Chapter 544

He He Shizi of Rong entered the room, and the little milk bun asked everyone in a milky voice, "Am I handsome?"

His tender little face was clean and good-looking, and he was very endearing.

Everyone in the main hall was stunned, looked over, and laughed.

Everyone praised him. "Handsome."

The little milk bun turned his head and specifically said to Qin Bi, "Handsome."

Qin Bi: "..."

Qin Bi and the Heir of Rong both laughed. Qin Bi found it amusing, held his little head, and kissed him. "Our Rong Chi is both handsome and good-looking."

With that one sentence, the little guy was incredibly happy; he was handsome.

Qin Bi: "..."

Qin Bi whispered to Rong Yang, "Oh my, he really is handsome."

Rong Yang pursed his lips and smiled. Rong Yang wanted to hold his younger brother, but the Heir of Rong gave the little milk bun to the little Imperial Prince. This was a child sent by the Emperor to look after the children; there was no reason not to use him. The little Imperial Prince was a few years older, so at least he wouldn't drop the child.

Rong Yang went to fetch the flame beast skin little vests for him and Rong Chi and showed them to Rong Juan. "One for me, one for my younger brother."

Qin Tang and Qin Xun had thought the Heir of Rong wouldn't be interested; after all, he was a powerful official, and even if he doted on the children, he wouldn't be interested in this. However, they had thought wrong; the Heir of Rong was attentive to everything the two children ate and used.

He He Shizi of Rong glanced at them and summoned the Little Xiangyun that was always being plucked.

"Rong Yang," the Heir of Rong said, "pluck some Little Xiangyun thread to make little clothes for you and your younger brother."

"Okay," Rong Yang skillfully plucked the cloud thread from the Little Xiangyun.

Rong Yang was young, but he knew that little clothes sewn with Little Xiangyun thread had good fortune and even a bit of defense. Rong Yang was very happy, and the Heir of Rong's cold, sharp gaze softened a bit. What was this about them not being his own? No matter how the Heir of Rong looked at them, they were his own.

Jiang Shi and Lin Shi were filled with wonder. Little Xiangyun thread—oh my, would they be allowed to sew with it later? They were so excited; they could also touch the Little Xiangyun, which also required good fortune.

In the past, when making clothes for the children, the He clan would always come over to help Qin Bi.

The little Imperial Prince was even more envious, holding the little milk bun and leaning over, staring longingly at the Little Xiangyun, which had a colorful halo. "My Imperial Father also has an Little Xiangyun; it's an Imperial Little Xiangyun, you know."

The little Imperial Prince intended to show off; the Imperial Little Xiangyun had even more blessings.

Qin Bi didn't even think before saying, "It was swallowed by Fubao."

What was there to show off? No matter how good it was, it was gone.

The little Imperial Prince: "..."

Rong Yang's little hand, which was plucking the Little Xiangyun thread, paused. The Little Xiangyun of the Yan Guogong Manor had also been swallowed; Fubao was a child born after swallowing two Auspicious Clouds, so everyone felt that Fubao had good fortune.

He He Shizi of Rong didn't say anything, chatted a few words with Qin Tang, Qin Xun, and Qin Lang, then got up and left.

Rong Chi didn't look for him; the main hall was very lively, and he was also pulling at the Little Xiangyun thread.

This Little Xiangyun was interesting; Rong Yang and Rong Chi could both pluck the Little Xiangyun thread, while others couldn't. Of course, Qin Bi and the Heir of Rong could too. Fubao had swallowed two such Great Yan Auspicious Clouds when she was born.

No wonder the Great Yan Emperor was a bit more tolerant of Fubao; it was because Fubao had the good fortune of the Auspicious Clouds.

Qin Bi smoothed the Little Xiangyun thread that the little milk bun Rong Chi had pulled off, thinking about things, and slowly her smile faded. She felt extreme disgust toward Qin He and her child. Great Yan only had one Imperial Little Xiangyun, and the two powerful heirs each had one; the family had lost two Auspicious Clouds.

Thinking of He Yan using the Little Xiangyun to protect Fubao's birth? Qin Bi sneered; it served them right that the Little Xiangyun was swallowed.

He Yan's Little Xiangyun was gone, but the foundation of the Yan Guogong Manor remained. Rong Juan had used the Little Xiangyun to nourish her body and protect the pregnancy, and it had consumed a large amount of the Rong Prince Manor's foundation.

The two powerful heirs were still evenly matched in ability.

Qin Bi's mind stirred. Given Qin He's character, would she covet the Little Xiangyun of the Rong Prince Manor? Qin He had a system; if she got close to the Little Xiangyun, she might be able to rub off some of the Little Xiangyun's energy.

Qin Bi pondered and decided to warn Rong Yang and Rong Chi later to stay far away from Qin He and Fubao; the protection of the Little Xiangyun must not be allowed to be touched by Qin He and her child.

What was that? Just looking at them was annoying.

As the saying goes, those with different paths cannot make plans together. Qin Bi could never look up to Qin He, who thought that anything she dug up and put in her basket was her own vegetable. At first, when Qin He transmigrated, Qin Bi was just a bystander and didn't have any thoughts.

Over these years, Qin Bi had become extremely disgusted with Qin He.

"Mother," Rong Yang said, tilting his little head. "I also want a yellow little beast fur vest."

"Okay," Qin Bi smiled, leaned over, and agreed to Rong Yang.

Rong Yang ran off to pick out the fur, and the little milk bun howled, "I want orange."

The little Imperial Prince carried Rong Chi over to pick as well. Lin Shi saw that there was a chance; if more little clothes were made and they couldn't keep up, she and Jiang Shi would definitely be able to get a share in making one. Jiang Shi thought the same.

Qin Bi smoothed a ball of Little Xiangyun thread and gave it to the He clan.

The He clan discussed very seriously with Zhu Shi how to use the Little Xiangyun thread, trying to be as frugal as possible. The Little Xiangyun was getting smaller and smaller; the He clan had watched the Little Xiangyun shrink ever since Rong Yang was born.

If they didn't economize, the He clan: "..."

He He Shizi of Rong didn't feel the pinch at all, but the He clan couldn't help but economize a little.

"Qin Bi," Lin Shi said, "I know how to make little vests, and the ones I make are good-looking."

Qin Bi looked at Lin Shi. She had seen the little vest her little nephew was wearing; Lin Shi did indeed do a good job. Lin Shi was good at needlework, and seeing her eager to try, Qin Bi also knew she wanted to touch the Little Xiangyun thread.

"Fine," Qin Bi said. "You tell Rong Chi; he loves beauty."

Loving beauty meant he was demanding and hard to please.

If what you made for him didn't look good, he would make a scene for you to see.

Lin Shi went to coax the little milk bun; the child was very endearing.

Jiang Shi saw this and could only help the He clan. The He clan's needlework might not necessarily be good, but she was Qin Bi's stepmother and the little heir's maternal grandmother; if she made it herself, the child would have good fortune wearing it.

Qin Tang and the others had nothing to do, so they first helped Rong Yang and Rong Chi keep an eye out and pick the fur.

Qin Lang touched a piece of tender yellow flame beast fur. "This one is good-looking."

The little milk bun looked over, his eyes lighting up. "My."

Qin Lang gave it to him, and the little guy hugged it.

Qin Xun helped Rong Yang pick, and Qin Tang stood to the side watching, offering suggestions. Come to think of it, they were all in agreement; Qin Lang and the little milk bun had the same taste and both loved pink and tender things.

"I just realized," Zhu Shi said to the He clan, "Rong Chi really looks like our Qin Lang."

The He clan looked over there and smiled. "They both have good fortune."

He He Shizi of Rong had a fate of being a widower without children; anyone who wasn't blind could see how much he doted on Rong Chi, regarding him simply as a precious treasure. Didn't Rong Chi have good fortune? This little guy truly had good fortune.

There was no water in it, unlike Qin He; if you looked closely at her maxed-out fortune value, you couldn't even find where the good fortune was.

The He clan only believed that the Great Yan Emperor had maxed-out fortune value; as for the others, let's see—only Qin He among those around her had maxed-out fortune value, and no one else was so exaggerated as to have maxed-out fortune value right from the start.

Compared to the Great Yan Emperor, the He clan was dismissive.

Zhu Shi loved hearing this and praised Qin Lang along with him; Qin Lang also had good fortune.