Chapter 62: Truly Fortunate

Rong Juan finished handling the memorial scrolls and left, leaving Rong Yang to eat the spirit food.

Rong Juan returned to the Wang Fu, and Qin Bi was surprised; the guards went to the kitchen to arrange the evening meal.

Rong Juan wore a black brocade robe, his presence imposing. The handsome man's expression was faint as he explained to Qin Bi: "Rong Yang eats in the palace. I will go fetch him later."

Qin Bi acknowledged with a sound, picked up a book to read, and waited for the meal.

Rong Juan went to the study to handle the prefecture's affairs and discuss matters with his strategist. The Great Yan Emperor was idle, so the two sons of powerful ministers must be busy. Qin Bi found the Great Yan Emperor increasingly agreeable; what true fortune!

The evening meal was served, but Qin Bi held her book, unwilling to put it down.

Rong Juan returned, glanced at her, and said nothing about her lack of propriety. Qin Bi put down the book, stood up, and went to eat. It was the first time the two of them ate together while the child was not at home, and Qin Bi felt a bit unsettled.

Nothing else; Rong Juan married her not out of affection.

Previously, Rong Juan had not looked favorably on her. He once said she was too scheming. The entire Hou Fu knew she was only fit to marry a merchant, that her life would end there, and she would gain no benefit from the Wang Fu.

Without affection, having a child was good enough. With Rong Yang not at home, there was nothing to say, and it felt awkward.

Rong Juan did not even glance at her. His manner of eating exuded nobility. Qin Bi ate while thinking of things; regarding Rong Juan, she felt a bit intimidated. Even a transmigrator who dominates all must consider who she faces. Rong He Shizi was a killing god who spoiled no one.

As for Rong Yang? Rong Juan doted on him greatly, yet Qin Bi did not understand. Given Rong Juan's temperament, he should not dote on another's child.

As long as Rong Yang was not spoiled rotten, it would be fine. Qin Bi watched closely; Rong Juan's doting on the child was genuine. Of course, Qin Bi also knew that Rong Juan truly hoped for his own child.

Rong Juan was a wife-killer with no children; the astrologer had also foretold his fate: no children.

With their fates, having Rong Yang should be enough. Asking for more would be a luxury, yet Rong Juan still hoped for it; one could hear it in his daily conversations with Rong Yang.

Rong Yang had reserved the position of heir for his own child. If there were no children, the Wang Fu's throne would belong to Rong Yang.

Qin Bi was merely a concubine-born daughter of Qin Yan's Hou Fu, just beginning her cultivation. In the Wang Fu, she relied on Rong Juan's protection. Thinking of the fertile fields, Qin Bi felt she should reclaim more; having more fertile fields for the children would be good.

After the evening meal, Rong Juan stood up: "I will go fetch Rong Yang."

Qin Bi followed. Rong Juan went to the bedroom and took the young boy's beast-fur cloak.

Thus, Qin Bi did not need to worry. Regarding the child's care, Rong Juan was no less attentive than her; in fact, he thought more thoroughly. Qin Bi accompanied Rong Juan to the Wang Fu gate.

"It is cold outside." Rong Juan turned back, adjusted her cloak, and said, "Go back inside."

Qin Bi softly hummed an "mm." Rong Juan boarded the carriage. Qin Bi waited a while, then returned to the courtyard. Half an hour later, Rong Juan returned carrying Rong Yang. The child had eaten well and chattered nonstop with Rong Juan.

"Mother." Rong Yang saw Qin Bi, leaned his small body forward, and reached out his hand.

Qin Bi took him: "You are back."

The child beamed: "Tomorrow I will go to the palace to eat again."

Go ahead; Qin Bi did not stop him. She held the child and sat by the charcoal stove, talking to Rong Yang. Knowing Qin Bi liked to roast things, Rong Juan took out spirit sweet potatoes and placed them on the charcoal stove.

The next day, Qin Bi went to the fief again. The cabbages and radishes had grown significantly, almost forming heads. At this growth rate, they nearly matched spirit vegetables. The guards cherished this vegetable patch greatly.

Each produced their summoning magic treasure and summoned plants to reclaim the land.

Qin Bi continued to cast rain. Lin Yao scattered seeds. After a brief pause, he mentioned to Qin Bi: "Today, Xue He Shizi's lucky treasure will use immortal arts to summon rain and snow. I thought she would cast the spell yesterday, but she did not."

Qin Bi paused her movement. This man was a strategist; she could consult him. Qin Bi said, "Should I put away my summoning magic treasure to avoid hindering Qin He's lucky treasure from using its abilities?"

"Our fief is very far from Jingcheng." Lin Yao was somewhat confused.

How did Qin Bi's rain casting hinder the lucky treasure, the little princess?

"Go back and check." Qin Bi had concerns: "If Qin He's child summons rain, I will put away my summoning magic treasure. If she summons snow, I will continue to cast rain."

Going back once was no harm. Lin Yao had spent a few days with this Wang Fei and found her quite easy to get along with.

Lin Yao activated the teleportation array and returned. In the morning, Qin He and Xue Qing accompanied the child to the place where the teleportation array was activated to pray for rain and snow. He Yan, having finished court, rushed over, giving Qin He some confidence.

The noble ladies in the crowd envied Qin He immensely. What did it matter that she did not marry He Yan? In He He Shizi's heart, she was the white moonlight. As a concubine-born daughter, Qin He could marry so well only because He Yan had arranged the match.

The women held their handkerchiefs, feeling both jealousy and envy.

"He He Shizi has been extremely devoted to Qin He. If He He Shizi had not provided Qin He with a huge dowry, given her status as a concubine-born daughter, she could not have become the principal wife, let alone the Wang Fu's Wang He Shizi's wife."

"Naturally, he was devoted. He He Shizi is a wife-killer; he only married to pave the way for Qin He."

Everyone in the various families of Jingcheng knew that He He Shizi had married and then divorced.

The path was paved, waiting only for Qin He to take her place. Yet, He He Shizi's fate as a wife-killer with no children still hindered Qin He. All that effort was in vain; Qin He married someone else and became the Wang Fu's Wang He Shizi's wife.

"What a pity. He He Shizi has the fate of a wife-killer with no children."

The female relatives sighed, feeling some regret.

"He He Shizi raises Qin He's child as his own; he is not without a child."

Upon hearing this, the women from various families became jealous again. Qin He had not even married He Yan, yet after marrying and bearing a child, she was still so fortunate. Everyone pondered that both Qin He and her child possessed high fortune.

At the teleportation array site, Qin He's child held the summoning magic treasure. The little girl summoned rain and snow.

He Yan cast a spell to assist. Xue Qing and Qin He also acted on the side. The crowd fell silent. Lin Yao looked up at the sky from the crowd. The dry, cold sky had a patch of dark clouds. After waiting a while, no snow fell.

Lin Yao had no time to wait further; he activated the teleportation array and returned to the fief.

Qin Bi looked at him. Lin Yao said, "There are clouds for rain and snow, but they have not fallen yet. We must wait and see."

Qin Bi would not wait. After Lin Yao went to scatter seeds, she waved her hand, and the light rain grew heavier. After Lin Yao finished scattering seeds, he found nearby farmers to transplant the vegetable seedlings. By mid-afternoon, seeing the sky turn ominous, the guards stayed behind, while Qin Bi, Lin Yao, and Guard Yan departed.

It would not do to leave too few guards; the vegetable patch was growing larger and larger, making it hard to watch over.

When they returned to the Wang Fu, the sky was overcast, and a few flakes of snow drifted in the air.

Qin Bi: "..."

I thought it was so impressive! Just this? Who are they fooling?!

Qin Bi's lack of approval was useless. As dusk approached, the light snow grew heavier. Once a layer of snow covered the ground, it stopped. Even for such a light snowfall, the Great Yan Emperor bestowed rewards upon Qin He's child.

Rong Juan sneered. As soon as the imperial decree was issued, Rong Juan asked the Great Yan Emperor: "Your Majesty, is a wild child worthy of receiving the rewards meant for He Yan's child?"

The Great Yan Emperor asked him: "Your child; are you willing to give it to He Yan?"