Chapter 465: Qin Lang Is Truly Blessed

Although the two children born to Qin Bi are both young heirs, the Third Branch is truly paving the way for Qin Bi.

Thinking of this, Qin Han felt uneasy; her Third Uncle Qin Tan was a product of the imperial examinations, possessing the fortune of a court official. With his assistance for Qin Bi's children, Rong Yang and Rong Chi would surely be blessed.

The entire family of Third Uncle Qin Tan had never seen the good in her and Jiang Mo.

Dissatisfied, Qin Han pressed her lips together, let out a long sigh of frustration, and told her maid: "Go check on the young mistress of the Rong heir. The young masters of the Marquis houses are all eating; they might be thirsty. I brought winter fruits and can have juice squeezed for them."

It would not be good for sisters to fall out over this.

Qin Han also had to consider Jiang Mo and her own children; relying on the merchant caravans of the Rong heir's shops to reach the border would provide support. The more the shops expanded, the more silver they would earn.

Besides, even if sisters quarrel, it is Qin Bi's bad temper, not Qin Han's stubborn nature. She has done what she should; whether Qin Bi accepts the gesture is up to her.

The Jiang family has silver, and Qin Bi's children are all young heirs; they need Jiang Mo's assistance.

Instantly, Qin Han felt confident.

Qin Han's maid received the order and left. Upon arriving at Qin Bi's private quarters, the maid had seen Qin Bi. Qin Bi narrowed her eyes at her. Since Qin Han had just left, Qin Bi did not believe there was any further connection between her and Qin Han.

"Young Mistress of the Rong heir," the maid said, "My Lady asks if the young masters are thirsty? My Lady has brought fruits for our young masters and young mistress. If everyone is thirsty, we can squeeze juice for the young masters to drink."

On the table sat a plate of fruits sent by the Rong heir. They were low-grade spiritual fruits, filling a large plate. Any maid who was not blind would have seen them; Qin Lang had just washed and placed them on the table.

When Qin Han had arrived earlier, the spiritual fruits had not yet been delivered.

The Rong heir knew that Qin Bi and his eldest son, Rong Chi, were still eating. Considering that eating and drinking would surely make one thirsty, and knowing that children are like that, no one understood them better than the Rong heir. Gathering together, they had fun.

He immediately sent someone to deliver a small basket of spiritual fruits, washed a plate, and there were still some left over.

Qin Han's maid saw the large plate of spiritual fruits on the table. It was such a huge plate, almost the size of a small hot pot. How could the maid not see it? But she still had to report Qin Han's intention to Qin Bi.

Qin Han's motive was sisterly harmony; she could not simply ignore the offer just because she saw there were fruits.

Qin Bi asked Qin Lang and the others: "Do you want to drink squeezed juice?"

Qin Bi could not refuse Qin Han's goodwill on behalf of everyone.

Qin Tang's legitimate son, Qin Su, took a spiritual fruit from the fruit plate, took a bite, and said: "No, I prefer eating the fruit."

Afterwards, Qin Su asked the other children: "Do you want to drink squeezed juice?"

Qin Xun's legitimate son made the decision for everyone: "No, eating the fruit is more convenient."

Qin Xun's legitimate son stood up to take fruits and distribute them among the children. Some were too small to reach the dishes while sitting on their chairs; holding chopsticks to pick up food looked incredibly cute, and reaching for fruits was even harder.

Qin Su then told the maid: "Tell Aunt Qin Han, thank you for your kindness. We are very full. If we eat the fruit, we won't be able to drink anything else. There is no need to trouble anyone to squeeze juice."

Qin Lang said nothing. Who would eat ordinary fruits when spiritual fruits were available, unless the ordinary ones were exceptionally delicious?

The Jiang family was wealthy, so ordinary fruits should not be bad. However, accepting Qin Han's gifts would create a debt of gratitude. It was better not to eat them. Qin Lang did not want to deal with Qin Han; Jiang Mo was a good person, but Qin Han was too fond of putting on airs.

The maid bowed and left to return with an answer for Qin Han.

The children nearby chattered, some talking to Rong Yang, others busy eating the fruits. Qin Lang also picked a red one and gave it to Qin Bi. Qin Bi took it and took a bite.

"Take a few spiritual fruits," Qin Bi told Qin Lang. "Deliver them to my father and Third Uncle."

"Okay." Qin Lang stood up. Qin Su handed him a small fruit plate. Qin Lang asked: "Sister, how many should I take?"

"Qin Su and the others need to eat too." Qin Bi didn't count; she left the decision of how many to take to Qin Lang: "You decide."

Qin Lang took six small ones, leaving the rest for everyone. Qin Su was entrusted with an important task; the child carried the fruit plate and left. Standing in her own room, Qin Han saw this and thought Qin Bi was sending them to Jiang Ren and her brother.

Unfortunately, Qin Su carried them away.

Qin Han took a deep breath. It didn't matter; perhaps they would be sent later. Once Qin Bi had spiritual fruits, she would surely distribute them all. Even if she only gave one, it would be a gesture of goodwill, and everyone would save face.

"Mother," Jiang Ren said, "Those are spiritual fruits."

Qin Han said nothing. After a moment, she said: "Go play with Fu Bao later."

She would not go find Fu Bao right now. She would wait until the spiritual fruits were delivered, eat them first, and then go to the Second Branch.

Jiang Ren understood these words and kept glancing toward the courtyard. She would go play with Fu Bao after eating the spiritual fruits. The guard stood at the door. Jiang Ren waited quite a while longer. Qin Su returned, his steps light and brisk.

Qin Su was responsible for running errands. Since he had returned, the spiritual fruits should be arriving.

The maid had said there was a large plate of fruits on the table. If they were all spiritual fruits, there should be enough for her and her brother to have one each. If only one spiritual fruit was sent, she and her brother would have to cut it in half to eat.

Qin Su ran back, entered the room, and went straight to the stove to warm himself: "It's so cold outside."

Qin Bi instructed: "Make sure to bundle up tightly when you go out later."

The children said: "Aunt, we know."

Rong Yang had eaten both small roasted buns and still seemed eager for more, showing he liked them. Qin Bi and Qin Lang had already decided to buy a few more later for Rong Chi to take back.

Qin Bi stood up, took a spiritual fruit and gave it to Qin Su, the errand runner. The two remaining fruits in the plate were given to Qin Lang. Qin Lang felt a bit embarrassed, as he was older than his little nephews.

Qin Bi smiled and explained to the children: "Qin Lang is blessed. If you listen to me and give it to him, our Marquis house will gain more fortune. You all can share in the benefits."

"Who said that?" Qin Xun's legitimate son asked.

"I did," Qin Bi said with a smile.

Qin Su and the others: "..."

Qin Lang: "..."

Rong Yang: "..."

The children didn't mind. If Aunt wanted to give it to Qin Lang, then let him have it. They had no objection; it was already good enough to have spiritual fruits to eat. If not for their aunt, they wouldn't have any spiritual fruits at all.

"Aunt," Qin Su leaned close to Qin Bi and whispered: "I told the young master next door that you are a half-immortal, and they laughed at me, calling me superstitious and a fraud. You can say Uncle Qin Lang is blessed at home, but don't say that outside."

Qin Bi sighed helplessly and said seriously: "He truly is blessed."

"I know Uncle Qin Lang is blessed," Qin Su nodded. "But don't bring up the half-immortal part. People will call you a big swindler, say you are biased toward Uncle Qin Lang, and claim you are making up excuses to give him more spiritual fruits."

Qin Bi: "..."

Perhaps so. Qin Bi herself was confused about the half-immortal concept. She just felt Qin Lang was very blessed with a good fate. When distributing the spiritual fruits just now, she had simply made up that line.

Qin Su's instruction was clear: just don't mention it.