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

Upon returning to the capital, the young ladies departed.

"Sister Qin He," the younger sister asked, "Are you going back to the Xue Prince's Mansion?"

"This..." Qin He hesitated.

Qin He's younger sister, Ke Liang, was quick-witted and called out to Qin Han, "Let's go to the Qin Yan Marquis's residence together."

Qin Han felt embarrassed and didn't want to go: "I won't go."

Qin He pulled Qin Han: "Let's go, let's go together."

"I'm afraid Jiang Mo will worry about me," Qin Han said tactfully.

Qin He took out a low-grade spiritual fruit from her storage bag. Her younger sister stared at it intently, thinking it was a gift for her. However, Qin He gave the spiritual fruit to Qin Han instead.

Qin Han hesitated for only a moment before taking it. Qin He smiled and said, "Qin Han, I'm very annoyed about what happened today. If I had known no one would believe me, I wouldn't have gone to Prince Rong to mention anything about luck. See? Nobody believes me."

Qin He shrugged, expressing her helplessness.

Qin Han held the spiritual fruit, her heart filled with joy, and asked with concern, "Didn't you say you wouldn't mention it again? Why did you bring it up again?"

Upon hearing this, Qin He smiled smugly to herself. See? There's nothing that tangible benefits can't solve. It's just a low-grade spiritual fruit, and Qin Han's expression has completely changed.

Qin He looked down on Qin Han for being so materialistic and mercenary. She thought, "Tch, she's only fit to marry a merchant. Jiang Mo is indeed outstanding, refined and handsome, but he comes from a merchant family."

My lowly status is incomparable to that of the prestigious Xue Wang Mansion.

Just as she was happy for a moment, Qin He's anger still lingered. She said angrily, "I'm not happy at all. In the entire Qin Yan Marquis's mansion, who can compare to my maxed-out fortune? But the Rong Prince's fiefdom clearly has the fortune of the Qin Yan Marquis's mansion. My third uncle is biased towards Qin Bi and ignores me. I was too embarrassed to say anything when there were outsiders, but now that it's just us sisters, I can finally say something to make myself feel better. I just have to get this off my chest."

Qin Han's heart immediately turned to Qin He. She thought about it carefully and then said, "Why don't we tell your stepmother and ask your second aunt to come up with some ideas for you? It's your good fortune, so we should talk about it."

Qin He was slightly tempted; her stepmother, Cui, was very capable.

Although she was humiliated today, Qin He suddenly felt more confident. Who could guarantee that Qin Yanhou's luck wasn't her luck? She was the leading lady!

Shouldn't everything be about the female lead?

She's always surrounded by all sorts of awful characters; no matter how you look at it, she's the leading lady.

What opportunities do ordinary people have? All the glory and success belong to her alone.

The moment this confidence rose, Qin He, not being stupid, immediately thought of the old man scolding her, the scholar's sneer, and Qin Yan and Qin Tan's impatience. Her face instantly burned with shame and anger.

"Forget it." Qin He pretended not to care and flicked her sleeve, saying, "I am a disciple of the immortal sect. I have plenty of opportunities. I won't miss this one chance to summon rain. Let anyone who likes to compete and steal credit take it."

Qin Han felt helpless about this; she was powerless to do anything about it.

"Then I'll head back now," Qin Han said.

Qin He nodded: "Tell Jiang Shen that it's a spiritual fruit that her aunt gave her."

Qin Han smiled, taking Qin He's advice with a grain of salt. She didn't take it seriously. As for the spiritual fruit, she needed to think about whether to give it to Jiang Mo or Jiang Shen. Qin Han turned and walked towards the nearest shop to her home.

Qin He and her younger sister returned to the Qin Yan Marquis's residence together. As they walked, the younger sister said, "Sister Qin He, I want a spirit fruit too."

Qin He: "......"

Qin He frowned, stopping in her tracks with a troubled expression. "It's not that I don't want to give it to you, but as you know, Prince He has gone to the small space in the Demon Beast Realm. Since he's not coming back, Fu Bao needs to eat refined foods and fruits, and I don't have any extra fruits for you." Qin He's younger sister asked, "When will Prince He be back?!"

"If we collect a lot of things," Qin He said, "it will take at least ten days to half a month before we can come back."

Qin He's younger sister, feeling listless after not getting any food, returned to the Qin Yan Marquis's residence with Qin He.

The two entered the mansion and headed straight for the second son's courtyard.

Upon seeing Cui, Cui asked, "Did you go looking for cultivation resources?"

“Yes,” said Qin He’s younger sister. “We went to Prince Rong’s fiefdom, and only Sister Qin He managed to find a few spirit fruits. She even gave one to Sister Qin Han. I’m afraid I’ll have to wait until Prince He returns to eat any spirit fruits.”

Madam Cui, seated at the head of the table, told Qin He, "Young Master He has returned."

Qin He was taken aback: "Who said that?"

Madam Cui sat upright in her chair and took a sip of tea: "If you want resources, hurry up. If you go too late, the good stuff will probably be snatched away by others. Prince He just returned, so the good stuff probably hasn't been touched yet."

Upon hearing this, Qin He couldn't sit still any longer and hurriedly left.

Qin He was naturally embarrassed to go directly to the Duke of Yan's mansion and ask for resources; that wouldn't be appropriate, even though Qin He felt that Prince He cared about her and would grant her every request.

However, it's still not appropriate for Qin He to go.

Qin He rushed back to the Xue Prince's Mansion. Fu Bao was playing with the maids in the courtyard, choosing pearl flowers to wear in her hair.

"Fu Bao," Qin He beckoned, "come here."

Fu Bao put down her pale yellow hair ornament and ran over: "Mommy, did you buy me any spirit fruits?"

"I only managed to buy low-grade spirit fruits." Qin He was dissatisfied. After saying that, she pouted and said, "And your aunts are all very greedy. I gave your Aunt Qin Han a spirit fruit."

Fu Bao immediately said, "I don't like eating low-grade spiritual fruits; high-grade spiritual fruits are sweet and delicious."

"Your Uncle He has returned from collecting things in the small space of the Beast Realm." Qin He stopped mentioning unimportant people and couldn't wait to tell Fu Bao the news that Prince He had returned from the Beast Realm.

Fu Bao cheered and jumped up: "Great! I can eat a high-grade spiritual fruit!"

"You'd better hurry to the Qin Yan Marquis's residence. If you're too late, the good stuff might be snatched away by someone else." Qin He had been looking forward to the return of Prince He for a long time, and was a little excited at the moment, but also disliked Rong Yang: "I heard that Rong Yang is in Prince Rong's fiefdom. While he's not home, you should hurry to the Yan State Duke's residence and see if there's anything good there. Fu Bao, you need to have a good eye, don't miss out on anything good. As long as it's valuable, whether it's cultivation resources or not, you should bring it back. You don't need to give it to me."

"Okay, okay." Fu Bao hurriedly ran off.

The little girl couldn't wait. When she arrived at the Duke of Yan's mansion, He Yan was holding the little dumpling Rong Chi and talking to the Duke and his wife. The little dumpling was also chattering away.

"Don't take me, don't take me..." Rong Chi muttered.

Yes, Prince Rong didn't take him to find his mother and brother, and even his little prince brother wouldn't play with him. They had all left. Thinking of this, the little dumpling started chattering.

He Yan had a headache, so he took a few high-level spiritual fruits.

Lady Yan personally washed it and put it in a small storage bag.

He Yan gave the little dumpling a high-grade spiritual fruit to eat, and placed the small storage bag in the child's little hand; the child was very envious. (End of this chapter)