The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 338 How could you have such a terrible thought?
Since Imperial Physician Ou had already given the Marquis of Zhenbei a great gift, the Xie family was his mortal enemy, and he would definitely be hoping that the Xie family would suffer a great misfortune. Lang Jiuchuan then asked him without any politeness who else was the Xie family's mortal enemy, or who was just openly at odds but actually had private dealings with them.

At the time when Ou Yuanzheng harbored resentment towards the Xie family, and since he was going to die anyway, no one would know what he said. Moreover, since it was about the Xie family, he spoke without hesitation, including what Xie Qinghua had done by using Ou Sixing. Only after he finished speaking did he belatedly realize something.

"I seem to remember that the Marquis of Zhenbei once fought alongside your father and was one of his generals?" Ou Yuanzheng knew a little about Lang Jiuchuan's identity.

"Yes, he is my father's killer."

“Oh…” Dean Ou’s eyes widened. What?
Lang Jiuchuan said sullenly, "I originally wanted to make a fuss about your grandson's love potion, but I didn't expect you to be so righteous as to dare to gamble on this."

Professor Ou: "..."

He stared intently at Lang Jiuchuan and said, "I remember General Anbei died from his grievous wounds. What's wrong?"

"Do you know where your grandson got that love potion? It was given to his daughter by the Marquis of Zhenbei. Coincidentally, I recently caught a witch who was being kept in the Marquis of Zhenbei's family temple. She confessed that the Marquis of Zhenbei took a pair of love potions from her. The reason why everyone thinks my father died from serious injuries is simply because a heart-devouring potion was not detected."

Ou Yuanzheng's face darkened: "How dare he harm loyal officials? If a General of Anbei is like this, and now he's controlling a royal physician, what exactly is he trying to do? Is he plotting a rebellion? No, he's keeping a witch. Besides this Heart-Eating Gu and Love Gu, does he have any other Gu worms he can use to control officials?"

"That depends on what the Grand Secretary says to the current Emperor, and what he does?"

Ou Yuanzheng said with some regret, "If you had told me about this earlier, I would have definitely intensified his treatment. What a pity. Of course, if you have evidence of your father's death to present to the Emperor, then he would be guilty of deceiving the Emperor, harming loyal officials and deceiving the Emperor—a capital offense! For now, I have only hinted that the Xie family harbors rebellious intentions. After all, the Crown Prince has not yet been established, and the Xie family has a concubine who has given birth to a prince. Although the Fourth Prince is being raised in the Virtuous Consort's palace, the Xie family is the Fourth Prince's biological mother. It is inevitable that the Xie family will fall out of favor. There has been no movement yet, and I guess the Emperor is also waiting for the Marquis of Zhenbei to return to the capital to preside over his son's wedding."

Lang Jiuchuan exchanged a glance with him, which meant that once the Marquis of Zhenbei returned to the capital, he would probably face trouble and be in big trouble!
What if it feels a little good?
Lang Jiuchuan looked at Ou Yuanzheng and said, "My lord, it's time for you to set off."

Ou Yuanzheng was startled. He turned around and saw that it was a ghost messenger. He immediately felt a little flustered, and his expression changed.

When the ghost messenger saw Lang Jiuchuan, his expression was even worse than that of the Imperial Physician Ou. It seemed he could run into her everywhere he went.

"Brother Youlai, this old man is an acquaintance of mine. Please give him a proper send-off for me, and I'll burn some incense for you later." Lang Jiuchuan greeted the ghost messenger, and then said to Courtier Ou, "May you have a safe journey."

Ou Yuanzheng nodded, obediently letting himself be bound by the soul-snatching chains that offered no return, and followed him into the Gate of Hell. Just as the Gate of Hell was about to close, he suddenly remembered something, turned around, and exclaimed, "Qingyi, your Daoist name..."

Bang.

The gates of hell were tightly shut.

Ou Yuanzheng was somewhat discouraged. Oh well, it might just be a coincidence. After all, a Daoist title isn't exclusive to one person. But if that little kid from back then had grown up, he'd be about her age by now, right?

Lang Jiuchuan didn't notice what Dean Ou was saying. At that moment, she looked at a person who had just walked in to offer condolences and raised her eyebrows slightly.

Seeing that her attention had changed, Lang Zhengping took a few steps closer and lowered his voice, asking, "Were you talking to someone just now?"

Was it the kind of 'person' he was thinking of? "Yes." Lang Jiuchuan asked the man in the black robe with cold, stern eyes, "Who is that person?"

Lang Zhengping followed her gaze and said, "That's Zuo Yan from the Duke of Dingguo's mansion, known as a master archer who can hit a target from a hundred paces. What's wrong?" He remembered how she had cursed Prince Peng with a single word at the Zhao family last time, and he immediately became nervous: "What, is he going to die too?"

Lang Jiuchuan looked over: "Uncle, how could you have such a terrible idea?"

Lang Zhengping gave him a sullen look. Was he going to say, "Don't you have a mouth that's been blessed? The kind that talks about dead people."

Looking at Zuo Yan's handsome appearance and Lang Jiuchuan's eager eyes, he said cryptically, "He is quite good-looking, but he is already married."

Lang Jiuchuan rolled his eyes and said, "Go tell him that I can help him with his troubles, and tell him to go to the Wanshipu (a shop for all kinds of things) for help."

Lang Zhengping: "..."

Perhaps Lang Jiuchuan's gaze was too ardent, for Zuo Yan noticed and looked over coldly. Seeing that it was a young girl, he frowned, looked away without glancing at her, and walked toward the mourning hall.

Upon seeing this, Lang Zhengping quickly followed and stopped Zuo Yan in front of the mourning hall, relaying Lang Jiuchuan's words in a swift manner.

Zuo Yan was somewhat surprised when Lang Zhengping stepped forward. After hearing his words, he looked at Lang Jiuchuan with a rather impatient expression. How could he encounter such fame-seeking people even in the mourning hall?
But then he saw Lang Jiuchuan suddenly move her lips. He could read lips and immediately understood what she was saying. His handsome face darkened, and his gaze at Lang Jiuchuan was filled with a cold anger and murderous intent.

Lang Jiuchuan curled his lips slightly, turned around and walked out of the mourning hall.

Believe it or not, it's up to him.

Zuo Yan lit an incense stick for Physician Ou, silently chanted for a long time, his brows remained furrowed, and his lips were pressed into a straight line.

The sudden loss of two imperial physicians from the Ou family was unbelievable to him. What should he do about Ning'er's illness?
He walked out of the mourning hall, then suddenly stopped and asked the eldest master of the Ou family in a deep voice, "Who was that girl next to the Marquis of Kaiping just now?"

The Marquis of Kaiping spoke incoherently, saying that his troubles could not be resolved by the Wanshi Shop in Xunxiang Alley, and that he should go and ask for help himself. The girl standing with him even dared to curse his Ning'er to die, which was simply vicious!
Master Ou was taken aback. Remembering Lang Jiuchuan's chanting of sutras to help his father pass on to the afterlife, his expression softened, and he said, "That was Lang Jiuniang. I wonder if she has entered the Taoist path. She can chant sutras to help people pass on to the afterlife."

Zuo Yan's brows furrowed even more; he had entered a state of spiritual eccentricity, becoming increasingly mystical.

"By the way, she's also a healer." As he was about to leave, Master Ou remembered his father saying that this woman was a remarkable doctor, so he said, "Now that Father and my third nephew have had an accident, you might as well ask her to take a look at your wife's illness. She also treated Lord Zeng's eye disease."

Zuo Yan turned around. What?
　Do I look like someone who doesn't have any drafts saved up? I just write today for tomorrow. In order to keep going, I get anxious when I don't have any drafts or when I can't update on time. If I get writer's block, I get even more anxious. That's all!

　　(End of this chapter)