"Okay, mother, what are you doing waiting at the door? Let's go in and talk. Why don't you see Rui'er?"

Princess Ping seemed to have thought of something, and her emotions became a little excited. "Rui'er and I returned to the palace happily, and we sent someone to send a letter to your father to tell him about the situation in the past few days.

Just now Rui Er suddenly had a high fever and fainted. There are no maids or servants in the mansion at the moment, so I can only wait for you to come back."

"Rui'er has a high fever? Why does he suddenly have a high fever in this hottest time of year?" Xiao Jingchi glanced at Su Qingwan.

"Wan Wan, let's go in and take a look."

Su Qingwan didn't have time to appreciate the multi-million mansion. She was dragged by Xiao Jingrui all the way around and finally arrived at Xiao Jingrui's room.

The moment she pushed open the door, Su Qingwan frowned slightly. There was a cloud of black air around Xiao Jingrui's body, and his whole body was twitching constantly. Xiao Jingrui also saw the black air.

"Someone wants to harm Little Radish."

The two men walked too fast for Princess Ping to catch up. In her heart, she angrily scolded Prince Ping for insisting on asking the Emperor to reward him with such a large house.

She was cursing excitedly when a timid little beggar suddenly appeared from behind her, rushed to her, hugged her legs tightly, carried her on his shoulders and started running. She almost vomited along the way.

After finally catching up to Rui'er's room, he heard his daughter-in-law's words. His legs went limp and he fell to the ground, vomiting acid.

"Who can Wan Wan figure out?"

"East." Su Qingwan pinched her fingers, "Old Shen, what happened when you moved today?"

She now has no magic power and can only calculate the approximate location.

When Xiao Jingchi heard Su Qingwan ask this, he immediately guessed that the Shen Mansion was just to the east of the Wang Mansion.

After hearing what the two said, Princess Ping said, "When we left the house, we went to say goodbye to your uncle and aunt, and there happened to be a Taoist priest sitting in the main hall."

Princess Ping thought carefully, "The Taoist priest also looked at Rui'er with a strange look, which made me feel creepy at the time."

"Chi'er, you probably won't hate your aunt, since she hates your uncle..."

"You'll know if you go and take a look." Su Qingwan said, and took out a piece of talisman paper from her waist. Without a pen, she bit her finger and quickly drew a talisman.

After folding it, it was placed on Xiao Jingrui's chest. As soon as it was placed, Xiao Jingrui stopped twitching, and although he was unconscious, his complexion returned to normal.

"Old Shen, you and Xing'er stay here and look after the little carrot. Let's go take a look."

Su Qingwan said this and rolled up her sleeves and walked out, and Xiao Jingchi followed closely.

Princess Ping and Xing'er were left staring at each other.

"Your name is Xing'er?" Princess Ping asked softly the little beggar who almost made her internal organs dislocate.

Xing Er nodded.

Princess Ping asked many more questions, and Xing'er answered them one by one, and only then did she know the whole story.

"Good boy, now that you have come to this palace, I will not let you suffer any more. My daughter-in-law can earn money and support us. If that doesn't work, we still have the prince."

"Now that the prince has recovered from his illness, we don't have any big expenses. His salary is enough to support our entire family." Princess Ping patted Xing'er's shoulder.

The hardships she had endured in the past four years had made her feel more sympathetic and empathetic towards these people at the bottom of society. The palace had always been known for being kind to its servants, and it would only be better in the future.

Here, Su Qingwan and Xiao Jingchi strode into the Shen Mansion.

"My wife has told me that since the Crown Prince's wife and her family have moved back to the palace, you can no longer enter the Shen Mansion just because you want to."

The waiter at the door said in a bossy tone, he didn't take the madman seriously.

Su Qingwan said coldly, "I'll give you one more chance to speak properly."

The young man had heard about how Su Qing beat up his wife and son when she was mad, and he looked at the man standing next to him. Although he was wearing a mask, the aura he exuded was terrifying.

Su Qingwan saw that the other party was stunned and was about to attack, but Xiao Jingchi grabbed Su Qingwan's arm.

"I'll do it."

He took two slow steps and put Su Qingwan behind him. He put one hand behind his back and raised the other hand to strike out with a palm wind, knocking the kid at the door to the ground.

The young man felt that his chest was about to break, and he covered his chest with his hands and tried to get up and escape, but he couldn't get up. The door frame of the Shen Mansion was completely shattered by the palm wind.

Su Qingwan stared at Xiao Jingchi in amazement and gave him a thumbs up, "Awesome."

She had never seen a mortal with such powerful inner strength. Maybe this guy was the descendant of that old thing in heaven?

Su Qingwan thought about it and immediately shook her head. That thing was nurtured by all things, without a father or a mother, and was born in heaven.

It is not like the gods who are included in the immortal class only after completing their merits, so how can they have descendants?

Xiao Jingchi took Su Qingwan's hand and took two steps towards the door. The kid was frightened and took a few steps back.

After Su Qingwan stepped in, she heard the miserable cries of the babies in the yard, and there was a formation in the center.

"What did Wanwan see?" Xiao Jingchi asked softly.

"Your aunt wants to kill Little Radish. They have used the spirits of the babies in this yard to set up this ghost formation. After midnight tonight, Little Radish will die, and these spirits will also be shattered."

Su Qingwan's eyes were filled with frost. This Taoist priest had set up such an evil formation, which must have harmed many people.

At this time, the Taoist priest who was originally sitting in the main hall felt something was wrong and hurried to the courtyard with Wang and Shen Heguang.

I happened to see Su Qingwan sitting on the front of the formation.

The soldier pointed the white whisk in his hand at Su Qingwan angrily, "Who are you? How dare you disrupt my formation?"

Su Qingwan glanced lazily, one-armed. It seems that he has practiced magic to harm people, so he is the same as being widowed, lonely, alone, and disabled.

Ever since Wang was beaten by Su Qingwan last time and then suffered from alopecia for unknown reasons, she has been avoiding people. As soon as she felt a little better, she quickly invited a master to perform a ritual.

Looking at the person coming, Su Qingwan, her face was twisted into a wilted cucumber with anger, "You little lunatic, how dare you ruin my good thing?"

"Good thing?" Su Qingwan sneered, "Are you talking about the trivial matter of harming the young master of Prince Ping's Mansion?"

Wang's heart shuddered, her eyes became confused, and she took a small step back unconsciously. How did this little lunatic know?

"You bastard, don't come here to frame us. It's clear that there have been many strange things happening in my house recently, and I asked the Taoist priest to perform a ritual. Who said you wanted to harm the young master?"

Shen Heguang gritted his teeth and said that if Su Qingwan had not beaten him so hard that he would have suffered a psychological trauma, he would have wanted to tear her into pieces.

The Taoist priest now understood that this was the person that the Shen family had spent a lot of money to deal with.

Then he put on a sophisticated look and said, "The poor should not harm the innocent. If you don't leave obediently, don't blame me for being merciless!"

Su Qingwan suddenly had a piece of grass in her hand and put it into her mouth. "I want to see how you can be merciless."

After saying that, he stood up and spit the grass in his mouth onto the seat where he had just sat, then walked out of the formation and returned to Xiao Jingchi's side.

"You, you, you..." The old Taoist pointed at Su Qingwan with his whisk in trembling hands, and his speech became incoherent.

"What's wrong with me?" Su Qingwan looked at him with a playful expression.

The old Taoist held it in for a long time, and finally said, "Why are you spitting everywhere?"