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

Chapter 226 Just making wild guesses

Qin Lang nodded, indicating that he understood.

Lady Anyuan observed that Qin Lang might use some kind of magic, but to her surprise, Qin Lang casually took out a small teacup from his storage bag. This was a familiar trick of the Marquis of Anyuan's heir! She quickly sat down.

Qin Lang took out a handful of small demon beast crystals and put them into a small teacup.

Lady Anyuan asked from the side, "What's wrong with her second aunt? I hadn't paid attention before, but now I have. Both times, the child fell ill right after her second aunt arrived, and this time it was worse than the last few times."

Qin Lang was also puzzled: "That's really strange."

"That's right." Lady Anyuan opened her mouth to ask another question, but why don't you tell me why?

Qin Lang took a small teacup and waved it around the head of the Marquis of Anyuan, muttering incantations. The Marquis of Anyuan's wife promptly shut her mouth and watched quietly from the side. Qin Lang was only half-baked and worried that it wouldn't work. This time, it seemed that he was truly possessed.

Thinking of this, Qin Lang held the small teacup and circled it a couple more times.

The servant waved to the maid, who immediately went to make tea. After placing the tea on the table, the servant poured it, intending to curry favor with Qin Lang. Qin Lang was neither a sorcerer nor a mystic, but strangely enough, a mere shake of the small teacup worked.

Qin Lang stopped, and the heir of Marquis Anyuan asked, "Eh?"

Everyone looked at him, and the heir of Marquis Anyuan said, "I don't want to cry anymore."

Qin Lang and the servant exchanged a glance. So effective!
"Have some tea." The servant handed Qin Lang a fresh cup of tea: "This is our young master's prized spiritual tea."

Qin Lang's eyes lit up. He loved drinking spiritual tea. You see, he was just starting out in his cultivation journey and his cultivation level was low because he awakened late. If he wanted to improve his cultivation, he needed to eat some good things.

Qin Lang immediately replied, "Oh, I have to try it."

Lady Anyuan felt a pang of sympathy, but since the young master had been taken care of, she decided to let it go. She invited Qin Lang to sit down, and the young master of the Anyuan Marquis's mansion stopped crying, got up to wash his face, and came back looking much more energetic.

Lady Anyuan then mentioned the heir apparent's second aunt: "What happened?"

The Lady of the Marquis didn't mention this matter of sisters-in-law at all, just wanting to see if Qin Lang had any ability, whether he really knew a little bit or was just fooling people. Normally, a master of divination or sorcery with some ability could find out with a simple calculation.

Qin Lang was indeed stumped by the question, and turned to ask the heir of Marquis Anyuan, "Who is your second aunt?"

Lady Hou gave her son a meaningful look, but the Marquis of Anyuan ignored it and said, "My second uncle is gone, and my second aunt is living a life of hardship as a widow and her children. Our eldest branch of the family feels sorry for her family and often invites them over for meals."

Qin Lang, being quick-witted, readily replied, "Your second uncle is with you."

Lady Anyuan pursed her lips, and the servant also secretly pursed his lips. He had been completely unaware of what was going on with the second branch of the family when the young master mentioned that the second uncle was now with the young master. He should have figured it out by now.

What is this if not pure guessing? It's pure guessing!

It was just a coincidence that the diagnosis worked for the crown prince; it was only by sheer chance that it came true.

“That’s not right!” The heir of Marquis Anyuan analyzed for a moment and asked in confusion, “My second uncle has been gone for so many years, and I’ve always been fine whenever my second aunt comes to visit. How come I can’t see her anymore all of a sudden?”

Qin Lang had no idea. In any case, there must be something going on if he couldn't see this second aunt. Qin Lang said, "In my opinion, it's your second uncle who's with you. He can't be an outsider."

Chun Chun was just guessing, and Qin Lang was also completely baffled. He came up with a reason for being possessed by an evil spirit through a combination of guesswork and deduction.

Do the people from the Marquis of Anyuan's mansion believe it? Sorry, not really. Not only do they not believe it, but Qin Lang himself doesn't believe it either. How could he not know that he was just guessing? Let's just fool them for now.

The entire Marquis's mansion, including the masters and servants, blindly believed it.

What else can we do?
Lady Anyuan pondered that next time she would find a decent sorcerer to take a look, a Xuan Master would also be fine, it would just be more expensive, but it would still be better than someone like Qin Lang who didn't belong to any immortal sect.

When Qin Lang returned to the Qin Yan Marquis's residence, Qin Bi was still there. He asked what was going on. Only the two of them were so enthusiastic; the others didn't believe it and watched the siblings speculate about the situation of the Marquis of Anyuan's heir with annoyance. They didn't know anything about it and were just guessing.

"That's good enough," Madam He said. "Don't let people think you're a fraud."

Alright, Qin Lang and Qin Bi gave up and stopped talking.

Whoever is possessed knows best; what business is it of theirs?

Qin Tan has returned. Marquis Qin Yan instructed his wife to prepare a simple family banquet at the manor. Everyone gathered in the front hall of the manor, chatting and laughing. It was only mid-afternoon, and the banquet had not yet begun.

While everyone was chatting, the heir apparent of the Marquis of Anyuan arrived.

Qin Lang was taken aback. The Marquis of Anyuan said dejectedly, "I feel unwell again."

Qin Lang was extremely embarrassed: "Why don't you go find a sorcerer to take a look? My skills are shallow, and I might not be able to subdue you. The immortal sect has no shortage of sorcerers. Find someone knowledgeable to take a look at you."

The heir of the Marquis of Anyuan's eyes reddened, and Qin Lang hesitated, "This, this..."

Qin Tan and Qin Yanhou walked over, and they heard the heir of Anyuan Marquis say, "Everything you checked for me was fine, but as soon as you left, my second aunt showed up again. I was so scared that I immediately ran to find you."

"You only come to me when you're feeling unwell?" Qin Lang was speechless. Surely she wouldn't come to him for no reason at all!

The heir of Marquis Anyuan wanted to cry, but the occasion was inappropriate, so he covered his face.

Upon seeing this, Qin Tan waved to Qin Lang and said, "Take the Marquis of Anyuan's heir to your courtyard."

After receiving Qin Tan's message, Qin Lang summoned the heir of the Marquis of Anyuan to his courtyard.

Qin Bi followed and took a look. The children wanted to follow, but Qin Bi chased them away. "If you believe, it exists; if you don't believe, it doesn't," she said. "It's something you can't see or touch. I just chased them away from the Marquis of Anyuan's son, and now I want to get rid of these weak children too."

"Is heir of the Marquis of Anyuan's household? What's he doing here?" Marquis Qin Yan asked casually.

"Possessed by an evil spirit." Qin Tan followed him into the living room: "Let's have Qin Lang take a look."

Qin Yanhou and the others' faces darkened. Qin Yan said, "When did he learn about mystical arts?"

Qin Yanhou also said, "Don't let him fool people. He'd be better off focusing on his cultivation."

Qin Tan sighed helplessly, "They've come to our house."

Qin Yanhou was speechless. You think you can fool people, but some people will believe you. Just as Qin Tan said, the heir of the Marquis of Anyuan's mansion has come to visit. If you send them away, they will be dissatisfied.

There's no need for that; it's better to just make up some nonsense.

Qin Lang arrived at his courtyard, washed his hands, filled a small teacup with small crystals of demonic beasts, and sat down. If things went well this time, he would believe in the profession of sorcerer.

To be honest, he didn't believe it at all, but it was true that Qin Lang had waved the small teacup over his head and he was fine. The heir of the Marquis of Anyuan was extremely conflicted. After Qin Lang stopped, the heir of the Marquis of Anyuan thanked him and left.

After Qin Lang finished his work, the family banquet began.

It was still early after dinner, so Qin Bi took the child. Lady Qin Yanhou and Madam He told her to go back early. Qin Tan instructed her, "Cultivate more when you have time. I said you might be the reincarnation of a great immortal cultivator, so don't take it lightly."

Qin Bi dreamed about this very night.

(End of this chapter)