The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 535 The Palace of Children is Passive, Trying to Cover Up the Truth
Seeing Wen Yue's cooperation, Lang Jiuchuan didn't blame her. He stretched out two fingers and gently placed them on her thin wrist. The touch was icy cold, and there was a faint trace of evil energy in addition to the coldness.

Lang Jiuchuan glanced at her. When she was quiet, Wen Yue seemed harmless, but her mind was as fragile as glass. She couldn't handle the slightest stimulation, but was it just because she had lost her daughter?

Not necessarily!

Lang Jiuchuan carefully took her pulse. Her pulse was deep, weak, and thready, especially the radial pulse, which was irregular and almost unpredictable. This indicated that she had never received proper care after childbirth, or rather, the care had been ineffective due to her emotional imbalance and had only exacerbated her condition.

She switched hands, and the pulse became irregular. She couldn't help but withdraw her hand and sigh. The rough pulse indicated blood stasis, the thin pulse indicated qi deficiency, and the irregular pulse indicated damage to both heart qi and blood.

Wen Yue had evil qi in her body, with heavy cold and dampness and stagnant qi, which caused the qi in her meridians to be blocked. In addition, she had postpartum imbalance, resulting in qi and blood deficiency and insufficient vital energy. Furthermore, she had depression in her heart, which led to emotional imbalance. She suffered damage to both her body and mind. It would be strange if she did not go crazy.

"How is it?" Lang Caining asked anxiously as she saw her withdraw her hand. "Can it be cured?"

Lang Jiuchuan looked at Wen Yue and explained calmly, "Her body has been ruined. Women lose blood and fluids after childbirth, and their qi and blood are severely depleted. They need careful conditioning and rest, but she didn't. She couldn't tolerate the nourishment and became weaker day by day. In addition, she was overthinking because of the loss of her child, which caused her liver qi to stagnate and turn into fire, disturbing her mind and spirit. Phlegm clouded her senses, and she even became mentally unstable and went mad."

Lang Caining felt terrible. She had married well, but because of the loss of her child, she had become a wretched person.

Lang Jiuchuan frowned slightly. Although Wen Yue's pulse was dangerous, it was not enough to fully explain Wen Yue's deep obsession. She was still young, and with proper treatment, it was not impossible for her to be reborn.

But her obsession with this child was almost insane, a near-desperate collapse rooted in the depths of her soul, a sign of her lifeblood drying up.

Unless, as Lang Caining claims, her harmonious marriage is merely superficial, as indicated by the marital palace in her facial features.

As she pondered, Lang Caining tried to comfort Wen Yue, saying, "Sister Yue, you're still young. Take good care of yourself, and you and your brother-in-law can get pregnant again..."

"There won't be any more!" Wen Yue suddenly raised her head, a terrifying light flashing in her eyes, her voice shrill and desperate: "There won't be any more! This child, I prayed to so many gods and Buddhas for so many times, I humbled myself so much, it was only because God took pity on me that my wish was granted. But now it's gone, it's gone, and He won't give me another child, He won't..."

Wen Yue seemed to have a nerve triggered, she was crying and laughing at the same time, muttering that she couldn't do it anymore.

Lang Jiuchuan's eyes flashed.

Hard-won?

That's probably the root of her problem.

Lang Jiuchuan silently and carefully examined Wen Yue's face. Although she looked haggard due to illness, one could still vaguely see that her bridge of the nose was full and her nose was straight, which was a sign of a woman who would bring prosperity to her husband and children. However, at this moment, a thick and persistent bluish-gray aura shrouded her forehead, which directly invaded her marital palace. This indicated that her marital relationship was weak and that her husband had a great negative influence on her.

They still pretend to be a harmonious couple in front of others. Look at Wen Yue's eyes, which are full of bloodshot veins and have thick dark circles under them. It couldn't have happened in a short time. She must have been worrying day and night for a long time.

However, what Lang Jiuchuan found strange was that, despite the discord between the couple, there was a faint, almost dissipated trace of purple aura between her brows, a trace that shouldn't belong to her.

Born with a phoenix-like destiny and noble character, it seems that what they said was true. Wen Yue really did give birth to a child with an extremely precious destiny!
Lang Jiuchuan became interested and asked Lang Caining if she knew Wen Yue's birth date and time. Before Lang Caining could answer, the bewildered Wen Yue talked for an hour on her own.

Lang Jiuchuan summoned the Judge's Brush and wrote down Wen Yue's birth date and time. Unsurprisingly, he saw the glittering merits and vows of Wen Yue's past life. Children born to those with great merits often have excellent destinies. If the person being reborn also accumulates good fortune, they are very likely to be born with a noble destiny. Heaven is not stingy with its rewards; this is what people often refer to as accumulating good deeds in secret, or accumulating blessings.

“Huh…” Lang Jiuchuan’s expression immediately turned serious when he saw that a woman was listed under her name in the Book of Fate.

If the child has died, her current fate book will not show that she has any children.

Lang Jiuchuan then looked at Wen Yue's children's palace, which was dark and sunken. There was a hanging needle line on the right eyelid of her daughter, which indicated that she would lose a son.

No, the facial features don't match the current destiny book.

Someone has altered her children's palace, attempting to cover it up!
Lang Jiuchuan's eyes were cold.

"Ninth Sister, what's wrong?" Lang Caining looked at her gloomy face and couldn't help but feel uneasy. Had she discovered something wrong? She looked quite frightening.

Just then, footsteps sounded outside the door. Wen Yue's husband, Lu Ruiting, the young master of the Lu family, rushed back upon hearing the news and was led in by a maid.

Lang Jiuchuan looked up and saw that Lu Ruiting was handsome and refined. He looked anxious and went straight to the bedside as soon as he entered: "Yue'er, how are you? Why are you sick again?"

His tone seemed concerned and worried, but it clearly didn't reach his eyes. Instead, it revealed disdain, annoyance, and a deep-seated loathing and indifference.

Lang Jiuchuan's gaze swept across his face, and he sneered inwardly. Then, seeing Wen Yue's even more stiff movements than his, he felt a pang of regret.

The root cause of the problem has been found.

Why should she be in such a predicament? She is a noble lady from a high-ranking family, one of the Four Beauties of Wujing, and she has a good homosexual husband. If she senses something is wrong, she can ask her family to intervene and kick him out. With her status and family background, she could easily find many handsome men to marry.

It just so happens to be tied to this rotten tree!
Lu Ruiting has high brow ridges and eyes that, while seemingly charming, have an unpredictable and shifty gaze, making him a hypocrite with a sanctimonious appearance. His nose, though high, has a bump, indicating a stubborn and selfish nature. Most notably, his marital palace is dull and lackluster, with intersecting lines, suggesting a weak marital bond and a lack of genuine affection between husband and wife. How can he possibly feign love and harmony in front of others? These subtle details reveal the truth.

Lang Jiuchuan knew that he was a homosexual because his nasal root area was cloudy and turbid, exuding a yin and turbid aura. This was not caused by women, but was a sign of homosexuality and premature ejaculation.

Lang Jiuchuan felt a little nauseous. Seeing him hypocritically bow and apologize to Lang Caining, and then take all the blame upon himself, making Lang Caining feel embarrassed to blame him, he began to understand how people could believe such things.

This is all because Lu Ruiting, despite coming from a prestigious family, adopted an extremely humble attitude, never mentioning his wife's mistakes or madness, taking full responsibility himself, and adopting a subservient stance as if she was right and he was the only one at fault.

So proper and elegant, with the demeanor of a gentleman from a prestigious family, yet the mask he wears is almost completely hidden on his face; who could see the ferocity and ugliness beneath it?

Seeing Wen Yue's pained expression, as if she was about to break down, Lang Jiuchuan interrupted Lu Ruiting's feigned concern and said, "Third Sister, the feng shui here is not good for Wen Yue. If she returns to the Duke's Mansion to recuperate, she will surely recover!"

A cold glint suddenly flashed in Lu Ruiting's eyes!
(End of this chapter)