Chapter 68: Fubao Has Fortune

"I am looking for He Shizi," Little Tuanzi said.

The guard smiled: "Our Heir Apparent is not home; he went to the Beast Realm small space."

Little Tuanzi knew that; he was just here to pretend to be a little pitiful one, poking at the Yan Guogong Manor's sore spot every day. When they knew about him later and remembered his current pitiful look, hehe, the child was happy.

The child wouldn't leave, and the guard had no way to deal with him.

"Why come to He Shizi's house to pretend to be a little pitiful one?" the Little Imperial Prince asked in a low voice, leaning against Little Tuanzi.

"The Yan Guogong Manor has many good things, so many they can't be put away," Little Tuanzi also said in a low voice: "I am worried about emptying them for Fubao. I have to come and keep an eye on it. I am going to have a younger brother, and I don't have good things for my younger brother."

The Little Imperial Prince nodded: "Fubao has fortune."

Little Tuanzi took out dried sweet potatoes from his small pouch and shared them with Yan Xun: "Give you some to eat, my mother made these small snacks for me."

When the Little Imperial Prince saw it was spiritual food, he took it with a smile. The two children dangled their little legs at the gate of the Yan Guogong Manor eating dried sweet potatoes. When the Yan Guogong Lady heard about it, she didn't pay attention; they were just children, probably here to play.

Without a calling card, there was no intention of entering the manor.

It wasn't the first time; for other people's children, the Yan Guogong Lady had no waves in her heart.

After the Yan Guogong Manor's Old Lady fell ill, the Yan Guogong Lady also fell ill, mainly because her heart was blocked. Qin Bi's pregnancy blocked her heart, and Qin He's pregnancy also blocked her heart; it was incredibly vexing.

Qin Bi looked at the sky at home. It was fine in the morning, but now it was a bit gloomy. She went to the study to find Rong Juan: "Heir Apparent, this sky, it looks gloomy to me, won't it snow?"

Rong Juan pondered, and the strategist smiled: "Heir Apparent Consort, it would be good if it really snowed, but it's just a cloudy day."

"It just snowed, it shouldn't snow again," Rong Juan flicked his black brocade robe and stood up: "Little Tuanzi has been gone for a while, I will go pick him up, lest he freezes."

Qin Bi nodded and walked out: "I feel cold too."

When Rong Juan heard this, he didn't show it on his face, but his heart tugged with pain. He should have gone with the child. Qin Bi walked quickly back to the bedroom to get Little Tuanzi's beast fur small cloak.

Rong Juan saw Qin Bi's hurried steps and reached out to pick her up.

Back in the bedroom, Qin Bi didn't need to look; Rong Juan took the beast fur small cloak, thought about it, and took his own beast fur cloak. Qin Bi and Rong Juan both knew which of the child's clothes were thick.

"Don't worry," Rong Juan comforted Qin Bi: "The world lacks rain; it's unlikely to rain or snow without an Immortal Sect summoning it."

"But Little Tuanzi went to the Yan Guogong Manor," Qin Bi said just that.

Little Tuanzi went to the Yan Guogong Manor; maybe it would rain or snow.

Rong Juan was surprised but didn't ask Qin Bi why she thought so. He told Qin Bi not to go out and freeze, went out, got into the carriage, and went straight to the Yan Guogong Manor. By the time Rong Juan arrived, it was starting to snow lightly.

Outside the Yan Guogong Manor, Rong Juan's face turned cold. It was so cold, yet the He family didn't let the child into the manor.

Rong Juan got out of the carriage, took the beast fur cloak, and walked over. He wrapped the two children in the cloak and was about to leave when the child became anxious. Little Tuanzi pulled himself out of the beast fur.

"Father," Little Tuanzi stretched out his little hands and said: "Our small stools."

Nothing was given to him, so leaving a small stool behind wouldn't do.

Rong Juan turned around, flicked his sleeves, and put them into the storage bag. The guards were so scared they didn't dare to step forward and hurriedly entered the manor to report. Qin He's child Fubao had just come to the manor. When the Yan Guogong Lady saw Fubao, she was happy and stopped lying down.

The little girl was very cute, relieving the Yan Guogong Lady's boredom. The Yan Guogong Lady's illness was more than half cured.

"No need to pay attention," the Yan Guogong Lady said after hearing the guard's report.

The guard withdrew. Fubao's eyes turned, and she proposed to leave.

The Yan Guogong Lady was also somewhat tired, so she ordered people to bring the things for Fubao and sent Fubao away. Big bags and small bags, whatever the child liked, all kinds of crystals and jade, were all moved to the carriage.

Fubao was arrogant, showing off to Little Tuanzi in the Rong Prince Manor's carriage, humph, nostrils pointing to the sky.

Rong Juan narrowed his eyes, and the Little Imperial Prince exclaimed: "Wow, the Yan Guogong Manor really loves Fubao, giving her so many things."

Little Tuanzi didn't look anymore and ran back to Rong Juan's side. Rong Juan pulled the child into his arms and said gently: "When we get home, I will open the Prince Manor's treasury. Whatever Little Tuanzi likes, just pick it; it's all Little Tuanzi's."

"Wow," the Little Imperial Prince turned back, envying Little Tuanzi again: "The things in the Imperial Palace are not mine."

That was true; the Little Imperial Prince was just an Imperial Prince, and the things in the Imperial Palace were indeed not Yan Xun's. Rong Juan laughed in anger, held Little Tuanzi, and brought a bowl of warm water for the child to drink. It wasn't hot, but it wasn't cold either; drinking it made his body warm.

Little Tuanzi talked to the Little Imperial Prince, and they sent the Little Imperial Prince back to the palace first.

When the Great Yan Emperor heard about this, he looked at Rong Juan's cold face and was speechless: "Aren't you bullying people? The Yan Guogong Manor knows nothing, yet you go and poke at their sore spot like this. Your own child has run to the manor gate to freeze more than once. If the Yan Guogong family finds out later, how uncomfortable will they feel? Don't be so heart-wrenching."

Rong Juan didn't speak, and Little Tuanzi huddled in Rong Juan's arms without a sound. He would go again next time.

"Little Tuanzi," the Great Yan Emperor couldn't talk to Rong Juan, so he coaxed the child: "Imperial Nephew, let's not go again in the future."

Little Tuanzi took out a piece of dried sweet potato from his small pouch: "Imperial Uncle, do you want to eat dried sweet potato?"

The Great Yan Emperor was a foodie, his eyes lighting up: "Eat."

The child gave the dried sweet potato to the Great Yan Emperor, and then Rong Juan nimbly carried Little Tuanzi away.

The sweet potato was spiritual food, and the dried sweet potato made from it wasn't big; the Great Yan Emperor finished it in a few bites. Remembering there were things he hadn't instructed, he looked for Rong Juan and his son again, but they were long gone.

The Great Yan Emperor: "..."

Rong Juan and Little Tuanzi returned home. Qin Bi touched the child's hands, and they were warm, so she felt relieved. She took the child from Rong Juan's arms, carried him back to the room, and learned from the child's mouth that he had pretended to be a little pitiful one outside the manor gate, and Fubao had gotten big bags of good things.

Qin Bi sighed and said to the child: "Little Tuanzi, let's not go again in the future."

Little Tuanzi looked up: "But I don't have good things for my younger brother."

"You do," Qin Bi's eyes held a smile: "Mother cultivated ten acres of good farmland for you, and they are all planted with vegetables. I asked the strategist Lin Yao, and they are growing well. The vegetables on the ten acres are all yours."

The child pondered: "Our Great Yan lacks rain, and crops don't grow well."

"Just wait," Qin Bi had a confident look. Thinking of something, Qin Bi first asked the child: "Am I capable?"

Little Tuanzi was very supportive: "Capable."

Qin Bi laughed happily, her eyebrows bright, and said: "When your good farmland grows vegetables, the output will scare the Chancellor and the Six Ministers. Ordinary vegetables will surely be sold at the price of spiritual vegetables."

Little Tuanzi wasn't easy to fool: "Without rain, vegetables don't grow."

Qin Bi didn't say anything, summoning Little Tuanzi's Little Xiangyun: "Transporting rain depends on you."

Little Xiangyun was a small Little Xiangyun, inexperienced, and didn't understand what this meant. ===== CHAPTER 69 =====