A little devil has arrived at the Marquis's mansion, and all the powerful officials in the cour

Su Xuance and Song Mo stared intently at her.

Because he is the reincarnation of the star Wuqu!

Renbao was about to speak when her eyes darted around again. She waved her chubby little hand and said, "It's a secret! Anyway, Brother Song is a born warrior, and he's destined for great things."

After saying that, Renbao covered her mouth, her round eyes widening slightly. She was so knowledgeable, speaking eloquently!

She laughed out loud.

I am very satisfied with myself.

Since the child was unwilling to talk, Su Xuance did not press the matter further.

Song Mo, on the other hand, was as happy as a fool, clasping his hands together and looking at Renbao: "Little Celestial Master, talk to my father. He has always wanted me to study, but I really don't have the talent. If you speak up for me, he will definitely agree to let me join the army and go to the frontier."

Renbao nodded his little head: "Okay, but you have to let your mother know you're safe first, she's so worried."

The main hall of the Su residence.

Madam Song was restless and kept glancing into the inner room.

"Mother." Song Mo rushed to her and spun around. "I'm alright. The little Taoist priest saved me again."

Madam Song wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes: "It's good that you're alright."

She caught sight of Renbao out of the corner of her eye and immediately stepped forward to perform a deep bow.

"Thank you, Little Celestial Master." She spoke solemnly, then couldn't help asking, "Little Celestial Master, what exactly is wrong with my son?"

Song Mo was seven feet eight inches tall. He had practiced martial arts for many years, and had broad shoulders, well-proportioned and strong bones and muscles, and stood tall and straight like a sword.

He looked like he could kill a tiger with one punch, yet he fainted at the drop of a hat; it was truly baffling.

Renbao said, "I've said it before, he's under the influence of witchcraft. If we find the straw effigy, take out his birth date and time, and burn it, it will be cured."

Madam Song's heart leaped into her throat.

She has already lost a son.

We can't lose Song Mo again.

"Little Celestial Master, could you please tell me where the sorcerer is?" Madam Song asked urgently, then took out a hundred taels of silver notes and handed them over with both hands, "This is the divination fee."

She understood the rules of the Little Celestial Master.

Once Renbao saw the silver note, she couldn't tear herself away. She beckoned to Song Mo, "Brother Song, lower your head."

Song Mo followed suit.

Renbao plucked a hair from his head, then took out a talisman, wrapped the hair inside, and made a hand seal.

The talisman flew into the air and burned.

A wisp of mist drifted outwards.

Renbao lifted his leg and ran outside.

Seeing this, Song Mo followed. Once outside the main hall, he looked bewildered, unable to see anything.

He looked down at Renbao, whose expression was very serious, and scratched his head.

"In the palace." Renbao looked in the direction the light mist was drifting, wrinkled his little nose, and drew a line in the air with his hand. "Southeast, but how do I get into the palace and find this location?"

She had heard her father mention it.

You can't just enter the palace whenever you want; you need the emperor's uncle's permission.

Hearing her mutterings, Song Mo quickly said, "Little Celestial Master, the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet is in a few days, and you will definitely be among the invited guests."

Renbao's eyes lit up: "Is that so? Then wait for me to find the straw man."

"Okay!" Song Mo squatted down and whispered in her ear, "Remember to tell my father that I was born to be a military general."

Renbao patted his little chest: "Don't worry, Renbao has it covered!"

The two, one big and one small, chuckled knowingly to each other.

After Madam Song and her son left.

A deafening sound of gongs and drums erupted at the entrance of the Su residence.

Renbao sat in a rocking chair eating sunflower seeds, with two gossipy ghosts standing on either side of her.

I was telling her about interesting things that happened in the capital.

Renbao would giggle one moment and frown the next, his expressions were so lively and anxious.

Tao Xiang glanced at her every now and then, her eyes filled with worry.

What's wrong, young lady?

Could it be that someone has also cast a spell on me?

"Your Majesty, have you heard anything?" The female gossip ghost pricked up her ears as soon as the gongs and drums sounded outside, eager to float out and see what was going on.

Renbao nodded: "I heard it, beating drums and gongs is a good thing."

The gossipy man rubbed his hands together: "Your Majesty, why don't we go and see what's going on?"

"You guys go ahead, come back and tell me later." Renbao crossed her legs; she was so comfortable lying down.

As soon as they finished speaking, the two gossipy ghosts quickly floated outside.

A short while later, it floated back.

The gossipy woman exclaimed excitedly, "Your Majesty, I've heard some juicy gossip!"

"Speak up!" Renbao sat up slightly, his small eyes fixed on her.

The gossipy woman announced in a dramatic, exaggerated manner: "A woman dressed in a red wedding gown came in, sitting on the ground weeping. She claims to be pregnant with the child of Minister Su of the Court of Judicial Review, and has come today to demand official recognition!"

The gossipy guy chimed in, "They've made quite a show of it, they even brought in helpers."

The two ghosts felt something was off as they talked.

Minister of the Court of Judicial Review, Lord Su?

Isn't that Little Yama's earthly father?

Renbao threw the melon seeds away.

Tao Xiang only felt a gust of wind pass by, the rocking chair swayed, and the little baby sitting on it disappeared.

"Young lady!"

"Lord Yama, wait for us!"

boom!

As the gongs and drums sounded, neighbors peeked out from the street.

"Second Master, come out and give me an explanation! You violated me at the Marquis's residence that day and never came back. Now I'm carrying your child, you have to take responsibility!"

Cuihong knelt on the ground and shouted loudly.

"Is this a maid from the Marquis's residence?"

"Lord Su doesn't seem like the type to force a maid. Could it be that he's slandering her?"

"What woman would use her innocence as an excuse? She must have been driven to the brink of desperation."

"By the way, it's been a long time since I've seen Madam Pei. Did the couple have a fight, and then this maid took the opportunity to sneak in?"

That makes sense.

The crowd was buzzing with discussion.

Upon hearing the last sentence, Cuihong's eyes lit up with surprise.

You two had a fight? It's good that you're arguing!

"Young Miss, the road ahead is blocked."

The carriage from the Su residence stopped at the entrance of the alley.

Su Shuying frowned, lifted the car curtain and looked out. She saw that the place where people were gathered seemed to be in front of her house, and her heart skipped a beat.

"I'll get off the carriage here," Su Shuying said to the coachman.

When the crowd saw her, they made way for her.

"Cuihong?" Su Shuying frowned when she saw Cuihong, who was beside Old Madam Su, appear at the door, still wearing her red wedding dress. "What are you doing?"

"Young Miss, you're going to have a little brother." Cuihong touched her belly, looking at her with a shy yet frightened expression.

Su Shuying: ?

Su Xuance came out of his study upon hearing the sound.

Renbao followed closely behind and bumped into his leg.

"Ouch!" Renbao covered his forehead. "Daddy, you bumped into me!"

Su Xuance chuckled and patted her little head: "I'm sorry, my Renbao, it's all Daddy's fault for his legs."

Renbao grumbled, looked up at him, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes: "Daddy, you've been having some bad luck with women lately."

Su Xuance stood on the steps, looking at Cuihong who was spouting lies, his eyes filled with disgust: "What a rotten peach blossom."

"Second Master!" When Cuihong saw Su Xuance come out of the house, she immediately raised her hand. The gongs and drums stopped, and she rushed forward to hug Su Xuance.

"Don't touch my father!" Renbao's little face tightened as she quickly stood in front of Su Xuance.

"Help! The little Taoist priest has killed someone!"

Cuihong instinctively clutched her stomach and rolled on the ground, letting out a heart-wrenching cry.