After rebirth, she became the prince's favorite

However, the lightning seemed to have eyes and only struck Yang Daoling and the old lady. For a moment, there was a crackling sound and their hair was smoking.

"Crack-"

Another loud thunder roared, and something weird and creepy happened.

Several pale faces appeared in the air, with disheveled hair and red blood gushing out of their eyes and mouths. Those people were skinny and bony, with their hands stretched out forward, and endless resentment emanating from their bodies, as if they wanted to take the lives of the people in Yongning Marquis' Mansion.

Those figures swayed back and forth in the dim light, like evil spirits crawling out of hell.

Yang Daoling was so frightened that his legs and feet went limp, and he dared not look any further. "Quickly put out the incense and candles, and stop worshipping our ancestors! Stop worshipping!"

If he continues to bow, he will go to the underworld to meet his ancestors. It's so scary.

The old lady also burst into tears and collapsed to the ground, unable to move at all. She never dared to mention the matter of adopting a son again.

Yang Anxu cannot acknowledge this son. There is something weird about this. If she really acknowledges him, neither she nor her eldest son will be able to survive. It's too scary.

Zhou Yueran was stunned by this sudden situation and her heart beat faster. After a long while, she calmed down and looked tentatively in the direction of Yang Yufei.

When no one was paying attention, Yang Yufei smiled slyly and stuck out her tongue at her.

The frustration and annoyance in Zhou Yueran's heart disappeared without a trace in an instant. It would probably be impossible to adopt a son today. Even Yang Anxu would never be able to become Yang Daoling's son in the future.

She was very satisfied with this result.

"What are you standing there for? Pull Yang Anxu out of the ancestral hall quickly, and take out the incense, candles and offerings he used for the sacrifice. Stop the sacrifice, the ancestors of the Yang family are angry."

Yang Yufei's calm voice was heard. The maids and servants who were serving her did not dare to be careless at all. They immediately extinguished the incense and candles, took out the offerings, and even Yang Anxu was pulled out of the ancestral hall.

A shocking thing happened. There were still thunder and lightning outside, but no lightning struck Yang Daoling or the old lady again.

Those ghosts that were swaying and struggling in the void and walking towards Yang Daoling and the old lady disappeared in an instant, and the gloomy and terrifying atmosphere was swept away.

"Dad, grandma, how are you feeling? I'll have someone call the doctor over right away. Please be patient for a while."

Yang Yufei's hands touched the old lady's and Yang Daoling's hair a few times, and the thin iron wire hidden in the hair was pulled out by her and she put it away calmly.

The old lady burst into tears. The fear that her life was almost taken away lingered in her heart for a long time.

She ignored Yang Yufei's words, but held Yang Daoling's hand tightly, her voice trembling and hoarse.

"My Lord, Yang Anxu cannot be adopted under your name. This child is a jinx. He almost killed us before he was actually adopted. We absolutely cannot let him become your son and my grandson."

If having a grandson would mean she would die immediately, she would rather not have this grandson.

Yang Daoling's hair was burnt black by lightning, but the strange thing was that although the lightning struck him with burning pain, made him see stars and almost fainted, after he recovered, his life was not in any danger.

But he was really scared. Yang Anxu was not as good as he thought. Instead, he was an unlucky bastard. He didn't want this son anymore.

"Mom, I will think about this matter carefully. The ancestral hall is in chaos now. Let's talk about it after it's cleaned up."

Zhou Yueran said gloatingly, "Old Madam, Lord Marquis, please don't. The Marquis's Mansion is finally going to have a male heir, how can we not have him as the successor? A prominent family like us cannot be without a son."

"Shut up! Maybe it's your curse that caused so many horrible things to happen during An Xu's sacrifice."

The old lady was afraid and angry, and nothing went her way.

Zhou Yueran rubbed salt into the old lady's sore spot with a sharp tongue, "How can I be so powerful?"

"It was a clear morning with a bright sun. The good son you chose came to offer sacrifice. Then a violent storm with lightning and thunder struck you all."

"Just now in the darkness, the ancestors in the underworld were so angry that they were about to rush into the ancestral hall. If I had that kind of ability, I wouldn't have to suffer here."

Yang Daoling and the old lady were in a terrible mood. They had waited so long for their son, but how could something like this happen during the sacrifice?

The day was clearly carefully selected by the Taoist priest, and he had also taken special precautions to prevent Zhou Yueran and Yang Yufei from causing any trouble, but in the end such an unlucky thing still happened.

Yang Daoling also had a thorn in his heart and he said he didn't want to adopt Yang Anxu as his son no matter what.

"An Xu, you should go back to your hometown first. There were too many unexpected things during the ancestral worship today. I will have someone pick a good day later to register you under my and my wife's names."

Yang Anxu's face turned ashen, his body began to tremble uncontrollably, and a strong sense of despair welled up in his eyes.

"Uncle and grandmother don't want me anymore?"

Dong Yuanyuan and Shen Yuying were watching from the side. From being so proud and complacent in the beginning to now having their hopes dashed, they simply couldn't bear such a huge gap.

"Cousin, how can you go back on your word? An Xu is such an outstanding child, and you begged for a long time before they were willing to adopt him into the Marquis' Mansion. In the end, just because of a small accident, you don't want An Xu anymore."

"An Xu is going to be sent back to the second house by you. How will he face his brothers and sisters when he returns? How much harm will the environment you are going to put An Xu in will do to him."

Her son is only eight years old. After waiting for so long, he is finally going to enter the Yongning Marquis Mansion legitimately. She will never allow this precious opportunity to be ruined.

Shen Yuying also knew Yang Anxu's background. She stood up and said, "Uncle, today's weather is bad, which is why thunder and lightning are coming. Uncle and grandmother, don't take it to heart."

"It won't be too late to hold another sacrifice when the weather is fine. Having a boy in the mansion is always something to be happy about. We can't give up just because of some unexpected events."

Shen Yuying pinched Yang Anxu's arm and whispered, "Cry quickly——"

Yang Anxu immediately squeezed out a few tears, rushed to Yang Daoling, hugged his thighs, and said pitifully, "Uncle, please adopt me under your name. Anxu is not a child with bad luck. Today's weather is bad, so there will be lightning and thunder."

"An Xu is a very good child. He will definitely listen to his uncle and grandmother in the future and will not annoy you."

Zhou Yueran sneered at the side, "Tsk tsk, isn't the weather good this morning? The sun is shining and the weather is clear. Just don't blame the innocent weather, okay? It's not easy to blame God."

"This child was originally an unlucky child. That's why the weather changed drastically during the ancestral sacrifice. Even the ancestors were alarmed and came out to protest."

"Madam, Lord Marquis, you can adopt a son, but I absolutely don't want Yang Anxu as my son. If you insist on having one, I can't stop you, but I will never let this child be registered under my name. I still want to live a few more years, and I don't want to be killed without knowing why."