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

Chapter 193 This time, they didn't fool us.

The immortals from Fu Bao's sect, with their otherworldly demeanor, frowned after observing Fu Bao's condition.

The immortal took out the pill and said, "This is a fifth-grade pill. Taking it can nourish the dissipated spiritual power. It is extremely precious. Fu Bao was able to obtain this pill because of the disciples of their sect."

Qin He took the pill, crushed it, and gave it to Fu Bao.

The immortal sect's pills were indeed extraordinary. After the pills took effect, Fu Bao's pale face slowly regained color. Qin He was delighted, but the immortal's face remained ashen as he went to the living room to sit down and ask questions.

"Speak," the immortal said, "Why has Fu Bao exhausted his spiritual power at such a young age?"

Qin He was stunned for a moment, not expecting to be reprimanded by the immortal sect.

Prince Xue immediately said, "It's all my fault. Seeing the thick clouds gathering in the sky, I asked Fu Bao to summon rain. I was careless and caused Fu Bao's spiritual power to be almost exhausted. It was my fault and the Princess Consort's fault."

The immortal pondered, "This shouldn't be happening. How many times have I summoned it?"

Prince Xue and Qin He exchanged a glance. Qin He said, "Yesterday, dark clouds covered the area for most of the day. Fu Bao kept calling out, and I didn't even realize that Fu Bao's spiritual power was exhausted."

"What?!" the immortal roared in fury. "You've been summoning all day?"

Qin He shrank back, feeling genuinely intimidated by the immortals from the immortal sects.

Prince Xue said, "Immortal, the Great Yan lacks rain. Qin He and I were only thinking about the people of the Great Yan, and we were only thinking about how high Fu Bao's fortune value was, so we neglected this."

“Yes, Immortal.” Qin He also stepped forward and said, “The weather yesterday was full of dark clouds, which looked like it was going to rain heavily. For the Great Yan, which is currently short of water, summoning rain is of utmost importance. The young master and I care about the people. It doesn’t matter if Fu Bao suffers a little. As long as we can summon rain, it will be worth it. Unfortunately, it didn’t rain.”

The immortal's brows furrowed more and more as he listened: "How large is the area covered by the clouds?"

"The capital of Great Yan, and the surrounding areas are all covered," Prince Xue replied earnestly.

"More than that." Not wanting to gain a bad reputation and be shunned by the immortal sects, Qin He added, "Yesterday the wind was very strong, and the clouds gathered, condensing rain that covered many surrounding cities. If we take the opportunity to summon rain, it will definitely benefit the people of Great Yan."

The immortal didn't believe it at all: "Nonsense, yesterday in the Great Yan, there was clearly no wind or rain, and no rain or clouds."

"How could this be?" Qin He exclaimed, "The entire sky has turned black."

The immortals simply didn't believe it. Immortals with high cultivation levels in the immortal sects have the ability to observe the weather. Whether there is wind or rain, the immortal sects will know. Yesterday, there was definitely no wind or rain in the Great Yan.

The immortal scoffed, his face grim, and rode away on a cloud.

"It clearly looks like it's going to rain, why doesn't the immortal believe it?" Qin He said indignantly.

"Never mind that for now." Prince Xue sighed and said, "Let's feed Fu Bao some spiritual food first. Fu Bao's spiritual power was damaged this time. If the immortal hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid Fu Bao's path to immortality wouldn't have been so smooth."

Qin He still valued Fu Bao highly, and stepped forward to direct the maids and servants to get things done.

As for alchemy, Qin He only had the formula, and she had tried to refine several batches without success. Now that the immortal had given the pills to Fu Bao, Qin He temporarily put alchemy aside.

In the fiefdom of the Crown Prince Rong, the heavy rain turned into a light rain by noon.

Lin Yao was overjoyed. Qin Lang and the guards immediately ran to the fields to check. The farmers also went to the fields. A lot of corn had fallen over, and those that had been broken off simply broke off the tender corn.

Having collected a small basketful, Qin Lang tore open a tender ear of corn and looked at it. It would be perfect to boil and eat, so Qin Lang took the small basket of tender corn.

Upon returning to the Prince's residence, Qin Lang called out, "Sister, Rong Yang, look what I brought back for you!"

"What is it?" Rong Yang ran out.

Qin Bi followed them to the corridor. Qin Lang, soaked to the bone, grinned at Rong Yang, who saw it was tender corn. The child smiled, but Qin Bi was very happy. "Let's go back and cook it," Qin Bi said, wanting to leave.

"No, sister!" Qin Lang said anxiously. There was no rush right now; irrigating the farmland was the priority. She quickly added, "You're still summoning rain. Let's go back in the evening."

Qin Bi observed the sky and then said, "It should be fine to rain until dark."

Qin Lang, worried he might be being fooled, asked, "Really?"

"Really." Qin Bi nodded. "But it's just a light drizzle, it won't get heavy."

Qin Lang was content: "This kind of light rain is fine."

Qin Bi decided to go back, and Lin Yao and Qin Lang went back with her. Guard Yan stayed behind, since the rain was quite heavy and rainy days are usually very precious, so they had to keep an eye on the irrigation of the farmland.

Qin Bi was speechless. Normally, people in other worlds would run home on rainy days, but in this fictional world of cultivation, they couldn't stay home on rainy days and all went to the farmland.

"Why don't I stay too?" Qin Lang was delighted with the rain.

Qin Bi looked at him and said, "I'll summon rain for the farmland of the third and fourth families later."

Qin Lang's eyes lit up, and he immediately followed Qin Bi into the teleportation array. When the group returned to the Rongwang Mansion, Lin Yao gave a basket of tender corn to the old woman, who took it to the kitchen to cook.

It was only then that they realized it still hadn't rained in the capital. The sky was like a fireball, the air was unbearably hot and humid, and the cicadas were chirping incessantly, their noise was heart-wrenching and incredibly annoying.

Prince Rong carried his youngest son from the study: "Why are you back so soon?"

His fiefdom has plenty of delicious food. Since he's already there, shouldn't he stay out until dark before coming back? He knows his wife and children well; they all love to play and have fun. With Qin Lang along, they can finally have some fun together.

"It's raining under the city wall." Qin Bi peeked at the little dumpling, who was sleeping with his eyes half-closed.

Prince Rong was taken aback: "It's raining?"

Lin Yao immediately said, "The rain summoned by the Crown Princess is a torrential downpour."

Prince Rong was surprised that he hadn't fooled Qin Lang and Rong Yang this time, and chuckled softly. The little dumpling opened its eyes, looked at Prince Rong with a smile in its eyes, and ah- ...

"You talk too much." Qin Bi feigned disdain.

Prince Rong suppressed his smile and protected the boy tightly: "That's called being clever."

Qin Bi: "..."

Rong Yang, standing on tiptoe, also defended him, saying, "My little brother doesn't talk much."

Qin Bi added, "This is never-ending."

Prince Rong leaned down, and Rong Yang looked at the little dumpling and said, "No way."

"Yes, yes, yes." Qin Lang also protected his little nephew: "Our young master Rong Chi doesn't talk much."

Qin Bi was just taking advantage of the little girl's small size and said that on purpose. Everyone protected her and laughed. She sat down at the table, picked up the tea she had brewed, took a sip, and found it fragrant and delicious.

After putting down her teacup, Qin Bi changed her clothes and returned. Prince Rong gave the little dumpling to Qin Bi and went to the study. Lin Yao and several advisors followed her to discuss matters.

Once the tender corn in the pot is cooked, a basket of steaming tender corn is placed on the table.

Qin Bi took a piece of tender corn to eat, and Rong Yang also held one.