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"Who is the child in the Zhong family's house? How did she know there was something wrong with the incense?"

Aunt Xu fled with her personal maid. The two sat in the carriage, looking fearful and uneasy.

The maid kept looking back and said, "I heard it's a little celestial master in the court who can predict fortune and misfortune and has a pair of yin-yang eyes."

Aunt Xu gritted her teeth: "You ruined my plans!"

She had originally planned that once Madam Zhong was possessed by evil spirits and her body was completely consumed by illness, the position of the Duke's wife would be hers.

Who knew that a little Taoist master would suddenly appear out of nowhere.

She didn't know if it was just bad luck.

Perhaps it was not Zhong's time to die.

"Madam, we've injured the young master; the Duke will definitely not let us off." Panic flickered in the maid's eyes. "The world is so vast, where can we escape to?"

Aunt Xu calmly said, "There's always a way out. We'll head south. Don't worry, we have enough silver on us to buy a house in Jiangnan and live a peaceful life."

The maid nodded. She and Aunt Xu were in the same boat, so this was the only way.

They didn't notice the greed that flashed in the coachman's eyes.

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At the entrance of the Zou residence, Zou Linhe lay on the ground, an arrow piercing his chest, his robes stained with blood.

"Son!" Zou Yongming rushed out of the mansion in a panic. Seeing this scene, his legs went weak, and he stumbled and crawled over, his eyes bloodshot as he cursed, "That damned Xu Shi, who murdered the wife and the heir, deserves to be torn to pieces! Even a thousand cuts wouldn't be enough to vent my anger!"

Renbao patted Zou Yongming on the shoulder: "Uncle Zou, don't cry, let's move your brother inside and save him first."

Now that Zou Yongming felt reassured, he quickly said, "The Little Celestial Master is right!"

The physician from the manor quickly entered with his medicine chest. He pulled out the arrow, sprinkled it with medicinal powder, bandaged it, and said with lingering fear, "Thanks to the two talismans placed on the young master's chest, the wound only looks scary, but it did not actually hit any vital organs, and his life is not in danger."

Renbao sat on the stool, swinging his chubby little legs as he ate osmanthus cake.

Zou Yongming recalled Renbao's prediction when she first entered the mansion: those two talismans were given to her by her.

"Thank you so much, Little Celestial Master, for saving my son's life." He turned around, knelt down before Renbao, and said loudly.

The maids and servants in the room were startled.

The scene of the Duke kneeling down to apologize to a three-year-old child was incredibly impactful.

Renbao waved his chubby little hand: "I've already taken the money, no need to be so polite."

"So you're the Little Celestial Master, whose medical skills are so superb that even Physician Liang is ashamed to admit his inferiority?"

The doctor looked at Renbao, excitedly took a few steps forward, and knelt down before her with a thud.

"This humble subject, Mao Shu, greets the Little Celestial Master."

Renbao jumped off the stool, ran to the two of them, and patted their shoulders like a little adult, her voice sweet and soft: "Get up."

With tears streaming down his face, Zou Yongming cried, "Little Celestial Master, if it weren't for you coming, I would have lost not only my wife but also my child. You are my greatest benefactor!"

Renbao poked two fingers together, then looked away and stared at Doctor Mao.

Uncle Zou cried so ugly.

Dr. Mao felt a surge of tension as Renbao stared at him, and straightened his back.

"Young Master, some symptoms and pulses are difficult to distinguish between true and false, which has left me puzzled. May I ask you for your guidance?" Doctor Mao cupped his hands, his tone humble yet expectant.

Renbao nodded: "Sure."

An elderly person and a young person interact.

Zou Yongming, listening from the side, was completely confused.

Zou Linhe woke up on the bed and let out a slight cough.

"Son! You're finally awake! I thought I'd never see you again." Zou Yongming rushed to the bedside, looking at him with tears in his eyes.

Zou Linhe's lips twitched. He tried to sit up, but the movement aggravated his wound, causing him to hiss in pain: "Has Aunt Xu been caught?"

Zou Yongming shook his head somewhat guiltily: "You were shot with an arrow, and your father is worried about you, so no one is going to chase after her."

Zou Linhe's face darkened, and he made a move to get up. He would never let the person who harmed his mother get away with it.

"Brother Zou, don't worry, the wicked will be punished by the wicked." Renbao said, then looked at Zou Yongming, "Uncle Zou, please don't take any more concubines in the future, then your family will be at peace."

"I understand." Zou Yongming blushed.

Zou Linhe listened to Renbao's words and continued to lie there, still anxious in his heart, remembering his mother and also afraid that Aunt Xu would escape.

In the city, the carriage that had left the Zou residence stopped in a secluded and dark alley.

"Why have you stopped?" The maid poked her head out and questioned the coachman with displeasure, then fell silent.

Aunt Xu's heart skipped a beat, and she tentatively called out, "Juxiang?"

No one responded.

The next moment, the seemingly honest coachman entered the carriage, grinning maliciously at Aunt Xu.

"Madam, hand over your money, and I'll spare you." The coachman pulled out a gleaming dagger and said menacingly, "Otherwise, I'll kill you. Your life or your money, it's your choice."

Aunt Xu stared in disbelief: "I'm your mistress! I've already given you a thousand taels and paid off your son's gambling debts. You promised to send me to Jiangnan, how can you go back on your word?"

The coachman seemed to have heard a great joke, and his face showed a sneer: "Aunt Xu, you are a concubine, and your mistress is the wife, but what did you do? You tried to kill her and take her place."

You and I are both equally wicked.

Aunt Xu's breath caught in her throat, barely suppressing the urge to slap him: "Where's Juxiang?"

"He's dead." The coachman toyed with the dagger in his hand. "Have you thought it through?"

Aunt Xu's eyes flickered, and she reached out to pull down the clothes covering her face. Her tone softened, and she tentatively reached out to touch him: "I choose to spend the rest of my life with you. You can enjoy the Duke's woman; you won't be at a loss."

The coachman stared at her exposed skin and swallowed hard.

Aunt Xu was beautiful and charming, and she was also shameless. She was the kind of vixen that the first wife described.

The driver was just an ordinary, rough man, and he couldn't resist her advances at all.

He slowly lowered the dagger and lunged at her.

Aunt Xu feigned agreement, then reached for the dagger and swiftly stabbed it into his chest.

"You bitch, how dare you lie to me!"

The intense pain instantly soaked the driver's back with sweat. He raised his hand and grabbed her neck, his eyes filled with malice.

Aunt Xu was out of breath and forcefully pushed the dagger in with her grip.

Both of them wanted to kill the other.

The driver was the first to stop breathing, and slowly released his breath.

Aunt Xu's throat was bruised and purple from being choked. She gasped for breath and touched the silver notes in her pocket.

She climbed out of the carriage, where Juxiang's body lay on the ground. Her gaze froze, and she turned her head away.

She needed to find another carriage; she had to leave the capital today.

Otherwise, if the government officials came to chase her and the city gates were closed, she wouldn't be able to escape at all.

Just then, a shadow enveloped her, and Aunt Xu froze. She slowly raised her head and met Su Xuance's cold eyes.

"My lord, please help me! My coachman has suddenly taken a wicked interest in me and is trying to do something improper to me." Aunt Xu looked at Su Xuance with pitiful eyes and reached out to pull at his robe.

Su Xuance took a step back and said coldly, "Take him down!"