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The next day.

Renbao slept until the sun was high in the sky.

The Empress has woken up. She has painkillers given to her by Renbao and feels fine all over, except for a slight pain in her abdomen.

Holding her hard-won child in her arms, she couldn't help but shed tears.

"Your Highness, please don't cry, it will hurt your eyes," said Granny Cui softly. "You and the prince are blessed to have the protection of the Little Celestial Master."

The Empress nodded: "Yes, thanks to the little Taoist priest and Granny Cui, who took my jade pendant back to the manor and told my father about this."

The kindness of the young celestial master is immeasurable, but it is imperative that my maternal clan know of it and remember her virtues.

Granny Cui nodded and quietly left the palace.

Renbao woke up when the sun was high in the sky, because he was hungry.

She touched her empty belly and instinctively exclaimed, "Baby's tummy is thundering!"

"Little Celestial Master, breakfast is ready. This servant will help you wash up." Upon hearing this, the palace maid immediately went to the bedside and coaxed her softly.

Renbao nodded: "Okay!"

The emperor had already eaten, but upon hearing that Renbao was having a meal, he immediately came to eat with her.

Renbao's cheeks puffed out as he ate with great satisfaction, his eyes crinkling with happiness.

"Eat slowly," the emperor said with a smile as he poured her milk.

Renbao gulped down the milk and looked at him, saying, "Uncle Emperor, Aunt Empress was harmed and her pregnancy was threatened."

The emperor's expression instantly turned cold: "Who?"

boom!

Hibiscus Palace.

Consort Rong's face turned ashen as she smashed a set of porcelain, her long fingernails almost digging into her flesh.

"Mother and child are safe. They were only seven months pregnant and they still survived." Consort Rong's face was contorted with rage as she stared incredulously at the kneeling palace maid.

The palace maid nodded, her body trembling: "Your Majesty, yes, it is said that the Little Celestial Master entered the palace and cut open the Empress's belly to remove the child."

"To cut open the belly and remove the child, and the Empress still survives, she's really lucky." A sharp glint appeared in Consort Rong's eyes. "Go, have Shadow keep an eye on things, find the right opportunity to strike, you must take the Empress's life, or at the very least, kill that little brat."

The palace maid's lips trembled slightly: "Yes."

"Whose life do you want?" The emperor's majestic voice echoed through the Hibiscus Palace.

Consort Rong's expression changed drastically. She immediately looked at herself in the bronze mirror, flashed her most charming smile, and rose to greet him: "Your Majesty, you've arrived?"

She deliberately pulled her clothes down a little, trying to lean against the emperor, but when she saw Renbao standing next to him, she froze.

Consort Rong was born with exquisite beauty, with an oval face, fox-like eyes, and a swaying figure.

Her aunt was beautiful, but her soul emanated a dark color, indicating that she was wicked and had taken many lives.

Renbao pointed at her and said in a clear voice, "Uncle Emperor, it was she who caused Aunt Empress to have a miscarriage, which led to my little brother being born prematurely."

Consort Rong's face drained of all color instantly. She collapsed to her knees, biting her lip as she protested, "Your Majesty, I'm innocent! I didn't go anywhere today, how could I have harmed my sister?"

"Little Celestial Master, you and I are strangers, and I have never offended you, so why are you framing me?"

Consort Rong looked at Renbao again, her eyes filled with tears, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

Renbao reached out and brought his palm to her face.

Consort Rong was puzzled.

Renbao withdrew his hand: "I figured it out. You sent a tall, dark-skinned uncle to the Empress's palace. He stood on the eaves and hit the aunt's leg with a stone."

Auntie lost her balance and miscarried; the cause of this tragedy lies with you.

Her voice was sweet and gentle, but to Consort Rong, it was like a heavy hammer blow that shattered her.

How did Compal know that? Could they really have calculated it?

Consort Rong's expression shifted unpredictably as she grabbed the emperor's sleeve and cried, "Your Majesty, I'm innocent! I didn't do it!"

The little Taoist priest is only three years old; how can her words be taken seriously?

"Then how can you prove it wasn't you?" The emperor stared at her, his tone icy cold. "Harming the Empress and the royal offspring—these two crimes alone are enough to cost you ten heads!"

Consort Rong entered the palace after she came of age. She never loved the emperor, but there were always new women around him.

She wanted the position of empress, but her family background was not good enough, and she was born with a charming appearance, so she was often said by ministers to be a bad woman who would bring disaster to the country and the people.

But the emperor protected her, and at that time, she felt like the happiest woman in the world.

Until the Empress entered the palace, she was younger and of higher status than her.

She suffered from uterine coldness and had difficulty conceiving. When she finally got pregnant, she lost the pregnancy due to palace intrigue.

The Empress is pregnant, and she is driven almost mad with jealousy.

Why is even Heaven on the Empress's side?

Consort Rong curled her lips in self-deprecation, her tone tinged with sorrow: "Does Your Majesty still remember that you promised to protect me for the rest of your life?"

The emperor remained indifferent and silent.

Consort Rong broke down in tears, her eyes bloodshot as she stared at him: "Say something!"

The emperor slowly uttered two words: "Madman."

"You're the one who drove her mad!" Consort Rong laughed, her body trembling, tears streaming down her face. "I'm the one who harmed the Empress, so what? Not only her, but in recent years, the women in the inner palace have had no offspring, all because I sent people to cause them to miscarry."

You are the culprit, not me!

The emperor frowned, utterly bewildered as to why that once vibrant and beautiful young woman had become so wicked.

He pursed his lips: "Guards, take Consort Rong to the Cold Palace."

"Kill me! Kill me!" Consort Rong shouted as she struggled and was restrained by the guards.

She was dragged away.

A faint, pleasant fragrance permeated the air inside the Hibiscus Palace.

Renbao sensed Consort Rong's despair and intense sorrow.

Seeing her stunned expression, the emperor quickly asked, "Little Celestial Master, were you frightened?"

He regretted bringing Compal Electronics with him.

She is still young.

"Uncle Emperor, Renbao thinks she's wicked, but also pitiful. You're also at fault." Renbao looked at him and said, "Why do you have so many wives? They're all trapped in the palace. What's the difference between them and birds in a cage?"

The emperor's guards and eunuchs all gasped in shock.

The young Taoist priestess dared to speak her mind.

The emperor was stumped by the question, and he sighed slowly.

In fact, being an emperor also has many constraints. He needs to consolidate his position and marry the daughters of his ministers, who in turn want to ensure the prosperity of their families by sending their daughters into the palace.

Once they enter the palace, they are forced to climb the ranks, as imperial favor represents their worth.

No one ever felt they had missed out, and no one ever asked the women if they were willing. They all thought it was perfectly normal.

"Little Celestial Master, you are still young," the Emperor said softly. "It has always been so."

Renbao shook his head: "Just because it's always been this way doesn't mean it's right."

The emperor changed the subject: "Would you like to go see your aunt, the Empress?"

Renbao waved his hand: "No, I want to go home!"

On the way back to the Su residence, Renbao rested his chin on his hand, looking very serious, and he maintained this expression until he got home.

Startled, Tao Xiang quickly called Su Xuance to come and take a look.

"Renbao?" Su Xuance picked Renbao up and gently pinched her chubby cheeks. "What are you thinking about?"

Renbao blurted out, "I'm thinking about whether or not to kill my Uncle Emperor. Renbao wants to be the boss of the human world!"

Su Xuance's pupils constricted sharply: "You want to be emperor?"