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

When the young prince returned to his residence, the prime minister saw that Xue had been embraced enough, so he raised his hand and ordered the Imperial Guards to gather Xue up.

"Young Master Rong," the Prime Minister said, "if you want to plant something, plant it as soon as the snow melts."

The Crown Prince Rong didn't stand on ceremony with the Prime Minister: "Do you have any decent-quality vegetable seeds?"

The Prime Minister had just embraced Xue, so he couldn't refuse: "Yes."

The young prince left the warm and cozy room, intending to return with the Prime Minister.

He was a prince, after all. Qin Bi carried the little one and followed Rong Yang to the courtyard. All they could see was a vast expanse of white snow. The little cloud had left and stopped snowing, but the clean snow was still very pleasing to the eye. Indeed, snow that brought good fortune and auspicious clouds was different.

Qin Bi looked at the clean snow, a smile in her eyes.

Rong Jun glanced to the side and saw it, a smile appearing in his eyes. Rong Yang ran over, and Rong Jun bent down to pick up the child. Rong Yang's whole little face was beaming with smiles.

"Little Prince Brother." The little dumpling didn't want Little Prince Yan Xun to leave.

Qin Bi held the little one in her arms. The child stretched out his little hands, wanting the little prince to hold him. Rong Chi saw his father return, but his little prince brother was leaving, and his father wouldn't leave.

So, the little dumpling would reach out his little hands to find the little prince, and if the little prince hugged him, he wouldn't have to call for the little prince anymore. Kids are so clever.

The young prince took a few steps back and came to Qin Bi. He coaxed the child, "The snow that fell in your Rongwang Mansion has brought good fortune. It can grow spiritual vegetables. I want to share some with my maternal grandfather's family. I have to go back to the palace."

He only got the snow because of his reputation, so the young prince has to try to get more snow that brings good fortune for his maternal grandfather.

The little dumpling wouldn't listen. Don't underestimate him because of his size; he's quite cunning. Rong Chi even coaxed the little prince, saying, "Little prince, brother won't leave."

"I'm going back to the palace," the young prince said. "I'll be back soon."

The little dumpling's eyes were misty, as if she was about to cry but couldn't.

The little dumpling has been accompanied by the little prince all this time. When the Crown Prince Rong is not available, the little prince takes care of the child. Even when he went to the Duke of Yan's mansion, the little prince followed along, and the little dumpling clung to him.

“It would be a loss if the little prince didn’t go back.” Qin Bi leaned closer to the little dumpling and whispered to him, “If he doesn’t go back to the palace, the snow he’s been to might not have his maternal grandfather’s. The little prince wants his maternal grandfather’s family to grow some spiritual vegetables.”

At this point, Qin Bi didn't mind the little prince hearing it. To fool a child, Qin Bi lowered her voice even further and said, "I've planted some spiritual vegetables for you to eat. Little prince, you can go to your maternal grandfather's house to dig up some spiritual vegetables for you."

See? They're really benefiting from this.

The little dumpling is a money-grubber; he can't stand to lose even a little bit, and neither can his little prince brother. The child's dark eyes widened in surprise; he had planted spiritual vegetables and was even giving them to him to eat.

"Oh." The little dumpling nodded seriously, "Okay."

Qin Bi was speechless: "..."

The little money-grubber doesn't follow her example, nor does he follow Rong Jun's.

Who does he take after? Qin Bi gave the little dumpling a serious look, annoyed. Whether it was Rong Jun's side or Qin Yanhou's side, she had never seen anyone so greedy. This unwillingness to suffer losses was definitely inherited from Rong Jun.

The little dumpling didn't notice Qin Bi's inner grumbling. Instead of looking for the little prince, it stretched out its tiny hands to Rong Jun, saying, "Father." Rong Jun strode over and picked up the little one as well. Both little ones were held high in their father's arms, looking incredibly happy. Qin Bi stood next to Rong Jun, also with a smile on her face.

The little dumpling stopped clinging to the little prince, and the little prince walked up to the prime minister: "Prime minister, the snow you've been carrying carries good fortune. Share some with my maternal grandfather. He's good at growing vegetables."

The Prime Minister nodded in agreement. His presence at the Snow Pavilion was a gesture of respect from the young prince. As for the Emperor of Great Yan, whose fortune was at its peak? Alas, it seemed the Crown Prince's wife wasn't giving him any face. Neither the Crown Prince nor the Crown Princess had said anything, but everyone was smart enough to know better.

Princess Rong has planted spiritual vegetables several times, but she hasn't given any to the Emperor of Great Yan. Even if she's stupid, she couldn't possibly be completely unaware of it. Besides, their Emperor of Great Yan is quite cunning.

However, the Prime Minister didn't care whether the Crown Prince was there or not, and couldn't help but say, "Crown Princess, when your mind was not in control and your lifespan was damaged, His Majesty worried a lot and gave you a lot of rare and precious materials. Gathering some snow to grow things in the palace is not taking advantage of you."

Qin Bi was surprised, as she was unaware of these things. She knew that the palace had given her spirit plant chickens a few times, but when she was pregnant with Rong Yang, her lifespan was damaged, and Rong Jun did not let her worry about these matters.

Qin Bi looked at Rong Jun. The tall and noble man did not deny that the Emperor of Da Yan had gone to great lengths. Rong Jun said, "Prime Minister, my Crown Princess got some, and Qin He got some too. Qin He did not suffer any loss of mind or lifespan. Since it's not just my Crown Princess who obtained rare treasures, there's no point in bringing this up. Qin He is doing well, and she has also obtained quite a few rare treasures."

Therefore, Emperor Da Yan treated everyone equally, which displeased Prince Rong. He didn't get any good things in return for the gifts he sent. If he had only given Prince Rong's wife rare and precious materials, Prince Rong would have understood the situation.

But even Qin He had it, so Prince Rong was not grateful.

Prime Minister: "..."

Alas, the Prime Minister was speechless. The Crown Prince's wife was mentally unstable and her lifespan was shortened, requiring rare and precious herbs to nourish her. However, Qin He was perfectly fine and had received many benefits. The Emperor of Great Yan gave her gifts but received no good in return.

Qin He felt that she was lucky to receive the emperor's reward.

Little did they know that the Emperor of Great Yan wanted to treat everyone equally. There were those from the Rong Prince's household and those from the He Prince's beloved. It was not that Qin He was blessed with good fortune and therefore valued by the Emperor of Great Yan.

The Prime Minister felt sorry for the Emperor of Great Yan, as none of them received a good outcome, and the Crown Prince Rong was ungrateful.

When Qin Bi heard that Qin He and she had obtained the same rare and precious materials, she also regained her expressionless face. The Prime Minister was so shrewd that he could tell at a glance that the Crown Prince's wife was not grateful.

They're supposed to be cousins, but their relationship is terrible.

The Prime Minister said, "His Majesty also does not wish to show favoritism."

Qin Bi wasn't interested in hearing any of this, so Rong Jun gave the Prime Minister directions: "Qin He from the Xue Prince's Mansion has also summoned snow. If the Prime Minister wants to collect some snow, he can go to the Xue Prince's Mansion and collect some too. Qin He has a high level of good fortune."

The Prime Minister's face turned green. Who would want to go to Prince Xue's mansion to collect snow? It was just a light snowfall, and it was ordinary snow that had been summoned. Did he have nothing better to do? He would rather sweep snow for Prince Xue's mansion than collect snow summoned by Qin He.

"Little Prince Brother." The little dumpling forgot what they had just agreed on and stretched out her little hand to find the little prince.

Oh dear, if we don't leave now, we won't be able to leave at all. The little prince quickly pulled the prime minister and led the Imperial Guards away. Qin Bi, however, was unhappy and depressed. She didn't even know that Qin He had received a share of the rare and precious herbs that the Emperor of Great Yan had given her to nourish her body.

"Don't be angry." Rong Jun handed her his youngest son and scoffed, "He Yan embarrassed Qin He twice today. Anyone with a shred of self-respect would be too ashamed to leave the house. Qin He probably thought she would be rewarded for going to the palace."

Qin Bi was puzzled, but the little dumpling's eyes lit up: "What reward?" (End of Chapter)