The little dumpling felt a pang of heartache when it saw the little nobody crying.

She knew what the nobody was sad about.

Every word Consort Xin uttered was like a sharp sword piercing his heart.

Even though he had died and become a ghost, he was still hurt beyond repair by his own mother.

With tears welling up in her eyes, the little girl angrily retorted to Consort Xin.

“Your little brother is your baby. He is not a useless thing, much less a ghost.”

When the little girl heard what the little dumpling said, she suddenly looked up at her, her empty eyes seeming to say, "Really?"

Consort Xin grabbed the little dumpling; she was now completely out of control.

"What do you know? He's a piece of trash. If he survives, I'll have leverage!"

"But he was such a disappointment, he died after only five months! He was a complete waste."

The little dumpling looked at Consort Xin and said firmly:

"Your little brother wasn't useless; you killed him with the drugs!"

Zhen Chang'an walked up to Consort Xin with a package in his hand and showed it to her.

"This is your child! We found him in the ditch that flows out of the palace."

Upon seeing that lump, Consort Xin seemed to have suffered a tremendous shock, and she waved her hand to knock it away.

Consort Xin covered her head, her whole body trembling, and said:

"I don't want that kind of child!"

The little transparent creature let out a sharp cry, sounding tragic and desolate.

He climbed toward Consort Xin's neck, seemingly seeking warmth, but fell down because of her movement.

The little dumpling quickly reached out and cradled him.

The tiny, invisible creature nestled in the little ball of dough's hands, whimpering in pain.

The little girl asked, "Sister, what did I do wrong? Why does Mother hate me so much?"

The little dumpling said to the little transparent one, "Little brother, you're not wrong. This woman doesn't deserve to be your mother."

Su Ruiling looked at Consort Xin with utter disgust, and said coldly and disdainfully:

"You are not fit to be a mother."

Su Ruiling had never been pregnant, so she naturally longed to have a child.

If she had the means, she would have given the child all her love, instead of harming innocent children like Consort Xin.

"Haha." Consort Xin laughed loudly, completely losing her mind.

She grabbed the little dumpling and dragged her toward the lake.

"Since you say my child is innocent and that I am not worthy to be a mother, then you can go to the underworld to keep him company."

Consort Xin grabbed the little dumpling and was about to throw her into the lake.

Upon seeing this scene, everyone in the royal family and the entire Mu family felt their hearts leap into their throats.

A group of people rushed over.

In the blink of an eye, the little dumpling that was supposed to be thrown into the lake was standing perfectly fine.

As for Consort Xin...

The little dumpling threw him to the ground with a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw.

The little dumpling, hands on hips, huffed and puffed, scolding Consort Xin on the ground like a little adult:

"You wicked woman, not only do you not reflect on your mistakes, but you even want to harm people."

"So I'll reward you with an over-the-shoulder throw."

Mu Tingzheng was so frightened that his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly shielded his daughter in his arms.

Su Ruiling said angrily:

"Guards, drag Consort Xin away, lock her in the secluded chamber, and order her to commit suicide."

Consort Xin, who was thrown to the ground and foaming at the mouth, was dragged away by the guards.

After dealing with Consort Xin, Su Ruiling asked the Emperor, "Your Majesty, what should be done with the Earl of Shen'an's family and Imperial Physician Zhang?"

Without hesitation, the emperor said, "I entrust the matter entirely to the empress."

Su Ruiling responded, her eyes filled with murderous intent as she looked at Sun Mingzhu and Imperial Physician Zhang.

She said with an air of authority, "The Shen'an Earl's family flattered and fawned upon me, intending to frame me. They should be stripped of their earldom, given fifty lashes, and then exiled to the frontier, five thousand miles away."

"Imperial Physician Zhang, you have deceived His Majesty and me. You shall be executed!"

"Your Majesty, spare my life! Your Majesty the Empress, spare my life!"

The Shen'an Marquis's family and Imperial Physician Zhang looked ashen-faced, and kept begging for mercy.

But he was ruthlessly dragged away by the guards.

Jiang Yuanyuan still couldn't understand why things had turned out this way, since she had been doing everything her mother said.

She hasn't married Brother Hong yet!

She hasn't become the mistress of the Marquis's mansion yet!

She hasn't ridden on the little dumpling yet!

Why? Why is this happening...?

After everything was settled, the emperor looked at Mu Jinnian, who was still dripping wet, and said:

"Young Master Mu, you should go and change your clothes."

"Furthermore, Young Master Mu is exceptionally brave and invincible, and is hereby granted the position of Commander of the Inner Army."

Mu Jinnian immediately knelt down to express his gratitude.

Alas! The person he had his eye on was snatched up by the emperor!

Zhen Chang'an wanted to cry but had no tears.

Although the little girl didn't know what the Inner Army Commander was, she knew that her brother had become an official.

She clapped her hands happily, showing her two little front teeth, and cheered:

"Great! My brother's become an official!"

"Congratulations, Commander Mu!" the ministers hurriedly offered their congratulations.

After the incident involving Consort Xin, the palace banquet could no longer continue.

Apart from the Mu family, the other civil and military officials had already left.

The little dumpling came to Su Ruiling with a piece of sweet milk pancake and handed it to her.

"Auntie, are you in a bad mood? Have a piece of sweet milk pancake."

After the matter of Consort Xin was resolved, Xiao Tuanzi noticed that Su Ruiling had been sullen.

Hearing the little dumpling's voice made Su Ruiling feel a little better.

She took the sweet milk pancake and took a bite.

"It's delicious. Your aunt will have someone pack some extra for you to take back with you."

The little boy sat down next to Su Ruiling, rested his head on her lap, and asked:

Is Auntie sad because of her little brother?

Su Ruiling was stunned, never expecting that the little dumpling could guess her thoughts.

She sighed, stroked the little boy's hair, and said:

"Sigh, my aunt didn't have her own baby. It's heartbreaking to think that he died before he was even born."

Upon hearing this, the little dumpling blinked its big eyes and asked Su Ruiling.

"Does your aunt want to have a baby?"

Su Ruiling: "Of course I want to."

But Su Ruiling knew very well that she would never have children in her life.

When she was twelve years old, she went to climb the old locust tree out of playfulness.

That old locust tree is a hundred years old, towering and lush.

During this time, she slipped and fell from the tree, her stomach hitting a sharp rock.

After several days and nights of treatment by the imperial physicians, she survived but lost her ability to have children.

Thinking about it, the sadness in Su Ruiling's eyes intensified.

The little dumpling looked at Su Ruiling's belly and said:

"Don't worry, Auntie, the little dumpling will help you get pregnant."

Su Ruiling was initially skeptical, but when she thought about how the little dumpling had cured the Prince of the South's eyes, hope suddenly rekindled in her heart.

"If that's really the case, then the little dumpling will be a great benefactor to his aunt."

The little dumpling hugged Su Ruiling's arm and said sweetly, "It's definitely possible."

**

When the Mu family returned home, it was already late at night.

The little dumpling was already asleep, nestled in Mu Ting's arms.

Mu Ting was carrying the sleeping baby into her room.

Gently place her on the bed and cover her with the blanket.

When the blanket was pulled up, the little dumpling smacked its lips a few times, looking like it was sleeping soundly.

Qiuqiu sighed helplessly, with Little Invisible also sleeping on his back.

He carried the little nobody all the way back.

Qiuqiu shrank back into his doghouse.

I originally wanted to discuss with my little owner how to deal with the little nobody, but she fell asleep first.

It seems that sending the nobody to the King of Hell will have to wait until tomorrow.

A person, a dog, and a ghost, incongruous yet harmonious, fell into a deep sleep in a room.