The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 266: Angry to death without paying for your life
Lang Jiuchuan understands that Cui Shi has had a difficult life, and even as an outsider, she feels that Cui Shi has a tragic past. However, she will not forgive Cui Shi's mistakes on behalf of the original owner just because Cui Shi has had a difficult and pitiful life. A mistake is a mistake, and there is no excuse for it.

Granny Gu asked her if she hated the madam. Actually, it wasn't a deep-seated hatred, but rather a disagreement with her actions. She couldn't really empathize with her either, since she wasn't the original owner of this body.

Only the original owner of the body has the right to talk about forgiveness.

What she's maintaining now is only the bond between the original owner and the Lang family. As for what will happen in the future, she should understand once she settles the karmic debts of the original owner's death.

What Lang Jiuchuan cared about was only one thing: when she first met Cui, she clearly felt the bond of blood ties.

She entered Qichi Pavilion, but Cui Shi did not stay in her bedroom; instead, she went to the Buddhist hall.

Mo Lan led her to the small Buddhist hall and said softly, "Miss, you should also advise Madam that health is the most important thing."

Lang Jiuchuan entered the small Buddhist hall and saw Cui kneeling on a prayer mat, her posture upright, her hands clasped together with a string of sandalwood prayer beads, murmuring scriptures.

What was placed on the altar before her was not a statue of a Bodhisattva, but two memorial tablets, one large and one small. The large one bore the name Qin Shi, while the small one bore the surname Cui, with the single character "Yuan".

These are the memorial tablets for Cui's mother and her deceased brother.

On another altar, a memorial tablet for Lang Zhengfan was placed, with an ever-burning lamp, burning sandalwood incense, and fresh fruits and flowers displayed.

Lang Jiuchuan looked at the memorial tablets and thought that half of the people most important to her were enshrined here. If the original owner of the body was included, there would be more.

Regardless of past grievances, we value our old friends above all else.

Lang Jiuchuan thought for a moment, then stepped forward, took two sticks of sandalwood incense from the incense holder, lit them, held them in his hand, bowed to the memorial tablets of Old Madam Qin and Cui Yuan, placed them in the incense burner, and bowed his head slightly to mourn his deceased loved ones.

Afterwards, she took another stick of incense and bowed to Lang Zhengfan. When she turned around, she saw Cui staring straight at her with a complicated expression.

"Madam is punishing herself with her own health, which only causes worry to those who serve her," Lang Jiuchuan said calmly. "If Madam is a compassionate person, why would she bother those around her?"

Madam Cui, pale-faced, rose with the help of Granny Cheng, looked at the two memorial tablets, and explained, "These are the memorial tablets of my mother and my brother."

"Ah."

Looking at the memorial tablet, Cui asked, "You know esoteric arts. Tell me, am I an unlucky person who brings misfortune to my family? Otherwise, my mother, brother, and..." She looked at Lang Zhengfan's memorial tablet and said, "Your father, they all left a long time ago."

Lang Jiuchuan mentally added the original owner of the body, but didn't say it aloud. He said, "Old Master Cui is still living quite well, so it doesn't really count."

A vein throbbed on Cui's forehead, and he suddenly didn't know what to say.

What she said is true!
Lang Jiuchuan then said, "Madam comes from a prestigious family and must have been educated since childhood. How could she believe in the saying that it brings misfortune to one's family?"

Cui's voice was cold: "If that weren't the case, why wasn't it me who died?"

Lang Jiuchuan, with a cold and aloof expression, replied, "Everyone must die eventually. When the time comes, the messengers of the underworld will come to take you on your way."

Cui: "..."

Seriously, it's infuriating!

Granny Cheng's vision blurred for a moment, and she scolded, "Miss!"

If you don't know how to comfort someone, it's actually fine to remain silent.

But Lang Jiuchuan's series of sarcastic remarks dispelled most of Cui's sorrow. She took Cheng Mama's hand and walked out of the Buddhist hall. Back in her bedroom, Cui seemed to have lost all her energy. She slumped on the large bolster and said, "The Cui family is my father's side. He has returned to the capital to take up his post. In the future, the Cui family will be in Wujing. You will most likely run into them. Just keep that in mind."

"Granny Gu has already spoken."

Madam Cui glanced at her and then said, "Also, what are your thoughts on the matter of adopting a son?"

Lang Jiuchuan lifted his eyelids, looking languid, and glanced over: "It is up to you, Madam."

"if……"

“Madam, it’s questionable how long I can stay in the Lang family, not to mention that I never intended to get married, so don’t expect me to take in a son to carry on the family line.” Lang Jiuchuan interrupted her, saying, “As for the matter of an adopted son, you can discuss it with Uncle Lang whichever child you think is the right one.”

Upon hearing this, Cui's face grew even paler, and her lips trembled slightly.

The two looked at each other for a long time. Cui took a deep breath and said, "Let's discuss this matter again. This year, your father's Taoist ceremony will be held in advance because the heir of the Zhenbei Marquis's mansion will be getting married in March. The Zhenbei Marquis will be back to preside over the wedding. He wants to move the ceremony for your father forward."

Lang Jiuchuan's heart skipped a beat: "Does he really perform Buddhist rituals for his father every year?"

Madam Cui nodded, a hint of warmth appearing in her usually cool and aloof eyes: "Indeed, he is guarding the northern frontier. If he cannot return in time, the young master will take over."

"He is already a marquis, yet he has been performing rituals for his father for more than a decade, which shows his sincerity."

Without much thought, Cui said, "He was your father's deputy general back then, and they were as close as brothers. He was the one who carried your father's body back from the battlefield."

Her voice trembled slightly, and her eyes were a little red, as if she dared not recall it.

Lang Jiuchuan said, "Then we really need to take a closer look at this uncle to see how sincere he truly is."

Upon hearing this, Cui felt that there was something more to her words, and she couldn't help but feel a little strange.

"Madam, please rest. I'll go and pay my respects to the Old Madam." Lang Jiuchuan stood up, gave her a curtsy, and left.

After sitting there for a long time, Cui asked, "Granny, what did you mean when you said that it's a question of how long one can stay in the Lang family?"

Granny Cheng smiled and said, "Madam talks to the young lady more now than before, and it's not as harsh. I believe it will get better and better."

Cui remained silent.

Many things don't go as planned.

Lang Jiuchuan greeted the old lady and then returned to his study. He placed Che there and pointed to the things on the table: "Look what treasure I've dug up!"

Lang Jiuchuan strode over, picked up the item on the table, a jade seal with a blue dragon design, only four inches in diameter, with five intertwined dragons on the knob, and the eight seal characters "Received the Mandate of Heaven, May Your Life Be Long and Prosperous" engraved on the front.

"Is this the true key to the formation hidden beneath the pillar?" She narrowed her eyes and said, "The Imperial Seal of the State is pressed down on that key. What kind of Imperial Seal is Tantai using now?"

She did indeed save the Fu family army without moving the magic array, but that doesn't mean she would ignore the Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams array. What if the Tantai family discovered the disappearance of the heroic spirits and then, in a fit of madness, threw in some meritorious souls to force the array to continue operating?
She didn't want to give this opportunity to the Tantai family!
"What else could it be but a fake?"

Lang Jiuchuan's hand trembled. "Fake? So for the past two hundred years, Tantai has been using a fake to carry out the real order?"

The working people dare to ask: Who's causing traffic jams at various scenic spots?