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The atmosphere in the Marquis's residence was somber.

Madam Su was overjoyed, thinking that Su Tang would be granted the title of princess and that their Marquis's mansion would regain its former glory.

Unexpectedly, not only was Su Tang not granted a title, but even the Empress Dowager, their new patron, was suspected by the emperor.

The campaign got off to a bad start.

The old man in the black robe remained silent for a long time.

Su Chengxiao nervously swallowed and said cautiously, "Master, we have good news."

The old man in black robes coldly raised his eyelids, scoffed, and asked with great skepticism, "Good news?"

Su Chengxiao nudged Su Tang.

Su Tang immediately stepped forward and handed the wooden stick to Di Fu with both hands: "Master, this wooden stick is from the little celestial master of the Kou Kingdom. He asked me to give this to you."

Su Chengxiao briefly recounted what he had heard at the palace banquet.

The old man in the black robe held the talisman.

A new path opens up before you do.

"Understood. From now on, you must all avoid Renbao. With her around, it will be very difficult for you to succeed," the old man in black robes coldly instructed.

"Yes." Su Chengxiao nodded.

Su Tang moved her lips and asked softly, "Master, didn't you perform a ritual to change my and Renbao's fates? Why is it that I can't beat her whenever we meet?"

The old man in black robes couldn't find the reason either. He glared at her, somewhat annoyed and angry, and blamed her, "Isn't it because you couldn't suppress her destiny!"

Su Tang, fearful and shrinking back, timidly said, "It's Tangtang's fault."

She clenched her fist, her hatred for Ren Bao growing stronger.

At the city gate.

"Wei Pifu, have you studied it?"

"Wen the brute, have you learned it?"

When Wei Huaihao met with the Duke of Zhenguo, he greeted him first, but then felt that the other party was being presumptuous, so he snorted and turned his head away.

Until the city gates of the capital gradually became miniature versions of the city.

Sitting in the carriage, Wei Huaihao lifted the curtain and asked him, "Are you confident?"

"That's a question for you to answer." The Duke of Zhenguo rode his horse, holding the reins, his gaze resolute. "When the enemy invades, as a military general, I must do my utmost to defend the border, even if it means my death."

Wei Huaihao remained silent for a long time. After entering the court as an official, he had never left the capital. His main battlefield was the imperial court.

"It would be good to experience the feeling of fighting on the battlefield before I die."

Just as the Duke of Zhenguo was about to ride his horse forward, he heard Wei Huaihao's hearty laughter.

The Duke of Zhenguo smiled as well: "You are the strategist appointed by Emperor Renbao, and I will definitely protect you."

"Renbao, it's time to get up." Pei Yuru walked into the room and gently patted Renbao's back.

Renbao mumbled, "Mommy, I've sent Grandpa Wei to the border. I don't have to go to school today, so let me sleep a little longer."

Pei Yuru was both amused and exasperated, and teased, "So you really didn't want to go to class, which is why you sent Grand Tutor Wei to the border?"

"No," Renbao poked her head out.

Su Shuying entered the room and saw them staring at each other. She smiled and said, "Mother, I'll take Renbao to Mingxuan Hall today."

Pei Yuru's eyes lit up: "Okay."

Fifteen minutes later, the two sisters boarded the carriage.

As they passed by Degui Inn, Renbao poked his head out and said, "Sister, Renbao wants to see that unlucky sister."

"Okay." Su Shuying agreed.

Under Dr. Duan's daily acupuncture and medication treatment, Old Qin's health gradually improved, his complexion became rosy, and he was able to eat again.

Qin Zhenzhen was overjoyed and planned to go home in a few days.

"Miss, the little Taoist Master has arrived." Xia He looked out the window and immediately opened the door.

Qin Zhenzhen quickly went out to greet him. Upon seeing Renbao, she said gratefully, "Little Celestial Master, my grandfather's health has greatly improved, all thanks to you."

Renbao smelled the bad luck emanating from her and frowned slightly: "Someone has been using your luck."

Qin Zhenzhen was a little confused. Just as she was about to ask for more details, she saw Renbao step over the threshold and enter the house, so she followed him.

Renbao climbed onto the chair and looked at Old Qin on the couch. He looked kind and approachable, with bright and piercing eyes.

"You must be Renbao, the young celestial master who saved me. Thank you." Old Qin looked at her with a smile.

"You're almost recovered!" After taking his pulse, Renbao reached out his chubby little hand to grab the token from his waist: "Then consider this your reward."

Old Master Qin's token was made of gold and felt heavy in her hand; she liked it very much.

Qin Zhenzhen watched from the side, wanting to say something but holding back.

That token can be used to open the Qin family's money exchange.

"Renbao." Su Shuying realized the token was not simple, and she spoke up, "Return it."

Old Master Qin laughed and said, "It's alright. I can never repay the little celestial master's life-saving grace."

When the young celestial master travels to Jiangnan one day, he can use the token to retrieve whatever he desires from all the Qin family's shops.

There are two tokens. The other one is in Qin Zhenzhen's hands. He is getting old and it's time for him to completely step down.

Renbao unceremoniously pocketed the token: "Okay!"

"Little Celestial Master, what do you mean by me having my luck sucked away?" Qin Zhenzhen couldn't help but ask.

Upon hearing this, Old Qin immediately looked at her with concern.

Renbao composed himself, placed his hand on her forehead, and closed his eyes: "Let me see."

Xia He had clearly witnessed Qin Zhenzhen's recent misfortunes. Now, upon learning from Renbao that Qin Zhenzhen's luck had been borrowed, Xia He felt both angry and anxious.

Xia He held her breath, not daring to disturb Renbao, and looked at Renbao with eyes full of awe.

He truly deserves to be called a little celestial master; despite his young age, he possesses great abilities.

"What an unlucky girl." Renbao saw a transparent thread connecting Su Tang and Qin Zhenzhen. She exclaimed in surprise, "Why is there a thread following her?"

Renbao pinched it with her chubby little hand and snapped it off.

Qin Zhenzhen tried to pinch it, but it didn't break.

"Little Celestial Master, who's the unlucky guy?" Xia He asked.

Renbao said, "The unlucky one is Tangtang!"

Tangtang… Qin Zhenzhen had heard of it once from Renbao.

"Tangtang, sit next to your uncle."

Su Chengxiao then took Su Tang to the gambling den.

The gamblers inside were terrified at the sight of the two, and for a moment no one dared to sit down in front of them.

That three-year-old girl was incredibly lucky; she could never win against anyone at the same table.

Su Chengxiao raised an eyebrow arrogantly: "What, are you all scared?"

The surroundings were completely silent.

"How could I dare sit at the same table as the God of Gamblers and the Lady of Fortune? I'm too scared."

"That's right. In the past few days, Master Su has won at least tens of thousands of taels of gold. He shouldn't squander any more of our money."

The gamblers waved their hands.

Su Chengxiao was smug; he loved seeing everyone hate him so much yet unable to do anything about it.

"Wow, how impressive." The Third Prince swaggered in, sat down opposite Su Chengxiao, crossed his legs, and stared at him.

Su Chengxiao's face immediately turned ugly, and he said in a gruff voice, "Third Prince, shall we have a game of betting?"

The Third Prince raised an eyebrow and pulled a stack of silver notes from his pocket: "Here."

"Me too!"

A child's voice drifted into the gambling den.

Everyone's eyes immediately turned to look at them.

Renbao, dressed entirely in gold, was followed by Qin Zhenzhen and Xia He.

She walked with great momentum, striding confidently and proudly to the side of the Third Prince, poking him with her chubby little hand: "You go lie down, I'll bet with him."