The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 14 It’s time to fulfill your filial duties

Winter thunder.

Lang Jiuchuan looked out the window. Snow needles were falling densely and the cool air seeped in through the cracks in the window, making people shiver.

It's a cold winter.

Lang Jiuchuan took a bite of the hot vegetarian bun, then scooped up the hot soup and took a sip and swallowed it. The warm current rushed into her stomach, making her sigh comfortably.

This was the first meal she had eaten since she came back to life.

The taste and heat of the food finally made her feel alive.

It's so good to be alive.

Only by being alive can you feel the fireworks of the world and find hope in the fireworks.

Just like right now——

The rice soup was hot and salty, not the bland candle scent.

It would be best if it contained meat, but unfortunately, during funerals, we have to be vegetarian for a long time.

Lang Jiuchuan swallowed the whole bun, which made the maidservant beside her look at her sideways. She looked delicate and frail, but a good eater. However, did Jiu Miss have any smell on her body?

Lang Jiuchuan caught a glimpse of the maid covering her nose from the corner of his eye, blinked, and looked down at himself.

to finish.

She had just crawled out of the pile of corpses at the mass grave, and before she had time to wash up at the farm, she was picked up by people from the Marquis' Mansion. She had no choice but to perform a purification spell. To be honest, she hadn't really bathed or washed herself yet.

The smell of death is the hardest to get rid of!

Lang Jiuchuan put down his bowl and chopsticks and said, "Have someone bring some water. I want to take a bath."

The maid was stunned for a moment. It was a funeral and everyone was keeping vigil, but the girl wanted to take a bath. She was afraid that she would be gossiped about.

Seeing her hesitation, Lang Jiuchuan glanced over with a cold look. The maid couldn't help but shudder. She folded her hands in front of her chest, knelt down and bowed, then quickly retreated.

Half an hour later, Lang Jiuchuan stood in front of the full-length bronze mirror in the purification room, looking at the body in the mirror in the orange candlelight... Oh, body. Lang Jiuchuan will not be a 15-year-old until next year, and he is growing fast. He is more than half a head taller than his peers. He has a slender figure, cold and white skin, and delicate skin. He doesn't look like he has suffered any hardship, but has he?

What are the thin calluses on the base of the thumb and fingertips?
According to Nanny Wang, although she was on the farm, she was protected by the old lady and there were always people serving her. One of the old maids was the old lady's chambermaid, but she fell ill and died two years ago, so she had no one by her side.

The old lady herself suffered from Alzheimer's disease and could not take care of her. Besides, the Marquis' Mansion had no intention of taking her back, which made her feel like an abandoned little girl for the past two years.

People always flatter the powerful and bully the weak, and flatter the powerful. Seeing that she has become a discarded child, they will no longer care about her.

So she died alone in a mass grave. If someone from the Marquis' Mansion hadn't suddenly come to pick her up, would she have been rotten in the pile of corpses before being discovered?
Lang Jiuchuan waved his hand and withdrew his mind. All the magic in this body disappeared completely. The person in the mirror changed instantly. His two eye sockets were empty and bloody, the tendons of his hands and feet were cut and covered with blood scabs, his left chest was cut open, a rib was missing, and there were several tiny holes in his heart as if something had pierced his blood.

"What happened to you?"

Looking at the broken body in front of him, Lang Jiuchuan's eyes turned red, with hostility flowing in them, and the temperature in the bathroom dropped instantly.

What kind of hatred or grudge could make someone do such a cruel thing to a little girl?

It seemed as if there was still some resentment in his body, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from his eye sockets.

The anger suddenly overflowed.

boom.

The bronze mirror exploded, and the fragments flew out, cutting her skin.

"Miss Ninth?"

Hearing the noise in the room, the maid serving outside called out hesitantly.

Lang Jiuchuan waved her hand, and the magic covered her whole body. The incomplete person was restored to its original state. She looked at the images of people in the broken mirror and murmured, "Since I have used your body, I will give you justice."

She turned around, and the dim candlelight was swayed by the wind, but she did not notice the image in the mirror. A golden light flashed across her neck and disappeared in an instant, so fast that it seemed just an illusion caused by the candlelight.

After putting on his clothes, Lang Jiuchuan was out of breath. Just switching the techniques back and forth, his body couldn't take it anymore. He was so weak.

Ok?
She suddenly raised her eyes and looked towards the mourning hall, her eyes half-closed.

It’s time to fulfill your filial duties!
(End of this chapter)