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

Treat my eyes!

The Duke of Zhenguo was so excited that he suddenly stood up. He was quite strong and almost overturned the table.

"Can it really be cured?" His voice trembled.

Wen Guichen remained calm and composed, as if he hadn't heard anything.

"Let's go, big brother." Renbao took the initiative to hold Wen Guichen's hand.

Two resentful gazes fell upon her.

Su Shuying was a little jealous.

Wen Shu always felt that Ren Bao was much more enthusiastic towards his older brother than towards him.

"Renbao, hold my other hand." Wen Shu squeezed forward, stretched out his hand, and looked at her expectantly.

Renbao shook his head: "No way! Three people would be too crowded."

Wen Shu looked disappointed and couldn't help but ask, "Why do you like my brother so much?"

Without hesitation, Renbao blurted out, "He's good-looking."

Wen Shu: I feel slandered!

Wen Guichen's lips curled up almost imperceptibly.

Liu Feng caught that smile on his face and couldn't contain his excitement: "It's been so long since I've seen the young master smile!"

For the first time in several years, Wen Guichen's house was bustling with people.

Renbao rested her chin on her hand, looked into his eyes, and sighed like a little adult.

The Duke of Zhenguo and Wen Shuxin were both on edge, but dared not ask.

"Big brother, besides your eye problem, you also have a heart problem," Ren Baoteng said, "Lower your head."

Wen Guichen did as instructed, bending down.

Renbao placed her chubby little hand on his chest: "It's beating! Big brother, Granny Meng said that when a person is alive, their heart beats, and when a person dies, their heart stops beating. We should cherish the time when our heart is still beating!"

Wen Guichen's heart had been dead for too long; his world was dark, and all his ambitions came to an abrupt end after he contracted an eye disease.

Renbao's childlike words were like a bright spot breaking into the endless darkness.

Wen Guichen smiled faintly: "Okay."

The Duke of Zhenguo, a burly man, listened from the side and wept, burying his head in Wen Shu's shoulder.

Wen Shu's small shoulders bore a weight he shouldn't have had to carry. He pushed them away, saying, "Dad, don't you have any idea how much you weigh?"

Renbao took out silver needles, his hand steady, and aimed them at the acupoints around Wen Guichen's eyes, inserting them one by one.

Wen Guichen instantly felt a chill brush against his eyes.

"Sister, can you call my disciple over?" Renbao asked Su Shuying.

Su Shuying nodded: "I'll invite you in right away."

The Duke of Zhenguo and Wen Shu were somewhat shocked.

Did Renbao have apprentices?

Dr. Duan had seen several patients in a row. As he got older, his back couldn't take it anymore, so he rubbed his back and prepared to rest for a while.

"Doctor Duan, my son Renbao is looking for you at the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion." Su Shuying entered Yuande Hall.

"Master is looking for me!" Doctor Duan immediately straightened up, his back pain and leg fatigue gone, and immediately got into the carriage with Su Shuying.

Renbao was eating a candied hawthorn with his left hand and a mung bean cake with his right.

Zheng was feeding her sweet soup in front of her.

When Madam Zheng went out to seek medical treatment, she heard that the little miracle doctor was in the mansion as soon as she returned. Before she could catch her breath, she rushed to Wen Guichen's room.

Renbao is so sweet and gentle; she's the daughter she's always dreamed of.

Zheng was gentle by nature, and when she was with Renbao, she became even more tender.

"Master, your disciple has arrived." Doctor Duan appeared before everyone, looking quite energetic.

The entire Zhenguo Duke's mansion stared in disbelief as the highly respected Doctor Duan from the capital bowed and addressed a three-year-old infant as "Master."

"My disciple, come quickly." Renbao looked up from the sweets and waved to Doctor Duan.

Doctor Duan stepped forward with a respectful attitude.

The Duke of Zhenguo almost forgot to breathe.

It's true that when you live long enough, you can see everything.

Renbao said, "Today I will teach you how to treat eye diseases. Remember these acupoints and lie down. From now on, you will come to your older brother's place to give him acupuncture. After half a month of this, he will be cured!"

"Master, can I learn?" Doctor Duan asked cautiously.

To restore sight to the blind—what superb medical skills that are!

Renbao patted his little chest: "Of course! You're my apprentice."

Dr. Duan was moved to tears; he was truly blessed!

Renbao was actually a little confused as to why he was so happy to be asked to do something.

She felt a little guilty.

But Little Yama remembered Black Impermanence's words: as a king, she only needed to control the overall direction and did not need to do everything herself.

Train capable people to do things for her.

"I'll give you half of the consultation fee," Renbao whispered in Dr. Duan's ear.

Doctor Duan hurriedly waved his hand, how could he accept his master's money!

Renbao yawned and reached out for Su Shuying to hug him: "Sister, Renbao is tired."

"Uncle Wen, Aunt Wen, farewell." Su Shuying picked up Renbao, stood up and nodded.

The carriage drove off, leaving the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion.

Su Shuying looked at Renbao, who was dozing off. Renbao had used up too much energy today, so she couldn't help but pinch her chubby cheeks with heartache: "Renbao, did saving people affect you?"

Renbao mumbled with his eyes half-open and half-closed, "Yes."

Su Shuying's heart skipped a beat: "Then we won't help save people anymore. I just want you to be well."

Grow up happily and carefree.

Renbao snuggled against her, his voice soft and sweet: "Doing good deeds is a good thing! Heaven will remember how amazing Renbao is, and then I'll become the most powerful little Yama!"

Su Shuying paused for a moment, then smiled wryly. Even though she was almost drowsy, she still remembered that she was Little Yama.

"My little Yama sister, sleep well." Su Shuying gently patted her.

To lull someone to sleep.

The carriage passed by the Marquis's residence.

Renbao, who was fast asleep, suddenly woke up. She sat up, and with sleepy eyes, lifted the curtain and peeked out.

A strong aura of malevolence enveloped the area above the Marquis's residence.

She smelled a strange, monstrous aura.

"What's wrong, Renbao?" Su Shuying asked hurriedly.

Renbao was too sleepy. She raised her chubby little hand and tried to open her eyelids wide. When she looked closely, the evil aura had disappeared.

Huh? Maybe she saw it wrong.

Renbao closed his eyes and fell asleep instantly again.

Su Shuying was both amused and exasperated. Her gaze swept over the Marquis's residence, and her eyes turned cold.

"Master, is this enough?" Su Chengxiao stared intently as the old man in black robes intertwined the two pieces of paper with the characters for "eight" written on them and burned them together.

The old man in black robes glanced at him and hummed in agreement: "With the birth chart burned, there's no evidence left. Even the most powerful Taoist priest can't break the spell."

Su Chengxiao clenched his fists tightly. That's great!

The old man in black robes was a shaman he had hired from the witch clan at great expense.

Success or failure hinges on this move!

"Xiao'er, I'm still a little uneasy. Renbao is a very strange girl. Anyone who offends her will suffer the consequences. Will what we're doing backfire?"

"I'm worried," said Madam Su.

Su Chengxiao said coldly, "Mother, no matter how lucky Renbao is, if we switch her fate with Tangtang's, our Marquis's Mansion will definitely have good fortune."

Even the second wife doesn't care about you anymore, yet you're still being soft-hearted.

Madam Su hurriedly waved her hand, saying that she was old and her brothers were becoming estranged, and she couldn't control them anymore.

Su Tang hid in the shadows, her bright eyes revealing a hint of longing.

If her fate were changed, would she have Renbao's abilities?

She was really looking forward to it.

The old man in the black robe glanced in her direction.

Su Tang was so frightened that she hid.

The old man in black clicked his tongue and questioned Su Chengxiao: "Young Master Su, why didn't you tell me that the young lady in your household who is to have her fate changed is an unlucky person?"