Chapter 7: Blessing Value is Very High

Qin Bi was only surprised for a moment and didn't care.

The Duchess of the Yan Guogong Manor felt complicated after hearing this. If Qin He hadn't been hindered by He Yan's fate, the child Qin He was carrying would have been the child of the Yan Guogong Manor. Unfortunately, it had no fate with the He family.

Thinking about this made the Duchess of the Yan Guogong Manor feel stifled. If she had known Qin He couldn't do it, she would never have agreed to Qin Bi's divorce, even if it meant having no children—it was better than He Yan not having anyone by his side.

This fate of He Yan's had no effect on Qin Bi.

The Duchess of the Yan Guogong Manor felt depressed. He Yan heard that Qin He was pregnant and opened his storeroom to send many precious tonics. Many noble ladies were incredibly jealous, envious, and hateful toward Qin He.

Not marrying He Yan, yet still receiving the care of the Yan Guogong Manor—how could her fate be so good?!

Qin Bi had damaged her spirit and nourished it for two months before Rong Juan went to the Fourth Branch of the Qin Yan Marquis Manor to tell Qin Di and He Shi that Qin Bi was pregnant. Qin Di was naturally happy.

Qin Tang finally breathed a sigh of relief. With this child, Rong Juan would inevitably look at them differently.

He Shi sighed: "If your sister were here, there would be no place for Qin Bi."

Qin Tang couldn't answer this. The legitimate eldest daughter of the Fourth Branch didn't have that fate. He was her own brother, and he couldn't speak nonsense with his eyes open. Didn't he see Qin He of the Second Branch? He Yan sent betrothal gifts twice, and Qin He was lucky not to have lost her life.

He Shi felt uncomfortable in her heart, both sour and astringent, thinking of her legitimate eldest daughter.

When the Yan Guogong Manor heard that Qin Bi was pregnant, the Old Duchess and the Duchess of the Yan Guogong Manor felt their world collapse. The Duchess of the Yan Guogong Manor swayed and fainted from the blow, and the Old Duchess also fell ill.

The Duchess of the Yan Guogong Manor woke up, feeling stifled in her heart, and cried to the Duke of the Yan Guogong: "We had already welcomed her into the house, so why did we divorce? I should have stopped it; we shouldn't have married a co-wife."

The Duke of the Yan Guogong sighed. Saying these things was useless; spilled water couldn't be gathered.

In the Xue Prince's Manor, Qin He was drinking top-grade tonics. The hand holding the spoon paused, and she asked her legitimate sister: "Isn't she unable to give birth? Back then, the Mystic Arts master's prophecy said Qin Bi had no children."

"That's right." The legitimate sister twisted her handkerchief: "It was said she had no children."

Qin He thought for a while and smiled: "That's good too, at least she won't be without children to rely on."

The legitimate sister felt it wasn't worth it for Qin He: "You don't have bad intentions, yet she still blames you."

Qin He continued to drink the soup, smiling and saying: "I heard from Mother that Cousin Qin Bi's temper is different from others."

The legitimate sister curled her lips. When she left, Qin He ordered people to pack a gift for her. The legitimate sister left happily. Every time she came, there were things to take, and the sisters in the family were all willing to come and talk to Qin He.

Qin Bi had damaged her spirit, her heart not mastering her spirit, and her thoughts were too heavy.

It wasn't that she wanted to, but her lifespan was damaged, and she couldn't hold onto her spirit.

Rong Juan returned to the bedroom from the study, holding a brocade box. He sat on the edge of the bed. Qin Bi leaned against the head of the bed, trying not to lie down to avoid becoming more lazy and tired. Rong Juan took out a pill and gave it to Qin Bi.

"Your lifespan is damaged, and your heart does not master your spirit." Rong Juan said: "This is a Spirit-Condensing Pill. Eat it and sleep."

For those who don't cultivate, the Spirit-Condensing Pill is extremely precious, something one might not see in a lifetime. Qin Bi didn't know if Rong Juan had the Spirit-Condensing Pill all along or if he had specifically bought it from a cultivation sect; in any case, one was very expensive.

Qin Bi took it, ate it, and lay down to sleep. Rong Juan pulled the quilt over her.

This fictional world has sixteen months in a year. The month of giving birth depends on the situation. For those who cultivate, it's not difficult to give birth early. Qin He had resources provided by the Yan Guogong Manor and the Xue Prince's Manor, and she was going to give birth in six months.

On the day Qin He gave birth, the entire Jingcheng was shocked.

Rong Juan wrapped Qin Bi in a cloak and also came to the courtyard. After taking the Spirit-Condensing Pill, Qin Bi's spirit didn't scatter as much. She stood in the corridor and looked toward the Xue Prince's Manor, only to see two auspicious clouds above the Xue Prince's Manor.

Qin Bi's pupils shrank. Auspicious clouds carry blessings. There were only three auspicious clouds in the entire Great Yan Kingdom.

The Great Yan Emperor had one, and the other two belonged to Rong Juan and He Yan respectively. The Xue Prince's Manor had two auspicious clouds. He Yan used his own auspicious clouds to protect Qin He, and the other must belong to the Great Yan Emperor.

Qin Bi couldn't be called jealous, but she felt stifled.

Rong Juan also thought that He Yan might have asked for the auspicious clouds from the Great Yan Emperor. He was full of unhappiness, looked at the auspicious clouds above the Xue Prince's Manor, and said: "How about I scatter the auspicious cloud blessings for her?"

Qin Bi wanted to as well, but she felt something was wrong: "How are we so much like villains?"

Rong Juan glanced at Qin Bi, his eyes sharp: "Put away those fresh words that don't belong to this world."

Qin Bi didn't speak. Rong Juan knew about transmigration; she had guessed it long ago.

However, Qin Bi really wanted to ask, Qin He was also a transmigrator, why could Qin He make colored glaze and soap, living a flourishing life, while she couldn't do anything she wanted? The words reached her lips, but Qin Bi was too lazy to ask.

Forget it, she had just nourished her spirit a little, and she couldn't afford to consume it internally.

Suddenly, there was a gasp all around. Qin Bi looked at the sky above the Xue Prince's Manor. The two auspicious clouds suddenly swooped down. Qin Bi's heart skipped a beat, and she had some guesses in her heart.

Rong Juan helped her back to the bedroom and then left.

Qin He's pregnancy was formidable, born after consuming two auspicious clouds. Not long after, news spread that the daughter Qin He gave birth to had a very high blessing value. After she was born, it snowed, and the harvest would certainly be bountiful next year.

By the time Qin He's child had a full-month banquet, the things He Yan sent were all precious items, and the Great Yan Emperor also sent a heavy gift. The noble ladies of the entire Jingcheng were envious again.

On the day of the full-month banquet, Qin He's child tested for spiritual roots, and the spiritual root talent was quite good.

Now it was even better. More people were envious. With spiritual roots, one could embark on the path of cultivation, and the gap between them and ordinary people without spiritual roots was immediately widened. For this, the Qin Yan Marquis Manor sent a congratulatory gift.

Qin Bi didn't know when she would give birth. Rong Juan told her: "Twelve months."

Qin Bi: "..."

So, she should just not care about anything and let Rong Juan arrange it.

Rong Juan looked at Qin Bi more. Qin Bi leaned on the bed and asked: "What's wrong?"

"You are the child's mother. I was thinking, do you want to make a small garment for the child?" Rong Juan hesitated: "You don't need to make many, just one small garment is enough. My son should be loved by both parents."

Qin Bi's body was not good, and it wasn't good to expend energy, but Rong Juan didn't want his child not to even have a small garment made by his mother's own hands. Rong Juan had no idea if Qin Bi could do needlework.

Qin Bi thought for a while: "Fine."

Rong Juan went to prepare. Qin Bi thought he would prepare soft fabric or something, but instead, he brought her an auspicious cloud. Qin Bi, this country bumpkin, was dumbfounded, and her dazed brain immediately became clear.

Rong Juan pulled the auspicious cloud and separated the cloud threads: "Use this to sew a small garment for my son."

Qin Bi didn't dare to start, worried about wasting the precious cloud threads. She sent someone to her maiden family to call her legitimate mother. When He Shi saw the cloud threads being used to sew a small garment, she felt even more uncomfortable in her heart, carefully cutting the small garment.

Qin Bi sewed it herself. Fortunately, a small garment used little material, and it was finished quickly. ===== CHAPTER 8 =====