The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 429 Why bother to accuse someone?
This year has truly been a year of trouble for the Marquis of Kaiping's family. Before, the news that Lang Zhengfan, who died more than ten years ago, was murdered caused a great uproar. Before the aftermath of that topic had even died down, now there are rumors that Lang Zhengfan's posthumous daughter is a wicked demon who brought disaster to the country.

When such rumors spread, the common people of Wujing City just enjoyed the amusement, but among the powerful and wealthy, most families basically believed that the girl's reputation was ruined and that it would be difficult for her to find a husband in the future. How many people who valued their reputation would dare to marry a woman who had been rumored to be a demon?
However, some people disagreed and even sent Dragon Boat Festival gifts to the Marquis of Kaiping's residence in a high-profile manner, with many of the good items clearly intended for the ninth daughter of the Lang family.

These people were not ordinary; they were all renowned nobles or powerful officials in Wujingli. They were demonstrating their approval of Langjiuchuan through their actions and scoffing at the talk of demons and evil spirits.

Even so, the rumors did not stop and even showed signs of intensifying. Now, some people have surrounded the Lang family with government officials, and even several Taoist priests have come, demanding that the Lang family hand over the demon Lang Jiuchuan they were hiding. Whether he is a demon or an evil spirit, the righteous path will judge for themselves.

“Look to the southwest, dark clouds are gathering and not dissipating, an ominous aura hangs over us,” a Taoist priest in a yellow robe said, stroking his beard and frowning as he pointed to the southwest with a whisk.

“Master Miaocheng is absolutely right.” Another Taoist priest, barely over forty years old and wearing a topknot, snorted coldly: “The demonic aura is soaring to the sky; that evil spirit must be something that brings disaster to the country and its people.”

"Then what are you?" A clear, cold voice, as cold as frost and snow, followed his words.

Without a second thought, Master Zhang replied, "I'm not a thing..."

Before he could finish speaking, he realized what he meant, turned around abruptly, and stared at the person who had spoken. When he saw a beautiful and refined face, he was stunned for a moment.

She wore a light blue robe embroidered with cloud patterns, her black hair was held up by a purple jade hairpin, and several accessories hung from her waist, including a small bell and a jingle. She was slender, yet stood tall like a pine tree.

She stood with her hands behind her back, her gaze as cold as a knife, sweeping over the crowd. Her pink lips curled slightly, revealing a hint of mockery.

Is this a determination to win her over, or an attempt to force her to submit obediently?
Lang Jiuchuan looked at the soldiers and the crowd of people who had gathered there to watch the spectacle, his gaze becoming increasingly sharp.

So annoying!
Her sudden appearance drew the attention of everyone present, but when their eyes met hers, their backs tensed instinctively, filled with awe. However, upon realizing how young she was, they felt a mixture of shame and annoyance.

They were actually intimidated by a little girl.

"Who are you, young lady? How dare you be so rude!" Master Zhang questioned in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this, Lang Jiuchuan scoffed, "I thought you had a pair of divine eyes, making you extremely intelligent, and that no monster could escape your discerning gaze. So it turns out you're just trying to make your presence known among these fellow Daoists?"

Master Zhang blushed deeply at these words: "How dare you!"

"You really saw that demonic aura soaring into the sky from the southwest? Does that mean the evil spirit is hiding there?"

"It's natural..."

"Fellow Daoist Zhang!" Miao Cheng hurriedly stopped him, but it was too late.

"Then I don't understand. I'm standing right here, so how come my house has demonic energy?" Lang Jiuchuan chuckled and slowly walked towards the main gate of the Marquis's mansion. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he stood in the center of the gate and coldly swept his gaze across the crowd.

What? This is Langjia Jiuniang, the legendary demon?
Master Zhang's face flushed red and then turned pale with embarrassment. This person's appearance, without even using his hands, had slapped him in the face with just a few words.

They said the Marquis of Kaiping's mansion was filled with demonic energy, yet they couldn't recognize the demon they spoke of standing right in front of them—how ridiculous! "That's the demon Lang Jiuchuan! Guards, seize her immediately and take her back to the Surveillance Bureau prison!" someone shouted.

Lang Jiuchuan looked in the direction of the voice and saw that the person was only sixteen or seventeen years old. He was dressed in a black robe and wore a golden crown. The robe was embroidered with three-clawed dragons and auspicious cloud patterns. He was not only noble, but also had a bit of spirituality. However, his eyes were too lively and his gaze was not upright.

"Yes, Third Prince."

Lang Jiuchuan raised an eyebrow. So this was the prince Rong Huanxuan was to marry, Tantai Cong. His eyes were full of malice and arrogance as he looked at him, and the corners of his lips curled up in a slanted smile.

Rong Huanxuan, is she really nothing special? She doesn't take any action herself, but instead plays the victim and cries to her fiancé, and he comes looking for trouble with her?

So, did these people attack Tantai Cong because he wanted to please his fiancée, or was the Rong family also involved in the scheme?
Whether they are or not, they are all birds of a feather. If they can't move the obstacle in her way, then she'll just blow it up!

The armored commander led his men forward, and when he saw the people from Lang Jiuchuan, his expression changed slightly. Were these demons?

However, he only follows orders!
"Are we forcing you to leave, or are you leaving on your own?" Commander Huang looked at Lang Jiuchuan, his words cold and hard.

Lang Jiuchuan lowered his head and smiled.

"Stop! What exactly do you want?"

The gates behind Lang Jiuchuan burst open, and Lang Zhengping rushed out, blocking Lang Jiuchuan's path. Stomping his feet, he angrily shouted at Tantai Cong, "May I ask the Third Prince, what crime has my Kaiping Marquis's mansion committed that you would surround my Lang family like this and even try to arrest my young lady? What kind of logic is this? Whatever the matter, if you want to arrest someone, arrest me! I am the Kaiping Marquis, and I am the one in charge of this mansion! Ninth Sister, get in here!"

He turned his head and yelled at Lang Jiuchuan, his reddened eyes constantly flashing signals, his lips silently conveying his message: once inside the mansion, he would run away immediately, regardless of which way the wind was blowing!
Lang Jiuchuan saw through his lip movements, smiled slightly, his eyes warmed, and nodded to him.

It's okay, she's here!
"Marquis of Kaiping, the person behind you is not your niece Lang Jiuchuan, but some unknown evil spirit possessing you. Get out of the way immediately, and I will have someone explain to the Emperor that your Marquis's mansion was merely misled and deceived by it. Out of consideration for the late Earl of Zhongyong, I will pardon you for harboring such a spirit." Tantai Cong waved his sleeves and said arrogantly, "If you, Marquis, remain obstinate, don't blame us for punishing you along with the Marquis for colluding with evil spirits."

Lang Zhengping's eyes were bloodshot: "Nonsense! My Lang family's daughter is perfectly fine, how could she be a demon? She's so delicate, how could she have any demonic aura? Stop talking nonsense!"

"That's right, my ninth sister is just a frail and sickly little girl." Lang Caicheng also stepped forward and said, "Evil spirits can harm people. May I ask who my ninth sister has harmed?"

Lang Caimeng glared angrily: "If you want to condemn someone, you can always find a pretext!"

"Second Uncle, you died so unjustly! If you hadn't been killed by that heartless Xie Zhenming so early, who would have dared to humiliate your unborn daughter like this?" Lang Caizhao sat on the ground, slapping her thigh and wailing.

Hiding behind the door, Madam Fan was so angry that she felt a sharp pain in her heart. She ordered her servants, "When did he run out? Quickly go and drag the Twelfth Master back. This is not a scene where he can cause trouble!"

Seeing the Lang family's arrogance, Tantai Cong roared, "Lang Jiuchuan, how dare you, a mere demon, possess a human body and bewitch people! If you are not executed, it will be against the principles of Heaven! Guards, seize him immediately! Anyone who obstructs will be killed without mercy!"

(End of this chapter)