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Renbao had already swallowed the mung bean cake. She blinked her big eyes and said in a soft, sweet voice with a hint of understanding, "What kind of poison did you use?"

"Little Celestial Master! Spit it out!" Song Mo's face turned pale. He rushed over and grabbed Renbao, trying to spit it out of her throat.

Renbao slapped his hand away: "Renbao is fine, Renbao is immune to all poisons!"

"Really?" Song Mo asked with a worried expression.

"Of course!" Renbao puffed out her little chest and looked at Shu Shi in a crisp voice, "You want to poison your brother?"

As soon as he finished speaking, several sharp gazes swept towards the Shu family.

Mu Shizhong was not surprised.

A surge of anger welled up in Mu Panliu's heart. She gritted her teeth and said, "Father, Aunt Shu, you two are truly a perfect match! What a pair of viperous and venomous vipers!"

Just as she was about to pounce on Shu's face,

Shu's face suddenly turned deathly pale, her pupils bulged, and it looked as if something was wrapped around her neck.

Mu Panliu stopped abruptly, a glint of light flashing in her eyes.

"You poisonous woman!" Mu Wen couldn't hold back any longer and lunged at Shu Shi, grabbing her neck tightly with both hands.

Shu was enveloped in yin energy, and not only was she covered in cold sweat, but the pressure on her throat made it impossible for her to breathe.

Is Mu Wen really back to take my life?

"Husband, save me!" Madam Shu looked at Gao Yunze in fear and unease.

Gao Yunze was also frightened and looked uneasy. He swallowed nervously, not daring to look at Shu Shi, and kept backing away.

Old Cao floated to Mu Wen's side, repeatedly urging, "Calm down, don't kill anyone!"

"You can't calm down at all! She ruined my son!" Mu Wen roared hysterically, her already bloodshot eyes almost bleeding.

Renbao waved her chubby little hand, and her voice clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

hum!

"Mother! It really is you!" Mu Shizhong and his sister burst into tears, staring intently in the direction where Shu Shi was.

boom!

Gao Yunze collapsed to the ground.

Renbao asked softly, "Do you want to see her?"

The brother and sister both said in unison, "Yes!"

Gao Yunze: He doesn't want to!

Renbao conjured a willow branch out of thin air and swept it across their eyes.

The next instant, Mu Wen's figure appeared before their eyes.

Mu Panliu rushed over, wanting to hug her: "Mother!"

Mu Wen subconsciously let go of her hand.

Shu bent over, coughing violently, fear showing in her eyes, and retreated behind Gao Yunze.

Mu Panliu rushed to the empty space. She stood there blankly, looking at Mu Wen, who was so close but could no longer be touched, and tears streamed down her face.

Mu Wen wiped away her tears: "Mother's Liu'er, don't cry."

Mu Panliu felt a breeze brush against her face, and she choked up, saying, "Mother, Liu'er misses you so much."

Mu Shizhong stumbled forward, his eyes red-rimmed: "Mother!"

The three members of the family are all bitter gourds.

Song Mo sighed, his heart heavy.

He asked, "Little Celestial Master, what do you intend to do?"

"Brother Song is silly." Renbao said, taking another piece of mung bean cake and stuffing it into his mouth.

Song Mo snatched it away quickly, and seeing Renbao pouting as if he was about to get angry, he quickly coaxed, "There are many delicious things in Beijiang City. I'll take you to eat them tomorrow. Don't eat this poisonous mung bean cake, okay?"

Even knowing that Renbao was immune to all poisons, he still didn't want her to eat anything poisonous.

He then changed the subject: "I'm not as smart as you, can you teach your older brother?"

"Alright then." Renbao's round eyes darted around, and she added, "They're living people, so if they do something wrong, of course they should be punished using methods from the living world!"

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The county magistrate's office in Beijiang City.

"What did you say? Arrest Gao Yunze?" Magistrate Qian frowned upon hearing his advisor's words. He waved his hand, "Whoever sues him, you can handle it."

Gao Yunze had taken over the Mu family's business and had a close relationship with him. He was also a sensible person and had given him many nice things.

The clerk said with a bitter expression, "Sir, I'm afraid it won't work this time. The one who filed the complaint against him is Young Master Song from the military camp."

Magistrate Qian immediately sat up straight: "The son of Minister Song?"

The clerk nodded: "Yes."

Magistrate Qian stood up and paced back and forth: "Has anyone said what crime he committed?"

"Kill his wife and seize her wealth." The advisor's voice trailed off.

Magistrate Qian's expression changed: "To the prefectural government office!"

Chief of the government office.

Renbao held a plate of mung bean cakes, his cheeks bulging as he ate.

The constables watched from the sidelines, completely stunned.

They tried to stop him, but Song Mo held a sword and exuded an aura that made him seem unapproachable.

Gao Yunze and Shu Shi knelt on the ground, their heads bowed, their hearts filled with unease.

Mu Shizhong and his sister stood to the side, coldly watching the two.

"The magistrate has arrived!" came the announcement from the clerk.

A hint of anticipation flashed in Gao Yunze's eyes.

He pinned all his hopes on Magistrate Qian.

Magistrate Qian entered the main hall and saw Renbao sitting in his seat. He frowned and demanded sternly, "Where did this little brat come from, daring to sit in my seat? Get down at once!"

Renbao was eating heartily when he heard the sound, looked up, and his gaze fell on him.

His face was oily and shiny, his eyelids were heavy, only half of his eyeballs could be seen, and his nose was thick.

"You are a corrupt official." Renbao's voice was soft and sweet, yet it carried the straightforwardness unique to children.

Magistrate Qian's face flushed crimson, his fat cheeks jiggled, and he strode forward, pointing at Renbao, and shouted sternly, "Nonsense! Who gave you permission to slander me!"

Renbao lowered her head and took a big bite of pastry, her big, dark eyes fixed on him: "Renbao didn't slander you, it's written all over your face that you'll have little ghosts following you at night!"

The advisor and the others were terrified, and secretly raised their eyes to cast surprised glances at Renbao.

Who exactly is this adorable little baby? They really dare to say that.

"Guards! Drag her down from my post!" Magistrate Qian's eyes flashed with malice.

Song Mo drew his sword and stood protectively in front of Ren Bao: "Let's see who dares!"

Renbao tilted his head: "I can sit on the emperor's throne, so of course I can sit in your position. In terms of official rank, I'm higher than you!"

Her tone remained soft and innocent, but her words shocked the entire government office.

"You?" Magistrate Qian laughed. "You really are a three-year-old child. There's absolutely no credibility in what you say."

A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes, and he spoke coldly as he looked at the constable and shouted.

"Guards, seize Young Master Song and this little child together!"

So what if he is the son of Minister Song?

With the emperor far away, he could simply say that Song Mo died on the battlefield or was killed by Tibetan assassins, and then throw Song Mo's body at the entrance of the military camp.

Beijiang City is his territory.

Who can do anything to him?

And this little baby, though young, has a pair of sharp eyes, which makes him deeply wary.

The clerk gasped and advised, "Sir, please reconsider, after all..."

He was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"Think twice my ass!" Magistrate Qian's eyelids narrowed sharply. "Today, it's either her or me. Can't you see the situation, sir?"