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

Although Qin Bisheng's two children are both young princes, the third branch of the family is really paving the way for Qin Bisheng.

Thinking of this, Qin Han felt uneasy. Her third uncle, Qin Tan, was a scholar who had passed the imperial examinations and was destined for a life of officialdom. With him assisting Qin Bi's children, Rong Yang and Rong Chi would surely be blessed.

The Qin family, including Third Uncle Qin Tan, never saw any good in her relationship with Jiang Mo.

Qin Han was dissatisfied. She pursed her lips, let out a frustrated sigh, and said to the maid, "Go and check on the young master of the Rong family. The young masters of the Marquis's mansion have all eaten and may be thirsty. I brought some winter fruits, so I can make juice for them."

It's not good for sisters to quarrel.

Qin Han also had to think about Jiang Mo and her child. With the help of Rong Shizi's shop, the caravans could be supported when they went to the border. The more the shop expanded, the more money they would earn.

Besides, even if the sisters have a falling out, it's Qin Bi's bad temper that's the problem, not Qin Han's stubbornness. She's done everything she could; whether Qin Bi responds or not is up to her.

The Jiang family is wealthy, and Qin Bi's children are all young princes who need Jiang Mo's assistance.

Suddenly, Qin Han felt confident.

Qin Han's maidservant obeyed the order and went to Qin Bi's boudoir. The maidservant greeted Qin Bi, who squinted at her. Qin Han had just left, and Qin Bi didn't think she had any dealings with Qin Han anymore.

"Princess Consort Rong," the maid said, "my mistress sent me to ask if the young masters are thirsty? My mistress brought fruit for the young masters and young ladies. If anyone is thirsty, you can make some juice for the young masters to drink."

On the table was a plate of fruit, sent by Prince Rong. It was a large plate of low-grade spiritual fruit, and any maid who wasn't blind would have seen that Qin Lang had just washed it and put it on the table.

When Qin Han arrived just now, the spiritual fruit was not brought.

Rong Shizi knew that Qin Bi and his eldest son Rong Chi were still eating. He figured they must be thirsty from eating and drinking. No one understood children better than Rong Shizi. They had plenty to do when they were together.

They immediately sent someone to deliver a small basket of spirit fruits, washed a plate of them, and there were still some spirit fruits left.

Qin Han's maid saw the large plate of spiritual fruits on the table. It was so big, almost like a small hot pot. How could the maid not see it? But Qin Han's intention had to be reported to Qin Bi.

Qin Han wanted to maintain harmony among the sisters, and she couldn't let the fact that there was fruit prevent her from mentioning it.

Qin Bi asked Qin Lang and the others, "Do you drink freshly squeezed juice?"

Qin Bi couldn't refuse Qin Han's kind offer on behalf of everyone.

Qin Tang's eldest son, Qin Su, took a spiritual fruit from the fruit plate, took a bite, and said, "I don't want to drink it. I like to eat fruit."

Then, Qin Su asked the other children, "Do you drink freshly squeezed juice?"

Qin Xun's eldest son made the decision for everyone: "No drinking, just eat fruit to save trouble."

Qin Xun's eldest son stood up and took some fruit to share with the children. Some of them were too small to reach the food while sitting on their chairs. They looked incredibly cute picking up food with chopsticks, but they couldn't reach the fruit with their hands.

Qin Su then said to the maid, "Tell Aunt Qin Han that we appreciate your kindness, but we are already full and can't drink anything after eating fruit, so there's no need to bother making juice."

Qin Lang didn't say anything. Who would eat ordinary fruit if they had a spiritual fruit, unless it was really delicious?

Jiang Mo's family is wealthy, so their ordinary fruits should be of good quality. However, it would be a favor to accept Qin Han's food, so it's better not to eat it. Qin Lang doesn't want to deal with Qin Han. Jiang Mo is a good person, but Qin Han is too pretentious.

The maid bowed and left to report back to Qin Han.

The children around them were chattering, some talking to Rong Yang, others busy eating fruit. Qin Lang also picked out a red one for Qin Bi, who took it and took a bite.

"Take a few spirit fruits," Qin Bi said to Qin Lang. "Send them to my father and third uncle."

"Hey." Qin Lang stood up, and Qin Su handed her a small fruit plate. Qin Lang asked, "Sister, how many should we give them?" "Qin Su and the others want some too." Qin Bi didn't count, and left the decision of how many to give to Qin Lang: "You decide."

Qin Lang took six small ones, and everyone ate the rest. Qin Su was entrusted with an important task. The child carried the fruit plate away. Qin Han saw this from her room and thought that Qin Bi had given it to Jiang Shen and her brother.

Unfortunately, Qin Su left with it.

Qin Han took a deep breath. It's alright. Maybe she'll send some more later. Qin Bi will definitely share the spiritual fruits she has. Even sharing just one is a token of her goodwill, and it will make everyone look good.

“Mother,” Jiang Shen said, “that’s a spiritual fruit.”

Qin Han didn't say anything, but after a while she said, "I'll go play with Fu Bao later."

Let's not go find Fu Bao now. We'll eat the spirit fruit first, and then go to the second room.

Jiang Shen understood what he meant, so she kept glancing into the courtyard. After eating the spirit fruit, she went to play with Fu Bao. The guards stood at the door, and Jiang Shen waited for a while before Qin Su returned. The child walked briskly.

Qin Su was in charge of running errands; now that he was back, it was time to deliver the spirit fruits.

The maid said that there was a large plate of fruit on the table. If they were all spiritual fruits, she and her brother could each have one. If they only received one spiritual fruit, they would have to cut it up and eat it.

Qin Su ran back and went inside to warm herself by the stove: "It's so cold outside."

Qin Bi instructed, "Make sure you're all covered up tightly before you go out."

The children replied, "Auntie, we know."

Rong Yang ate both small baked buns, and the child still wanted more, which showed that he liked them. Qin Bi and Qin Lang decided to buy a few more for Rong Chi to take back later.

Qin Bi stood up, took a spirit fruit and gave it to Qin Su, the errand boy. She gave the two remaining fruits in the fruit plate to Qin Lang. Qin Lang was a little embarrassed, as he was older than his nephews.

Qin Bi smiled and explained to the children, "Qin Lang is lucky. Listen to me, giving him will increase our Marquis's Mansion's fortune value, and you can all benefit from it."

"Who said that?" asked Qin Xun's eldest son.

"I said it," Qin Bi said with a smile.

Qin Su and the others: "......"

Qin Lang: "..."

Rong Yang: "......"

The children didn't mind. They let Qin Lang eat it; it was their aunt's doing, and the children had no objections. They were already grateful to have spiritual fruits to eat. If it weren't for their aunt, none of them would have any spiritual fruits to eat.

"Aunt," Qin Su whispered to Qin Bi, "I told the young master next door that I was a fortune teller, and he laughed at me for being superstitious and lying. You can say that Uncle Qin Lang is lucky at home, but don't say that outside."

Qin Bi sighed helplessly and said earnestly, "He is truly blessed."

"I know Uncle Qin Lang is lucky." Qin Su nodded: "But don't pretend to be a fortune teller. People will say you're a big liar, that you're biased towards Uncle Qin Lang and want to give him more spiritual fruits. That's just a ridiculous excuse."

Qin Bi: "..."

Perhaps so. Qin Bi was also confused about the Half-Immortal. She just felt that Qin Lang was very lucky and had a good destiny. She just made up a sentence because she had just received the Spirit Fruit.

Qin Su instructed that they should not mention it. (End of Chapter)