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"Wan'er, what happened?"

The matriarch of the Ning family, Madam Ning, stared at Ning Wan'er with a livid face.

The elders behind her had different expressions. They were discussing important matters in the main hall when they heard that Ning Wan'er was causing trouble again, so they came to see what was going on.

If Ning Wan'er is the eldest, and Ning is Yu Shi second... It's all in chaos! Everything's in complete disarray!

Ning Wan'er, feeling cold sweat under everyone's gaze, said, "Mother, perhaps there's some misunderstanding."

As the second daughter of the Ning family, and having the same appearance as her elder sister, the clan originally wanted to carve a flower on her face to distinguish her.

It was her grandmother who saved her and raised her.

As the next head of the Ning family, Ning Weiyu received the utmost resources and careful cultivation from everyone in the clan. She was proficient in everything from music, chess, calligraphy, and painting to housekeeping and management.

As for Ning Wan'er, she spent her days idly, learning nothing.

"Misunderstanding? Madam, look at what the Second Miss has done! She's brought in a little Taoist priest decked out in gold for no reason. What else could this be but intentional?" Cuihong stepped forward and said sharply, then pointed at Renbao, "How does she look like a Taoist priest?"

Swish—all eyes fell on Renbao.

He was indeed a little golden dumpling; he didn't look like a young Taoist priest from a Taoist temple looking for a living at all.

Renbao wasn't uncomfortable at all being stared at by everyone; after all, she was the Little Yama, worshipped by a hundred ghosts.

"I am indeed not a Taoist priest," Renbao said crisply.

Cuihong was overjoyed: "Madam, you see, she has admitted it."

Renbao peeked out from behind Su Shuying, revealing his round little head, and shouted, "I'm the Little King of Hell! I'm much more powerful than the little Taoist priest. Sister Wan'er was born first, she's the older sister!"

The courtyard was completely silent.

Ning Weiyu remained calm.

Ning Wan'er was restless and spoke with difficulty, "Young Taoist priest, are you sure you haven't made a mistake?"

For more than a decade, all she heard was that her sister was a prodigy, while she was just an ordinary girl.

She looked up to Ning Weiyu with admiration, but felt no jealousy.

She never even considered replacing him.

Renbao was a little angry; the way they looked at her seemed to say she was a little liar.

Renbao buried her face in Su Shuying's body, but still angry, she glared at Ning Wan'er with a fierce look in her eyes: "Even you don't believe me, I'm not talking to you anymore."

"Little Taoist priest." Ning Wan'er was at a loss and wanted to coax Renbao.

"Alright," Ning said.

Ning Wan'er immediately froze.

Ning glanced at Renbao, then her gaze fell on Ning Wan'er, her tone cold: "I don't care what your intentions are, keep them to yourself. A woman of the sand can only be a jade. In three days, you will marry into the Wang family and become someone else's wife. Don't cause any trouble, and the Ning family will be your support, understand?"

Ning Wan'er clenched her hands tightly inside her sleeves, forcing back her grievances and tears: "Wan'er understands."

Ning nodded, glanced at Renbao and Su Shuying, and turned around: "You may all leave."

"Madam," Cuihong continued, "this young Taoist priest must have swindled the Second Miss out of her money! We can't let this go!"

The Little King of Hell got even angrier: "I'm not a little liar!"

"Cuihong, she's just a child, don't be so petty," Ning Weiyu said gently, taking a tael of silver and handing it to Renbao. "It's alright, take the money and go home."

The elders of the Ning family were very satisfied.

This is the heir of the Ning family! The future Sand Maiden!

Broad-minded and possessing a broad perspective!

Su Shuying narrowed her eyes. Just as she was about to speak, Renbao was faster. His chubby little hand slapped Ning Ruyu's hand away.

Ning Ruyu hissed, looked down, and saw that the back of her hand was red and swollen.

Cuihong immediately stepped in to protect him, pointing her finger at Renbao's nose and yelling, "You...!"

A bright light ripped through the sky, shooting straight at Cuihong!

Disrespecting the King of Hell will anger the Heavenly Emperor.

The pain of the electric shock swept through her entire body, leaving Cuihong numb and terrified into silence.

The Ning family members felt the ground tremble slightly, their eyes filled with fear.

run!

Where can they run off to?

"Madam, the Duke of Zhenguo has come to our residence." The steward hurried into the Jingyuan Garden, and upon seeing everyone's pale faces, his voice abruptly stopped.

Ning calmed herself down: "Is everything alright outside?"

"It's nothing." The butler was completely bewildered. When he saw Cuihong, who was covered in charred black sores, his eyebrows shot up in shock. "How... how did she get struck by lightning?"

Bang!

Cuihong collapsed to the ground and fainted.

"Madam Ning, I have come uninvited and apologize for disturbing you." The Duke of Zhenguo heard the commotion at Jingyuan and followed.

Sensing something was wrong, he locked his gaze on Renbao and saw that she looked angry. He immediately strode over to her.

"Little Celestial Master," he said respectfully, his tone turning serious as he looked around, "who bullied you?"

The Ning family members, who hadn't yet come to their senses, widened their eyes in surprise.

Little Celestial Master!

Ning Shi and Ning Weiyu's expressions changed drastically, and they wanted to speak up to make amends.

Su Shuying popped a piece of candy into Renbao's mouth and looked at the Duke of Zhenguo: "Uncle Wen, my Renbao accepted the fortune-telling fee from Miss Ning and came to exorcise evil spirits. He accidentally revealed the Ning family's secret and was scolded by a maid for being a little liar."

The Duke of Zhenguo looked at Ning Shi with a mocking expression, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world: "Renbao is the Little Celestial Master personally appointed by His Majesty, a little ancestor whom even the Abbot of Qingshan Temple, Daoxuan, dotes on. Your Ning family is questioning her?"

The air froze.

The Ning family elder's expression changed drastically.

No wonder! Cuihong would be struck by lightning before she even uttered the words!

Little Celestial Master, he is a Little Celestial Master!

Given time, he will become the national advisor!

"Little Celestial Master, it was my fault for not being hospitable enough and for not supervising the servants properly. Please don't hold it against us mere mortals."

Ning stepped forward to admit her mistake.

Su Shuying held Renbao in her arms and smiled slightly: "Madam Ning doesn't even know how to distinguish between elders and juniors, let alone manage a household. My Renbao doesn't like dealing with people who lack tact. Farewell."

Renbao leaned on Su Shuying's shoulder, ate some candy, and left the Ning residence humming a little tune in a great mood.

Ning's hands clenched tightly, her gaze darting back and forth between Ning Weiyu and Ning Wan'er: "Go to the ancestral hall!"

……

The Duke of Zhenguo's mansion was filled with delicious food.

Wen Shu made a special effort to find out Ren Bao's preferences and ordered the chefs in the mansion to use all their culinary skills to win over Ren Bao's stomach!

Renbao was surrounded by all kinds of meat. Her eyes lit up. She started by gnawing on a chicken leg, and with one bite she let out a loud groan.

So tender! So fragrant!

"I never imagined the Ning family would have such a chaotic situation with their eldest and second sons." After hearing the Ning family's secrets, the Duke of Zhenguo couldn't help but glance at the chubby little dumpling with its bulging cheeks. "There are no secrets in front of the Little Celestial Master."

Renbao looked up at him, grinning happily: "Yes, I'm very capable! I even caught the lecherous guy who was bothering Sister Wan'er!"

The Duke of Zhenguo perked up: "Little Celestial Master, ghosts really do exist in this world."

Renbao nodded: "Yes, if there are yang people, then there are yin people."

The Duke of Zhenguo secretly rubbed his hands together, somewhat expectantly: "I have a request, I wonder if the young celestial master can grant it."

Wen Shu, who was standing by his side, breathed a sigh of relief. His father was finally going to get down to business.

Renbao took a sip of lotus seed soup and said, "Say 'lie down'."

The Duke of Zhenguo coughed lightly: "Could you please broaden my horizons and let me see this lecherous fellow? I'm so old, I've never seen anything like him before."

Wen Shu: Is that right?