Chapter 63

Rong Juan gave a scoff: "My son, why would I give him to He Yan?"

"That settles it then." The Great Yan Emperor treated He Yan and Rong Juan the same, as high-ranking officials, and would not favor one over the other: "With your fate, having Rong Yang is not easy, so I assume you wouldn't give him to He Yan. He Yan has no children, and he treats Qin He's child as his own, so I can only value Qin He's child a bit more. Otherwise, it would chill He Yan's heart, and he would think I am biased."

Rong Juan couldn't argue further, and the Great Yan Emperor sighed.

Rong Yang was playing with the little Imperial Prince, looking at this one and that one in the court, listening to them discuss Fubao's merit, as well as her fortune, and He Yan asking for rewards for Fubao.

After leaving the palace, they boarded the carriage.

The child asked Rong Juan: "Father, if that father doesn't know me, can he just give everything to other people's children and cherish other people's children? Can't he save some treasures for me?"

Rong Juan pondered and glanced at the child: "How about you go and acknowledge him? The things are being moved away more and more."

"Yeah." The child sighed: "It's so worrying."

Rong Juan laughed in anger, composed his expression, and said to Rong Yang: "Back then, your father wanted to take a secondary wife and was not good to your mother. Whether you acknowledge him or not is up to you; your mother also leaves it to you. You make your own decision."

Rong Yang thought for a moment, tilted his little head, and asked: "What about my younger brother?"

Rong Juan said: "Not yet."

"I have to acknowledge him." The child muttered: "Once I acknowledge him, I'll keep an eye on things so they aren't sent out. They've all been moved away; when my younger brother is born later, I won't be able to bring out any good things."

"I am fated to lose wives and have no children." Rong Juan narrowed his eyes, his expression calm as he said: "I also hope you have a younger brother. Let's see; whether there is one or not, I will keep the Heir Apparent position for your younger brother."

Rong Yang nodded like a little adult: "I'll keep a portion too, to let my younger brother become the most blessed cub in the world."

Rong Juan was startled. This child was different from the children he raised in his previous lives; those were all ungrateful wretches. He just said it—the child he raised himself is closer. Even if he had other children, Rong Yang was still his son.

Back home, Qin Bi had also returned. Neither Rong Juan nor Rong Yang mentioned Qin He and her child to Qin Bi.

Rong Yang was a little adult, attending court and discussing politics from a young age, and his little head was very sharp. The father at the Yan Guogong Manor was not good to his mother, so the child didn't mention it. His mother's lifespan had once been damaged, and the child took it to heart.

"Mother." The child threw himself into Qin Bi's arms, tilted his little head, and asked: "Did you dig up vegetables for me?"

"I did." Qin Bi took out the vegetables she brought back: "There is also a small radish, I'll make radish balls for you to eat, and there's cilantro. In a while, the cabbage will be ready to eat."

Rong Yang rummaged through the vegetables. He didn't take them into the palace; he couldn't let that Fubao benefit.

He had his own, and Fubao wanted a share of everything. Rong Yang brought guards to plant the small cabbages in the courtyard. Next time Qin Bi went to the fief, she brought back soil from the fields, mixed with the soil poured out from the small teacup.

The small teacup Qin Bi condensed at the beginning could pour out soil and also condense water. She had saved up quite a bit of soil. After tidying up the courtyard, Qin Bi set about planting the vegetables she brought back.

There were also those seedlings planted in the teacup. She didn't know if the teacup was too small, but they hadn't grown much. It was better to transplant them to the courtyard. Qin Bi cast rain and irrigated the small vegetable patch.

Qin Bi hadn't returned to the Qin Yan Hou Fu during this time. Qin Tang's wife, Jiang Shi, came over once. Qin Bi washed her hands and went into the room to talk with Jiang Shi. Jiang Shi asked about the little Heir Apparent.

"He's in the study." Qin Bi smiled.

"Do you know that Qin He's child brought a snowfall?" Jiang Shi brought up Qin He and sighed: "Qin He is indeed blessed. The child she gave birth to swallowed two auspicious clouds, has a high fortune value, and is also a disciple of an immortal sect. At such a young age, she can use immortal arts to bring rain and snow. The Emperor rewarded her with quite a few things."

When Jiang Shi spoke of Qin He, she was completely convinced. Among the sisters in the manor, Qin He was the most blessed.

Qin Bi smiled slightly. She had even swallowed the Great Yan Emperor's auspicious clouds; it would be hard not to be blessed. If he had these auspicious clouds, the Great Yan Emperor himself could bring a snowfall, and it would be easier to talk to the people from the immortal sects.

Unfortunately, they were just swallowed by Qin He's child like that.

Qin Bi had just started cultivating and couldn't say much. The Great Yan Kingdom's fortune value and luck value were not at the maximum level, relying entirely on the Great Yan Emperor to hold them up. Missing a top-tier auspicious cloud, they couldn't suppress the surrounding Great Chu and Rongdi in terms of luck.

"What have you been busy with lately?" Jiang Shi asked.

"Clearing fields." Qin Bi replied.

Jiang Shi nodded, sat for a while, and then left.

Over the next few days, Qin Bi kept clearing fields in the fief. Lin Yao and Yan Yan Huwei Yan gave it their all, working busily in the fields. With insufficient manpower, Rong Juan gave them another team of guards.

Fubao brought a snowfall, and Qin He was in the limelight. The ladies of various families sent invitations for them to attend banquets, and the Yan Guogong Manor sent all kinds of good things. Every time she went to the Yan Guogong Manor, Fubao would carry away bags and bags of things.

Rong Juan had been reborn for several lives, and in each life, he was an emperor. An emperor's thoughts and emotions are not revealed in his expression, but this time he was angered by He Yan. Rong Juan usually discussed matters concerning He Yan with the child.

For the past two days, Rong Juan didn't dare to mention it. He was already angry, and Rong Yang was still young, so he couldn't get angry.

The little Imperial Princes obtained good things, but before they could even warm their hands, there was a share for Rong Yang and a share for Fubao. The little Imperial Princes felt heartache, and after the Great Yan Emperor found out, he scolded the princes.

Yan Xun obtained spirit melon seeds and grabbed a handful for Rong Yang: "Brother Rong Yang, here, for you to eat."

Rong Yang took them and tried to crack one, but the spirit melon seed didn't crack. Rong Juan put down the memorial and reached out: "Father will peel the seeds for you."

Rong Yang handed them to Rong Juan and waited on the side. Rong Juan peeled the seeds and placed them in the child's palm. Rong Yang pinched them to eat, and the little Imperial Prince on the side was incredibly envious, touching his purse—not a single seed left.

"All gone?" Rong Juan asked the little Imperial Prince.

Yan Xun nodded: "My maternal grandfather only gave me a small handful, and I shared more than half with Fubao."

A cold, sharp look flashed in Rong Juan's eyes. The Great Yan Emperor was drinking tea on the side and hurriedly smoothed things over: "It's all the same, all the same. What Rong Yang has, Fubao must also have. My dear official, don't you agree?!"

"Are we not close to the Imperial Prince?" Rong Juan asked the little Imperial Prince: "Sharing more than half with someone else's child."

The little Imperial Prince was naive: "But Fubao is a little sister."

Rong Juan glanced at the little Imperial Prince, looking foolish. Qin He's child was nothing. However, remembering how this kid had protected him to the death in his previous life, let him be foolish if he wanted to.

In his previous life, Great Yan was in extreme danger. When this kid heard about it, he led troops to save the emperor and died in battle. Tsk, he died miserably, his fortune value was gone, and his luck couldn't be saved either.

So, let him be a bit foolish. Rong Juan gave the little Imperial Prince a few seeds.

The Great Yan Emperor's princes and his own children were bound by honor and disgrace from birth; it wouldn't hurt to be a bit better to this kid.

As for Fubao?

The prince was the Great Yan Emperor's child, Rong Yang was his child, but Fubao was definitely not He Yan's child.