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"Can I become emperor?"

Renbao blinked her big eyes and asked with a very serious expression.

Su Xuance's heart skipped a beat when he saw her expression.

Oops.

Renbao is truly moved.

But it's not impossible for his daughter to do anything she wants.

"Okay." Su Xuance took a deep breath, and a rebellious idea popped into his mind.

Let him plan carefully.

Renbao's eyes lit up: "Father, I want to ask Granny Meng if it's possible to be both the Little King of Hell and the Emperor of the Mortal World."

Su Xuance was both amused and exasperated, and gently rubbed her head: "Alright, tell Daddy when you've thought it through."

Northern Xinjiang.

Pei Yuru stood on the city wall, her skin much tanned, her eyes more determined, a large sword at her waist, her gaze fixed intently ahead.

"General Pei!" A soldier ran up to her, his expression and tone extremely anxious. "There's a severe drought in the northern frontier, water is cut off everywhere, and the Tibetan troops are eyeing us covetously. I'm afraid they'll launch an attack in the next few days."

Pei Yuru paused slightly, her gaze falling on his dry, chapped face: "What did General Qin say?"

"General Qin led his men to search for water sources everywhere, but they haven't returned yet," the soldier said.

Pei Yuru asked, "What is your name?"

The soldier hesitated for a moment, then blurted out, "Zhu Bingzhu."

"You continue to keep an eye on the movements of the Tibetan camp, I'm going to find water," Pei Yuru said solemnly.

If they cannot find a water source, the Dayong soldiers will die of thirst even without the Tibetan troops attacking.

Zhu Bingzhu replied earnestly, "Yes."

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Hell.

"Grandma Meng, can I become the emperor of the mortal world?" Renbao actually went back to the underworld to ask Grandma Meng.

The ghost messengers were stunned by what they heard.

Black Impermanence was the first to react, excitedly saying, "Of course I can see! You're the Little King of Hell!"

Meng Po glanced at him.

Black Impermanence immediately composed himself and gave a guilty smile.

"The emperors of the mortal world are all people with great fortune; simply put, they have the destiny of an emperor." Meng Po fed Renbao candy and said softly, "Little Yama is a woman of great fortune, much more powerful than the emperors of the mortal world."

Upon hearing this, Renbao immediately puffed out her little chest and sighed softly.

Black Impermanence anxiously approached: "Little Yama, what's wrong? Did you get bullied by the Emperor of the mortal realm?"

The more he talked, the angrier he got.

He planned to enter the emperor's dream and teach him a lesson.

Bai Wuchang saw through his thoughts at a glance and coughed.

Meng Po is staring at him.

"No." Renbao shook her little head. "I just feel that the older sisters in the mortal world aren't free."

Meng Po was somewhat surprised that Renbao would say such a thing, and a hint of relief welled up in her eyes: "The little Yama has grown up."

"Grandma Meng, can Renbao change the rules of the mortal world?" Renbao asked.

The Black and White Impermanence stared at each other.

They also realized that their little Yama was becoming more and more opinionated.

Meng Po nodded: "Of course, but you alone, Little Yama, are not enough."

Renbao blinked, took her hand, and said softly and coquettishly, "Grandma Meng, please teach me."

"There are millions of women in the world. If some of them stand up and let other women see that there are women who can live this way, they can unite and shake the status of men," Meng Po said earnestly.

Renbao seemed to understand, but not quite. Chewing on her candy, she suddenly had a brilliant idea: "I know! Grandpa Wei said that studying makes people smarter. If all the older sisters in the mortal world go to school, they'll become smarter and be able to beat their brothers!"

Black Impermanence hesitated, as if he wanted to speak but then stopped.

Is that how you understand it?

Granny Meng nodded: "That's true, reading enlightens the mind."

Renbao immediately jumped off the throne of hell: "Then I'll go back to the mortal world first!"

Before the ghost messengers could react, Renbao had already disappeared into the underworld.

Black Impermanence reluctantly withdrew his gaze and looked at Meng Po: "Was what Granny Meng just saying serious, or was she just fooling Little Yama?"

Meng Po glanced at him and snorted coldly, "What, you look down on women?"

Black Impermanence hurriedly waved his hands: "No, no, I wouldn't dare."

"The balance of Yin and Yang is the way of the world. In the underworld, regardless of gender, only merit is considered."

In the mortal world, men hold power, and women depend on men, revolving their entire lives around one man. This is not called balance, but imbalance.

When Meng Po said these words, her expression was somewhat complicated.

Black Impermanence blurted out, "But it's been like this for over a thousand years."

Meng Po asked, "Is it correct if everything is like this?"

Black Impermanence was stumped by the question.

This was something he had never considered. He scratched his head: "Little Yama can do anything she wants. Maybe the turning point lies with her."

Meng Po smiled faintly, a glint of light flashing in her eyes.

indeed.

Renbao is a treasure of the underworld, and also of the living world.

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Renbao accompanied Su Xuance to court.

"Should we bring some food?" Su Xuance asked, lifting Renbao into the carriage. He sensed something was wrong with Renbao.

She used to dislike going to court with him and preferred to sleep at home.

For the first time ever, she stood in front of his bedside before he woke up, looking at him expectantly, saying she wanted to go to the palace.

"No, Renbao isn't hungry." Renbao grinned, no longer resting her little head on his shoulder to sleep, looking excited.

Something's really wrong!

Su Xuance probed, "Is Renbao going to do something big today?"

Renbao gave an innocent look and blinked, "No."

"So, who are you going to deal with?" Su Xuance asked again.

He already knew that Consort Rong had been banished to the Cold Palace.

Renbao: "No."

Su Xuance's heart skipped a beat, and he continued, "So, Renbao wants to confront the Emperor today? You want to be Emperor?"

"No!" Renbao covered Su Xuance's mouth with her chubby little hand, looking very serious. "Daddy, are you crazy? You'll get your head chopped off for saying things like that!"

Meng Po has already told her.

In the mortal realm, one cannot say that she wants to be the emperor.

Su Xuance: ………

His Renbao didn't say that yesterday.

Since that wasn't the case, he was relieved.

The Imperial Palace, the Golden Throne Hall.

The civil and military officials looked solemn. The empress had given birth to a prince, but he was only seven months old.

The poisonous act was committed by Consort Rong.

Her father, Imperial Censor Rong, was filled with panic, his heart pounding with anxiety.

As Renbao and Su Xuance entered the hall, everyone's attention was focused on Renbao.

The unbelievable story of a woman being delivered via cesarean section and still alive actually happened.

It was done by a three-year-old child.

The emperor has not yet arrived.

The Duke of Zhenguo, beaming, squeezed next to Su Xuance, his tone softening slightly: "Renbao, how did you learn to perform a cesarean section?"

The fact that such a burly man spoke in that tone gave everyone goosebumps.

"It's in my head, it will come naturally." Renbao pointed to his little head with a sincere expression.

The Duke of Zhenguo gave her a thumbs up: "Renbao is truly a genius."

Renbao proudly raised his chin: "I also think I'm a genius."

The Duke of Zhenguo laughed heartily. He liked Renbao, this little guy, who wasn't coy at all.

Renbao noticed two very strong gazes fixed on her.

A feeling of guilt and unease.

A voice filled with resentment and anger.