"Master, I saw from a distance that the dead maid was standing behind the little princess. She tried to push the little princess, but she missed and fell down." The old woman recalled, "At that time, the little princess turned around and smiled at the maid. Alas, such an innocent girl, how could he have the heart to harm the little princess?"

The great uncle: "..."

"Master, master, the little princess fell off the swing." Another old woman came to report in a panic.

"No, the swing broke. It didn't hit the little princess, but it hit a guard next to her."

The great uncle: "..."

Is someone trying to harm Abao in his uncle's mansion?

The eldest uncle understood immediately and went to find A-bao with red eyes. A-bao was sitting on the steps eating melon seeds.

No harm at all.

Po waved at him and said, "Hi."

"Abao, let me take you back to the palace."

Po pouted and shook his head, "No, no, no."

[No, no, there is food, drinks and fun at the Grand Uncle’s house, I haven’t stayed long enough]

"Ancestor, please go back to the palace. I beg you."

His darling was right, there was no room for Abao in this prince's mansion.

Abao is here, and things keep getting worse and worse. No, people in the Grand Uncle's mansion are dying, getting injured, and weird things are happening one after another.

If Abao still stayed in the Prince's Mansion, he was really afraid that he would not be able to keep the Mansion.

"No, no, no." Po swore never to go back.

The eldest uncle cried, crying with sorrow and regret. He was so stupid that he thought of tricking A-bao into coming here.

"Master, there's a fire in the south room!"

"Master, there's a fire in the west yard too!"

"Master, our uncle's mansion is finished. There is no water to put out the fire."

The eldest uncle's eyebrows twitched and he collapsed on the ground, unable to sit up. "Tell me, where is the fire now?"

The housekeeper trembled, "Nowhere. We have already checked everything that should be checked. The only place left is the main hall."

The eldest uncle felt a dark sensation in front of his eyes and felt heartbroken.

In the end, their uncle's mansion was... not saved!

"Master..."

"Get out! Get out quickly! No matter what it is, I don't want to hear it!" The eldest uncle was angry and wailed.

The old butler was scolded and rushed out. He scratched his head and looked up to see a group of people entering the Grand Uncle's mansion.

The leader was none other than the Heavenly Saint Emperor.

"I, your humble servant, pay my respects to His Majesty. Long live the Emperor."

"What's wrong with the eldest uncle? He must have received the news that I was coming to the uncle's house a long time ago, so why didn't he come to pick me up?"

When the uncle saw the tyrant, he rubbed his eyes and thought for a moment that he was seeing things.

He knelt down hastily to pay his respects, glaring at the butler beside him fiercely, "The emperor is coming, why didn't you inform me, you old slave?"

"Master, I informed you, but you told me to get out and you said you didn't want to hear it..."

The eldest uncle's expression froze. He thought he was being notified of a fire, but who knew it was actually His Majesty who came.

"Uncle, this... where are you going to entertain me?" The great tyrant glanced around. How come the great uncle's mansion became so dilapidated after not seeing him for a few days?

"Your Majesty, the only room left is the main hall. Uh... there are so many people here, I'm afraid we can't entertain them well enough. Just squeeze in. We'll always be able to get a seat." The eldest uncle of the emperor was so worried.

The weather is still cold in the first month of the year.

In the main hall, all the civil and military officials of the Manchu dynasty sat on small benches in the yard, with their hands in their sleeves, shivering.

The big tyrant sat on a big bench. He missed Abao very much after not seeing him for a day. He was lucky that his daughter was not hurt.

"Your Majesty, all the water in the palace has been used to put out the fire. I'm sorry, you can't even have a cup of tea. Your Majesty and everyone, please make do with each other for now." The eldest uncle's voice was hoarse. He was anxious and angry, and this is what happened.

Upon hearing this, Abao silently put the few melon seeds in his hand into his small pocket.

No water.

The melon seeds are too salty and there is no water to drink.

The great tyrant looked at him speechlessly. How come the Prince's Mansion suddenly became so poor?

"Daddy... you're late."

[Hey, if Daddy comes earlier, I can treat him to a feast]

Tyrant: “…”

Just one step away!

I would be able to enjoy the feast prepared by my young lady. I regret so much that I didn’t walk faster today!

All the officials in the court pricked up their ears and tilted their heads to listen to what Abao was saying, but they heard nothing.

Huh.

It’s strange, why can’t I hear the little princess’s voice?

The great tyrant was observant and saw through the matter in a moment.

Oh, all the civil and military officials in the court can no longer hear the voice of the young lady.

This meant that he was now the only one who could hear the lady's inner voice, and he suddenly felt a sense of pride.

He and Abao are father and daughter.

The residence of the usually magnanimous prince's uncle did not even have tea, and all the civil and military officials were shivering in the cold wind.

The eldest uncle sent everyone out of the house with tears in his eyes.

Po lay on the Tyrant's shoulder, his eyes sparkling, "Uncle, the door is broken."

The eldest uncle couldn't help but twitch his mouth. Now he only had the main hall and the front door left. He swore that he would never dare to steal the little princess again.

It would be fine if he just stole the little princess and robbed his house.

"Uncle, this is for you." Po took out a shiny gold object from his pocket.

The eldest uncle was dazzled by the golden light in front of his eyes, what a shiny gold nugget.

It's unlikely that Po, a money-grubber, would be willing to give him a gold nugget. But this gold nugget looks like complicated characters?

[These are the characters on the wall of my golden basin, blessed by my spiritual energy]

"Laying the foundation..." Po tried hard to articulate the three words.

[Grandpa, you must bury it in the foundation of the new mansion. This is my return gift for borrowing your mansion as a temple.]

The great tyrant silently glanced at the gold coins in the hands of the great uncle-in-law and rolled his eyes inwardly. Why did the concubine give the gold coins to the uncle-in-law but not to him?

Even though I thought so, I didn't want to let my lady's kindness go to waste.

"Uncle, your mansion is gone. When you rebuild it, you might as well bury the golden talisman in the foundation. I think it might bring good luck. Alas, my daughter-in-law has never given me such a good thing. Uncle, you must be careful with it."

When the uncle heard this, he was delighted and chuckled, "Thank you, little A-bao. I will definitely take good care of it."

Po smiled.

On the way, the civil and military officials were whispering to each other, "Why can't I hear the little princess's voice all of a sudden?"

"Me too. I'm worried. It's like I've lost some important joy in life."

"I think the divine light must have lost its effect. I remember that we entered the temple at this time three days ago. I estimate that the effect of the divine light can only last for three days."

After some thought, everyone felt that it made a lot of sense.

"When will the divine light appear next time? Let's go and take advantage of it."

"How about letting the little princess sit in the temple again?"