The wife travels through time and space to honor her husband: The heirless prince raises a child

Chapter 189 It's impossible to increase Fu Bao's fortune.
Qin Lang's expression froze, and he looked bewildered: "Sister, the Great Yan needs rainwater."

This cultivation world needs rain, and so does the Great Yan. Shouldn't we summon rain immediately if we can? Why does my sister seem so unconcerned and indifferent?

The advisors thought so too, what does the Crown Princess mean by this?
Rong Shizi, holding his youngest son, was also somewhat surprised. Qin Bi was even more bewildered than Qin Lang: "If you need rain, just ask people like Fu Bao and Qin He to summon it. No one will be fighting over it. Even if I summon it, it will only fall into my own home and has nothing to do with others!"

So what's the rush? Why are you all urging her to do anything?
Qin Bi summoned rain, but it didn't fall on other people's homes or fields.

“Princess Consort.” Lin Yao was exasperated: “If you could summon a rain, even a light one, the Emperor would reward you handsomely, and it would also benefit the two young princes.”

Qin Bi didn't care: "I'll try summoning rain from my own farmland later."

Want everyone to benefit? No way.

Is Qin Bi a generous person? No, she only pretended to be generous because she was born out of wedlock. In reality, Qin Bi is not generous at all. Qin He is scheming to gain good fortune, so Qin Bi must be extremely stingy!

Lin Yao looked at his son, realizing that his advisors could no longer communicate with the princess.

Prince Rong carried his youngest son to sit down on the side, removed the small blanket to avoid suffocating the little baby in the hot summer. Prince Rong didn't even glance at Lin Yao, and then everyone was dumbfounded.

With no other options available, Qin Bi ignored all the kind words and advice her advisors had given her.

The advisors left the Crown Prince's courtyard feeling dejected. They were all talk, but they couldn't be persuaded by either soft or hard tactics. The Crown Princess didn't care about anything at all and went off to eat melon seeds with the young Crown Prince Rong Yang in her arms.

"Sister, why don't you try again!" Qin Lang refused to give up.

Qin Lang gave Rong Yang a wink, and the little dumpling said, "Mother, give it a try!"

"Is that all the land you have?" Qin Bi poked at the empty space in the courtyard, an area about the size of two tabletops. "It's not worth it. If it rains too much, it will end up in someone else's house. Why should it be like this?!"

The child was dumbfounded. It was indeed difficult to control the area affected by the rain. The cultivators in this world only wanted to summon more rain and never thought about controlling the amount of rain so that other people wouldn't get a drop.

In order to prevent any rain from falling on other houses, it actually stopped summoning rain.

“Summon rain to the fertile fields of Great Yan,” Rong Yang said. “It will earn us prestige.”

Qin Lang also said, "Yes, yes, sister."

Prince Rong didn't participate; his mind was completely occupied by the little dumpling.

Qin Bi didn't want to, but Qin Lang and Rong Yang, one big and one small, were full of anticipation. Helpless, Qin Bi had no choice but to take Qin Lang's summoning artifact and use the artifact, which was decorated with rain, to summon the rain.

A moment later, a wind picked up.

Qin Lang blinked, and Rong Yang immediately began to observe the sky.

Prince Rong removed the little hand that the baby was biting, squinted at the sky, and saw the clouds begin to change. Smoke-like clouds gathered with the wind, and this celestial phenomenon immediately alarmed everyone.

Inside the Xue Prince's residence, Qin He noticed the change in the clouds and nudged Fu Bao, saying, "Go and summon them quickly."

Prince Xue gave the summoning artifact to Fu Bao, who hurriedly ran towards the main gate of the Prince's mansion with Qin He. When summoning, one should make a big fuss and let everyone know, otherwise how can one earn a good reputation for good fortune?

As dusk settled and the wind picked up, many people from the mansions of prominent families came out and looked up at the sky.

"Fu Bao, summon it quickly," Qin He urged.

Fu Bao began to summon with the summoning artifact, and immediately people from the Great Yan stopped to watch.

Inside the palace, even the Emperor of Great Yan had left his study. The ministers looked up at the sky, having learned their lesson this time. They couldn't guarantee that it would rain, and were all watching and waiting.

Some cultivators took the opportunity to summon rain, increasing the amount of rainfall. Qin Bi could guess what was going on even without going out. She sat in her chair, eating melon seeds and casually holding her summoning artifact. Qin Lang and Rong Yang were getting anxious; how could anyone summon like that?

The wind blew harder and harder, lasting for almost half an hour. Sweat beaded on Fu Bao's forehead. The little girl had expended a lot of spiritual energy, but she couldn't borrow any rain. The dim sky gradually brightened.

Inside the Rong King's residence, the Rong heir had already placed his sleeping youngest son in the bedroom.

Rong Yang asked Qin Bi blankly, "It's not raining anymore?!"

Qin Lang also asked, "Didn't it come?"

Looks like they're still not giving up! Qin Bi was very easy to talk to: "Then let another gust of wind summon them."

As soon as she finished speaking, Qin Bi continued to summon, and Qin Lang and Rong Yang discovered that dark clouds had indeed gathered again, the sky had darkened again, the hot summer had become cool, and a strong wind suddenly rose.

After blowing for about half an hour, the dark clouds dispersed again.

Qin Bi had already put the summoning artifact aside and was focused on eating melon seeds. As soon as Qin Lang and Rong Yang asked, "Is it not raining anymore? Why does it look like there are dark clouds and only wind blowing but no rain?"

Undeterred, Qin Bi summoned the wind again.

This continued repeatedly, deceiving people until evening.

The people of Da Yan had given up hope of rain. Qin He took Fu Bao home. Qin He realized that it was impossible to bring Fu Bao good fortune through this rain.

At this moment, Qin Lang and Rong Yang belatedly realized that Qin Bi had been deceiving them. The little dumpling fell silent, and Qin Lang also shut his mouth and stopped asking. If he asked again, Qin Bi would only be lying.

They kept trying to fool people, but after all that, not a single drop of rain fell.

Qin Lang didn't need his sister's summons anymore; he couldn't afford it. Qin Lang got up, picked up a bucket of water, and poured it onto the open ground. The Prince's mansion had trees and flowers planted on it, so the soil in the open ground wasn't dry.

Rong Yang glanced at the soil and said, "One bucket of water won't do; the soil won't be thoroughly watered."

"I'll carry two more buckets of water." Qin Lang went to fetch more water.

Qin Bi ate melon seeds as she went over, without mentioning the summons. Qin Lang and Rong Yang also stopped talking about it. Rong Shizi came out of the bedroom and laughed angrily. This woman could even fool her own son.

They behaved themselves now and stopped asking Qin Bi for help.

It's easier to carry two buckets of water to the small vegetable patch that Rong Yang has her eye on in the yard than to have Qin Bi summon her.

The problem is that everyone was eagerly waiting, but Qin Bi, who was both the older sister and the mother, was just lying to them. Even if the wind was blowing hard and the dark clouds covered a wide area, it wasn't a demon summoned by Qin Bi. After all that commotion, if Qin Lang and Rong Yang still couldn't see through it, they would be fools.

Qin Bi leaned closer to watch the person watering the vegetable garden and asked, "Are you still summoning?"

Qin Lang: "..."

Rong Yang: "......"

The young master Rong ignored it and said to Qin Bi, "I'll stay inside, you keep an eye on things."

Qin Bi nodded, and Prince Rong went to summon his advisors for a meeting.

Things are alright here, but Fu Bao fell ill because the spiritual energy she used for summoning was too much. The little girl is unconscious, and the Emperor of Great Yan in the palace was so angry that he didn't eat dinner that night. The wind blew for half a day, but not a single drop of rain fell.

Who cares about the rain? Being this stingy is ridiculous.

I'm so irritable and everything seems wrong to me. I'm even eating, I'm so angry I'm full.