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

Chapter 340 My Darling
Rong Jun sent someone to Qin Yanhou's residence to call Qin Bi back; the child had cried until she was almost hoarse.

The family sat down together, Rong Yang's little face was tense, the little dumpling was crying loudly, ignoring everyone's expressions, the little prince followed out of the palace, and stood silently on the side, the little prince just wanted to know if the little dumpling would get a beating.

Qin Bi looked down at the little dumpling on the ground: "What were you doing at the Duke of Yan's mansion?"

The little dumpling looked up and said, "My home."

Qin Bi: "..."

The children of the Duke of Yan's family are indeed in the Prince of Rong's mansion, but not you! What are you fawning over for? Qin Bi couldn't help but doubt He Yan's fate; how come one after another they all coveted the things from the Duke of Yan's family?

Rong Yang panicked: "That's not your home."

What a waste! He didn't go back to the Duke of Yan's mansion, and somehow he ended up letting his younger brother suffer.

Rong Jun was so angry he laughed. A guard brought over a chair, and the young master Rong sat down with an air of superiority: "When you went to the Duke of Yan's mansion, what did you call me?"

The little dumpling looked up and said, "Father."

"Heh." Rong Jun chuckled: "Then why did you call Prince He 'father'?"

The little dumpling picked up the storage bag she had just extorted, squeezing it between her tiny hands. Inside was a high-level fire-type demon beast crystal; that was the only thing in the entire storage bag, and now it was all gone.

Rong Chi said in a childish voice, "I follow Prince He, and I have this."

Rong Jun: "......"

Qin Bi: "..."

Rong Yang said, "We don't want anything from Prince He."

"I'm the most dazzling baby in Great Yan," the little dumpling said. "I want to be."

"Just because it's yours doesn't mean you have to take it!" Qin Bi said to him irritably.

The little dumpling said with certainty, "Mine."

After saying that, the little dumpling remembered and started crying again.

He opened his mouth wide: "My dear father!"

Without saying a word, Qin Bi went over and gave a feint kick: "Looking for a beating."

"Ouch!"

Many people felt sorry for him. The young prince, the crown prince, and Rong Yang were all taken aback. This precious child was hard-won, so why was he being attacked? No one should be attacked like this.

Prince Rong felt especially sorry for the baby. He lost his composure and strode over to pick up the little bundle of flesh.

King Rong also came out of the living room and leaned closer, saying, "Stop crying, your mother is angry."

The little dumpling was good at coaxing people. She hugged Rong Jun's neck and cried, "Father, I'm crying for Prince He."

You didn't cry, so even if your mother hits you, you have to protect him.

Rong Jun: "......"

"That little rascal!" Rong Jun laughed, unsure whether he should be happy that it wasn't him who was crying.

King Rong laughed as well. Qin Bi rolled her eyes at the child. Rong Yang belatedly realized that this was him crying for his biological father. The child was a little confused. The little prince smiled and coaxed the little dumpling.

Oh my, this little brother is wonderful, the little prince adores him.

"Does it hurt?" the little prince asked.

"Ouch!" The little dumpling was quite the actor.

Qin Bi: "..."

Rong Jun picked up the child and spoke to him earnestly: "Knowing that Prince He is not your father, why did you still go to the Duke of Yan's mansion? Don't you know that you are the young prince of the Rong royal family?"

The little dumpling sobbed, saying in a childish voice, "If you don't call me father, I won't get my things."

Rong Jun: "......"

The little dumpling added, "I am a child of the Duke of Yan's mansion."

Qin Bi knew that the child must have misheard. She took Rong Chi from Rong Jun and coaxed him to ask. She learned that the child often heard Rong Jun and Rong Yang talking about the Duke of Yan's mansion and knew that there was a child from the Duke of Yan's mansion.

The young prince and Rong Yang would chatter on and on. Rong Chi thought to himself that he was a child of the Duke of Yan's mansion. Rong Chi thought this way, and he even knew that the Rong Prince's mansion was his home, and that he was the child of the Rong heir. The child's thoughts were inexplicable.

He was convinced of this, and Qin Bi tried to reason with him: "Prince He is not your father."

The child reached out to Rong Jun, who then took him in his arms.

The little dumpling looked at Qin Bi and said, "Yes."

Qin Bi wanted to hit him, but Rong Jun was holding her, so she couldn't hit him.

Rong Yang stood on tiptoe to protect herself, saying, "Don't hit me, don't hit me."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes." The little prince intervened, "We can't fight."

Rong Jun sighed. Rong Yang wasn't going back to the Duke of Yan's mansion. It was one thing for Fu Bao, but Rong Chi was causing trouble too. Now, they'd lost both their wife and their army, and their precious little dumpling was going to the Duke of Yan's mansion.

She cried when they wouldn't let her go, her little voice even cracked.

Rong Jun has been reborn several times and only has this one child. He cherishes him like the most precious thing. He truly loves him. And then there's King Rong. King Rong also knows that Rong Jun may only have this one child in this life, so he cherishes him and gives him everything he asks for.

"I'll speak to the Duke of Yan," said the Rong King. "Let him go."

There was nothing else to do for now, Rong Jun took a deep breath.

The young prince asked, "Whom do you take after?"

Qin Bi's eyes flashed. In her previous life, she seemed to have been quite mischievous as a child, and Rong Chi seemed to have inherited this trait from her. Why would she inherit it from her? Inheriting Prince Rong would be much better.

After the King of Rong finished speaking, the little dumpling stopped crying.

The group exchanged glances, intending to brush it off, but the little dumpling was quite clever. She insisted on going to the bedroom, and once there, she went downstairs to get a small pillow and a small blanket, then directed the little prince to pack them up.

Rong Jun: "......"

Qin Bi: "..."

Rong Yang asked, "What are you doing, little brother?"

"I want to stay at the Duke of Yan's mansion." Rong Chi hugged his small pillow.

The little prince was quite perceptive; he quickly packed the little blanket up. Rong Jun took a deep breath, knowing that if he didn't indulge the little dumpling, he would just keep fussing, and such a young child would hurt himself if he cried any longer.

Rong Jun carried the baby, Rong Yang followed, and the little prince also followed, and they went to the Duke of Yan's mansion by carriage.

Upon arriving at the gate of the Duke of Yan's mansion, He Yan was already waiting. He Yan's expression was indescribable. Rong Jun, carrying the child, was about to step inside when the little dumpling refused and wanted to get down.

Rong Jun put the child down, and the little prince threw down a cushion, which the child sat on.

"I want to play the pitiful little thing." The little dumpling pointed inside the mansion gate: "to make the people of the Yan State Duke's mansion feel sorry for me to death."

Rong Jun: "??????"

He Yan: "??????"

The young prince: "......??????"

Back then, Rong Yang played the pitiful little thing, which made the people of the Yan State Duke's Mansion feel sorry for her. It worked quite well. Even now, He Yan feels a pang of pain in his heart whenever he thinks about it. But the little dumpling playing the pitiful little thing is a bit infuriating.

He Yan might not feel sorry for him, but Prince Rong would definitely be heartbroken.

Rong Jun picked up the little dumpling and said, "Save your breath."

The child flapped his legs, saying, "Don't be stingy."

Rong Jun's patience ran out, and he carried the child into the Duke of Yan's mansion. The child was also holding a small pillow.

Upon entering the living room, Rong Jun said bluntly, "He Yan, you didn't have to worry about Rong Yang. I raised her. My son is coming to stay at your house for a couple of days. You have to take care of him yourself."

He Yan was dumbfounded: "I don't know how to take care of children."

Rong Yang said, "I left my younger brother at your house."

He Yan glanced at Rong Yang and nodded: "Okay."

Rong Jun wasn't in a hurry to go back, and watched He Yan take care of the child for a while.

(End of this chapter)