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"You...you have clear eyes, you are neither humble nor arrogant, you are blessed with good fortune, you are the lucky star."

As soon as the Taoist priest finished speaking, everyone present looked ashen-faced as if they were dead.

Chu Zhanpeng, in particular, looked at Chu Xunzhen in disbelief, and even took a few steps back.

"Taoist Master, are you sure you're not mistaken? The current Imperial Preceptor also comes from your Baiyun Temple. He personally predicted that this woman is a jinx. The lucky star is Rou'er, who is right beside me," Chu Zhanpeng hurriedly said.

He did not accept this result.

If Chu Xun is truly the lucky star, then what has he been doing all these years?

Li Yi also could not accept it.

She hated herself for giving birth to a jinx, and she loathed the jinx even more.

If Chu Xun is truly a lucky star, then haven't she been hating the wrong person all these years?

Master Piaomiao took out a compass from his person, looked at Chu Xunzhen, then pointed the compass at Chu Wanrou, and walked around the four corners of the courtyard before speaking.

"This woman was born with good fortune, but her luck has been stolen by others for many years. If she had grown up in the Marquis's mansion, you would have been blessed by her long ago, and you might have become Dukes by now."

Chu Zhanpeng's expression changed; he couldn't believe it.

Li Yi looked completely bewildered.

Suddenly, she gripped Chu Wanrou's sleeve tightly and said to the ethereal Taoist priest, "Even if the Ninth Princess is a lucky star, Rou'er's fate must be extremely good, right?"

Chu Wanrou was pulled forward by Li Yi.

Her gaze darted away, and she felt somewhat guilty under the watchful eyes of the ethereal Taoist priest.

The ethereal Taoist shook his head and sighed, his gaze turning slightly cold as he said, "Weak body, meager fortune, and utterly wicked—this woman has come to absorb your family's good fortune. The worse you are, the better she is."

Chu Wanrou's expression changed, and her eyes filled with tears.

"Master, why do you say such things about me? Did my sister hire you to frame me?"

As she spoke, Chu Wanrou looked at Chu Xunzhen again, clutching her handkerchief and wiping away her tears, saying, "Sister, now that you are a princess and I have married into the Marquis of Zhongyi's household, I will not compete with you anymore. Why can't you bear to see me doing well? Why do you have to conspire with this girl to harm me?"

Chu Mingli said, "Rou'er wouldn't even step on an ant normally. How could she be so wicked?"

Chu Xunzhen curled her lips into a deep smile: "That's because she doesn't have to lift her own foot; you'll all help her stomp the ants to death."

Chu Mingli was about to retort, but the ethereal Daoist interrupted him, saying, "Miss Chu Wanrou has a flat and round forehead. She was able to grow up in the Marquis's mansion because of the blessings of others, but she doesn't cherish it and recklessly absorbs the good fortune. The entire Marquis's mansion is already in a state of chaos and is like a dark cloud hanging over it. Soon, not only the Second Young Master Chu, but everyone in the Chu family will be punished by heaven."

Chu Zhanpeng looked astonished. Chu Wanrou had previously told her that she needed to absorb luck in order to maintain her good fortune.

Are all these behaviors wrong?

"Taoist Master, please save the Marquis's mansion! I, the Marquis, am willing to offer you gold and silver, and donate one thousand taels to Baiyun Temple every year."

Upon hearing this, Daoist Piaomiao shook his head and said, "What a pity."

Chu Zhanpeng's heart skipped a beat.

The other members of the Chu family were also uneasy.

Gu Changfeng asked, "Could you elaborate, Daoist Master? Also, would this woman's marriage into my Marquis of Loyalty and Righteousness be beneficial?"

That's a very direct question.

Chu Wanrou's face turned pale and then flushed.

Master Piaomiao glanced at Gu Changfeng and said calmly, "Today, I will only determine the fortune of the Marquis of Zhongyi's residence. The time has come, so please move to the small Buddhist hall. Furthermore, this vicious curse can only be broken by a true lucky star. Without a lucky star, it can only be alleviated."

Upon hearing this, everyone turned their gaze to Chu Xunzhen.

Chu Xunzhen chuckled and said to the crowd, "Why are you all looking at me, Princess Consort? I am no longer a member of the Marquis of Ping'an's household and will not interfere in its affairs."

Chu Zhanpeng's face was grim, but he was determined to go all out. He said to Chu Xunzhen, "Please, Your Highness, stay and help my Ping'an Marquis's mansion deal with the evil spirit. If Your Highness is willing to stay, I am willing to give you the ancient ginseng from my storeroom."

The ancient ginseng is a rare and precious medicinal herb, extremely valuable and beneficial to Nangong Yue's condition. Even the Ten Thousand Medicines Pavilion does not possess it.

Chu Xunzhen finished speaking, and Chu Zhanpeng breathed a sigh of relief.

Chu Mingli was furious: "Father, Mother, and all the elders of the clan, you have all been deceived. This woman must have been found by Chu Xunzhen from Baiyun Temple in advance. She came to the manor and said that Rou'er was not a lucky star, deliberately claiming that she herself was the lucky star. She is making a fool of the people of my Ping'an Marquis's manor, trying to make us despise Rou'er!"

Upon hearing this, Chu Wanrou looked at Chu Mingli with emotion and sobbed, "Thank you, Second Brother. I knew there were still people in the manor who were willing to believe in me."

Upon hearing this, Li Yi grasped Chu Wanrou's hands, her eyes filled with tenderness: "Rou'er, whether you are a lucky star or not, you are always your mother's most obedient and beloved daughter. Your mother will always stand by your side and will not let anyone bully you."

As she spoke, Li Yi looked at Gu Changfeng and said, "Nephew Changfeng, you and Rou'er are childhood sweethearts, and this affection is undeniable. When you proposed, you said you would treat Rou'er with all your heart, and your aunt hopes you can keep your word. Rou'er has been spoiled by me since she was little. If there is anything she doesn't understand or needs to be taken care of, I hope you and Madam Lu will take good care of her."

Lu Ruoying's expression softened.

Li Yi's words were neither humble nor arrogant, and they gave the mother and son ample face.

Lu Ruoying said to Li Yi, "Madam is too kind. I didn't understand Rou'er well enough before. I will definitely help her become a better mistress of the household in the future."

Li Yi looked at Chu Wanrou and said earnestly, "Rou'er, now that you're married, things are different from being confined to your chambers. Your mother will find two more nannies to help you. Go back and live a good life with Changfeng."

Chu Wanrou's eyes were red and filled with tears.

This time I was truly moved.

Even though that damned Taoist priest said that, did her mother still not give up on her?

The Taoist priest looked at Li Yi and said, "Madam, you should stay away from this young lady."

As soon as she finished speaking, Chu Wanrou's face turned ugly.

Chu Mingli was even more furious: "Where did this swindler come from, daring to impersonate a Taoist priest from Baiyun Temple and sow discord among us? I doubt you're from Baiyun Temple, are you?"

At this moment, Chu Xunzhen sneered, "Second Young Master Chu, Daoist Piaomiao is one of the top Daoists in Baiyun Temple. You don't even know that?"

The ethereal Taoist priest glanced at Chu Xunzhen, his beautiful, alluring eyes carrying a hint of a smile.

With just a glance, the two understood each other without saying a word.

Chu Mingli was annoyed and wanted to say something, but Chu Zhanpeng pulled him behind him.

"Master, why don't we go to the small Buddhist hall first and deal with that evil spirit?"

The Chu family members were very curious about what kind of evil thing could cause Chu Zhanpeng such fear.

The ethereal Daoist counted on his left hand, then said, "There's still half an hour left. Going there now will be about right. Perfect timing for our business."

The group walked to the small Buddhist shrine.

Even the Chu family members did not leave.

These old bones wanted to know what kind of evil thing it was.

Although Chu Zhanpeng was unwilling to let the elders of the Chu family know about these family matters, he couldn't stop these people from wanting to witness the Taoist magic of the Misty Daoist under the pretext of the Chu family's safety.

Chu Xunzhen also walked to the Chu family's Buddhist hall, with Chunxi following closely behind him.

As the group approached the small Buddhist shrine, a cool breeze emanated from it.

Everyone was incredulous.

It should be noted that the sun was shining brightly today, and it was already midday. This cool, shady atmosphere made everyone present feel a chill run down their spines.

Master Piaomiao instructed his steward to prepare water and black dog blood.

Suddenly, she looked at Chu Zhanpeng and said, "Lord Chu, I destroyed the evil artifact today and have a unique method to track down the murderer. I wonder if Lord Chu would like to use it?"

Chu Zhanpeng was about to say "okay," but then he seemed to remember something and said, "Just destroy the evil objects."

Chu Xunzhen smiled, looking at Li Yi with a hint of mockery in her eyes.

Li Yi's face was grim. She said, "Master, you ordered Daoist Piaomiao to track down the murderer. I'd like to know, if the murderer is a hundred and eight thousand miles away, how will the Daoist track him down?"

The ethereal Taoist priest looked at Li Yi and replied, "The art of tracking is wondrous and mysterious. If you wish to find out who harmed you, I will demonstrate it in a moment. Then you will know."

Chu Wanrou's face was grim. She grabbed Li Yi's arm and shook her head repeatedly, saying, "Mother, let's forget about it. Such a miraculous method might have a backlash. We can't try it lightly."

The ethereal Taoist priest's gaze fell on Chu Wanrou, who felt a sudden panic, as if he had seen right through her.

Suddenly, Chu Wanrou saw Chu Xunzhen.

On what grounds?

Chu Xunzhen was born a noble legitimate daughter. Even though her father sent someone to switch her to the Marquis's mansion, more than ten years later, Chu Xunzhen still returned here.

Now, the slight upturn of her lips seems to be mocking her.

Chu Wanrou glanced at Chu Mingli, and Chu Mingli seemed to understand what Chu Wanrou meant.

He said coldly, "Even if the Taoist priest truly understands the method of tracking, how can he know whether the person tracked down by this method is truly the one who wants to harm Mother? What if the Taoist priest is wrong? The Imperial Preceptor predicted that Rou'er is a lucky star, but now the Taoist priest says that the Ninth Prince's Consort is the lucky star. One of you must have miscalculated. It is clear that this method of tracking, if used by different people, will yield different results."

The Daoist Master Piaomiao looked at Chu Mingli with a calm gaze, sighed, shook his head, and said nothing more.

Chu Mingli felt extremely uncomfortable under her gaze.

Chu Xunzhen gave a mocking smile.

Chu Mingli and Chu Wanrou's previous sexual encounter had drained his luck once again. He had no idea what he was about to face.

Li Yi looked at Chu Mingli with concern and asked the Daoist Piaomiao, "What do you mean by that, Daoist?"

Master Piaomiao merely glanced at Li Yi without saying a word.

Li Yi was furious.

She is the wife of the Marquis of Ping'an.

This ethereal Taoist priest is far too arrogant.

However, the more arrogant she became, the more Li Yi believed she had real skills.

If she were to be obsequious and smiling, Li Yi would doubt whether she was truly a master of Baiyun Temple.

Chu Xunzhen kindly explained on Piaomiao's behalf: "Madam Hou, what the Daoist means is that your second son is probably going to be in big trouble."

Upon hearing this, Chu Mingyuan recalled his past life, in which he had been drained of his luck by Chu Wanrou and died. He said to his mother, "Mother, what the Ninth Princess Consort said is true. The Ninth Princess Consort is the lucky star, and Chu Wanrou is the jinx."

Li Yi was furious upon hearing this.

She could accept that Chu Wanrou wasn't a lucky star, but just an ordinary woman. But she couldn't accept that Chu Wanrou was a jinx.

If Chu Xun is truly the lucky star, then what does it mean that she has hated her as a jinx for so many years?

Isn't she a huge joke?

Li Yi's gaze turned cold, and he slammed his right hand heavily on the table, scattering chrysanthemums all over the courtyard.

She shouted, "Don't talk nonsense!"

Seeing the servant bring over water and black dog blood, the ethereal Taoist priest said, "Let's begin."

With a creak, the door to the small Buddhist hall was pushed open by the ethereal Taoist priest.

The sinister object came into view.

Seeing the white jade Guanyin, which had been shattered into pieces, return to its original state and be placed on the ancestral tablet with a line of bloody tears flowing down its face, Chu Zhanpeng and Li Yi's expressions changed drastically, and they exclaimed in shock.