Chapter 100: Truly My Little Ancestor!

Ah Bao looked at the golden light scattered across the sky.

She didn’t expect that people’s worship would bring her merit.

After all… no one had ever worshipped Little Yama before, so her merit accumulated very slowly.

Since reincarnating, however, her merit had been increasing rapidly.

Was the golden body from before coming back?

Ah Bao remained sitting on the offering table.

She didn’t notice that behind her, the statue of the God of Stars was looking at her with a tearful, joyous gaze.

She had arrived!

She had brought her golden light and merit!

Ah Bao continued to munch on seeds, staring at the night sky. Suddenly, two beams of white light rose from above.

Both came from the direction of the Right Prime Minister’s residence.

Ah Bao’s seed-eating didn’t stop.

One beam was thick and vibrant, with some scattered light.

The other was thin and lifeless, empty inside.

And Lan Jinjing’s disaster fate to Lan Yixuan.

Originally a lucky noblewoman, she was now seen as a disaster star.

Lan Yixuan had been greatly harmed by the young heroine.

Ah Bao’s fingers twirled in the air, making the two fates move according to her thoughts.

These represented the fates of Lan Yixuan and Lan Jinjing.

The young heroine had transferred Lan Yixuan’s fate to Lan Jinjing.

After a while, the two fates intertwined like twisted dough in the air and then completely separated.

The thick fate returned to Lan Yixuan.

The thin fate was returned to Lan Jinjing.

That night.

Lan Yixuan, deeply asleep, felt enveloped by a warm sensation. In her dream, she walked on a snowy mountain, and saw a small figure shining with golden light in the bare place.

As she approached, she recognized the figure as Ah Bao.

“Big sister, big sister, everything will be alright,” Ah Bao said with a bright smile, her eyes sparkling like stars.

Lan Yixuan squatted in front of her and hugged her. “Thank you, dear.”

That night, Lan Jinjing also had a dream. She was in a magnificent golden hall when a small figure appeared in the sky, staring at her with a fierce look.

Lan Jinjing couldn’t see the figure’s face clearly but felt an intimidating coldness in its eyes.

She kept retreating.

Retreating to a corner, a huge black hole suddenly appeared, and Lan Jinjing nervously jumped into it.

It felt like falling into an abyss.

“Ah!” Lan Jinjing woke up, drenched in cold sweat. She wiped her forehead, startling the maid who came in to inquire.

Lan Jinjing fumed, “Get out! All of you, get out!”

The maids, trembling, retreated. Although Second Miss Lan was usually gentle outside, only her close maids knew that she turned terrifyingly mad every night.

“Come back.”

The maid stopped.

Lan Jinjing asked, “Did Lan Yixuan leave tonight?”

“No, I heard that the Prime Minister visited the Third Miss. After that, the Third Miss hasn’t been seen leaving the residence.”

Lan Jinjing kicked over a nearby vase in frustration. “Leave!”

Why hadn’t Lan Yixuan left?

That disaster star!

What was she still doing in the Prime Minister’s residence?

……

When the tyrant arrived at the Star Observatory, he happened to see Ah Bao asleep on the offering table.

The tyrant called over Di Zian and Taoist Baiyun.

“What’s going on here?”

Di Zian scratched his head, unsure how to explain.

Taoist Baiyun said directly, “Tonight, the Tenth Princess suddenly wanted to come to the Star Observatory. So, I brought the Seventh Prince and the Tenth Princess here. However, we didn’t expect the Tenth Princess to fall asleep on the offering table.”

“The God of Stars just opened its eyes. Did you see it?”

“We saw it, we saw it,” Taoist Baiyun said hastily. “Just now, a celestial phenomenon occurred with the nine-star conjunction, which was a blessing from the God of Stars. Your Majesty, our Tiansheng Dynasty’s fortune has arrived.”

The tyrant was in an excellent mood, and seeing Ah Bao on the offering table made his eyes shine brightly.

Could it be… Ah Bao??

Ah Bao was indeed the blessing of the Tiansheng Dynasty.

“My little ancestor! You truly are my little ancestor!”

He hadn’t expected this lucky star to be Ah Bao!

Was his ancestral grave smoking?

No.

It was on fire, catching such a little lucky star.

Ah Bao was asleep.

The tyrant covered Ah Bao with his dragon robe, afraid she might catch a cold.

The tyrant, Di Zian, and Taoist Baiyun stayed outside the temple, keeping watch over Ah Bao all night, terrified of disturbing her sleep.

……

Ah Bao returned to the Yihe Palace.

Di Zian held Ah Bao’s hand as they faced the stern-faced Concubine De.

Both of them lowered their heads.

Di Zian weakly spoke, “Mother, I brought my sister back and returned her to you.”

“You little rascal, you took your sister out again!” Concubine De was extremely angry. “Zhilan, bring the rattan!”

Zhilan, trembling, said, “Your Highness…”

Di Zian widened his eyes. “Mother, you’re not going to hit me, are you? I won’t steal her anymore, I promise.”

“You two siblings are both daring—one dares to steal, and the other dares to leave. If you don’t learn your lesson today, there will be more next time!”

Zhilan didn’t bring the rattan; Concubine De went herself.

She chose the softest rattan and stood before the siblings.

Di Zian was so frightened he tried to run but was grabbed by the ear by Concubine De. “Mother, Mother, I know I was wrong. I won’t steal my sister anymore. I know you’re worried about us, but we have a little crazy one protecting us. We’ll be fine.”

Many things needed to be done at night.

And Ah Bao liked the splendor of the capital at night.

Concubine De whipped him, not using much force, but her tone was very severe. “Once or twice might not matter, but what about three or four times? Who can guarantee that nothing will ever happen?”

Once was enough to make her regret for a lifetime.

She couldn’t afford to gamble.

She had only these three children.

She would risk everything to protect her three children, not wanting them to suffer even the slightest harm.

“Di Jiaoyang!” Concubine De called Ah Bao by her full name for the first time, showing she was truly angry.

Ah Bao, very smart and tactful, kept her head down, her two little ponytails drooping. She extended her little hands, palms up.

In a milky voice, she said, “Cold, hit… Baby hurts…”

Ah Bao struggled to pronounce these words clearly.

It was not easy.

Concubine De, who was about to discipline her, was stunned and softened. She still maintained a stern face but gently tapped Ah Bao’s palms with the rattan.

Ah Bao stood rigidly, scared.

Zhilan, watching from the side, began to cry. “Your Highness, the little princess is so small. Can you really bear to hit her?”

Zhilan hugged Ah Bao.

Ah Bao smiled, “Pain, sister, I’m hurt.”

Zhilan felt like Ah Bao was comforting her.

She cried even more sadly.

It was clear that Ah Bao was the one being hit.

Ah Bao didn’t really feel any pain; Concubine De only tapped her lightly. She couldn’t bear to truly hit Ah Bao.

But she was genuinely worried about Ah Bao.

Tonight, the palace was abuzz with news that Ah Bao had slept on the offering table at the Star Observatory all night while the emperor and Taoist Baiyun stayed up guarding her.

Although the emperor valued Ah Bao, the rumors among the court officials and common people could easily overwhelm a person.

Even if he were the emperor, if these rumors exploded, could he protect Ah Bao?