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"I'm not..."

The old man in black robes, who was lying on the ground, raised one hand, then let it fall limply back down.

Terrified and at a loss, Su Tang cried out and begged the surrounding people, "Uncles and elders, please save my master!"

She looked very pitiful.

But none of the onlookers dared to move. Even the most foolish person could tell who was good and who was bad at this moment.

The old man in black robes was just jealous of the young Taoist priest, and he got struck by lightning instead!

"Renbao, you know medicine, please save my master." Su Tang ran up to Renbao and looked at her expectantly.

"Back off!" Renbao said defensively in a childish voice, "Your bad luck is getting worse, stay away from me!"

Su Tang burst into tears, yelling, "You're a heartless, bad child!"

Boom!

The lightning and thunder that had just left circled back and exploded above her head.

Su Tang's crying stopped abruptly, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes, threatening to fall.

Su Chengxiao hid nearby and secretly observed. Seeing that things were not going well, he quickly ordered his servant to bring the old man in black robes and Su Tang back.

He had given so much to the old man in the black robe; he couldn't allow him to die like this!

The common people witnessed the servant taking the man away. In less than a quarter of an hour, the story of the wicked old Taoist priest summoning lightning to strike the young Taoist priest, only to be struck by lightning himself, spread throughout the streets and alleys.

The powerful figures in the capital sent people to investigate and discovered that it was Su Chengxiao who took away the old man in black robes. They immediately informed Su Xuance of the news.

Compal also gained widespread fame once again.

A little baby who can withstand thunder is a chosen little celestial master!

After returning to the Wei residence, Wei Jingxing and Gu Zhaoyan were both so shocked by what they had heard that day that they questioned their very existence.

"Brother, do you really believe in ghosts and gods?" Wei Zhaoyan whispered in Wei Jingxing's ear.

Nonsense! Wei Jingxing wanted to say that, but he couldn't bring himself to say it: "Perhaps there is some truth to it."

Wei Zhaoyan's tiger-like eyes gleamed with surprise and excitement: "That Renbao must be a little fairy!"

Wei Jingxing nodded in deep agreement.

Suddenly, both of them froze, feeling a chill run down their spines.

Wei Zhaoyan trembled, "Brother, could it be a ghost?"

He turned around, feeling both timid and curious.

mother!

Wei Huaihao, with a serious expression and holding a ruler, was more terrifying than a ghost in his eyes!

"I told you to take good care of Renbao, but what did you do? You just watched the lightning strike her without trying to protect her!" Wei Huaihao almost fainted when he heard the news. Knowing that his two sons were back, he specially brought a ruler to discipline them.

Wei Zhaoyan ran and cried, "Grandfather, Renbao won't die from being struck by lightning, but I will die if I'm struck by lightning!"

Wei Jingxing stood obediently and extended his hand: "Grandfather, your grandson knows his mistake."

The two brothers' attitudes were completely different.

Today, Wei Zhaoyan's cries were particularly mournful.

"Compao!"

As soon as Renbao entered the door, he was embraced by Pei Yuru, who was in a hurry to leave the mansion. Pei Yuru was pale and looked Renbao up and down.

"Mother, why are you crying?" Renbao reached out to wipe Pei Yuru's tears, his voice a little urgent.

"Compao!"

"Compao!"

Two more hurried voices came from Su Xuance and Su Shuying, one returning from Mingxuan Hall and the other from Dali Temple.

The three of them surrounded Renbao, carefully examining her from head to toe. Only when they saw that she was indeed unharmed did they relax.

Pei Yuru choked up, "Renbao, please don't set up a stall anymore, okay? And please don't treat patients anymore. Your mother is so afraid of losing Renbao."

The tree catches the wind.

Renbao was able to observe yin and yang and had superb medical skills. While he was respected and admired, he was also secretly envied.

She would rather her Renbao be an ordinary child. She and Su Xuance only wanted to cherish Renbao and protect him, and did not want him to suffer the slightest harm.

Su Xuance and Su Shuying understood Pei Yuru's meaning and agreed wholeheartedly, but they remained silent, leaving everything to Renbao's own discretion.

"Why?" Renbao was pure of heart. She could see through the evil spirits and the good and evil in people's hearts, but she could not understand the deeper meaning in Pei Yuru's words. Her eyes were full of confusion.

Pei Yuru didn't know how to explain, so she looked to Su Xuance for help.

"Renbao," Su Xuance said gently, "Are you happy with your fortune-telling and healing?"

Renbao nodded, her voice beaming, "I'm so happy! Grandma said I'm here to do so many good things!"

Su Xuance smiled and said, "Alright, then Renbao can go ahead and do it."

Renbao blinked and reached for Su Shuying's hand: "Sister, I can recite the Three Character Classic now! I'll write it for you, and you can take me to the Treasure Pavilion again tomorrow, okay?"

"How did Renbao know about the Treasure Pavilion?" Su Shuying led her to the study.

Renbao covered her mouth and giggled, "This is a secret between me and Brother Wei!"

"Husband, I'm so scared." Pei Yuru looked at her two daughters' backs, feeling both happy and worried.

Su Xuance walked to her side and put his arm around her shoulder: "Renbao was born a genius. She is destined for greatness. All we can do is protect her with all our might."

A dark glint flashed in his eyes. He already knew that the old man in black robes who went to confront Ren Bao and fight her was Su Chengxiao's man.

His elder brother is truly a master of disguise.

Then don't blame him for being ruthless.

His wife and daughters were his life.

Inside the palace.

The third prince personally brought a soup made with thousand-year-old ginseng and knelt on one knee in front of Yang Guifei's bed.

The unruly boy outside was now completely obedient: "Mother, have some ginseng soup."

Lying on the bed was a woman of extremely charming appearance. She was none other than Yang Guifei, whom the court officials had said was so beautiful that she was almost like a demon and had bewitched the emperor.

"Mother." The Third Prince called out again when she didn't respond.

"Get away! Go away!" Consort Yang slowly turned her head and stared at him. Suddenly she flew into a rage, her expression frantic as she slapped his hand. The ginseng soup spilled onto the ground, and a few drops of hot soup splashed onto the back of the Third Prince's hand.

The third prince lowered his head, looking somewhat dejected.

The atmosphere was quiet.

A pair of hands cupped his face, and Yang Guifei regained her composure, looking at him with self-reproach: "It is your mother who has wronged you, I will drink... I will drink."

She frantically reached out to touch the ground that had been soaked with ginseng water.

The third prince pressed down on her wrist, forcing a smile: "Mother, it's spilled, it's spilled, we can just stew it again."

Yang Guifei paused for a moment, then smiled, though it looked bitter: "Alright."

He went back to the small kitchen and personally cooked the soup.

"The Third Prince is so pitiful. I don't know when the Empress's hysteria will get better. She's normal one minute and crazy the next. Anyone would go crazy."

"Shh, don't say that! If the Third Prince hears us, we're doomed!"

The third prince heard this and leaned weakly against the wall. His mother's illness was also a source of heartache for him.

He was lost in thought, unaware that a small paper figure emitting black energy had appeared on the ground and was climbing up his leg and into his clothes.

"Oh dear!"

In the Su family residence in the north alley, the whole family sat together enjoying their dinner.

Renbao suddenly exclaimed, and Su Xuance and the others all looked at her.

"What's wrong, Renbao?" Pei Yuru asked with a smile as she added meat to her bowl.

Renbao: "Brother is in danger! He's being targeted by the little paper doll!"

Su Shuying paused: "Which brother?"

Renbao gestured: "A very well-dressed older brother, he loves gold just like Renbao!"

The Third Prince?

Su Shuying and Su Xuance exchanged glances, both thinking of him at the same time, and were about to ask him in detail.

The steward led Ning Wan'er's maid, Lanxiang, inside. As soon as they entered the room, Lanxiang knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her face, and said to Renbao, "Please, young Taoist priest, save my second young lady."