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

Pei Yuru's smile froze.

Renbao's father, he...

His legs are ruined.

Su Xuance, Renbao's father, was the second son of the Marquis's family. He was hailed as a child prodigy in the capital and later lived up to expectations by becoming the top scholar in the imperial examination and serving as the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review.

Last year, while handling a case in Jiangnan, he was ambushed and left with a disability in both legs.

He had consulted all the famous doctors in the country, but none of them could help him with his crippled leg.

Pei Yuru smiled wryly, unsure how to explain to a three-year-old child, "Renbao, your father didn't not want to come see you in person, it's because..."

Renbao raised his chubby hand and calculated with his fingers: "I know! Daddy's leg is crippled!"

Pei Yuru was stunned. How did Renbao know?

Su Xuance had his guard Lai Fu push him to find them, and just then he heard this sentence, and the wheelchair suddenly stopped.

Renbao and Su Xuance locked eyes.

Pei Yuru gave an awkward laugh, trying to explain that children often speak without thinking.

Renbao nimbly landed on her lap and ran to Su Xuance, her sweet voice full of energy: "Daddy! I'm Renbao, your own daughter!"

After Su Xuance's leg was crippled, he became taciturn and often hid in the shadows, unwilling to see anyone.

Renbao's liveliness and enthusiasm were just like the scorching sun on a normal day, making him subconsciously want to escape.

Pei Yuru hurriedly went to his side: "Husband, this is Renbao, our daughter."

Su Xuance hummed in agreement.

As the two were talking, Renbao had already nimbly climbed into the wheelchair and sat in his lap without any hesitation, pressing his legs left and right.

Unseen by the naked eye, strands of golden light flowed into Su Xuance's legs with Renbao's touch, causing the dead tendons and bones inside to regain a glimmer of life.

"Young Miss, no!" Lai Fu was terrified. After his master fell ill with his leg, he never allowed anyone to touch it, not even his wife.

Su Xuance raised his hand, signaling him to be quiet.

Renbao looked up at him: "Daddy, can you feel it?"

Su Xuance was surprised by her cheerfulness. He hadn't spoken for a long time, and his lips moved slightly, his voice a little hoarse: "I didn't feel anything before, but as soon as Renbao pressed it, I felt something."

Renbao puffed out his chest proudly and patted it: "That's right, I'm the Little King of Hell, a master of fortune telling and ghost catching, and I can even cure diseases!"

Su Xuance was stunned for a moment, never expecting that his own daughter would like the King of Hell, whom everyone avoided talking about. He smiled slightly and said, "Little King of Hell, welcome home."

Pei Yuru watched the interaction between the father and daughter, and her eyes gradually welled up with tears. She hadn't seen him smile in a long time.

As soon as they arrived at Qingzhuyuan, Renbao's fair face tensed up. She jumped off her wheelchair, ran to the water tank in the corner where lotus flowers were growing, and reached out to move it.

"Compao!"

Pei Yuru and Su Xuance were shocked and quickly stepped forward to stop her.

*Crack!* Renbao lifted the water tank high and threw it to the ground, shattering it into pieces... the kind of shattered pieces.

Pei Yuru was both surprised and worried: "Renbao, are you hurt? Next time, let your mother do this kind of thing."

Su Xuance watched this scene in silence. His wife looked gentle and beautiful, but she was actually incredibly strong. He guessed that Renbao must have inherited her strength from her.

But the water vat weighs over a hundred pounds, and Renbao is only three years old. Is this a case of the student surpassing the teacher?

Renbao pointed to the ground: "Mother, there are little figures with needles stuck in them down there."

Pei Yuru's expression changed, and she immediately said, "Close the door and dig!"

"Did the couple take the child back home?"

In Anhe Courtyard, Su Chengxiao, the heir of the Marquis's mansion, sat on a grand chair, listening to the servant's report, and showed a thoughtful expression.

The servant nodded and recounted the details of what had happened in the main hall.

Su Chengxiao tapped his index finger on the armrest: "Bring that couple here."

A quarter of an hour later, a servant came in panic: "Young Master, they've died in the woodshed."

Su Chengxiao paused slightly: "Dead? Was it my mother who did it?"

The servant shook his head: "Judging from their deaths, they were scared to death."

In the candlelight, half of Su Chengxiao's face was in shadow and half in light. After a long while, he said, "I understand. You may leave."

Despite being the eldest son of a marquis, the world only knows him as the second son, Su Xuance.

Three years ago, Su Chengxiao met a Taoist priest who traveled all over the world.

The Taoist priest said that an auspicious omen would be born into their Marquis's family, a destiny bestowed by heaven. When Su Chengxiao asked for more details, the priest remained silent.

At that time, Pei Yuru was the only pregnant woman in the mansion. After much deliberation, Su Chengxiao, in order to prevent the second wife from rising to prominence, bribed the midwife and Su Tang's biological parents to have Renbao replaced in the mansion.

After he switched the children, the second wife's life truly began to decline, just as he had hoped.

Su Xuance suffered a leg ailment and withdrew from the court, and everyone's attention finally fell on him, the heir apparent.

But now the child has returned.

A sinister glint flashed in Su Chengxiao's eyes. If he could send it out once, he could send it out a second time!

"Renbao, is your stomach uncomfortable? Do you feel too full?"

Pei Yuru looked at Renbao, who was sitting on the table with his cheeks bulging and was about to stuff more duck legs into his mouth, and couldn't help but cough lightly to remind him.

Renbao held a duck leg in her left hand and a pork knuckle in her right, eating with great relish. There are so many delicious foods in the world, she loves them!

Renbao sobbed, "I'm not full, not at all! I want a roast chicken and a pigeon..."

She recited all the names of the dishes she had heard from the little devils in the underworld.

A gulp, a sound of saliva rang out, then a second... a third.

Renbao paused in his eating, his eyes widened slightly, and then he slowly looked at Pei Yuru and blinked.

So cute! Pei Yuru's heart melted at the sight, and her voice softened even more: "What's wrong, Renbao?"

Renbao swallowed the meat in his mouth and hesitated, "Mother, could you light three incense sticks and bring in some more food?"

She glanced quickly at Pei Yuru, then hurriedly lowered her eyes, and then secretly peeked at her again, rubbing her little finger nervously.

Pei Yuru found it amusing. Although she didn't know what her daughter was going to do, since her precious daughter had spoken, there was no reason not to agree.

Three incense sticks were lit, and the table was covered with meat dishes. Pei Yuru thoughtfully went out of the room and closed the door.

Black and White Impermanence appeared, frantically sucking up incense offerings: "Hehe, Little Yama."

Renbao grinned happily when he saw the familiar ghost messenger, but then remembered that she was the Little Yama King and needed to maintain her dignity!

So she stood up from the table, put her hands on her hips, and puffed out her chubby cheeks: "Uncle Black, Uncle White, didn't you say you wouldn't be called up unless there was a reason? Why did you come on your own?"

The Black and White Impermanence forcefully suppressed their maternal smiles; they were truly worried about their precious darling in the underworld and couldn't resist sneaking a peek at her.

"And Granny Meng is here too." Black Impermanence quickly brought Granny Meng out.

"What a black sesame filling!" Meng Po thought to herself. She stepped out from behind the screen and looked at Renbao with loving eyes: "Little Yama, are you adapting well to the human world?"

Renbao jumped up from the table in surprise and flew straight into her arms: "Grandma Meng, my mother and father in the human world are very good to me, it's just that old woman doesn't like me very much."

Meng Po's eyes sharpened. The old hag was blind. Just as she was about to comfort Ren Bao, she heard her say in a childish voice, "She has a little unlucky guy next to her, so her eyes aren't very good and she can't see how powerful this little Yama is."

After her birth, Little Yama became the darling of the heavens and the earth. Her main principle was to avoid internal strife. If someone disliked her, it was definitely the other person's problem!

Meng Po affectionately pinched her cheek: "Our little Yama is the most powerful."

They enjoyed the meal.

Completely unaware of the sensation caused by their simultaneous appearance, the local earth gods and various spirits from the vicinity of the capital, as well as several renowned Taoist temples and Buddhist monasteries, all descended the mountain and rushed towards the Marquis's residence on horseback.

Since the Little Yama has come to the human world, they have no choice but to step forward and show their faces, begging for her favor!

The capital city is about to get interesting.