Chapter 471
What if he doesn't marry a concubine?
The wind was biting cold. Prince Rong, dressed in a black prince's robe, stepped forward to shield Qin Bi and Rong Yang from the wind.
"What about the younger one?" Qin Bi asked, addressing Rong Chi.
Rong Jun understood, and Rong Yang also knew the Rong Chi that Qin Bi was talking about.
“The little prince will play with him,” Rong Jun said.
Qin Bi nodded. At the Rong Prince's residence, the young prince's care for the children was well-received. Despite his young age, the young prince was very thoughtful and truly cared for Rong Yang and Rong Chi.
Rong Yang was held in Rong Shizi's arms. She took out a paper bag and showed it to Rong Shizi: "These are small fire-baked buns, they are spiritual food. Give them to your younger brother."
Rong Jun praised without reservation: "My Rong Yang has the demeanor of an elder brother."
Rong Yang was happy. Rong Jun hugged Rong Yang and took Qin Bi back to the Prince's courtyard.
In the spacious and bright main hall, the little prince and the little dumpling sat at the table playing with pens. When they saw Qin Bi and Rong Yang return, the little prince immediately called out to the little dumpling.
"Your mother and brother have returned," the young prince said.
The little dumpling's hands were still stained with ink. He raised his head, saw Qin Bi and Rong Yang, and immediately stopped playing. He called out in his babyish voice, "Mother, elder brother, don't play with Rong Chi."
Listen to this, you little green tea b*tch, your coquettishness is laced with a tattling.
He didn't care who would back him up; he just complained.
Qin Bi was speechless. She reached into the paper bag in Rong Yang's hand and took a small baked bun, coaxing the little dumpling, "I brought you a small baked bun."
"Is it delicious?" The little dumpling reached out, wanting a hug.
Rong Yang wouldn't let anyone hold her anymore and got down on the ground.
Qin Bi took two small baked buns, gave one to the little prince first, then reached out and picked up the little dumpling, giving the bun to the little guy: "Try it, it's delicious."
The little dumpling hugged the small baked bun. Qin Bi tore off a piece from the bun. There was nothing she could do; the Rong prince's child carried twenty points of luck and fortune from the Great Yan Dynasty, so he was very picky about food and had quite a few petty thoughts. He wouldn't eat anything without filling.
The mushroom and meat flavor was incredibly strong, and the little dumpling took a bite and exclaimed, "It's delicious!"
Qin Bi smiled from the bottom of her heart, and Rong Shizi also had a faint smile in his eyes. The little prince watched the little dumpling being held by Qin Bi and eating with relish, and swallowed his saliva while holding a small, golden-brown baked bun.
"Let's save it for our younger brother," the young prince said.
As soon as Rong Chi bit into the small fire-baked bun, the little prince knew it was high-level demon beast meat, the kind with pork belly. This kind of demon beast meat is extremely fragrant, and it would be absolutely amazing with mushrooms. It was grilled just right.
Each one is about the size of a child's palm, but a hawk can eat several in one sitting.
"You eat it." Qin Bi wasn't stingy with the little prince who was taking care of her child. She pointed her chin at the paper bag in Rong Yang's hand: "Also, try it all. These little baked buns are delicious."
Upon hearing this, the little prince saw Rong Yang take out another small baked bun, and instead of saying he wouldn't eat it, he took the bun and started eating it. Wow, it was incredibly delicious and fragrant.
"Mother, I saved one for you. Eat it while it's hot," Rong Yang said to Qin Bi. Qin Bi, holding the little dumpling, nodded in response. Rong Chi took a bite of the small baked bun and exclaimed, "Huh?"
Everyone looked over.
Qin Bi asked, "What's wrong?"
"It's sweet." Rong Yang ran up to Qin Bi and Rong Jun, holding up a small baked bun and said, "Brown sugar baked bun."
Prince Rong glanced at it, his expression unchanged. As long as his wife and children liked it, that was all that mattered to him. It didn't matter whether it was mushroom and meat mini-bread or brown sugar mini-bread. As long as his wife and children liked it, nothing else mattered.
Qin Bi and the little prince were overjoyed, and Rong Chi fluttered excitedly.
Rong Jun was surprised. No need to ask, everyone liked the brown sugar sesame seed cake mixed in with the sesame seed cake. There was only one brown sugar sesame seed cake, not enough to share. He opened the oil paper bag and broke the remaining sesame seed cakes in half, but none of them were brown sugar sesame seed cakes.
Rong Jun said to Rong Yang, "Give half to your mother." Upon hearing this, the little dumpling poked its head out and said, "I'll eat it."
This is because he doesn't want others to eat it. Rong Jun said, "You'll get your share."
"There's not enough to go around," Qin Bi said. "I'm not eating anymore."
Rong Yang broke a small sesame seed cake into pieces. Seeing that the child was determined to give her half, Qin Bi suggested, "I'll just take a bite."
Rong Yang thought it was a good idea and took a small brown sugar sesame seed cake and brought it to Qin Bi's mouth: "Take a big bite, there's brown sugar and sesame seed cake skin. If you bite it small, you won't get much brown sugar."
Rong Jun said from the side, "The little prince should take a bite first."
The young prince: "..."
The young prince understood what the Crown Prince Rong meant and took a bite of the brown sugar sesame seed cake. Rong Chi, being a little too young and not very clever, also hurriedly took a bite.
Well, this is the part with the most brown sugar.
Rong Yang quickly gave some to Qin Bi: "Mother, have some, lots of brown sugar."
Qin Bi didn't want to refuse the child's wish, so she smiled and took a bite of the brown sugar sesame seed cake. The brown sugar sesame seed cakes made by other people had a lot of brown sugar, while Qin Bi's cake had more brown sugar than flour.
Qin Bi smiled when she thought about how much noodles the little dumpling ate.
The children took turns eating, and Rong Chi's eyes lit up. He clearly loved the brown sugar mini-baked bun. There was only one, and it would be gone after he ate it. Rong Jun took a mushroom and meat filling mini-baked bun and fed it to Rong Chi.
He glanced at the guard, who quickly left.
Before long, the guard returned with an oil paper bag. Qin Bi took it, opened it, and saw that it contained brown sugar sesame cakes. Brown sugar with spiritual energy is so expensive; the teahouse only bakes a few brown sugar sesame cakes a day.
The guard went to the teahouse but only managed to buy two.
Rong Jun reached out his hand, and the little dumpling stared longingly at him, no longer wanting to eat meat.
Qin Bi handed over the oil paper bag, and Rong Jun gave her a small brown sugar sesame seed cake: "I only ate one bite just now. It's freshly bought. Eat it. If you like it, I'll buy you another one another day."
The little dumpling exclaimed, "I like to eat it!"
Unfortunately, Rong Jun didn't give him a whole brown sugar mini-bread.
Qin Bi took the brown sugar sesame cakes, and Rong Jun handed the oil paper bag directly to the little prince: "You take care of the children and share them with them. Don't fight over the Crown Princess. She has just recovered from a mental and physical injury, and eating spiritual food will help improve her constitution."
The young prince took out brown sugar buns to feed the children, sharing them equally with Rong Yang and Rong Chi. This one contained twenty points of luck and fortune in the Great Yan Dynasty, and so did the other; they were all treasures.
Qin Bi called out to Rong Yang and Rong Chi, "Give me a bite, I like the one with more brown sugar in the middle."
Wow, both the live owl and the live owl like this! They take a bite of this brown sugar bun, then a bite of that one, and even after getting the part with the most brown sugar, the owl still wants more.
Rong Yang stopped him from eating: "Give it to Mother."
The little dumpling said, "Okay."
Rong Jun went to the study. Qin Bi and the child did not go to the Qin Yan Marquis's residence, but they also ate very well. The Crown Prince's courtyard was bustling with activity. The advisors were very glad that the Crown Prince had married a concubine.
If Prince He hadn't taken a concubine, how would the Rong Prince's Mansion have had any young princes? Now that they have two young princes, the Rong Prince's Mansion's advisors can laugh in their dreams.
Marrying a concubine is a good thing.
Despite all her efforts, Qin He failed to become the wife of the heir of the Duke of Yan's mansion. (End of Chapter)