The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 558 Without eliminating this trait, there will never be peace.

The mother and daughter's reunion was deeply moving. Lang Jiuchuan gave Wen Yue a moment to process her feelings, allowing her to hold the child and vent her long-held pain, regret, and grievances. She then went to the side to ask Wen Ze about Lu Ruiting's situation.

The stench emanating from them made her feel uneasy; the filth was mixed with a faint smell of corpses, which could only mean they had been in contact with corpses or were poisoned by them.

Lang Jiuchuan gave Fu Qi a look and said, "Notify Gong Qi to have the Surveillance Department investigate."

Fu Qi frowned and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"Being afflicted with such corpse aura means it's not just a simple contact with a corpse. If the corpse forms corpse poison, and the poisoned person unknowingly comes into contact with others, it can spread from person to person, even leading to death. If it's a plague, it would be even more troublesome," Lang Jiuchuan said. "Although this isn't our responsibility, and it doesn't matter whether a hypocrite like Lu Ruiting lives or dies, if something happens because of him, it's a matter of life and death. Notifying the Surveillance Department to take preventative measures is the right thing to do."

Moreover, she had a feeling that things might not be going well in Da Dan. She had no evidence, but her intuition was terrifying. Especially after learning that the Grand Preceptor was Tantai Wuji, she felt even more strongly that he couldn't wait any longer!

Fu Qi nodded.

Seeing her solemn expression, Wen Ze and Lang Caining couldn't help but exchange a glance, feeling somewhat apprehensive. They subconsciously sniffed their own bodies, wondering if it was some kind of psychological suggestion, but they felt there was an indescribable stench about them.

Upon seeing this, Lang Jiuchuan said, "You're alright. If you really feel unlucky, go back and pick some pomelo leaves and mugwort, boil them together, and take a bath. Keep the jade talisman on your body and don't take it off."

Before she could finish speaking, and before Wen Ze could reply, Wen Yue, carrying the swaddled baby, rushed over and knelt down before Lang Jiuchuan, kowtowing profusely: "Sister Celestial Master, thank you for your great kindness, thank you..."

She was incoherent and sobbing uncontrollably.

Lang Caining stepped forward to help her up and went to take the swaddled baby in her arms, but Wen Yue held her tightly, her expression somewhat wary.

"Elder sister, you're still weak. What if you fall? You're holding her too tightly; her face is turning red from holding on. Let us check on her. She'll be alright," Lang Caining said gently.

Wen Yue then looked at the child, whose little face was indeed flushed. She immediately let go and handed the child over, but her eyes never left the child, and her gaze was full of affection.

A heart ailment requires a heart remedy, and a child is a gentle and soothing medicine. Now that she has regained her child, her illness seems to have subsided considerably. However, after being ill for half a year, her body is too weak to recover quickly.

Lang Caining looked at the child, and Wen Ze also came over to take a look. The child had a rosy complexion and her eyebrows and eyes looked more like Wen Yue's. The feeling of blood connection arose spontaneously, and he, as her uncle, also felt pity for this niece with a tragic fate. He reached out and touched her face.

Lang Jiuchuan invited them into the elegant room and briefly explained the whole story. The child was taken away because of her destiny, but she didn't say what she wanted to do with her, and it was something they couldn't stop her from doing.

“This child was born with the noble destiny of a phoenix. After she was taken away, she was bound by a life-and-death pact, which I have now broken. She now possesses the power of the meridians I opened for her. To put it bluntly, if she were to cultivate the Dao, her comprehension would be stronger than others. But I think this is not what you want.” Lang Jiuchuan looked at Wen Yue and slowly explained, “Moreover, she has been targeted. Although I have found her now, if she continues to possess this destiny, she will still be plotted against…”

This innate phoenix destiny is both a blessing and a death warrant. Since the Imperial Preceptor has already set his sights on this child, and even used her to open the child's meridians and inject pure Daoist power, which is equivalent to helping him temper the child's phoenix destiny body, will he still let this child go?

No.

If this pattern is not eliminated, there will never be peace!
Wen Yue screamed, "Who, who is so heartless and insane?"

“He’s someone you can’t afford to offend, not even the Duke’s mansion, or rather, not even many aristocratic families combined.” Lang Jiuchuan toyed with the bone bell at his waist and said, “Even I haven’t been able to see the full picture of his schemes.” Wen Ze’s expression changed: “Is he a cultivator?”

Lang Jiuchuan nodded.

The crowd looked solemn. They knew that the person was from the Daoist sect, and that was indeed someone they couldn't contend with.

"Does cultivating the Tao mean you can do whatever you want?" Wen Yue's eyes turned red with anger.

Lang Jiuchuan's voice was icy: "No, only those who have no bottom line and no humanity would do such a thing. Such people are commonly known as evil cultivators. And he is an old monster who will stop at nothing!"

"Do you know who it is?" Wen Yue immediately grasped the key point.

"The current imperial advisor." Lang Jiuchuan didn't hide it. It was good if one more person disliked him, even if it added up.

Everyone looked horrified: "Grand Preceptor, you're saying the one who committed evil is the Grand Preceptor?"

No, the Imperial Advisor is like the guardian deity of Dadan. How could he do such a vicious thing as separating a mother and child? What is his intention?

"The Imperial Preceptor's cultivation is unfathomable, and he is cunning and shrewd. You should not provoke him. Just keep that in mind, lest you bring disaster upon your family. It would be easy for him to destroy a ducal family." Lang Jiuchuan said, "I can break the child's destiny, but if this destiny is broken, it means that her future life may not be smooth sailing, and she will never become the concubine or empress as the Phoenix Destiny says."

As she said this, she glanced at Wen Ze unintentionally.

If a family produces someone who can become an heir, it is an immense fortune. These noble families are willing to give it up.

Wen Yue said, "Then she'll be able to live a good life, right?"

"To be honest, I can't guarantee it. But I think that once she loses this destiny that is both a blessing and a curse, she's already a useless piece of chess. It's unlikely that she would be the target of the Grand Preceptor's schemes, is it?" Lang Jiuchuan glanced at the swaddling clothes and said, "I can't predict her life, and even if I did, it wouldn't necessarily be unchanging. After all, everyone has their ups and downs."

“No amount of immense wealth can compare to her peace and happiness. I don’t need her to possess those things. I only hope that she won’t live in fear and trembling under the schemes of others, especially schemes that we cannot resist.” Wen Yue knelt down before Lang Jiuchuan again: “People always say that wealth and honor are sought in danger, but if this fate brings more misfortune than fortune, then my daughter doesn’t need to seek this wealth and honor. If you, Heavenly Master Sister, can break this curse for her, I, as her mother, am willing to shield her from all calamities and karmic retribution.”

After she finished speaking, she prostrated herself on the ground and performed a deep bow.

Lang Jiuchuan neither dodged nor avoided the question: "Even if she might not be able to escape this calamity?"

Wen Yue's fingertips trembled slightly as she raised her head and said, "Then I, as her mother, will accompany her."

Wen Ze opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end it turned into a sigh. He cupped his hands to Lang Jiuchuan and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you with everything, Ninth Sister."

(End of this chapter)