Chapter 543: Thinking for He Shi

From time to time, Qin Han pulled the concubine-born sister and asked: "Why did everyone go to the Rong Prince Manor?"

"They said they were going to make little clothes and little boots for Rong Yang and Rong Chi," the concubine-born sister had some emotions. The Rong Prince Manor was a royal noble. She was at the age of marriage, and going there would be good for her marriage, but she wasn't called: "Who knows, they didn't call us sisters, only the eldest brother's family went, and Third Aunt and Qin Lang."

"How can they call Mother to work?" Qin Han looked like she was thinking for her legal mother.

She was a concubine-born daughter raised by He Shi. She loved He Shi and thought for He Shi, which was fine. After all, Qin Han had feelings for He Shi compared to other concubine-born daughters, and being raised by her legal mother was different.

Qin Han was dissatisfied: "Does the Rong Prince Manor lack people to make clothes for the little Heir Apparent? And the Imperial Clothing Bureau, how can Mother be the Marquis Manor's wife, and call Mother to make clothes for the little Heir Apparent? What if Mother is tired?"

The concubine-born sister blinked. The eldest brother was following, and there were two sisters-in-law. If the legal mother was tired, they, the concubine-born daughters, couldn't manage it? Being raised by the legal mother was different. Look at how anxious Qin Han sister was.

"Don't worry," the concubine-born sister said: "Eldest brother and two sisters-in-law are following."

Qin Han sighed: "Sigh, I haven't called Mother to do needlework for my children. Qin Bi doesn't think about it. Although our Marquis Manor is down and out, Mother is from the Yan Guogong Manor, and needlework is all done by maids and old women."

"Sigh," the concubine-born sister sighed: "If they called us sisters, Mother would just point it out on the side. Unfortunately, Qin Bi sister didn't call us, and we didn't follow."

Talking, the concubine-born sister remembered something: "Uh, it should be that the flame beast fur is ready, and they want to make little clothes and little boots for Rong Yang and Rong Chi. Wearing clothes and shoes made of flame beast fur in winter, don't mention how warm it is."

Qin Han's eyes lit up: "Is there a lot of flame beast fur in our fourth branch?"

"Of course there is a lot," the concubine-born sister was excited and chatted with Qin Han: "Unfortunately, the colors are not very good, they are all gray colors. I heard that the flame beast fur killed by the Su Guogong Manor and outside the main hall of the court is beautiful."

She didn't want beautiful ones, gray ones were fine.

The fourth branch wasn't wealthy. The concubine-born sister wanted to wear a beast fur cloak, but she didn't know if their fourth branch would allocate flame beast fur to the concubine-born sons and daughters.

"It's not one or two pieces," Qin Han said: "Flame beast fur is definitely going to be allocated. For the Red Flame Festival, even if our fourth branch doesn't have it, since there is beast fur, each person should be allocated a piece, and making a cloak is also good."

The concubine-born sister pulled Qin Han and said with a smile: "You go and say it."

Qin Han naturally wanted to say it. The Marquis Manor killed flame beasts but didn't pick up Jiang Ren to train, and not giving a piece of beast fur was unreasonable. Giving her a few more pieces of beast fur was also appropriate.

The concubine-born sister said there were many flame beasts killed.

Qin Han was sure she would be given flame beast fur, but she still wanted more. She walked to the third branch to find her father Qin Di. Qin Di was generally in the third branch with Qin Tan. 【543

As it turned out, Qin Han went and made a wasted trip; Qin Tan and Qin Di had gone to the county office and were not at the Marquis Manor.

"Sigh," Qin Han had originally wanted to ask her father for a few pieces of flame beast skin.

If her father gave her a few pieces and her stepmother gave her a few more, her husband, her child, and she herself could all make a flame beast cloak. If it was a bit gray, then so be it; Qin Han didn't mind.

Qin Han didn't leave and returned to her own courtyard to wait for her father to return.

Sitting in a chair, Qin He thought about what else could be made with the gray flame beast skin. Come to think of it, a child's cloak hood trimmed with gray flame beast fur, and the edges of little boots trimmed with it too—it didn't look bad at all.

Qin Tang was in the main hall of the Marquis Manor, together with Qin Yan and the others.

Qin Bi sent Qin Lang to call him. Qin Lang said, "Go to the Rong Prince Manor for lunch."

Qin Xiang teased, "What good food are they making?"

Qin Lang was happy and beaming. "It's very sumptuous."

Qin Xiang and Qin Yan teased Qin Lang a few times. They had just returned and still had manor affairs to attend to, so they didn't have time to join in the fun. Qin Yuan tilted her head to look at this one and then that one.

Qin Yan said to Qin Tang, "Hurry and go."

Qin Tang stood up and said with a smile, "I'm going to the Rong Prince Manor."

Qin Tang was about to leave with Qin Lang when Qin Yuan couldn't help but say, "Aunt Qin Han came to the Marquis Manor."

She meant for Qin Lang and Qin Tang to call Qin Han along. Today, the He clan had taken the whole family to the Rong Prince Manor, so no one was at home. Qin Han was also a member of the Fourth Branch, so it was only right to call her along to eat.

Qin Tang glanced at Qin Yuan and left with Qin Lang.

In the main hall, everyone had different expressions. Qin Jue glared at Qin Yuan for being meddlesome. Qin Han and Qin Bi didn't interact often; it would be fine if Qin Bi had agreed to call Qin Han to eat, but since it wasn't agreed upon, what would it look like for Qin Tang to bring Qin Han along?

Qin Yuan was unconvinced and pouted; they were all sisters of the same family, why make things so distant?

Compared to Qin Bi, Aunt Qin He had a good personality and got along well with the sisters in the manor, chatting and laughing—how nice that was. Qin Yuan pouted and didn't say anything more; her elder brother blamed her for being meddlesome.

When Qin Lang and Qin Tang arrived at the Rong Prince Manor, the food had already been placed on the table.

"Come quickly and eat," Zhu Shi called out.

"Oh," Qin Tang took a look. "It's truly sumptuous."

"Give the chicken legs and duck legs to Rong Yang and Rong Chi," Jiang Shi said to Qin Su.

Qin Su immediately gave Rong Yang and Rong Chi a duck leg and a chicken leg each. Qin Tang took his seat; one table couldn't fit everyone, so two tables were set. Besides the dishes, there was also a plate of small sweet radish candy on the table.

The sweet potato candy was saved for later; Qin Bi loved to eat it.

He He Shizi of Rong didn't come to eat with them; for no other reason than that his status was noble, and people from the Qin Yan Marquis Manor felt uncomfortable around him. Everyone ate happily, and the little milk bun ate until his mouth was full of meat, and his little hands were covered in oil.

Qin Bi saw this, picked him up, and sent him to the study to find the Heir of Rong.

He He Shizi of Rong didn't mind that the little guy had oil all over his hands. A guard prepared warm water, and the Heir of Rong washed the little milk bun's little hands. The little guy turned his head to look at Qin Bi, worried that he would be left in the study.

"I'll come to pick you up in a while," Qin Bi thought to herself, leaving him with the Heir of Rong was less of a headache.

"No," the little milk bun said anxiously. "Together."

He He Shizi of Rong was helpless and patiently washed the little milk bun's hands with fragrant child soap, saying to Qin Bi, "Wait for him a moment."

Alright, Qin Bi waited.

When the Heir of Rong also washed the little milk bun's face, his little face immediately turned white and clean.

"Am I handsome?" the little milk bun asked Qin Bi.

Qin Bi leaned in close to look. "Handsome."

The little milk bun was immediately overjoyed, and the Heir of Rong also laughed; no matter how he looked at the little milk bun, he found him precious. After wiping his face clean, he even applied fragrant lotion to the little milk bun, and the little milk bun was incredibly pleased.

Qin Bi couldn't help but laugh from the side, and the Heir of Rong was also in a good mood.

After changing the little milk bun into a red little robe, the Heir of Rong carried the little guy and walked toward the main hall living room to send Qin Bi and the little milk bun over.