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"Compao!"

Pei Yuru's heart clenched, and she looked around for her.

"Mother!" Renbao tore open the path through the underworld and landed directly in Pei Yuru's arms. She hugged her neck tightly, "Renbao missed you so much!"

Pei Yuru was still in a daze, her mind blank. She cupped Renbao's face in her hands, her eyes filled with worry: "Renbao, why are you here?"

Renbao said sweetly, "Come help Mommy!"

"Did your father send you?" Pei Yuru suppressed her anger, inwardly blaming Su Xuance.

The battlefield is not a fun place.

Achoo!

Su Xuance, far away in the capital, sneezed violently.

"Renbao told Uncle Emperor that he wanted to come." Renbao noticed that Pei Yuru was angry, so he rubbed his chubby cheeks against her neck and said coquettishly.

Zart frowned as he watched this scene, his tone displeased: "Bringing a baby to war."

"That's incredibly disrespectful."

"What can a little baby do on the battlefield?"

"Are you looking down on people?"

"That's too much!"

The Tibetan soldiers were furious.

Renbao covered his ears: "Mommy, they're chattering so loudly!"

As she spoke, she noticed that Pei Yuru's lips were dry and chapped, as were those of the soldiers behind her.

She touched Pei Yuru's lips tenderly.

"Renbao, you go back to the camp first. Your mother is here." Pei Yuru kissed her forehead and said softly.

"No!" Renbao shook her head and shouted to the sky, "Grandpa Rain, it's going to rain!"

Zart scoffed, "You think you can summon rain like that? Little kid, are you stupid?"

The voice just fell.

"Is it raining?"

The soldiers of Dayong felt the wetness on their faces, and happily looked up, opening their mouths wide to catch the rainwater.

The rain gradually turned into a drizzle, then grew heavier and heavier.

"It's raining, it's raining!"

The people of the entire northern frontier, like the soldiers, were overjoyed and looked up to catch the rain.

Zart's mind was buzzing. He looked up at the sky in disbelief, then at Renbao.

Just who is this little baby?

A single sentence can make God send rain.

Renbao looked at him and said with a grin, "Uncle Big Beard, you have to keep your word and retreat a hundred miles."

Zart froze, gripping his weapon tightly without saying a word.

"General, we must seize this opportunity to attack the city in one fell swoop. Once they have a water source, it will be much more difficult for us to attack."

The Tibetan deputy general offered his advice.

Zart struggled a bit.

Renbao then asked, "Uncle Big Beard, are you trying to renege on your promise?"

These words were like a resounding slap across his face.

"Retreat!" Zart shouted through gritted teeth.

The deputy general cried out anxiously, "General!"

Zart's eyes bulged: "I said retreat!"

The deputy general had no choice but to shut up.

Zha Te gripped the reins and turned around. The Tibetan soldiers followed him, somewhat bewildered, and harbored resentment in their hearts.

Pei Yuru stood still, staring at their departing figures until they were completely out of sight before finally speaking: "Let's go!"

"Renbao is truly our lucky star! His arrival brought rain, and even forced Zart to retreat!"

"Renbao, you should stay in the northern frontier a little longer."

The soldiers surrounded Renbao, beaming with joy.

They were all tall and strong, and most of them had very good looks. Renbao blushed and pursed his lips, his voice becoming softer.

"My brothers are amazing too!" Renbao said sweetly.

"Little Celestial Master!" Song Mo was overjoyed to hear that Renbao had arrived, carrying a bunch of candied hawthorns on his shoulder.

Renbao: "Brother Song!"

Her eyes were strikingly bright.

Candied hawthorn berries! She wants some!

"Song Mo, you bought so many candied hawthorns, are you going to share them with everyone?"

"I want one too!"

The soldiers all spoke up.

Song Mo paused, then waved his hand warily, "Go away, go away! The candied hawthorns are for the Little Celestial Master, don't even think about it!"

Did Compal eat all of that?

Isn't that too much?

The soldiers looked at each other in bewilderment.

Renbao coughed lightly and said cheerfully, "Let's all eat together!"

"Renbao, eat."

They waved their hands hurriedly.

Seeing that they really weren't eating, Renbao took a skewer in his left hand and a skewer in his right hand and ate them with great relish.

The soldiers told Renbao the story of the northern frontier, and before she knew it, a large pile of hawthorn pits appeared in front of her.

They actually managed to finish it.

They saw it all and were shocked.

"Have you heard? The city's been haunted lately."

There is a Great Yongbing Road.

"What the heck?" Renbao's eyes lit up, and he perked up, leaning his little head forward.

The soldiers of Dayong looked at her, then at Pei Yuru, and asked hesitantly, "General Pei..."

Should he say it?

Renbao is still young and can't handle being frightened.

Renbao proudly puffed out his little chest: "It's Renbao!"

Upon hearing this, Da Yongbing cast an admiring glance at Renbao, and continued confidently, "I heard that there is an old house in the city where ghosts cry every night, and the people in the city dare not pass by this house."

It's said that it's inhabited by all sorts of ghosts.

Everyone else looked terrified, but Renbao was excited, resting his chin on his hand: "So many ghosts! Renbao wants to go see!"

Song Mo was eager to join in: "Little Celestial Master, can you take me with you?"

He wanted to broaden his horizons!

Renbao nodded: "Sure!"

The soldiers of Da Yong looked at Pei Yuru, their eyes conveying two words: "Want to go."

Pei Yuru shook her head: "No, the Tibetan soldiers are still lurking in the shadows. We can't let our guard down. Zha Te's concession today is just him fulfilling his promise. He might come back again in the middle of the night."

Upon hearing this, the soldiers of Dayong all became solemn.

"Yes, General Pei."

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Beijing.

The emperor strolled around the imperial garden, intending to look at the flowers and relax, but the more he walked, the more anxious he became.

"Has the Little Celestial Master arrived in the Northern Frontier? Can they hold out until the Little Celestial Master arrives?"

The emperor looked at Eunuch Liu and asked.

Eunuch Liu bowed his head and said, "Your Majesty, with the Little Celestial Master protecting you, you can rest assured."

The emperor stared at the lake: "We can only place our hopes on the little celestial master. I'm wondering if I've given her too little."

If we can defeat the Tibetan army this time, I'm considering granting the Little Celestial Master a fiefdom and a residence.

Liu Gonggong was alarmed by Renbao's standing in the emperor's heart. He smiled and echoed, "Your Majesty, the Little Celestial Master is indeed worthy."

The emperor nodded and began to think about which piece of land to give to Renbao.

Behind the artificial hill.

Princess Chaoyang, dressed in magnificent attire, ranked sixth in the palace. She was born to Consort Chu and had just turned ten.

She took in the emperor's words, a deep sense of jealousy and resentment flashing in her eyes.

After the emperor left, she slowly appeared and kicked the pebbles at her feet.

"Renbao, a mere three-year-old toddler, how can Father Emperor love her so much? She's not even his biological daughter!"

Princess Chaoyang was displeased and shouted angrily.

The palace maid hurriedly said, "Princess, please be careful what you say. If His Majesty's people hear you, you will surely be punished."

"Why should I! Just because of Renbao? She just knows a little medicine and a bit of metaphysics, what's so great about that?" Princess Chaoyang sneered, slapping the palace maid across the face. "You think she's so amazing, don't you?"

The palace maid knelt down: "This servant dares not."

Princess Chaoyang gripped her sleeve, a calculating glint in her eyes: "Go and fetch Renbao's sister. Tell her I have something to discuss with her."

"Princess Chaoyang is looking for me?" Su Shuying was practicing calligraphy at her desk when she heard this and looked up.

Tao Zhi nodded: "That palace maid was indeed serving Princess Chaoyang."

"I'm not going." Su Shuying continued writing, "I declined directly, saying I'm too busy."

Tao Zhi asked with some concern, "Miss, won't this offend her?"

Su Shuying said, "I am not familiar with her. If she suddenly seeks me out, she must have no good intentions."

Renbao and his mother are not in the capital. It's best to be careful and say the right thing.

There's something she didn't say.

Su Xuance and Renbao's current positions in the court are enough to make her disobey a princess.

Tao Zhi: "Yes."

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Northern Xinjiang, in the city.

Renbao was carried on Song Mo's shoulder while they strolled around town.

"Brother Song, stop!" Renbao pointed to the naan bread stall. "Renbao wants some!"

Song Mo put Renbao down, couldn't help but glance at her stomach, and tentatively asked, "Renbao, can you still eat?"

Renbao patted her round belly and said in a strong voice, "Yes, you can!"

Song Mo immediately sat down: "Boss, two naan breads and two bowls of milk, please."

Renbao shook her little head and protested, "It's too little! Not enough to eat!"

The shopkeeper laughed and said, "Little kid, the naan bread is very big; you probably can't eat one."

Renbao was surprised, gesturing to the size of his hand and the jar: "Is it this big?"

"But it's not this big." The owner brought out two large naan breads, sprinkled with sesame seeds, and the aroma was irresistible.

Renbao grabbed it and said, "It's so hot!"

"Little one, don't be in such a hurry," the boss chuckled. "Eat from the edge."

Renbao nodded and ate it in small bites from the side. The naan bread wasn't very soft; it was quite chewy, and with the aroma of sesame, it was more and more addictive.

Song Mo hadn't even finished one naan bread.

"Brother Song, I want more, I want so much." Renbao held out his hand, spreading his five fingers.

"Five?" Song Mo asked in shock.

One naan bread is enough to fill him up.

Renbao is only three years old, and she has already eaten six candied hawthorns. An hour ago, she ate nearly twenty candied hawthorns.

Won't her stomach burst?

Renbao nodded: "Yes, I want to eat ten more."

Song Mo was silent for a moment: "Boss, bring ten more!"

The young master can eat whatever he wants, and if he can't finish it, he can pack it up and take it back to his brothers. It's not a waste.

The customers at the stall were all dumbfounded as Renbao finished off ten large naan breads.

This little one has an enormous appetite.

"I'm full!" Renbao patted her belly contentedly, her eyes crinkling with a smile. "Brother Song, let's go! Let's go see the ghost at the old house in Liuxiang!"

The guests on the side were stunned by her words!

A burly man couldn't help but say, "Little kid, that place is haunted. You're too young to go!"

Renbao said crisply, "That's precisely why Renbao is going—because it's haunted!"

The Zhuang-Chinese phrase is jumbled; is it that his ears are broken, or that she's gone mad?