The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 472 Who else but you dare to defy the imperial majesty?
It’s cold, so cold!

My blood felt as if it were encountering extreme cold, growing colder inch by inch, icy and bone-chilling, and my body stiffened.

Emperor Anhe's teeth chattered, his body shivered from the cold, and his breath turned to frost. Soon, frost appeared on his eyebrows.

The head eunuch was terrified. When he touched him, he was so cold by the man's aura that he quickly withdrew his hand.

"His Majesty……"

Lang Jiuchuan offered a thunder talisman to Emperor Anhe.

Emperor Anhe stared wide-eyed at the talisman flying towards him, his pupils dilating in terror, his face filled with disbelief. Could she really dare to murder the emperor?

"Protect the Emperor!" he screamed, but no sound came out. Suddenly, a thunderclap boomed overhead. He closed his eyes and trembled, his lower body suddenly relaxed.

Emperor Anhe's body stiffened as he felt a warm, righteous aura enveloping him, expelling the chill within his body. He couldn't help but open his eyes, and as soon as he moved, he noticed that his lower body was wet, and a foul odor reached his nose, making his scalp tingle.

The chief eunuch lay prostrate on the ground, wishing he could die, not daring to move even as the yellow liquid seeped between his fingers.

Good heavens, I'm afraid I'll have to go and serve you!

The chill had subsided, but Emperor Anhe, feeling the dampness of his clothes and crotch, glared at Lang Jiuchuan with a lingering coldness on his face: "Lang Jiuchuan! How dare you!"

Lang Jiuchuan calmly performed a Taoist salute and said, "Extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures. Your Majesty's insidious poison has flared up. If it is not eliminated, it will enter your lungs and become a serious problem. I used the talisman before Your Majesty only for the sake of Your Majesty's health. Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"

Emperor Anhe: "!"

His eyes were dark as he stared intently at her, thinking to himself, "This illusion, this insidious poison, wave after wave, isn't it all her doing?"

Now she's pretending to be innocent with him, what a fine Lang Shi Jiu Niang!

Emperor Anhe had intended to intimidate her, but she turned the tables and intimidated him instead. This humiliation left him feeling frustrated and angry.

But what terrified and frightened him even more was that if he harbored murderous intent towards her, his body would become chilled to the bone. Was it really a poisonous substance entering his body, or had Lang Jiuchuan done something?
This Lang Jiuchuan actually possesses such bizarre and unpredictable methods, managing to drag him, the emperor of the mortal realm and the true Son of Heaven, into that terrifying nightmare illusion without a sound, and even control his emotions.

This is not just a warning, but a naked and overwhelming deterrent!
She was going against the royal family and against him, the emperor; she was disregarding imperial authority!

Overwhelmed with shock and anger, Emperor Anhe felt a metallic taste rise in his throat, which he forced down. His fingers trembled as he pointed at Lang Jiuchuan: "You, you're very good!"

Lang Jiuchuan's face remained calm, and the corner of his lips twitched slightly: "Your Majesty flatters me. I was merely stating the facts. I hope you will not take offense!"

Emperor Anhe took a deep breath and said, "What exactly is this insidious poison? Prince Jing, he..."

"Prince Jing also died from the onset of the insidious poison. He was rejected by the Heavenly Dao, and I suppose he was truly the one I was destined to harm." Lang Jiuchuan said with a half-smile, "A marriage alliance that defies the Heavenly Dao will naturally suffer a backlash. Not to mention, I was recently listed in the Record of Merits for Slaying Evil in the Surveillance Department, which is known throughout the world as a meritorious person, yet I am treated like this. This is against the harmony of Heaven!"

These words were like a poisoned dagger, stabbing deeply into Emperor Anhe's heart, causing his blood to churn violently, and the mouthful of blood he had just swallowed surged back up his throat. He gasped for breath, his voice sinister as he said, "So you're threatening me to retract my order?"

Lang Jiuchuan shook his head: "I dare not presume to do so. The grace of Heaven is boundless, and this is a blessing I could never have asked for. Becoming a member of the royal family and being able to enjoy the fortune of the royal dragon vein will be like adding wings to my cultivation path."

I dare not, but I think you dare to do so. You are the one who dares to offend the majesty of Heaven!
Emperor Anhe sneered. He even discerned another meaning in his words: once she absorbed the dragon vein's fortune, she would become a force to be reckoned with!

His eyes flickered with a mixture of emotions. He dared not even imagine how powerful she would be if she truly possessed the blessing of the dragon vein. Making her a member of the royal family would be like catching a mouse in a rice jar—it would be stolen away sooner or later.

Emperor Anhe suppressed his anger and forced himself to remain calm, saying, "Fine, since you are unwilling, and Prince Jing has already passed away, this arranged marriage will be called off." He then changed the subject, saying, "However, since you say that this arranged marriage is to cut off your path to enlightenment, and since you have the will to slay demons and monsters and the heart to punish evil and protect the righteous path, why not enter the Canglan Temple to cultivate, so as to pray for the well-being of the people of my Great Dan!"

Canglan Temple is a Taoist temple built by the royal family. It is located on Tiancang Mountain in the northern suburbs of Wujing and is extremely popular. It is also the place where the royal family enshrines the elders for cultivation.

This means that if a marriage arrangement doesn't work out, they're resorting to recruitment; no, they're making her wear a hair ornament and become a nun?

Lang Jiuchuan's gaze was deep and unfathomable.

"What, you still refuse?" Emperor Anhe's tone was icy, his voice suddenly turning stern: "I withdrew my decree because I considered your concern for the common people and the righteous path, and I did not force you. Your entry into the Canglan Temple to cultivate and pray for blessings is not contrary to your wishes. You do have some ability, and I have seen it today. But you must remember, this world belongs to the Tantai clan. Under the whole heaven, all land belongs to the king! On the shores of the earth, all people are subjects of the king! The Lang family behind you should understand this very well."

This warning, though stern in tone, was also a display of imperial power to Lang Jiuchuan, and a reminder that she was not alone and should not implicate her family.

Lang Jiuchuan listened quietly, expressionless, not even glancing up, except for his fingers, which were tucked into his sleeve, curling slightly.

She lowered her eyes, a faint smile curving her lips, and said in a cool voice, "Your Majesty's teachings will be remembered. Canglan Temple, right? I will definitely go there after I recover."

Emperor Anhe was slightly taken aback; why did he agree so readily?

He couldn't help but look at Lang Jiuchuan with some suspicion, his eyes full of inquiry. This woman was rebellious by nature, and his suggestion was bound to hit her sore spot. Why did she agree so readily?

Could there be something supernatural going on here?

Lang Jiuchuan merely bowed slightly and said, "If Your Majesty has no further instructions, I shall take my leave now!"

Having said that, she stopped looking at Emperor Anhe's face, turned around and walked out of the disgusting and suffocating side hall.

Outside the palace, the sunlight of the Five Poisons Month was blinding. Lang Jiuchuan reached out and made a canopy over his brow bone, then suddenly laughed out loud, but the laughter did not reach his eyes.

Under the whole heaven, all land belongs to the king?
Within the realm, who is not a subject of the king?
Using imperial power to oppress her, using relatives to threaten her?

What a fine lineage of the Tantai royal family! What a fine Emperor Anhe!

Lang Jiuchuan slowly walked down the steps, the sunlight casting her shadow long. The guards standing in front of the side hall watched her departing figure and felt that her slender back was particularly lonely, like a murderous blade about to be born, with a sharp edge that could cut through all shackles, stirring up bloodshed and chaos in this magnificent palace cage, no longer peaceful.

The guard looked at the dark clouds gathering overhead and muttered, "Is the weather about to change?"