The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 466 Rong Shi's Deepest Regret
Rong family estate.

Rong Si's wife, Xi Yun, paced back and forth in her own courtyard, her mind in turmoil. Ever since she learned that Rong Huanxuan had gone to Wujing, she had not had a moment of peace. She felt uneasy for no reason, as if a hand was choking her heart, making it difficult for her to breathe.

"Has the young master not returned yet?" Xi Yun asked her personal maid.

"should not."

Xi Yun's eyebrows furrowed, somewhat agitated. The mother-daughter bond that originated from blood ties and the depths of her soul suddenly became sharp and painful, as if countless needles were repeatedly pricking her. Her heart clenched and ached. She groaned, bent over, and her face turned deathly pale.

it hurts!

"Madam..." The old woman was startled and quickly stepped forward to help her up.

Xi Yun brushed her hand away, breathing heavily. She raised her head, her eyes bloodshot, her face pale and covered in cold sweat, which soaked her temples.

An ominous premonition, like a cold, venomous snake, coiled around her neck, tightening its grip.

She rushed to the Taoist room in a panic, ran to the incense table where her ancestors were enshrined, and tremblingly took out an ancient sandalwood box. She opened it, and inside, lay a stick of incense, only three inches long, completely black, but with faint blue patterns flowing through it. It was the family's most precious treasure and the only remaining spiritual incense.

Making incense with spiritual power is not easy and has been passed down from generation to generation. The materials required for this incense are extremely rare in the world. Even if you can obtain the materials, you need to have a high level of spiritual power to make the incense.

The Spirit Incense can summon a deity to possess you, allowing you to rewind time, connect with the souls of your closest blood relatives, and peek into their past and future. However, the price is extremely high, and it should not be used lightly unless absolutely necessary. Moreover, once the incense is used up, it is gone.

At this moment, Xi Yun hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth and took it out. After washing her hands, she sat cross-legged on a futon and took out the spirit incense. Her eyes showed reluctance, but she still put it in the incense holder.

The Xi family originally came from the Xuan clan. Her ancestors had a naturally spiritual body, but this constitution was accompanied by a short lifespan and few descendants. However, when the Xuan clan was in power, the Xi family was able to make a name for themselves thanks to this ancestor.

Unfortunately, the family had no successors and gradually declined. By her generation, there were no more people with innate spiritual bodies in the family. Even Xi Yun herself only inherited half of the spiritual body. Her cultivation level was not high, and she had to rely on spiritual incense if she wanted to communicate with spirits.

If it weren't for her background, how could she have become the wife of the young master of the Rong family?

But unfortunately, she was only a mistress in name only, and later even that title was gone, all because of that night…

Forget the past.

Fortunately, she was lucky enough to give birth to a young master with the potential to become the next heir, and she still rose in status because of her son.

Xi Yun took a deep breath, shaking off the jumbled thoughts in her mind. She formed hand seals and murmured incantations. As her aura circulated, the incense stick inserted in the incense holder spontaneously combusted without flame, its tip glowing with a ghostly blue spark.

A wisp of bluish-black smoke rose up, swayed slightly, and then condensed into a slender and eerie black snake, which silently burrowed into Xi Yun's brow.

"Hmm!" Xi Yun's body trembled violently, her eyes instantly lost focus, her pupils dilated, and a bizarre and rapidly changing scene was reflected in her eyes. Her consciousness was forcibly pulled into that scene.

Xi Yun began to tremble. Her eyeballs under her eyelids trembled incessantly, her originally pink lips turned pale, and she made strange, hoarse noises uncontrollably, shouting something indistinctly.

"no, do not want."

She felt extreme pain, not from the body, but from the projection of blood ties; it was Rong Huanxuan's pain that was projected into the depths of her soul, making her feel it as if it were her own.

Xi Yun's body trembled violently. She saw Prince Jing's bedroom, Rong Huanxuan driven mad by shock and rage, all forces attacking her relentlessly, and finally she saw the head of the family, who, for the sake of righteousness, betrayed his own family and ruthlessly killed her. Xuan'er's Dao root was shattered, and she was on the verge of death...

"Ah!" Hate and overwhelming fear engulfed Xi Yun. She clawed at the floor with her fingers and screamed wildly.

boom.

The images in her mind shattered suddenly, like fragile glass.

"No!" A shrill, inhuman scream burst from Xi Yun's mouth. She suddenly opened her eyes, her chest throbbed with pain, her blood rushed to her head, and a mouthful of her heart's blood spurted from her mouth, landing on the floor and turning into bluish-black smoke. She looked weak and her temples turned gray rapidly.

Xi Yun gasped for breath, her hands, which had broken and bled from scratching the floor, clutched her chest. Her eyes seemed to be stained red with blood as she murmured, "Impossible, fake, it's all fake!"

How could the patriarch be so resolute as to cripple Xuan'er? Even if everyone forced him, he is the patriarch of the Rong family, possessing the cultivation of Foundation Establishment. Why would he fear a few elders, the young master of the palace, and...

Xi Yun's eyes bled.

Lang! Jiu! Chuan!
It was her. She orchestrated everything. She repeatedly stirred things up, spouting righteousness and morality while being aggressive and forcing the head of the family to cripple Xuan'er, pushing her into an abyss of no return. This was her revenge!

Thinking of this, Xi Yun vomited two mouthfuls of dark blood.

If I had known this would happen, I should have crushed that little bitch's body to ashes back then to prevent future troubles.

One wrong step leads to another, resulting in endless trouble and regret.

And the patriarch, how could he be so ruthless? He, the dignified patriarch, couldn't even protect his heir and let them coerce him. That was his daughter, his only heir. How could he do such a thing?

He has such a cruel heart.

"Madam, something has happened!" the old woman cried out in alarm from outside.

Xi Yun froze, then jumped up from the ground. Realizing something, she staggered out and ran to Rong Huanxuan's courtyard. The Daoist doctor was already there, as were the elders. She could even smell the fragrance of elixirs.

She barged in and saw the imposing and arrogant man standing by the bed, his expression unreadable.

Xi Yun walked in with difficulty and immediately saw her daughter, whose face was as pale as paper and whose life force was as faint as a candle flickering in the wind, lying quietly on the couch. Even the rise and fall of her chest was so weak that it was barely noticeable.

She opened her mouth, but no sound came out. She looked at the Rong family head in disbelief, her eyes filled with shock, questioning, accusation, and extreme resentment.

"How could you, how could you be so cruel? She is your... uh!" Xi Yun's words were choked in her throat.

She stared in horror, her eyes wide, her hands scratching at his hand that was gripping her neck, struggling incessantly.

The Rong family head looked at her with icy eyes, his eyes filled with endless killing intent. The woman in front of him had brought an heir to the Rong family, but she also bore an inescapable responsibility for today's disaster.

In his mind, Lang Jiuchuan's slightly provocative words echoed: "You were the ones who struck first..."

It was Xi Yun, a woman with shortsightedness, who, out of jealousy and hatred, provoked that madman.

It was she who, by failing to nip the problem in the bud, brought forth such a formidable enemy!
The Rong family head's hand tightened suddenly until Xi Yun fainted, then he threw her to the ground and said, "Take the madam away and keep her under strict guard. She is not allowed to leave the courtyard."

(End of this chapter)