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After the Third Prince finished speaking, he specifically looked at Su Xuance, hoping that he could say a word on his behalf.

Su Xuance lowered his head and drank his tea, pretending not to see.

"I like the gold on you." Renbao's eyes lit up as she stared at the various gold ornaments hanging on his body.

The third prince was stunned, and instinctively refused: "No."

Renbao immediately turned her head away from him, looking arrogant and as if there was nothing more to say.

"Oh dear, it's not that I'm unwilling, but a wandering Taoist priest said that my birth chart lacks the element of metal, and I need to be covered in gold. Renbao, how about we change it?" the Third Prince hurriedly explained.

"No," Renbao shook his head. "Your birth chart is purely Yin, and you have a life of great fortune. Wearing gold would be too much for you!" Renbao blinked and said slowly.

The Third Prince's mouth was slightly open, and he looked quite surprised. This was the first time he had heard such a statement. He looked at Renbao, who was also covered in gold ornaments, and seemed somewhat dazed.

He said, "Renbao is also covered in gold jewelry, can he really pull it off?"

Renbao's cheeks puffed out slightly, and he tilted his head forward: "I'm the Little King of Hell. All the gold in the world couldn't cover the eighteen levels of the underworld. The underworld is huge. How about I take you down there to have a look?"

Third Prince: "..."

No, no, no! He hasn't lived enough yet.

The third prince waved his hand and immediately took off all the gold jewelry he was wearing, piling it into a small mountain on the table: "I'm giving it all to you. Now you can look at me properly, right?"

Renbao looked at the little mountain of gold in front of him and gave him a happy look: "Great!"

All the gold is hers!

Su Xuance coughed lightly: "What brings the Third Prince, injured, to Renbao so early in the morning?"

Renbao rubbed his tummy: "Daddy, I'm hungry."

Fifteen minutes later, Renbao, round and full from eating, lay contentedly in his chair.

She really loves the delicious food in the human world...

Half an hour later, Renbao followed the Third Prince into the palace.

"This must be the Little Celestial Master. Your arrival truly brings honor to the entire Hibiscus Palace!"

Eunuch Li, who was by Yang Guifei's side, stepped forward, his voice high-pitched and soft.

"I don't understand." Renbao looked at Eunuch Li with curiosity in his eyes.

Eunuch Li froze, forgetting that the little celestial master was a three-year-old baby.

The third prince asked impatiently, "Where is my mother?"

Upon hearing this, Eunuch Li shifted his attention and sighed, "Third Prince, the Empress has gone hysterical again this morning. She's holding scissors and trying to slit her throat. The nannies and maids are practically tying her up. Please come in and take a look."

In a panic, the third prince picked up Renbao and rushed inside.

"Let me die, let me die!" Yang Guifei was restrained by several strong palace maids. She sat on the stool, her eyes bloodshot as she struggled, baring her teeth and claws as she tried to reach for the scissors that had been thrown far away.

The Third Prince put Renbao down, quickly knelt on the ground, and looked up at her, saying, "Mother!"

"Chen'er, you've come." When Consort Yang saw him, she gradually calmed down, her face softening.

Just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Consort Yang suddenly grabbed the Third Prince by the neck, her eyes flashing with malice: "Die! Die!"

"Your Majesty!"

"Third Prince!"

"Quickly, summon the imperial physician!"

The Hibiscus Palace was thrown into chaos, with people and horses falling to the ground.

No one noticed that Renbao dragged a stool to Yang Guifei's side, climbed on it, patted Yang Guifei's head with her chubby little hands, and shouted, "Stinkbug, come out!"

The busy palace servants stopped and all looked over.

Just as Renbao approached, Yang Guifei slowly released her grip, her gaze vacant.

"Little Celestial Master, come down quickly!" Eunuch Li was terrified. The stool was half a foot high. If Renbao fell and got hurt, how would he explain it to Minister Su? Even His Majesty would hold the entire Hibiscus Palace accountable.

"His Majesty has arrived!"

As the sound rang out, everyone in the Hibiscus Palace knelt down.

Renbao looked towards the entrance of the hall.

The emperor entered the palace and was somewhat surprised to see this scene: "Renbao, what are you doing?"

"Uncle Emperor, this aunt has bedbugs in her head, that's why she goes crazy. If you remove some of the bedbugs, she'll be fine!" Renbao put his chubby little hands down and put them behind his back.

Before entering the palace, my father specifically instructed me that if I were in front of my uncle, the emperor, I should ask him first before doing anything.

Everyone looked surprised. So, the Imperial Concubine's hysteria was caused by a worm in her brain?

They stared at Yang Guifei's head, feeling a chill run down their spines. If it were true, wouldn't they be doomed?

The emperor was very surprised: "There are worms inside its head?"

"Yes!" Renbao nodded. "Uncle Emperor, should we get rid of the bedbugs?"

"Yes!" the Third Prince said impatiently.

When the emperor saw his miserable state, his lips twitched, and his gaze shifted to Yang Guifei, his emotions a jumble.

Yang Guifei was the most beautiful woman in the imperial harem. Her appearance was so charming that she was almost bewitching. Her skin was as white as snow, and she was beautiful in every way. She was a rare beauty in the world.

The emperor adored her, even the empress had to be ranked behind her.

Unfortunately, Yang Guifei suddenly developed hysteria, always feeling that the people around her were harming her, and often became delirious, wantonly hitting people.

Over time, even the emperor stopped coming to her place.

The third prince appears unruly but is actually very filial. He is the only one who always treats Yang Guifei with gentleness and will try his best to find a doctor no matter how she tortures him.

Renbao tilted his head to look at the Third Prince: "But what you say doesn't count. I can only listen to what my Uncle Emperor says. He's the boss of the human world."

The third prince harbored resentment towards the emperor, feeling that he was too heartless towards his mother. He turned his head away.

In the ensuing silence, the emperor said, "Renbao, give it a try."

The Third Prince thought he wouldn't believe Renbao, so upon hearing this, he stiffly turned his head and awkwardly said, "Thank you, Father."

"You guys are so weird," Renbao muttered.

She noticed the Third Prince glancing at the Emperor out of the corner of his eye, and the Emperor's uncle also glancing at him from time to time.

They both care about each other.

As soon as the Third Prince stood up, Renbao nudged him.

My goodness! How can a three-year-old be so strong!

The third prince felt a powerful force strike him, and he staggered back several steps in fear before a pair of large hands caught him.

The third prince froze, neither daring nor wanting to turn around.

"Stand still." The emperor released his grip and strode forward to Yang Guifei's side.

The third prince didn't know what to do with his hands and feet. His mind was filled with thoughts of his close contact with his father, who then helped him up.

Renbao chuckled to himself; he was so naive.

She placed her chubby little hands back on Yang Guifei's head.

The entire Hibiscus Palace was watching Renbao intently, holding their breath in fear of disturbing the three-year-old baby.

"Come out!" Renbao slapped Yang Guifei's head repeatedly.

Little Yama didn't control his strength well.

Consort Yang was knocked unconscious, her body went limp and she fell to the side, where the emperor caught her.

The third prince was terrified and frightened: "Did you kill my mother?"

Renbao guiltily withdrew her hand. She forgot that Yang Guifei wasn't a ghost and couldn't withstand her force. Hearing the Third Prince's words, she immediately bristled again: "I wouldn't just slap a dead person! I only slap ghosts. Wait until you're dead, then I'll slap you!"

The Third Prince's eyes twitched as he listened; he was just glad his mother was alright.

"And the insect?" he asked.