The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 407 Reincarnation, Rebirth

Xie Zhenming is dead.

Lang Jiuchuan felt all her pent-up frustration dissipate. After leaving the Surveillance Bureau, she looked at the twinkling stars in the sky, used her Divine Speed ​​Technique to leave the city, went to the summit of the back mountain of Huguo Temple, found a huge rock, sat cross-legged, took off the bone bell and offered it as a sacrifice in front of the altar, and entered into meditation to comprehend the Dao.

Jiang Che lay beside her, lazily raising his tiger eyes to watch the bone bell begin to spin, sweeping over the life force of the vegetation on the mountain, transforming it into the spirit of the five elements, and enveloping the entire Langjiu River.

While Lang Jiuchuan was meditating on the mountain, Xie Zhenming's cause of death had already been presented to the emperor. Everyone had seen that he had Gu poison in his body, so it was not surprising that he died from the backlash of the Gu worms.

The current emperor had no doubts. From the moment the love potion appeared, he believed the Xie family was doomed. Therefore, upon Xie Zhenming's death, he didn't even demand a complete chain of evidence. Only two charges filled the entire decree: Xie Zhenming used evil magic to harm the nation's pillars of loyalty, committed treason, and plotted rebellion; his crimes were heinous and deserving of divine punishment. The decree ordered Xie Zhenming's ashes to be scattered and his entire clan exterminated. Xie Qingpin was given a white silk ribbon and not allowed to be buried in the imperial concubine mausoleum. All of the Xie family's property, fields, houses, and shops were confiscated and sent to the national treasury.

He also ordered the Dali Temple, the Ministry of Justice, and the Censorate to thoroughly investigate Xie Zhenming's treason case. Anyone involved in the treason, regardless of their position or status, should be thoroughly investigated and their associates eliminated.

For a time, the imperial court was in turmoil, and bloodshed ensued. The nobles and officials of Wujing were on edge because of Xie Zhenming's treason case.

It is truly lamentable that a noble family, who built their grand mansion in just over a decade, was swept away by the tides of history and disappeared.

Another imperial edict arrived at the Lang family, posthumously conferring upon the deceased General Anbei the title of Earl of Zhongwu, granting him a fief of 500 households, a stipend of 1,000 shi of rice, and allowing his descendants to inherit the title. It also granted his son the privilege of studying at the Imperial Academy, bestowed upon his wife the title of Third-Rank Virtuous Lady, and awarded her 5,000 taels of silver, 1,000 taels of gold, and 100 bolts of brocade to support her surviving family.

Lang Zhengping received the imperial edict, knelt down, and wailed. The rest of the Lang family were both happy and sad. Who would have thought that their second uncle's death would be redressed in such a way?
Many people envied Lang Caicheng, thinking he had struck gold, as his second aunt had chosen him as her heir.

As for Cui, she was still unconscious. Lang Zhengping personally delivered the imperial edict to Qichi Pavilion and had Lang Caicheng read it aloud at her bedside.

Surprisingly, tears streamed down Cui's face, her eyelids trembled, she opened her eyes, and called out Lang Zhengfan's name.

She dreamt of Lang Zhengfan, who was waving goodbye to her. He was still smiling as brightly as the sun, and he had never blamed her.

He came, and then he left!

Cui's tears flowed incessantly until a servant hurriedly came to invite Lang Caicheng, at which point Pan suddenly went into labor.

She was still more than half a month away from giving birth, but now she's started labor early.

The cycle of birth and death continues endlessly.

Lang Jiuchuan opened her eyes after entering a state of enlightenment. Three days had passed. She formed a hand seal and guided the Daoist energy to examine her meridians. She was immediately overjoyed.

In his dantian, spiritual energy was abundant, forming a small vortex that accumulated. His meridians were nourished and became increasingly strong. Needless to say, his cultivation had made great progress. Unfortunately, his soul was not yet complete, and his body had not yet undergone Nirvana.

However, she's not in a hurry; she can wait!
She looked at Jiang Che beside her; its fur was thicker and longer, and its golden tiger eyes shone brightly, exuding an extraordinary aura.

"It's starting to look like a fierce tiger." Lang Jiuchuan plucked a hair from its fur.

Jiang Che rolled his eyes and muttered to himself, "This damned woman, at least she's no longer short-lived and looks even better now."

Lang Jiuchuan hung the bone bell back on his waist, picked up Jiang Che, went down the mountain and entered Huguo Temple. He specially went to the Dizang Hall to offer incense to Lang Zhengfan's memorial tablet, bowed three times, and stood silently in front of the tablet for a long time.

Suddenly, the ever-burning lamp swayed and then went out with a whoosh.

Lang Jiuchuan's pupils contracted, and in a flash, he left the Ksitigarbha Hall. He pinched his fingertips a few times and used the Divine Speed ​​Technique to return to the Lang family. When he saw that there was life force gathering above the small courtyard in the southeast, his brows softened.

That was the Pan family's courtyard. She went to Qichi Pavilion first. Cui had already woken up but was too weak to get out of bed. When she saw her, she said weakly, "I dreamed that your father said goodbye."

Lang Jiuchuan hummed in agreement and said, "You rest, I'll go check on Fourth Sister-in-law."

She didn't say much to Cui Shi, but went back to her own courtyard first, tidied herself up, and then went to Pan Shi's courtyard. Fan Shi, Wu Shi, and even Lang Caicheng's birth mother, Aunt Zhao, were there.

When Lang Jiuchuan appeared, everyone was somewhat stunned.

What, did she take some kind of magic pill? How could her temperament change so much in just a few days? She's so otherworldly yet dignified, her skin is so smooth and delicate, and her eyes are so clear and bright, as if she can see right through people's hearts.

She possessed an aura that made people want to get closer, yet they dared not approach her due to her imposing presence.

"Ninth Sister?" Wu murmured.

Lang Jiuchuan looked over, nodded slightly, and asked, "How long has Fourth Sister-in-law been in labor?"

Madam Fan said, "It started yesterday." Seeing Lang Jiuchuan frown, she quickly explained, "Give birth to a woman, especially her first child, doesn't happen that quickly, so don't worry."

Lang Jiuchuan glanced at the life force gathering above his head, which was growing increasingly dense, resembling clouds and mist, and said, "It'll be soon."

The group was taken aback when they heard the groans from the delivery room grow louder, and the midwife's voice also came out.

Lang Caicheng, who had been standing by the delivery room window, stood up and said to the inside, "Yunniang, I'm here, don't be afraid!"

Madam Fan shook her head impatiently and said, "I'll go in and take a look."

Lang Jiuchuan followed, saying, "I'll go with you."

Madam Fan frowned: "You're a young lady..."

"I know medicine." Lang Jiuchuan cut her off with just three words and entered the delivery room. He glanced at Pan Shi's condition and knew what was going on. He took out a porcelain bottle, poured out a pill, and put it in her mouth: "Don't be afraid, I'm here. I'll ensure your safety and the safety of your child!"

Pan was in so much pain that tears streamed down her face. She subconsciously swallowed the pill, and in an instant, she felt as if she had inexhaustible strength.

Lang Jiuchuan stood aside watching the surging life force in the delivery room. He took off the string of beads in his hand and slowly twirled them, one after another. The Daoist aura spread out from the beads, mingling with the life force, and flowed into Pan's belly.

Through countless cycles of reincarnation, life bursts forth.

"He's out! He's out! It's a big, healthy boy!" With a scream from Madam Pan, the midwife cried out in delight as she cradled a tiny bundle of flesh.

Lang Jiuchuan stopped fiddling with the beads, stared intently at the pink little bundle of flesh, and walked over. The little bundle was dirty and its eyes were closed, but as Lang Jiuchuan approached, it felt the pure spiritual energy. Its limbs thrashed, its eyelids twitched, and it slowly opened its eyes.

A pair of beautiful phoenix eyes, almost identical to Lang Jiuchuan's, clear and pure, met her gaze.

Lang Jiuchuan smiled, stretched out his finger, and hooked it with the child's little finger, not minding the sticky dirt on the child's body: "Good day, little guy, welcome."

　Okay, let's write it like this.
　　(End of this chapter)