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

Chapter 308 Good Luck Follows
Qin Yan knew from a young age that she was born with the fortune of a marquis's family.

However, never before had luck played such a surprising role. Qin Yan was incredibly impressed by luck, as he had always thought it would only protect him in crucial moments.

Good luck followed, which was actually quite a pleasant surprise.

"Big cousin." Qin Lang sat next to Qin Yan, trying to absorb some of his good fortune: "People used to say that our Marquis's mansion had fallen on hard times and that our fortune was unpredictable. Isn't this clear enough? Now you know how to protect us."

Qin Yan was moved by these words, his gaze deep and thoughtful: "Yes."

Qin Bi was also a young woman. Although she had two children, she was happy at the moment. She got up and moved to sit next to Qin Yan: "Big brother, don't leave no matter who calls you. Come and collect things with us."

Qin Yan nodded gently: "Okay."

The younger siblings all smiled, and Qin Yan was in a good mood; this was what a family should be like.

Qin He urged him again and again, and the summoning artifact she used to contact him flashed repeatedly. Qin Yan ignored her, but Qin He persisted in trying to contact him. Rong Yan and Jiang Xu sighed, realizing that this was the real Qin He.

urge her on, urge her on, but nobody pays any attention to her!

After resting for a while, as dusk approached, many of the spirit birds and ducks ran into the water, quacking and catching fish. After eating a fish, they would choke half to death. Then, the spirit birds that had no crystals began to grow small crystals.

The small crystal sparkled, and everyone's gaze froze.

"My goodness!" Qin Xun stood up, no longer able to sit still.

Qin Yan and the others also stood up in surprise. Rong Yan said anxiously, "It's almost dark."

The monsters in the small space of the monster realm are extremely ferocious, especially at night. The wild is dangerous. Should we catch them? It's getting dark soon. If we don't, we're eyeing the spirit bird ducks with envy. We're in a dilemma.

Qin Bi made a quick decision and pointed to the small river channel that had been summoned: "I'll cancel the summoning and catch the ones that have grown small crystals first. These small crystals that grow after eating the summoned fish are easy to spot."

As for spiritual energy, Qin Bi, with her cultivation level, couldn't discern it.

Qin Yan nodded: "The small crystals condensed from the spirit bird devouring the summoned fish are best given to children."

Qin Tang said to Qin Bi, "Then capture them and drain the river."

Everyone ignored the ducks that couldn't be caught not far away. What was the use of seeing them? There was no time to catch them. Time was of the essence. Let's catch a few spirit birds that produce small crystals before dark.

Qin Bi held the summoning artifact she had conjured herself. She knew how to use it, and in a moment she removed the small river.

The spirit ducks were swimming leisurely in the river when suddenly the river disappeared, leaving the ducks bewildered. Rong Yan, Jiang Xu, and Qin Lang rushed over first, while Qin Bi took out a covered basket from her storage bag.

Qin Yan, Qin Tang, and Qin Xun were the sons of a marquis, exuding elegance. Qin Lang and Rong Yan, on the other hand, were lively and boisterous, squealing as they rushed toward the spirit duck with small crystals on its head, with Jiang Xu following closely behind.

More than twenty ducks quacked and scattered in panic.

Qin Bi, Qin Xun, and Jiang Xu chased and intercepted the birds for half an hour, catching eleven spirit ducks. Most of them had small crystals, while only three did not.

Qin Bi pleaded with her brothers, "I want these ones with little crystals."

The older brothers nodded, and Qin Lang and Rong Yan waved their hands: "Here you go."

Qin Bi immediately activated a small teleportation array to send the spirit bird duck with the small crystal back to the Rong King's Mansion.

With a "bang," the bamboo basket landed in the courtyard of the Rongwang Mansion.

The guard opened the basket lid, and Rong Jun picked up his youngest son and glanced over. The little dumpling looked at him in surprise, while the little prince eagerly squeezed in: "Don't we need to catch any more?"

Rong Yang also came over, and Rong Wang was surprised: "It devoured the small crystal condensed by the summoned beast? This is a good thing, it's the best for children to cultivate."

Greed flashed in the eyes of the eldest son of a concubine. The Crown Prince Rong said to Rong Yang, "I'll stew one for you and your brother tonight."

A smile spread across Rong Yang's chubby little face. The little prince was dumbfounded. What about him? He wasn't that big either! He looked up at the Crown Prince Rong, but the Crown Prince's gaze was fixed only on his own child. The guards carried bamboo baskets and followed the Crown Prince and his son back to the Crown Prince's courtyard.

The young prince followed, but didn't tell him to leave.

Once the Rong King could no longer see the Rong heir, he glanced at his eldest son, saying, "You're hopeless! How dare you covet what the heir gave to the young heir? Stop thinking such nonsense."

The eldest son felt a chill in his heart; all the greed he had felt when he saw the little crystal had vanished.

It's better for the Rong King to reprimand him than for the Rong Crown Prince to take action. The eldest son regretted his greed, but he couldn't be blamed. Devouring the small crystal condensed by the summoned beast was a good thing for a child who was cultivating immortality.

As darkness gradually fell over the small space of the demon beast realm, Qin Yan and Qin Tang dared not linger on the sand and led their team to find a place to rest.

At their encampment, several teams of cultivators training in the sandy area were already preparing meals. This time, there was no need for the Cui family to send demon beast meat; they had kept three spirit ducks for themselves.

Rong Yan boiled water, Jiang Xu plucked the duck feathers, and Qin Xun also rolled up his sleeves and got to work.

The cultivation team looked surprised when they saw the spirit bird duck. Young Master Cui walked over and said with a smile, "You guys are quite lucky today, you actually caught a spirit bird duck."

"Yes," Qin Yan said with a smile, "We were lucky."

These were Qin Yan's true feelings: such good luck was truly remarkable.

Qin Yan exchanged pleasantries with the Second Young Master Cui, and Qin Tang handed him a spirit duck, saying, "Here, have one."

Young Master Cui was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and accepted it: "I'm not being a stranger."

Qin Tang felt a pang of regret, but he still had to send the prey. Before, when they had no prey, it was the Second Young Master Cui who sent them, and Qin Yan didn't stop them. The Fourth Branch and Qin He were not on good terms, but the Cui family was Qin Jue's maternal grandparents' family, so Qin He couldn't be considered a proper niece of the Cui family.

Being born out of wedlock is a bit of a disadvantage, but it shouldn't prevent relatives from visiting each other.

Young Master Cui didn't take the spirit bird duck for nothing; he went back and brought back two low-grade spirit fruits: "Try them, these are what we collected today."

Qin Tang took it, and after a few pleasantries, the Second Young Master Cui left.

Qin Tang gave the two low-grade spiritual fruits to Qin Bi: "Qin Bi, eat them."

Qin Bi smiled and took one: "I'll have one."

Qin Tang placed another low-grade spiritual fruit in Qin Bi's hand and went to help with the cooking. Qin Yan took out a pot from his storage bag, and after discussing it, they decided to stew duck.

Qin Bi washed the spirit fruit, took a bite, and exclaimed, "Oh my god!"

"What's wrong?" Qin Yan asked her.

"It's not even as good as regular fruit." Qin Bi didn't want to eat it anymore: "It's too sour."

"This is a low-grade spiritual fruit," Qin Yan said. "How sour can it be? Others would love to eat it but can't."

Qin Bi went to find Qin Lang, took the spiritual fruit, and asked, "I took a bite, do you want some?"

"I'll eat it." Qin Lang took it and took a bite: "It's not sour."

Qin Bi was speechless: "Rong Yang, whatever you say."

It's clearly sour, but they insist it's not.

Qin Lang was quite happy; the young man was beaming.

(End of this chapter)