Chapter 343 The Little Cuddly Baby Can't Count

Rong Yang leaned forward: "Is my little brother asleep?"

Rong Jun hummed in agreement, his brows furrowed in worry. Going back at this hour would be inappropriate, as the child was still too young. However, Qin Bi would likely be worried at home, given her past health issues.

Thinking of Qin Bi's shortened lifespan, Rong Jun glanced at He Yan.

He Yan narrowed his eyes, wondering why Rong Jun's gaze carried such coldness.

He Yan said, "I'll have someone arrange guest rooms."

Rong Jun hesitated for a moment, then said, "No need, his mother is waiting at home."

He Yan's expression changed almost imperceptibly before he immediately recovered. It's not good for children to go out at night, but Rong Jun loves the children the most, so it's hard to stop him from going back. Rong Yang also insisted on going back.

Helpless, He Yan escorted Rong Yang back with him.

Seeing that no one was protecting him, the young prince decided to stay at the Duke of Yan's residence.

Duke Yan arrived in the courtyard: "I'll see you off."

With the Duke of Yan possessing great fortune and accompanied by the two powerful ministers' sons, there was no need to worry about any evil spirits. As soon as the young prince saw the Duke of Yan leading the horse for escort, he quickly climbed onto the carriage as well.

Rong Jun's gaze fell on the little dumpling's face, and he tucked the blanket around him.

He Yan put his arm around Rong Yang and also took a small blanket to cover Rong Yang. The child couldn't stand the cold at night. The little prince peeked out and looked at the little dumpling with Rong Yang. The child was sleeping soundly.

“Your brother might be causing trouble,” the young prince said to Rong Yang.

Rong Yang said, "He's adorable."

The little prince nodded: "She cries loudly."

The child chattered away, and He Yan said to Rong Jun, "If the child wants to come to the Duke of Yan's mansion again tomorrow, let me know and I will pick him up. Since you have taken in Rong Yang, I will definitely treat Rong Chi well."

Rong Jun could see that the Duke of Yan's mansion treated its youngest son, Rong Chi, quite well.

Rong Yang asked, "Isn't it better to not do it for Fu Bao?"

He Yan sighed, gently stroking the child's head, and said, "No one can compare to Rong Yang."

After a pause, He Yan added, "And Rong Chi."

Rong Yang didn't know whether she believed it or not, but Rong Jun did. No wild child could compare to a biological child. He Yan was good to Fu Bao, but Rong Jun knew it was just superficial.

But Rong Yang was calculative, and Rong Jun went along with him.

The young prince, oblivious to the danger, lifted the carriage curtain slightly and glanced at the Duke of Yan riding in front of him. Guards were protecting the carriage, and the bustling city was brightly lit at this time.

"Fu Bao is going to the Duke of Yan's residence." The young prince asked, "Will the Duke of Yan escort her?"

"No." He Yan chuckled, "I'm just returning a favor; it has nothing to do with the Duke of Yan."

Even if He Yan asked the Duke of Yan to escort Fu Bao, he might not be able to persuade the Duke of Yan. The little prince's question is naive. Apart from his grandson Rong Chi, no one can make the Duke of Yan condescend to personally escort the baby.

Of course, the little dumpling Rongchi is an exception; he's no different from a biological grandson.

Duke Yan knew exactly how much the Rong King doted on Rong Yang. Even if it was just for Rong Yang's sake, he still had to give the Rong Prince the right to dote on his child. From now on, he would dote on both of them at the same time.

"I thought your Duke Yan's mansion treated Fu Bao like your own child." The young prince felt the chill of the night and lowered the carriage curtain: "So that's not the case. She's not the same as Rong Yang."

The young prince spoke with an "Oh, I see" tone.

He Yan's eyes flashed. He thought that Fu Bao had her own courtyard in the Duke of Yan's mansion. Perhaps it was time to revoke the privileges of being the legitimate daughter of the Duke of Yan's mansion, since she was not his own child.

Upon arriving at the Rong Prince's residence, Rong Jun and He Yan carried their respective children off the carriage.

Duke Yan entered the Rong King's residence, and the Rong King said, "I'm sorry to have troubled you, Duke Yan, to make this trip." "Not at all," Duke Yan replied, "They're all my own children."

King Rong reached out and took Rong Yang from He Yan's hands.

He Yan was reluctant to part with the child, but he had never raised one before and the child wasn't close to him, so he gave the child to the Rong King.

He Yan and the Duke of Yan could no longer stay, so they took their leave. The young prince stayed, and He Yan even helped take care of the child. Even if he didn't do anything special, he still put in the effort, and he could at least get a meal in the morning.

Qin Bi rushed over, and Rong Jun's expression softened.

"Is he asleep?" Qin Bi was pleasantly surprised to hear Rong Jun bring the child back.

She thought that since it was so late and the young master Rong doted on his child, he would definitely not come back.

Qin Bi was delighted. Rong Jun nodded and carefully handed his youngest son to Qin Bi, trying his best to keep the blanket from coming undone so the child wouldn't catch a cold. The little dumpling felt the familiar presence and continued to sleep.

Rong Jun turned around, picked up Rong Yang, and led Qin Bi back to his own courtyard.

The young prince remained standing still. Qin Bi turned around and said, "Let's go."

The little prince immediately beamed and followed, muttering, "My father never holds me."

"There are too many princes," Qin Bi remarked.

The young prince was about to say that there weren't many, but then he thought of the two powerful ministers' sons, and realized that there seemed to be quite a few princes. When they arrived at the princes' courtyard, Rong Jun first escorted Qin Bi and his youngest son back to their bedroom.

After asking the young prince, they let him choose a guest room.

The little prince quickly left; don't let him watch the child, he's exhausted.

Rong Yang was also sleepy, so Qin Bi put the little one down and settled Rong Yang to sleep: "I thought you were staying at the Duke of Yan's mansion and wouldn't be coming back."

Rong Jun said, "I'm worried you won't be able to sleep if I'm not here with the child."

Qin Bi's eyes flickered. It was true that Rong Shizi loved his children, but in front of his beloved youngest son, Rong Jun still considered her feelings. It seemed that her position in the man's heart was no lower than that of his children.

Rong Yang expressed his opinion: "I will not stay at the Duke of Yan's residence."

Qin Bi pulled herself out of her thoughts and smiled gently, "But your brother wants to go to the Duke of Yan's mansion. You don't want him, but he really wants to. He's a little money-grubber; he wants everything."

As she spoke, Qin Bi took the storage bag off the little boy's robe, opened it, paused for a moment, and then smiled. After being gone for so long, she had taken quite a lot of things.

“Compared to Fu Bao, Rong Chi is better at rummaging through things.” Qin Bi handed the storage bag to Rong Yang.

Rong Yang glanced at it, and Rong Jun took the storage bag, took out half of it and gave it to Rong Yang: "He can't count."

Rong Yang put it away; her younger brother really couldn't count.

If the little dumpling goes to the Duke of Yan's mansion and steals things, it would be fine to share half with him. Rong Yang is young, but he has a lot on his mind. Qin Bi glanced at him and felt that this child was very shrewd.

There was no other reason than that Rong Yang seemed to care a lot about Fu Bao taking things from the Duke of Yan's mansion, but the child's tantrum seemed to be just for show, and he wasn't really unhappy. What probably surprised Rong Yang the most was that the little dumpling was making a fuss about going to the Duke of Yan's mansion.

Rong Jun was discussing matters, and Rong Yang was also present, along with the strategists.

It would be strange if a child surrounded by advisors wasn't shrewd and calculating.

Qin Bi lay down to sleep, and Rong Jun held her in his arms, saying, "Your lifespan is damaged, so you can't overthink things. Tell me anything. If you want me and the child to come back, just tell me."

Qin Bi hummed in agreement. She didn't mention that Rong Jun had still brought the child back. It was clear that there was a big difference between a man having you in his heart and not having you. Fortunately, Rong Jun did have her in his heart.

When the little dumpling woke up, the sky seemed to have fallen, and she insisted on going to the Duke of Yan's mansion.

(End of this chapter)

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