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

Chapter 220 How Can You Take Without Asking?

Rong Yang stood up, clutching a small pillow, a tiny bundle.

The boys looked down and wondered, "Is there a blade of grass growing here?" They weren't sure.

He Yan picked up the little dumpling and said to the younger generation of the He family, "You guys go ahead."

It wouldn't be appropriate for an adult to go, but since the little dumpling minded, He Yan couldn't care less about anything else. The young scholars of the He family valued Rong Yang, the little dumpling, highly, and since He Yan had spoken, they naturally had to go.

The young boys, not very old, rolled up their sleeves and said, "Let's go to Prince Xue's mansion."

A dozen or so boys, all under ten years old, called on a few sisters from their families. The sisters were quite young, so it was understandable that they wanted to ask Fu Bao to return the flowers and plants. They all left in a flurry.

"This, this, isn't this inappropriate?" the second young mistress said.

He Yan remained calm. After considering for a moment, the Duchess of Yan sighed, "It's good to make a scene. It will save us from having to come to our Duke of Yan's mansion for help no matter how big or small the matter is. Doesn't the Xue family have anyone else? They just think that the things in our Duke of Yan's mansion have no owner."

That's what she said. Lady Yan walked to the flower bushes, looked down at the few scattered bits of soil, and said that she was really sorry there was a weed in this spot. Fortunately, it was the younger generation who went there, so it would be good to give Qin He a little nudge.

Everyone went to the living room to wait for news from the Xue Prince's residence.

He Yan looked down at the little dumpling, thinking back to how adorable it was when it pointed at the soil and said there was a blade of grass there. He Yan's heart softened, but this personality was really unlike his own.

The younger generation of the He family went to the Xue Prince's residence in a huff, and the Xue Prince came out to greet them.

When he heard that it was because Fu Bao had picked the flowers and plants of the Duke of Yan's mansion, Prince Xue was taken aback: "Is there some misunderstanding? Our two families are on good terms, and Fu Bao is just a child."

"There's no misunderstanding." The young scholar held out his hand: "Here are the flowers and plants."

Fu Bao threw it away on the way. Where could she get it? Prince Xue tried to reason with her, but the younger generation of the Xue family didn't care about such things. They thought, "So what if the flowers and plants are lost?" With a glance, they saw that the Xue Prince's garden was planted with flowers and plants.

"Pull them up!" The boy in the lead gave the order, and the others hurriedly pulled at the flowers and plants.

Fu Bao protested: "I only picked one flower."

Who cares about her? Who told you to be so nosy? Even their little dumpling Rong Yang is bothered by this? Well, sorry, digging up a patch of flowers and grass isn't enough to vent your anger. The young masters and ladies are pulling at the flowers and grass.

Qin He trembled with anger: "Does Prince He know?"

The young scholar replied, "Hehe..."

Fu Bao cried and made a scene, and Prince Xue's face darkened.

The commotion caused by the He family members quickly spread throughout the capital. The ladies were initially taken aback, then found it amusing. It seemed unbelievable that they would go to Prince Xue's mansion to dig up flowers and plants just because of a single plant.

"Could there be something else going on? It can't be that serious!" said the Lady of Anyuan Marquis to her close friend.

The lady guessed, "Could it be that the young princess took something valuable?!"

“The young princess of the Xue family is not lacking in anything, she shouldn’t be so short-sighted.”

Everyone was discussing it, and He Shizi's colleagues were even more puzzled. The Emperor of Da Yan had also heard about the matter and thought that this was not something the Duke of Yan's mansion would do.

The Emperor of Great Yan summoned He Yan to the palace and asked, "My dear minister, the Duke of Yan's mansion and the Prince of Xue's mansion have always had a good relationship. Over the years, you have taken good care of the Prince of Xue. Is it true that your juniors went to the Prince of Xue's mansion to cause trouble?"

Prince He held Rong Yang in his arms: "Really."

"Just for a single flower or plant?" The Emperor of Great Yan's eyes widened in astonishment.

Of course not. For the sake of the little dumpling, Prince He would not label the child as willful. He nodded and said, "Just for a flower or plant, how can you take something from my Yan State Duke's mansion without asking?"

The Prime Minister, listening from the side, stroked his beard and thought, "Oh, I understand. This is a warning to those who lack self-awareness. You can't act like an outsider; an outsider is an outsider. All of He Shizi's things belong to Rong Yang, the young heir. The relationship between the Duke of Yan's mansion and the Prince of Xue's mansion remains to be discussed."

The Prime Minister turned to look at the Minister of War, and the two exchanged glances, each having a general idea of ​​what was going on.

The Prime Minister gave the Emperor a meaningful look, and the Emperor of Great Yan saw it and immediately waved his hand: "I just asked about it after hearing about it. It's nothing. Minister He, go ahead and do your work. Rong Yang, your prince brother will come to play with you in a little while."

Rong Yang and the young prince got along well, so Rong Yang stayed, while Prince He left.

As a result, after leaving, several stacks of memorials were handed over to the little dumpling. There was no hope for the Crown Prince Rong, as he didn't want to attend court at all. The Emperor of Great Yan didn't want to tire himself out, so he was just waiting for the little dumpling to enter the palace.

Rong Yang took off running, but the Minister of War scoffed, "You can't escape."

Eunuch Fu and the young eunuch followed with the memorials. Rong Yang couldn't outrun the adults, so he took a pile of memorials and went to the Rong Prince's residence first. The Rong Prince was at home holding his youngest son, Rong Chi. When he saw this scene, his handsome face darkened.

"Send it back," said Prince Rong.

Eunuch Fu and the young eunuch slipped away quickly and couldn't be sent back.

Qin Bi was speechless and said to the little dumpling, "Why don't you run away?"

Rong Yang spread her little hands: "They're all stopping me."

The Crown Prince of Rong cursed, "All the civil and military officials in the court have become successful."

In his past life, when he was the emperor, anyone who dared to do this would be put to death.

With a wife and children in his life, Rong Jun had no desire to be emperor after seeing the little dumpling in his arms. Helpless, he beckoned Rong Yang over and separated the memorials, not wanting to let He Shizi benefit from them.

Rong Jun and Rong Yang were distributing memorials, while the little dumpling was still babbling. Qin Bi found it amusing. It was cool under the trees in the courtyard, so she sat down on a chair and asked about the situation at the Duke of Yan's mansion and the Prince of Xue's mansion.

A villain? He has to look like a villain.

Keep an eye on Qin He, and seize any opportunity to kick her while she's down, without holding back.

The little dumpling chattered away, busy distributing memorials to Prince Rong. The little guy was short and stood on tiptoe next to Prince Rong. Prince Rong pointed out the types of memorials, and the child nodded his little head and wrote them down one by one.

"You mean Fu Bao dug up a blade of grass, and the younger generation of the He family went to kill him?" Qin Bi was stunned after hearing this, and glanced at the little dumpling. This temper was not like He Yan's.

“Yes.” Rong Yang nodded happily.

Prince Rong was in a good mood, but then asked, "Whose temperament do I take after?"

Qin Bi turned her head to look elsewhere. Rong Yang thought for a moment. At this moment, Qin Lang arrived. This kid would come to the Rong King's Mansion to find his sister whenever he had nothing to do, or he would run to the Yan State Duke's Mansion to find Rong Yang.

"I will follow Prince He's lead," Qin Lang said.

“No.” Prince Rong’s gaze shifted from Qin Bi to Qin Lang: “Prince He is not like that.”

“We Qin Yanhou’s people aren’t like that!” Qin Lang exclaimed. “Petty, greedy, and scheming? I, I, anyway, my cousins ​​and I aren’t like that.”

Qin Bi smiled, a bright smile: "Just like me."

"Let Qin Bi have her way," Rong Jun said, turning his gaze to the little dumpling in his arms. "Our Rong Chi will follow me."

Qin Bi also looked at the little dumpling and chuckled, "Just wait and see."

(End of this chapter)