The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 475 Be the one who flips the table!
Lang Jiuchuan frankly told Lang Zhengping and the others about the current situation she and the Lang family were facing, in order to remind them. In addition, she would move to the shop to live. As for Canglan Temple, she would also go there, but when and where she would cultivate was not up to Emperor Anhe.

She made the cuts in advance.

Lang Zhengping felt somewhat defeated. In the end, the Lang family was useless and could not be her support. Instead, they became a hindrance. It turned out that they were really dragging her down. When she returned home for the funeral, she cursed her brothers as good-for-nothings, and she was right to do so!
Lang Zhengping didn't try to persuade Lang Jiuchuan with any sentimental words about advancing and retreating together. He wasn't qualified to say such things, nor was he entitled to. He could only follow her instructions and try to minimize the presence of the Lang family.

Having finally returned home, and now having to leave again, Lang Jiuchuan went to his elder brother's courtyard to visit Yuan Ge'er.

Now that they had been adopted, their family had moved to a different courtyard, next to Langjiuchuan and Cui's courtyard, so that they could better serve Cui.

In just over two months, Yuan Ge'er grew very well, not at all like a premature baby. When he saw Lang Jiuchuan, he was so excited that he moved his hands and feet together with great strength.

Pan was somewhat envious. Her son was not usually as lively and active as he was now; he was definitely closer to his aunt.

She glanced at the identical phoenix eyes of the aunt and niece and felt the wonder of blood ties. Although Lang Jiuchuan and her husband were only cousins ​​and had little resemblance, her son had the same eyebrows and eyes as her.

Despite her cold exterior, Lang Jiuchuan is incredibly patient with children.

Lang Jiuchuan took Yuan Ge'er's pulse and saw that it was strong and healthy. He smiled with satisfaction and said to Madam Pan, "Let him continue to soak in the medicinal bath recipe I left behind. From now on, Madam, you can take him to the small study in my courtyard for two hours every day."

Madam Pan was taken aback, and asked cautiously, "Is my sister going on a long journey?"

"No, I'll rarely live in the manor anymore..." Before Lang Jiuchuan could finish speaking, the little guy let out a whimper, his eyes filled with tears, and his chubby little hands tightly gripped her clothes.

“Yuan-ge’er is reluctant to part with his aunt,” Madam Pan said playfully.

Lang Jiuchuan met his gaze: "Be sensible. We are both people who are going to do great things. We don't need to cry and whine."

Yuan Ge'er let out a sound of surprise.

Lang Jiuchuan rarely smiled, tapped his forehead, and said with gentle eyes, "Fine, you can grow up a little slower."

When peace and tranquility prevail in the future, and there are fewer filthy people, people will feel more free and unrestrained.

I only hope that you will be basking in the sunlight, dressed in fine clothes and riding a spirited horse, living a carefree and prosperous life.

Yuan Ge'er held her fingers, his pure, large eyes fixed on her, reflecting her features.

Lang Jiuchuan teased him for a while, and seeing that he was sleepy, he handed him over to Madam Pan. He then turned around and went to Madam Cui's courtyard, saying the same thing to her, but adding, "I have set up an array in my little study, so the spiritual energy is more abundant. It will be good for your and the child's health."

Madam Cui seemed not to have heard, and said, "You don't plan to come back in the future?"

Lang Jiuchuan paused for a moment, then said, "Just pretend I never came back."

These words, like a soft knife, pierced Cui's heart, causing tears to well up in her eyes and a bitter smile to appear on her face.

The two were relatively speechless.

Lang Jiuchuan rose to take her leave, and only then did Madam Cui ask from behind her, "What is the truth? Is it possible for me to know?"

Lang Jiuchuan paused, "The truth is often cruel. Being too persistent will not do you any good, Madam." "It's just death anyway. I only want the truth."

Lang Jiuchuan turned around, looked at her, and after a long while said, "You probably weren't wrong back then."

what?
Cui was stunned.

Lang Jiuchuan didn't elaborate further. It wasn't the right time yet. Once she captured the soul of the Rong family head, the truth would be revealed. She would explain everything to him then.

As Cui watched her figure disappear through the door, her hands trembled. What did she mean by those words? If she hadn't misread it back then, was she referring to the mystery of her daughter's birth?

Cui wanted to chase after him to find out the truth, but for some reason, she didn't move. Lang Jiuchuan said he hadn't seen wrong, which meant that she was someone else. How should this mother and daughter, who didn't seem like mother and daughter, deal with each other?
Jiang Che squatted on Lang Jiuchuan's shoulder, watching Cui Shi sob softly on the small table, and said, "If the truth is revealed, won't she be able to bear it?"

Both the original owner of this fake daughter and Lang Jiuchuan himself are dead.

This rebirth is nothing more than divine mercy, no, it is thanks to someone's support that the truth has a chance to see the light of day again.

Lang Jiuchuan said, "She got what she wanted; it was her own choice."

Jiang Che scoffed: "A cold, hard woman!"

"Now is not the time to talk about this. Instead of worrying about these skills, we should cultivate more, accumulate more great merits, and become famous throughout the world. That is what matters." Lang Jiuchuan looked up, his gaze fixed on the direction of the imperial city: "The more merits one accumulates, the more power one has for one's vows, which will make cultivation twice as effective. I have no one behind me, so I will let the people of this Great Dan be my support."

Faced with absolute strength, all schemes and tricks are just paper tigers. She needs to seek external forces, but she also needs to strengthen her own strength. Only when she is strong enough will her opponents not dare to act rashly. Once her strength far surpasses theirs and she has the ability to overturn the table at any time, it is hard to say who will be crushed!
"I've already sat down at this table. Whether I flip it or not is up to me!" Lang Jiuchuan looked at his hands and snorted coldly.

Jiang Che didn't speak, but flashed back into the small nine-tower and said to the weapon spirit wooden fish, "This woman has already shown her fangs."

The wooden fish slowly tapped Zheng Yangzi's soul and said, "The strong prey on the weak; if you don't advance, you retreat. Showing your fangs to others is always better than falling under their fangs."

"I thought you would say that Buddha is merciful, and that one can become a Buddha on the spot after laying down the butcher's knife!" Jiang Che mocked.

The wooden fish drum clanged loudly: "Don't you know that the Buddha of Killing Living Beings exists?"

Jiang Che: "!"

Whether it exists or not is unknown, but I know you're a master of arguing.

It was too lazy to argue with the wooden fish spirit, so it went to the top of the tower to comprehend the Buddhist and Taoist teachings left by Master Basil. It wanted to become stronger, which was much more difficult than human cultivation!
Lang Jiuchuan shook her head slightly at the scene inside the small tower. When she returned to her study, she saw that the communication jade talisman had activated. She picked it up and entered the Daoist rhyme, and Gong Tinglan's voice came through.

Master Rong is coming to Wujing. He gave him the address of the Wanshi Shop.

Lang Jiuchuan's heart skipped a beat, but he used Daoist magic to send a message to the jade talisman: "The Wanshi Shop is pointless, go somewhere else!"

There's a better meeting place than Yorozumi's Shop: the haunted Ren family mansion!

She was very curious about how this man would react when he saw her, and whether he knew the truth.
　Okay, I'll fill in two chapters to transition! I admit it!

　　(End of this chapter)