 450 =====