Chapter 559

Is Qin Bi a good person? No, she isn't.

As for Qin He, what kind of thing is she? Relying on her transmigrator cheat, she could be said to have had smooth sailing and really thought of herself as a talented woman. It was nothing more than having a golden finger. Of course, as long as it didn't hinder Qin Bi, Qin Bi wouldn't care what happened to Qin He.

The problem is, ever since Qin He transmigrated, she had always been at odds with her.

Since that's the case, if Qin He is the big heroine of a cultivation novel, Qin Bi doesn't mind being a vicious supporting character.

Seeing Qin He unhappy makes Qin Bi feel good.

If you have the ability, go live your good life. Qin Bi isn't jealous, but don't forget this is a cultivation world where blessings and luck are paramount. Qin Bi is always uneasy about Qin He's inexplicable smooth sailing.

If she doesn't destroy Qin He's golden finger, Qin Bi won't be at ease.

However, Qin Bi stared at a spot. She is an ordinary person who has just entered the path of cultivation; destroying a transmigrator's golden finger is not an easy task, unless she also has a golden finger.

Qin Bi is probably not the chosen heroine; anyway, she doesn't have a golden finger. Qin Bi compared herself with Qin He and felt a bit lucky. Fortunately, she doesn't have a golden finger; Qin Bi doesn't like systems.

A system bossing her around? Qin Bi wouldn't allow it, even if it were good to her.

"We don't give Qin He things, and things don't go Qin He's way." Qin Lang pondered, and thinking of something, he said: "Could it be that Qin He is leeching off our luck and blessings?"

Although he said that, Qin Lang himself had some doubts about his own guess.

There was no other reason: Qin He has great cultivation talent, is a disciple of an Immortal Sect, and has maxed-out blessing points. It should only be others leeching off her blessings; could others' blessings and luck compare to Qin He's?!

If their blessing points and luck are not as good as Qin He's, what use is it for Qin He to leech off their luck and blessings?! It wouldn't have any effect! But Qin He asking for flame beast fur time and again was very strange.

Qin Bi asked Qin Lang: "Do you believe what you just said yourself?"

Qin Lang: "..."

"But Qin He asked for flame beast fur time and again." Qin Lang said: "Sister, don't you think it's strange? Our Third branch is still okay and gives her some face, but the Fourth branch doesn't even like to bother with her. Why does she keep coming over?"

Is it fun to be slapped in the face? What is she after?!

Qin Lang couldn't figure it out, so he suspected Qin He was leeching off blessings and luck.

Qin Bi then said: "Just keep it to yourself."

After a pause, Qin Bi said: "Don't say it. Qin He has maxed-out blessing points, while the blessing and luck points of others in our Manor are not maxed out. So, if you say Qin He is leeching off blessings and luck, others will laugh at you."

Qin Lang nodded: "I won't say it; I'm not stupid."

Qin Lang returned to the Manor. The Qin Yan Hou Fu was preparing for the Red Flame Festival, as were all the other manors. Lanterns were hung, and the streets and shops were all bustling. When the Red Flame Festival arrived, it became even livelier.

Children held lanterns and ran around playing.

Others wore new clothes and followed adults out to visit relatives.

Manors visited each other, everyone dressed brightly and chatting happily. Children laughed and played on the streets; some carried gift boxes, some recited poetry, and some even moved flowers and plants out in the middle of winter.

They were placed at the manor gates for people to admire and envy.

Everywhere was bustling with laughter. In the palace, it was the day for the Red Flame Festival rewards again. The Great Yan Emperor is stingy; he huddled with the Prime Minister to discuss how to save money.

Reward what? The Imperial Kitchen made pastries, and each court official got a few boxes of pastries.

The court officials thought they were spiritual food, but when they opened them, their noses were crooked with anger. Spiritual food? There wasn't even a single spiritual vegetable leaf. Whose idea was this? The court officials cursed the Minister of Revenue.

If they didn't curse the Minister of Revenue, could they curse the Great Yan Emperor?

That wouldn't do. It wasn't that the Great Yan Emperor was too noble to be cursed, but could the Great Yan Emperor be this stingy? Absolutely impossible. The stingy one must be the Minister of Revenue; the Great Yan Emperor is so good.

The court officials, along with scholars and advisors, all thought the Great Yan Emperor was perfect, without a single flaw. What flaws could a Great Yan Emperor with maxed-out blessing points have? The stingy one is the Minister of Revenue, that iron rooster.

In the Yan Guogong Manor, the Heir He held Rong Yang and let Rong Yang distribute silver to the advisors and guards. Rong Yang's status was unshakable, and the advisors and guards bowed to thank the little Heir.

In the Rong Prince Manor, the advisors and guards weren't stupid. Like last year, they said: "We don't want silver."

Rong Juan looked down at his subordinates, holding the little milk bun, and said: "There's no Chinese cabbage this year, and no crisp sweet red radishes either. Take the silver. There are no spiritual vegetables; even our Great Yan Emperor has no spiritual vegetables to reward the court officials."

Advisors: "..."

Guards: "..."

They looked at each other; they didn't want silver.

"I'll reward things." The little milk bun said.

Rong Juan looked down at him. Lin Yao and the advisors and guards were stunned.

"Reward what?" Lin Yao wasn't sure.

Such a small milk bun probably thought small sweet radish leaves were good too. Heavens, please don't. The spiritual sweet potatoes and small sweet radish leaves collected from the small space in the Beast Realm this time couldn't be eaten.

For some reason, they grew ordinary vines and leaves, but what grew in the soil were spiritual sweet potatoes and small sweet radishes. The leaves really couldn't be eaten.

The little milk bun touched his storage bag and grabbed a handful of small sweet radish candy: "Come here."

Lin Yao was very sharp. Seeing the small sweet radish candy, his eyes glowed. He reached out quickly. So what if it was food for children? If the little Heir rewarded it, declining would be lacking in awareness. If you missed this village, you wouldn't find this shop.

Do only children love candy? Adults love it too; it's just that no one gives it to them.

Now they had caught someone giving out candy.

The little milk bun put a piece of small sweet radish candy into Lin Yao's hand, and Lin Yao quickly clenched his fist to put it away.

Rong Juan: "..."

The Heir Rong laughed in exasperation and didn't stop the little milk bun.

Yan Yan Huwei Yan went over happily and bowed, and then the little milk bun gave him a piece of small sweet radish candy too. Fortunately, the small sweet radish candy was very small, and the Heir Rong and Qin Bi doted on him. He had also gotten half of the Rong Prince's candy, so one piece each was fine.

For those who didn't have enough, the little milk bun also had spiritual melon seeds—a few for each person.

The Heir Rong gave the little milk bun, this spendthrift child, to Lin Yao; he didn't want him anymore.

Lin Yao and the advisors cherished the little Heir very much. Their skills were to be used to conquer the world for this little Heir. Without the little Heir Rong Chi, they would all be working in vain; at most, the Heir Rong would adopt a child of one of his brothers.

Could that be the same? The little Heir Rong Chi is still the best.

The little milk bun was also quite proud and played very happily with the advisors and guards.

In the Xue Prince Manor, the matter of advisors and guards rewarding things was handled by the Xue Prince; the Xue Heir couldn't even get involved. Qin He instigated the Xue Heir to go and reward things together to show the Heir's status.

The Xue Heir didn't go. Qin He rewarded the guards, maids, and nannies in the Heir's courtyard with silver; she was least short of silver.

The guards and maids thanked and flattered Qin He.

Qin He became proud all of a sudden: "I am the real Shizifei with power and people."