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

Chapter 44 Wrapped into a Ball

Qin Bi could see that personality is something that is innate.

Rong Jun and Rong Yang are not the type to suffer losses. They are overbearing, flamboyant, and imposing. He Yan was just taking better care of Qin He's child, but Rong Jun couldn't stand it.

Rong Yang is also very capable. He is raised by Rong Jun and is just like him.

The child has been born, and Qin Bi has no intention of preventing Rong Yang from recognizing He Yan. There is no need to run away with the baby or hide it. If Rong Jun hadn't said that the child was hers, Qin Bi would not have wanted it at all.

But what do Rong Jun and Rong Yang mean now?
Rong Yang regarded himself as a control group. No matter how much Qin He's child was spoiled and pampered, and how much care He Yan gave him, Rong Yang would run to the side of the poor little thing and make He Yan regret it in the future.

This is really a way to poke people in the lungs.

"Are you full?" Qin Bi looked at the one who was feeding patiently and the other who was eating actively, and was worried that the child had eaten too much.

Rong Yang said, "I'm full."

Rong Jun ate a little and Qin Bi wiped the child's mouth.

"I can do it myself." Rong Yang said, "I'm grown up now."

Qin Bi was annoyed: "You are not even half a year old."

Rong Yang turned to Rong Jun and said, "Father."

Rong Jun said to Qin Bi: "He has grown up and is the noble young master of our Rong Palace."

Qin Bi: “…”

Qin Bi watched the little person get down from the stool and wash his hands. The maids were just decorations in their yard, and fetching water was a job that the maids had limited time to do. The child washed his hands by himself, and Qin Bi took a towel to wipe the child's hands.

After finishing the work here and Rong Jun finished his meal, the maid cleared the table.

The eunuch in the palace came to pass on the message: "Prince, it's time to go to court."

Rong Jun's eyebrows did not move: "I asked for leave."

The young eunuch bowed his head and said, "The emperor invites the prince to the court to discuss matters."

Rong Jun hesitated for a moment: "I will go to the palace in the afternoon."

After the young eunuch left, Rong Jun and Rong Yang became busy, thinking about how to dress up the poor little thing. Guard Yan and the mansion's counselor Lin Yao were called in to give advice and give their opinions.

Several children's robes were thrown on the small chaise longue. Rong Jun took out a noble purple robe and compared it to the little guy: "What do you think of this one? Does it look like the poor little one?"

Lin Yao's mouth twitched: "Very noble."

Guard Yan remained silent. Qin Bi looked at them and found none of the pieces were suitable. Rong Yang's clothes since he was a child were all made in the palace's clothing workshop. They were all top-quality. Who would be so blind as to treat him as a poor little thing?

Rong Yang was very perceptive. He ran over and took out a small goose yellow robe with a bunch of flowers. "How about this one? Does it look like the poor little girl?"

Qin Bi pursed her lips. In ancient times, ordinary people wore clothes made of simple colors and could not afford bright colors. Such a striking goose yellow robe was just a joke.

Lin Yao was too lazy to speak and agreed with Luo Bi.

Guard Yan complained in his heart that the prince and the young prince had no idea what the meaning of "poor little thing" was. Any one of these small clothes was very valuable and wearing them had nothing to do with "poor little thing" at all.

"Your Highness." Guard Yan said boldly, "These small robes are made of top-quality fabrics. They are not suitable."

Rong Jun seemed to see the problem as well, and raised his chin: "Go get some clothes for the children."

Guard Yan went out and after a while, he took out an old child's clothes. The child would definitely look like a poor kid in this piece of clothing, but Rong Jun frowned when he saw it and waved his hand, so Guard Yan tactfully took it away.

Well, Qin Bi was not familiar with Guard Yan and strategist Lin Yao, so they all kept silent tacitly.

Let Rong Jun and Rong Yang make their own decisions, as long as they think it's good. They clearly want to dress up as a poor little thing, but they dislike the clothes. There's nothing they can do. In the end, Rong Jun took a black robe, a cloud-patterned belt, a small animal skin cape, and a pair of white fox boots. Rong Jun put them on the child, and Qin Bi went to help.

As soon as he put it on, Rong Jun was dissatisfied: "It's getting colder today, and it's too thin to wear like this."

Qin Bi really wanted to say, "Prince, please make the decision." But she was complaining in her heart, but she didn't say it out loud.

Rong Yang was still learning to talk, and pinched the little robe: "It's not thick."

Rong Jun took out a small fur coat and put it on the child, then put on a small robe and a small cloak. It was snowing and drizzling outside, and Rong Jun wrapped the little guy into a ball.

Guard Yan glanced at Lin Yao, who was dressed up as a poor little guy. In his opinion, the young prince was very blessed.

There were some things that the captain of the guard and the counselors did not dare to ask in depth and could only follow orders.

Qin Bi just ignored it and let it go. If she were He Yan, she would not think of Rong Yang as a poor little thing when she saw his furry outfit. She was Rong Yang's mother and she could not lie with her eyes open.

Rong Yang was very obedient. Rong Jun packed up the child and took him out.

"You come with us." Rong Jun said to Qin Bi.

Qin Bi hesitated, then followed.

The ground was covered with small ice particles and rain. Rong Jun picked up the child, pulled Qin Bi's cloak, helped Qin Bi get on the carriage first, and finally Rong Jun got on while holding the little guy.

Guard Yan drove the carriage, followed by the imperial guards, and the counselors stayed behind.

There was a table in the carriage, on which were fruits and tea.

Along the way, Rong Jun and Rong Yang continued to discuss how to act like a pitiful little thing. When they arrived not far from Duke Yan's Mansion, the carriage stopped and Rong Jun gave the little guy a small hand warmer to hold in his pocket.

"Come back when you feel cold." Rong Jun instructed his son.

Rong Yang nodded: "I know."

The child had just learned to walk, and he stuffed the hand warmer into his robe with his little hands. Qin Bi helped and tidied it up. No matter what, if He Yan wanted to feel sorry for his child in the future because no one loved him, he had to look pitiful.

Although Qin Bi was too embarrassed to watch, she was serious about her work.

After the hand warmer was ready, Qin Bi asked, "Are you really going?"

"Go!" The child got off the carriage.

The ground was covered with rain and the cold wind made the pedestrians shrink. Rong Yang thought about it and also shrank back.

Rong Jun was startled and quickly leaned out of the carriage: "Rong Yang, are you cold?"

The child waved his hands and giggled, "It's not cold, Daddy doesn't feel bad."

Rong Jun stared at the child staggering towards the gate of Duke Yan's mansion. Ha, He Yan is not a beautiful lady. He didn't keep the wealth he accumulated for his own children, but gave it away to outsiders.

He wanted to see if He Yan would feel sad when he thought of today when he knew Rong Yang was his son.

Rong Jun looked at his tiny son, staggering in the rain. Before He Yan could feel sorry for him, Rong Jun's expression changed and he stared at the child with cold eyes.

Qin Bi dared to say that if the child fell, Rong Jun would have to take him back.

The Duke of Yan's Mansion is a hereditary first-class dukedom that will never be demoted. It is a family of meritorious service. On rainy days like this, there are servants waiting in the gatehouse outside the mansion, checking the weather from time to time.

I saw a delicate and pretty child staggering towards me, wrapped up like a ball.

The guard was surprised and asked, "Kid, who are you from and why are you here?"

(End of this chapter)