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Under the bright moonlight, in the quiet night.

"Daddy, sister, Renbao is back!" Renbao descended from the sky and landed steadily on the ground.

Su Xuance dashed out like an arrow, scooped her up in his arms, and looked her over from head to toe: "Renbao, you're finally back."

Renbao hugged his neck and kissed him on the cheek: "Daddy, I've finished my important task. Do you want to know what it was?"

Cough!

Dao Xuan's sudden cough drew Ren Bao's attention, and he then made faces at him.

Little Yama, heavenly secrets cannot be revealed!

"Father just wants to know if you are safe and sound," Su Xuance said, gently rubbing her little head.

When the cook heard that Renbao was back, he didn't sleep and got all excited, so he prepared a table full of Renbao's favorite dishes.

Su Xuance and Su Shuying sat on Renbao's side, constantly putting food on her plate.

Dao Xuan sat opposite her, enjoying his meal immensely, occasionally sipping his wine, his eyes narrowed.

Comfortable!

This is the kind of life a human being should live!

"Little Yama~"

After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, Daoxuan moved closer to Renbao, his face full of flattery.

Renbao frowned and pinched her nose: "Xuanxuan smells of alcohol, stinky."

Dao Xuan scratched his head awkwardly and quickly covered his mouth, saying, "Let's talk about it tomorrow."

Drinking really leads to trouble!

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Prince Qing's Mansion.

Less than a quarter of an hour later, Prince Qing got off the bed with a look of embarrassment and anger.

Qin Zhenzhen sat up expressionlessly, her voice indifferent: "Xia He, fetch water."

"What do you mean by this? You're rejecting me?" Prince Qing roared at her angrily, his eyes blazing with suppressed rage.

Qin Zhenzhen gave a cold laugh: "Besides getting me covered in saliva, what else can Your Highness do? Instead of wasting time here, you should go find a skilled doctor to take a look."

Otherwise, if the Empress Dowager asks about the child again, I will have no choice but to tell the truth.

Prince Qing's face instantly turned extremely ugly. He gritted his teeth, turned and left, slamming the door shut behind him.

"Miss, you..."

As soon as Xia He opened her mouth, Qin Zhenzhen raised her hand to stop her from continuing: "Manager Cao has quit, do you know why?"

"I don't know. Manager Cao left a message saying he wouldn't go against Jin Yu Lou." Xia He stepped forward to wipe her body and whispered, "It's said that he offended something unclean and went to the Little Celestial Master for help."

A subtle, unspoken speculation flashed across Qin Zhenzhen's eyes.

Manager Cao's departure from Manyulou may be related to Renbao.

She then asked, "How's business at Manyulou lately?"

Xia He quickly glanced at her face: "I don't know what happened, but after Manager Cao left, business slowed down, to the point where nobody cared about it."

On the contrary, their rival restaurant, Jin Yu Lou, has returned to its former popularity.

Qin Zhenzhen lightly tapped her palm with her fingers: "The Three Corpses Blocking Wealth Technique wasn't broken, was it?"

Xia He shook her head: "This servant does not know."

Qin Zhenzhen stood up. It seemed she would still have to go to the Marquis's residence tomorrow to ask the black-robed master for a look.

Xia He glanced at her secretly and sighed inwardly. Ever since her mistress decided to come to the capital to marry Prince Qing, she had become sinister and calculating, and she felt increasingly unfamiliar with her.

The next day.

Before Daoxuan could even look for Renbao, a man came to his door seeking medical help.

This person was wearing a mask and a very bright purple outfit.

The key point is that he brought a thousand taels of gold and had his servants carry a whole bunch of wooden poles covered with candied hawthorns to the Su residence.

Renbao smelled the sweet and sour aroma and opened her eyes: "Sister Peach Fragrance, I smell candied hawthorn!"

"Young lady, you have a really good nose. A patient came early this morning, and he carried him here," Tao Xiang said as she tied her hair into a little bun.

Renbao couldn't wait to go out: "Let me see."

Renbao rushed into the main hall and immediately saw strings of glistening, bright red candied hawthorns.

She swallowed hard, put her chubby little hands behind her back, and slowly walked into the hall.

After visiting the Demon Realm, Renbao thought Renhengjue's expressionless face was very imposing and had a strong presence!

She's the Little Yama, and the Demon Lord's senior sister; she can't just drool over candied hawthorns!

But the person seeking medical help is so strange.

Renbao circled around him, asking curiously, "What's wrong with you?"

He doesn't speak.

Are you mute?

Still not speaking.

Renbao got a little angry and climbed onto the armchair to sit facing him.

Tao Xiang brought over a large bowl of meat buns and milk.

Renbao held the meat bun in both hands, took a big bite indignantly, and exclaimed, "Mmm—it smells so good!"

The other side made a rumbling sound from their stomach.

"Give me one." He held out his hand.

Renbao shook her head: "Sister Taozixiang, don't give it to him unless he takes off his mask."

The person on the other end fell silent, watching Renbao devour more than a dozen large meat buns and gulp down his milk, swallowing his saliva countless times.

Renbao rubbed his belly, looked at the candied hawthorn, and moved his little mouth again.

"Give me your hand," Renbao said. After feeling his pulse, she looked at him suspiciously. "You're not sick!"

The man became agitated: "I'm sick."

Renbao's eyes widened, and he sighed in his childish voice, pointing to his head: "Uncle, are you sick here?"

"I'm not mentally ill, I'm just not very capable. Can you cure me?" the man said angrily.

Tao Xiang's eyes sharpened instantly as she stepped in front of Ren Bao: "What nonsense are you spouting in front of my young lady! Someone, throw him out!"

"No, I really came here for medical treatment."

"Wait!" Renbao jumped off the armchair. "Your voice sounds so familiar."

"Don't come any closer!" The man immediately backed away. "I'll leave, I'll leave, okay?!"

Before he could even get up, Renbao had already removed his mask.

"It's you! Sister Cui's ex-husband!" Renbao exclaimed, covering her mouth and chuckling.

Prince Qing was stunned, realizing that his secret had been discovered by Renbao.

He felt that his life had become utterly boring.

He cried, "Laugh if you want! It's already embarrassing enough that I came here to see you."

Renbao looked at Taoxiang with a blank expression: "Sister Taoxiang, what is he babbling about? Renbao doesn't understand."

Su Xuance came upon hearing the commotion. Upon seeing Prince Qing, his eyes sharpened: "Prince Qing, what brings you here?"

Tao Xiang coughed and stepped forward, whispering a few words.

Su Xuance: ………

Renbao carried the candied hawthorns back into the house, still completely bewildered.

Is there any illness in this world that she can't diagnose?

What exactly is wrong with Prince Qing?

"Little Yama~" Dao Xuan pried open the door, peeked at her, and smiled obsequiously. He walked to her side and said, "This old Daoist wants to ask you a favor."

Renbao licked the candied hawthorn and said, "Xuanxuan, you tell me."

Dao Xuan said pitifully, "The Xuanshu Tournament is about to begin, but none of the disciples from Qingshan Temple are up to par. So, I'd like to ask you, Little Yama, to go to Zhiwei Valley as a disciple of Qingshan Temple to participate."

Renbao shook her head: "No, I want to stay home with Dad and my sister."

"The grand prize of the Mystic Arts Tournament includes not only the Mystic Jade Plate and the Mystic Ghost Armor, but also ancient flying birds and divine beasts." Dao Xuan made a last-ditch effort.

Renbao's eyes lit up: "Can a flying mythical beast be my mount?"

Dao Xuan nodded: "Yes!"

Renbao was very excited: "Daddy and sister have grown up now, I want to go! When do we leave?"

Dao Xuan grinned: "The day after tomorrow!"