Transmigration: Getting Rich with My Space and Supplies

"Master, we’ve arrived," Hu Dao’s voice gently broke the silence.

Qin Ye heard this and looked towards the person sleeping soundly on the wooden daybed, contemplating how to awaken them when the sleeper turned over and... opened their eyes.

"We’ve arrived?" Rong Yan’s eyes shone with clarity, not at all like someone who had just woken up.

Qin Ye nodded, "Yes, we have. This is one of my residences, I don’t usually stay here, but you can temporarily live here..."

He was a Prince, and even at the border, aside from the great army tents, he also had estates in the town.

But these estates, compared to the Prince Manor in Beijing, were really too modest.

However, in this remote region, it was considered a luxurious mansion.

It was the best estate in the area.

Rong Yan nodded, "Okay!"

Her affirmation made Qin Ye very happy.

"I’ll carry Jin down."

Rong Jin lay on the long wooden bench where Qin Ye had been sitting, which was covered with a thick and warm padding.

Perhaps because he had gone to bed late the night before, he was now sleeping deeply, not showing any signs of waking even though the carriage had stopped.

"Put a thick coat on him." The carriage had a stove inside, so it was slightly warmer, but outside it was genuinely cold.

Although Rong Jin had been well cared for during this period, the sudden shift from warm to cold could easily make him catch a chill.

"Mmm, I know that," Qin Ye said, slightly jealous of the affection shown for a brother by the person he admired.

But he quickly reassured himself... they didn’t have a relationship yet, and once they did, Rong Yan would certainly care about his well-being too.

He took his cloak, wrapped it around Rong Jin, and then carried him out.

Hu Dao, seeing his master carrying Young Master Rong... reached out to take over, but Qin Ye sidestepped him, "No need, I can manage on my own."

A different person might have woken him up.

Moreover, Rong Jin wasn’t very heavy; to him, it felt light as a feather.

He carried the boy and lightly jumped to the ground.

After landing, he stepped aside to let Rong Yan dismount, knowing after traveling together for some time that she usually didn’t need help, especially with something like getting in and out of carriages.

Rong Yan hadn’t even had the chance to look up at the mansion before her when she saw its gates swing open.

Then a man in his forties strode out. He stopped in front of Qin Ye, briefly stunned upon seeing his master holding a boy.

However, he recovered quickly.

"Master, you’ve returned!"

Just as he was about to offer to take the boy, he heard his own master speak, "Housekeeper Qian, prepare the best courtyard for this Prince, and make sure it’s equipped with what’s needed... to accommodate Miss Rong."

Housekeeper Qian then turned his attention to the lady beside him. He lifted his gaze for a mere glance... and that glance left him utterly dazzled.

But he only allowed himself that one look, not daring to linger.

"Very well, Master, I shall make the arrangements."

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As it was just getting light, some of the early risers in the manor had only recently gotten up, and everyone was busy with their duties.

Though Housekeeper Qian was incredibly curious, he did not dare to delay.

After all, this was the first time the master had brought a lady back to the manor.

She might well be the future lady of the house.

So it would not do to show any negligence.