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From the Empress's bedchamber came cries of pain.

"Your Majesty, has the Little Celestial Master arrived yet?"

The empress, lying on the couch, had no color in her face, and the waves of pain coming from her stomach made her anxious and uneasy.

The emperor gently patted her hand reassuringly: "We're almost there."

"Your Majesty," the Empress cried, tears welling up in her eyes.

She felt uncertain until she saw Renbao.

The emperor looked towards the door; he was anxious, but he didn't show it.

Several imperial physicians knelt beside him.

The empress was only seven months pregnant when she began to experience severe abdominal cramps in the evening. At this stage of pregnancy, they dared not administer any medication, fearing it might harm the fetus.

But if the baby were born, they feared it would result in the deaths of both mother and child, a thought they dared not voice, their hearts filled with anxiety.

If the Empress gets into trouble, the Emperor will be furious, and they won't escape unscathed either.

Physician Liang was still frantically flipping through medical books at the Imperial Hospital.

Little Celestial Master, come quick!

Everyone in the Empress's palace, including the imperial physicians, was extremely anxious and kept looking towards the door.

Hou House.

Su Chengxiao wrote on the paper: "Master, what does the birth of a dragon child mean? The Empress is only seven months pregnant."

The old man in the black robe had a gloomy face and his eyes were deep in thought.

Even if a baby is born at seven months, it won't survive.

Unless, things change.

He immediately performed a divination.

Su Chengxiao saw the old man in black robes walk to the window and stare blankly in the northeast direction, which puzzled him.

A piece of paper suddenly appeared beside the old man in the black robe, and he looked at it.

"Master, what's wrong? Is there a ghost outside?"

Su Chengxiao looked horrified.

The old man in the black robe was furious.

He deeply felt that his eyesight was poor. He had found a terrible teammate.

"Where were you then?" the old man in the black robe asked.

Su Chengxiao followed his gaze, looking somewhat unnatural: "North Alley, my younger brother lives there."

The old man in the black robe asked, "What about Su Renbao?"

Su Chengxiao's eyes widened, and he quickly wrote down: "She is his daughter, so she must be at the Su residence."

The old man in the black robe moved his lips and slowly uttered two words: "Fool."

He was certain.

That variable was Compal.

How can we prevent this variable from occurring?

The old man in black robes paced back and forth, then looked at Su Chengxiao: "How much silver do you have left?"

Su Chengxiao's expression stiffened: "How much does the master want?"

The old man in black robes said, "I need you to find a few highly skilled assassins and immediately go and compete with Renbao."

Su Chengxiao paused slightly, but did not put pen to paper.

"What?" The old man in black robes frowned, his tone tinged with displeasure. "You're unwilling? To tell you the truth, according to the original divination, the Empress and the child in her womb are destined to die together."

Su Renbao is a highly skilled physician; if she enters the palace, she might be able to save their lives.

Then, your good niece will gain the emperor's favor again, forever keeping you under his thumb, never to rise again.

Su Chengxiao's hand trembled slightly as he quickly wrote down a single word: "Okay."

He strode away.

The old man in the black robe stared at his back, a sinister glint in his eyes, and he wavered.

"Master, you wanted to see me?" Su Tang had been punished by kneeling in the Jingxin Hall for an hour. She respectfully approached the old man in black robes.

The old man in the black robe scrutinized the three-year-old child before him. She was ruthless enough, and intelligent and cunning enough. Given time, she would surely achieve great things.

There's only one thing: whenever she faces Renbao, she gets so enraged that she loses her mind.

"I asked your uncle to find someone to kill Su Renbao, but he doesn't seem to be resolute. You keep an eye on him and, if necessary, cast a spell on him to control him," the old man in black robes said in a deep voice.

Su Tang's eyelids twitched, and she wrote down without hesitation: "Yes".

As he was about to leave.

The old man in the black robe spoke again.

"Su Renbao has become your obsession. Don't always compare yourself to her. Compare yourself to yourself. One day, you will be able to share the spotlight with her. At that time, even if you lose, you will lose with dignity."

Moreover, there's one thing you're better at than her.

Su Tang turned around, her eyes fixed on him.

"Ruthless enough." The old man in black robes smiled with satisfaction. "Go on, anything is possible if you're ruthless enough."

Kill Renbao, or don't kill Renbao.

Su Chengxiao sat in the room, looking somewhat blank, his eyes filled with conflict.

He hated Su Xuance, and he also came to hate Renbao.

But they sent men to kill her.

He was her uncle.

Actually, Renbao didn't do anything wrong; she was just too outstanding.

He was too jealous of Su Xuance and tried too hard to get rid of him.

"Brother, I will study hard to become an official in the court. You should just be yourself. Everyone has their strengths, so there's no need to compare yourself to me."

Su Chengxiao leaned back on the stool. These words were spoken to him by Su Xuance when he was twelve years old.

At the time, he thought it was mockery.

Now it suddenly occurred to me, perhaps Su Xuance was telling the truth?

But he made a mistake from the very beginning, and there's no going back.

Su Chengxiao sighed deeply, got up and took a few steps, making up his mind.

He wouldn't hire someone to kill Renbao, but he also wouldn't tip him off or stop him.

Everything is predestined.

Su Chengxiao was completely unaware that there were eyes watching him from the shadows, and a small black insect crawled along the silk thread into his sleeve.

Sometimes, the path you choose isn't one you can simply stop on.

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Renbao sat in the carriage, eating malt candy.

Granny Cui had been on tenterhooks the whole way, but as they approached the palace, her expression relaxed slightly.

"Little Celestial Master." Only now did Granny Cui notice that Renbao had only brought a small bamboo basket and nothing else. She was a little anxious. "Did you forget your medicine chest?"

"Is that all?"

Renbao patted the bamboo basket: "It's here."

Just as Granny Cui was about to speak, the carriage suddenly shook, and she almost fell off.

Whoosh!

Three arrows flew directly towards the carriage.

Granny Cui was horrified: "There's an assassin!"

"Wear this talisman and you won't get hurt." Renbao took out a talisman from his pocket, handed it to Granny Cui, and then lifted the curtain to peek outside.

Granny Cui was so frightened her heart nearly jumped out of her chest: "Little Celestial Master!"

Renbao had already jumped off the carriage.

A dozen assassins surrounded Renbao.

Renbao blinked her big eyes at them, tilting her head: "Are you here to kill me?"

Assassins: !

Renbao looks too delicate and cute, so he doesn't seem very harmful, but his words are extremely insulting.

They made eye contact.

Renbao beckoned with her finger and said sweetly, "Let's go together."

"Help! Quickly save the little celestial master!" Eunuch Liu shouted, his heart nearly stopping.

The assassins swarmed forward, each move deadly, but each strike was blocked.

They couldn't see Renbao's movements at all.

Liu Gonggong's eyes widened. He could only see a small figure moving like lightning, darting back and forth among the assassins.

Not only him, but also the guards and the secret agents protecting Renbao didn't have time to make a move.

The ghosts near the palace sensed the power of the Little Yama and knelt down, bowing their heads. Soon, however, they sensed something was wrong again.

It looks like Little Yama is beating someone up!

They need to go and see.

Hey! Who's so blind as to mess with the Little Celestial Master? Don't they have a death wish?!

"Go, Little Yama!"

"Little Yama, get them!"

A group of ghosts floated to the side, waving their arms and legs, cheering Renbao on.