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

Chapter 263 Going to the Wilderness

"So happy?" Qin Bi bent down and picked up Rong Yang.

Rong Chi tugged at her, wanting to be held. Qin Bi put Rong Yang down and picked up the little dumpling. The little guy immediately blew bubbles and nibbled at her with his little mouth open. Qin Bi smiled with joy.

"Awoo..." Qin Bi teased him.

The little guy immediately pounced on it, overjoyed.

Rong Jun smiled and glanced at the guard. The guard immediately took a fresh spirit melon to wash it and then cut it. Rong Jun handed Rong Yang a small spoon.

The owl stretched out its little hand to catch it, and it did so very quickly.

“You don’t need a spoon.” Qin Bi grabbed the little dumpling’s hand: “I’ll feed you in a bit.”

Rong Yang picked up a piece of the melon and started eating the watermelon. The little dumpling became even more anxious. Qin Bi, who also had a short temper, simply took a piece of melon with more flesh than seeds and held it to the child's mouth.

Ouch! The little dumpling takes a bite, and it's so fierce!

Qin Bi was puzzled and asked Prince Rong, "Didn't you give him the spirit melon?"

"We've eaten. There's only half a melon left." Prince Rong put down his small spoon. Since he was already eating a piece of watermelon, he probably didn't need a spoon anymore. Prince Rong sat down and said, "The freshly picked spirit melons are cool. The two little ones love to eat freshly picked melons."

Qin Bi held the little baby in one arm and a slice of watermelon in the other, while Rong Chi lay on the watermelon and ate it.

Qin Bi was very skilled at holding the baby. She was a little surprised to see the little dumpling eating melon. She wondered if it was because of the abundant harvest and the rain that had irrigated the fields, but every melon in the field was cool and refreshing. Eating a piece of it was especially refreshing.

"Aren't the melons from the Immortal Sect like this?" Qin Bi usually only ate a piece of spiritual melon bought from the Immortal Sect with her child. It was just a piece or two of watermelon, and Qin Bi couldn't taste anything special about it.

Prince Rong really knew: "The melons grown by the immortal sect contain spiritual energy, but they are not cold. The ones we grow ourselves are icy cold, as if they were frozen by ice. The two children can't get enough of them."

Qin Bi wasn't bothered: "It's homegrown, eat it if you want."

Concerned that Qin Bi was tired, Prince Rong took his youngest son from him. Good heavens, the little dumpling had his head resting on the watermelon, looking both cute and fierce. When he looked up, he saw that a piece of the watermelon was almost gone.

Prince Rong wouldn't spoil the child. He took a small spoon and scooped out watermelon for the little dumpling to eat, letting him gnaw on it and waste it. He then scooped out the watermelon flesh with the small spoon and ate it all. Holding the child, Prince Rong's heart softened.

The two kids can really eat! They ate about ten pounds of melon each, and it was almost gone in no time.

Qin Bi: "..."

"We really can't afford to raise them," Qin Bi said.

Prince Rong fed Rong Yang a spoonful of food, and Rong Yang said, "I can afford to feed her."

Qin Bi smiled and announced to Prince Rong and the children, "Tomorrow we will pick melons. The spiritual melons in the one-acre plot and the small plots are all ripe. The small plots are definitely all ripe. Some of the melons in the one-acre plot are also ripe. We will pick all the ripe ones tomorrow."

Rong Yang's eyes lit up, and she asked, holding a small spoon, "Shall we pick some melons?"

Qin Bi nodded: "Pick the melons."

Rong Yang was overjoyed, and Rong Chi laughed along with him. In fact, he didn't understand anything, but he just laughed along and clapped his little hands. After eating the melon, the Crown Prince Rong and Rong Yang went to instruct the guards and staff to pick melons the next day.

Qin Bi held Rong Chi in her arms. The little guy hadn't had enough melon yet, so Rong Yang left the last two pieces for the little dumpling. In Rong Yang's eyes, the child her father had waited so long for deserved to eat his fill.

Children cannot be raised, and in the eyes of Rong Yang and the Crown Prince Rong, Rong Chi was a fragile porcelain doll.

Having eaten quite a few spirit melons, the children ate less for dinner, and Prince Rong let them have their way. Rong Yang, who was over a year old, knew that picking spirit melons meant a bountiful harvest. After dinner, lying in bed, she happily hugged her toes and chattered to Rong Chi, "Little brother, tomorrow our family will pick spirit melons. They're so delicious!"

The owl looked up and exclaimed, "Ah, delicious!"

Rong Yang tilted her head and said, "Our family's Linggua is delicious."

The owl and the duck are so delicious!

Qin Bi sat on the edge of the bed, curious: "What were you talking about?"

Rong Yang jumped up: "The spirit melons we grow are delicious, sweeter than those from the immortal sects, and they're also cool. Rong Chi and I both love them, and we're saving them to eat slowly."

Qin Bi looked at the child nestled in her arms: "More than an acre of land, all of it is spirit melons."

Rong Yang said, "I ate them all."

Qin Bi: "..."

"Okay," Qin Bi agreed.

Prince Rong stepped into the bedroom. He had already made arrangements to go to the Wilderness early the next morning to see the spirit melons that Qin Bi had planted. Prince Rong planned to go to the Wilderness.

A bountiful harvest of spirit melons is a major event, a stroke of good fortune. Prince Rong planned to take his youngest son to the desolate lands to share in the good fortune. Rong Yang rolled into the small quilt, and the maids and servants who came forward were scared away by a single look from Prince Rong.

The maid sighed. Serving their young master to rest was their job. What was the young master doing?!
They're forbidden from doing this and that, and even the little work they do gets taken away by the guards. The maids and servants are uneasy. Given their superfluous presence in the mansion, I wonder if the young master will turn around and dismiss them all.

Regardless of what the maids and servants thought, they all withdrew.

"Tomorrow, Rong Chi will also go to the desolate lands," Rong Shizi told Qin Bi.

“In that case…” Qin Bi pondered, then said, “Shouldn’t we go sooner?”

Prince Rong nodded and told his wife and children to go to bed early.

That night, Qin Bi went to bed early, but Qin Tan, Lin Yao, and the others in the desolate land were busy and tense. After irrigating this piece of land, Yun ran to irrigate the next piece of farmland.

Before they had even reached the one and a half acres that Lin Yao had cultivated, Lin Yao and his guards rested first. As dawn approached, everyone irrigated their fields, including Rong Yan and Jiang Xu's.

Lin Yao took a look and led the Five Grains Abundant Harvest Cloud to a plot of land.

This acre and a half of land wasn't here, and Qin Tan and Qin Lang were worried. Qin Tan followed, after all, there was only one such rare cloud formation, and many people coveted Qin Lang's, so they couldn't be careless.

The little cloud, acting all high and mighty, rubbed the raindrops, sprinkling rainwater over an acre and a half of land.

While irrigating, Jiang Xu and Rong Yan started planting crops. They didn't plant anything else, just a few watermelons and the rest vegetables. Qin Xun and the others went to help.

After irrigating the 1.5 mu of land, Lin Yao and Guard Yan distributed watermelon and melon seeds, instructing the guards to start planting them. They urged them to plant the seeds as soon as the irrigation was finished, lest the soil dry out and the seeds fail to sprout.

Wild lands lack rain and spiritual energy. When planting seeds or transplanting seedlings, the soil must be moist. Otherwise, fields without crops will dry out and harden in half a day, requiring more rain to loosen the hardened soil.

When Prince Rong arrived in the desolate land with his wife and children, Lin Yao and his guards had only planted a little over half of the land, not even finishing one and a half acres. Upon seeing the prince arrive, the guards hurriedly planted the remaining melon seeds.

Upon arriving at the melon field, Qin Bi first picked a melon for Rong Yang and Rong Chi to eat.

The advisor stared at the melon field, dumbfounded for a long time, his jaw almost dropping to the ground. Good heavens, is this a barbaric land?
(End of this chapter)