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"Little Celestial Master, even if I spoke rudely just now, please don't slander me like this."

Sun's eyes were red, and she looked wronged and aggrieved.

"I am Zhizhang's aunt, how could I kill him?"

Minister Song's eyes, sharp as blades, were fixed on Lady Sun, his forehead bulging.

Renbao's abilities were such that even the emperor had to respect him.

Because she was still a three-year-old child, unaware of the ways of the world, what she said was often the truth.

"Sun!" Minister Song clenched his fist, his knuckles turning white, his anger barely contained. "Why did you kill my son?"

"Brother, this really has nothing to do with me!" Madam Sun's voice trembled as she frantically waved her hands. She glanced at Renbao and broke down in tears. "Little Celestial Master, why are you slandering me? Please do a divination. I'll give you ten thousand taels of silver for the divination. Please tell me the real culprit."

She spoke incoherently and ordered her personal maid to fetch the silver.

Her reaction didn't seem fake.

Old Madam Song's lips trembled, and she looked at Renbao with deep sorrow in her eyes: "Little Celestial Master, this..."

Renbao's soft, sweet voice rang out: "I said my brother's death was related to you, not that you killed him."

Sun staggered back a few steps, trying to run away.

"Grab her!" Minister Song shouted.

Renbao took out the sugar figurine he hadn't finished eating and threw it on the ground.

Sun stepped on it, slipped, and fell flat on her face.

Her reaction confirmed that Song Zhizhang's death was related to her.

"There's no grudge between us, sisters-in-law, why did you do this!" Overwhelmed by hatred, Madam Song rushed to Madam Sun, grabbed her collar, and demanded sharply, "Why!"

Madam Sun avoided eye contact, and loudly retorted, "I only helped him leave the manor, how can you put all the blame on me? If you hadn't disagreed with his marriage to Ling Wan, this wouldn't have happened. Blame yourselves!"

Madam Song's tears flowed again.

"You deliberately let that older sister appear in front of your brother, and even taught her how to seduce him."

Renbao's eyes suddenly turned cold, and with a wave of his chubby little hand, past scenes of Song Zhizhang appeared above the Song residence.

"The source of all cause and effect lies within you."

Sun stared in disbelief at the scene that had appeared out of nowhere, her blood running cold, and she collapsed to the ground.

The woman who eloped with Song Zhizhang was named Xie Lingwan, and she was Sun's cousin.

Hsieh Ling-wan came from an ordinary family; her family were merchants who ran small businesses.

Madam Sun did not want Song Zhizhang to marry any noblewoman from the capital, so she chose the beautiful Xie Lingwan, invited her into her home, and tried to persuade her with money and earnest words.

He lured her to appear frequently in front of Song Zhizhang.

Song Zhizhang took it to heart and decided to marry Xie Lingwan, but this was met with unanimous opposition from Minister Song and his wife.

At this point, Madam Sun jumped in again, suggesting that the two elope, and even gave them a thousand taels of silver out of her own pocket.

Song Zhizhang did indeed do it.

What Sun didn't expect was that Xie Lingwan had someone she loved, a scholar from a poor family.

For his sake, Xie Lingwan pretended to like Song Zhizhang, swindling money from both sides before giving it all to the scholar.

On the very first day of their elopement, Song Zhizhang stumbled upon the intimate scene between Xie Lingwan and Xie Lingwan. He was struck dumb and immediately proposed to part ways with her so he could return to his residence.

Fearing retaliation, Xie Lingwan, persuaded by scholars, conspired to kill him.

Snapped!

Old Madam Song staggered to Sun Shi and slapped her hard across the face.

"You wicked woman!"

Before she could dodge, Mrs. Sun took the slap squarely, and blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.

"I really didn't know she would do this." Mrs. Sun covered her face with her hands and burst into tears.

It's over, she's finished.

She will definitely be divorced by the Song family, her reputation will be ruined, and she will never be able to hold her head up in the capital.

"I was wrong." Madam Sun knelt on the ground, clutching the hem of Old Madam Song's skirt. "I was blinded by greed, afraid that Zhizhang would marry a noblewoman and thus be superior to Junyi for life. I never expected Xie Lingwan to do this..."

"I implore Lord Su to apprehend the murderer and bring justice to my son." Minister Song was filled with grief. He walked up to Su Xuance and was about to kneel down in front of him.

Su Xuance reacted quickly and helped him up, saying, "Lord Song, rest assured, I will definitely apprehend the murderer and bring him to justice to comfort his soul in heaven. Please accept my condolences."

Leave the Song residence.

Su Xuance held Renbao in his arms for a long time without saying a word.

It will probably take Minister Song a long time to recover from the loss of his son.

"Father." Renbao tugged at Su Xuance's sleeve.

Su Xuance snapped out of his daze, rested his chin on her forehead, and said with lingering fear, "Renbao, you must never trust anyone, understand?"

"Renbao knows." Renbao nodded, then added, "I know that scholar."

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Xie Lingwan sat in the hall, looking out every now and then, her mind uneasy.

"My lord."

Upon seeing the figure at the door, she immediately got up to greet him, helped him into the house, and poured him a cup of tea.

"I'm feeling really uneasy, like something's going to happen. Maybe we should just escape the capital."

Minister Song wields immense power; if it's discovered that Song Zhizhang was murdered by us…

Before Xie Lingwan could finish speaking, the man looked up and stared intently at her.

Xie Lingwan's voice softened: "My lord."

"Don't say such discouraging things! I've already told you, I'll be the top scholar in this imperial examination. What will a mere Lord Song be then? Even the current Celestial Master won't be a threat to me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was kicked open with a bang.

The two were startled and looked over.

Renbao swaggered in: "I think I just heard you calling me."

She was followed by constables from the Dali Temple, who scattered and blocked the entrances and exits of the house.

Xie Lingwan's face turned deathly pale.

The man beside her was also panicked. His face, hollowed out by wine and women, was loose and frivolous, revealing greed in his eyes.

It was Zeng Zheng, who had previously appeared at the Cui residence to recommend himself and later pawned his soul at the ghost market.

"Little brat, it's you again." Zeng Zheng's drunkenness subsided considerably, his face flushed red. "What are you doing here with so many people?"

"How dare you! You are guilty of a serious crime, yet you still dare to offend the Little Celestial Master!" The constable's face darkened, and he shouted in a booming voice.

Little Celestial Master!

Zeng Zheng gasped, then quickly forced a fawning smile: "Little Celestial Master, I spoke without thinking. Although I offended you, it shouldn't be a serious crime, right?"

Four constables stepped forward, grabbing his and Xie Lingwan's arms from the left and right respectively, and locking their wrists with cold iron chains.

"You two murdered Song Zhizhang, the eldest son of the Song family. The evidence is irrefutable. Stop struggling and get out of here!"

Zeng struggled fiercely and shouted, "Let me go! I am a top scholar with official rank, how dare you take me!"

"Let them go now, or I will kill you all the day I come to power!"

The constable scoffed, "You're really crazy."

He turned to look at Renbao, only to find that she had left sometime earlier.

The Su Residence.

Renbao was in Su Xuance's study, sitting on a rosewood chair. She saw the constables capture the murderer and then disappear into the underworld to return.

They eagerly opened the bamboo basket and released the evil spirit, along with Song Zhizhang's soul.