A grandmother and granddaughter swap souls, causing chaos throughout the entire court.

The puppet's body, which originally had the ordinary color of wood, now appeared to have mold spots, with many spots of varying shades visible to the naked eye.

The color and shape of those spots were exactly the same as the cane wounds and needle marks that had been transferred from Zhong Shichu's body!

"Click."

The puppet finally gave way and split completely in two, its surface covered with charred spots and fine holes, as if it had endured the torture of being torn to pieces.

Meanwhile, on the chaise lounge, a miracle is unfolding for Zhong Shichu.

The dark purple swelling on his back gradually subsided at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The sunken and damaged skin, like parched land receiving timely rain, gradually became plump and healed, eventually leaving only a very faint pink mark.

Those countless needle marks, old burns, and knife scars were as if erased by an invisible eraser, and smooth, tender new flesh grew back.

Zhong Tingyuan and his wife stared intently at the changes in their son's body, their eyes filled with a shock that words could not describe.

They weren't stupid; they could naturally tell that this time their mother hadn't lied to them or set any malicious traps.

She was truly expending all her energy, using those miraculous immortal techniques to heal Chu'er's injuries!

The most genuine feeling came from Zhong Shichu, who was lying on the tatami mat.

In the past, those piercing, bone-chilling sensations that seemed to be embedded in my bones, those burning, tearing pains, have all truly disappeared!

Instead, there is an unprecedented lightness and warmth.

The little boy's tense back completely relaxed, and a healthy blush gradually appeared on his pale face.

Fifteen minutes later.

The golden light on the silver needle completely dissipated.

Guoguo deftly pulled out all the silver needles and wiped the fine sweat from her forehead.

She secretly examined her own soul and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Having just saved his mother and unborn siblings that afternoon, the merit he had painstakingly gained was now mostly depleted, leaving his soul feeling weak and adrift.

However, just as the last scar on her third brother's body healed, a few faint golden rays of merit descended from the void and merged into her body.

Although this deal was unprofitable, it was better than nothing.

What's more, she was saving her own brother!

What does it matter if I lose a little merit!

Guoguo carefully put the silver needles and knife back into the medicine box, turned to look at Zhong Shichu who was still in a daze, and smiled with exceptional innocence.

"Okay, get down and walk around a bit, stretch your muscles and see if there's anything else that's bothering you."

Zhong Shichu felt as if he had just woken up from a dream.

He carefully sat up, supporting himself on the edge of the couch.

There was no pulling pain.

He tentatively moved his legs off the ground, placed his feet on the blue bricks, and slowly stood up straight.

My legs, which used to tremble if I stood for too long, were now full of strength.

He tried twisting his waist and waving his thin arms.

With this movement, the five-year-old child's long-suppressed nature finally broke free.

He temporarily forgot the caution he should have exercised in this cannibalistic mansion, and also forgot his fear of his grandmother.

He touched his smooth back with curiosity, then touched his thigh, which used to have a hideous knife scar, his eyes shining like two black grapes.

"Daddy! Mommy!" Zhong Shichu, barefoot, rushed to her parents like a joyful little firecracker, hugging Zhong Tingyuan's arm tightly. Her little face was flushed with excitement. "I really don't hurt anymore! It doesn't hurt anywhere! It's like I was never injured!"

This time, he did not lie to appease his parents.

Zhong Tingyuan looked down at his son's bright and energetic face, choking back tears and unable to utter a sound.

"Great...great...that's wonderful!"

Wen Jingxian could no longer suppress her emotions.

Struggling to push away Granny Wu's support, she dragged her weak body, bent her knees, and was about to kneel down straight in front of Guoguo, ready to kowtow and express her gratitude for this life-saving grace that felt like a second life.

"That won't do!"

Guoguo's eyelids twitched, and she was so frightened that her heart almost jumped out of her throat.

Making your own mother kneel and kowtow to you is a sin against heaven!

She's a cultivator, and this is what she fears most!

She quickly shouted to Granny Wu beside her, "Hurry and help her up! She's pregnant, I really don't have the strength to save her if something goes wrong!"

Granny Wu quickly grabbed Wen Jingxian's arm and pulled her up.

Guoguo knows.

Even though she had done so much today, her father and mother still regarded her as that vicious and wicked grandmother deep in their hearts.

She lowered her eyes, concealing the deep disappointment in them.

She stated firmly, "Don't be too happy yet. Although his injuries have healed, he has been severely depleted over the past few years. The treatment just now further depleted his vital energy and blood, leaving him with nothing but an empty shell."

She pointed at Zhong Shichu: "He needs to take good care of himself during this period and make up for his deficiencies as soon as possible."

Zhong Tingyuan took a deep breath, suppressing the surging emotions in his heart.

He looked at his mother, who seemed like a completely different person, and nodded solemnly.

"I understand, son. Thank you... Mother."

She suppressed the urge to rush forward and ask for a hug, and turned to look at Granny Zhou and Granny Wu standing to the side.

"Granny Zhou, Granny Wu."

The two old nannies quickly stepped forward, bowed their heads respectfully, and replied, "Your old servants are here."

"From now on, you two will take good care of the old man's family." Guoguo glanced around the room, her brows furrowing slightly. "There isn't even a maidservant in this house to serve tea and water. Tomorrow morning, go to the courtyard and pick a few clever, attentive, and respectable maidservants. Each of them should have at least two maidservants by their side."

"Also, from now on, Fourth Young Master doesn't need to work for the Third Branch anymore. He can just stay here and rest. If anyone dares to cause trouble, just kick them out."

Granny Zhou held the old lady in utmost reverence and dared not show the slightest dissatisfaction, so she quickly agreed.

"Don't worry, Madam. This old servant will take care of it first thing tomorrow morning. I will definitely choose the most obedient and well-behaved maid to serve Master and Madam."

Guoguo nodded in satisfaction.

She yawned quietly; she had just exhausted too much of her spiritual energy, and her aged body was already struggling to keep up.

"Alright, you've been working on this for so long, let's all take a break."

After saying that, Guoguo didn't linger any longer and turned around to go back to her room with small, quick steps.

Seeing his mother leave, Zhong Tingyuan let out a long sigh of relief, and his tense shoulders slumped.

"Chu'er, are you starving?"

Zhong Tingyuan looked at his son's gaunt body, his eyes filled with heartache.

He took off his outer garment and handed it to his son to cover himself.

"Wear these for now, and I'll have the nanny find you some clothes that fit tomorrow."

He pointed to the unfinished food and coaxed softly, "Go and eat something to fill your stomach. These are dishes that the maids served with serving chopsticks, so they're not dirty."

In the past, the eldest son's family could hardly even get a hot meal of spoiled food, so being able to eat such exquisite food was simply a luxury.

Zhong Shichu swallowed hard, about to nod obediently, when Zhou Mama, who was standing to the side, spoke up first with great shrewdness.