The Rebirth of an Orphan

Mrs. Deng was about to whip Deng Xiao with the whip in her hand. Deng Xiao quickly closed his eyes and wailed in his heart, wondering who had he offended.

"No," before Mrs. Deng's whip was out, Zhao Chishu rushed over and stood in front of Mrs. Deng. She had already implicated Deng Xiao enough and couldn't let him get hurt again.

Mrs. Deng looked at Zhao Chishu, who already had a smile in his eyes, and then looked at Zhao Chishu, who had a nervous face, and said: "The girl really loves my son deeply, which is why she protects him like this. It is also a blessing for this brat."

Then he turned around and looked at Zhao Yan and the pale-faced Third Madam, smiling, "This Third Girl is really nice. I really like her. Let's agree on this marriage. Now that the matchmaker has been brought here, we can set a date. What do you think?"

The third lady was still trembling in her heart, but what else could she do? Although Mrs. Deng looked a little different from other noble ladies, what else could she do now that things had come to this?

Now that the marriage had been decided, Zhao Xihua hurriedly stepped forward to arrange for someone to take Master Deng to change his clothes. She already felt that she owed him, and she couldn't let him go back shirtless and make a fool of himself.

Deng Xiao had just changed his clothes when Pingshui, who was beside Zhao Xihua, came over and said that Zhao Xihua invited him to the small flower hall behind to get together. Deng Xiao thought that Zhao Xihua and Gu Lun were of the same character, and they had been causing trouble one after another. Now that he had agreed to marry the third lady, he didn't know what else she wanted to do?

"Okay, got it." Deng Xiao followed Pingshui towards the Zhao family's back garden. The garden was full of plum trees. The spring plums on the branches were now blooming beautifully. When she came over, there was a woman standing among the plum trees with her back to her. It was Zhao Chishu.

At this time, the plum blossoms fell little by little with the wind, like a layer of red rain, which made the woman in the white dress look more elegant and refined. Deng Xiao felt a strange sense of comfort in his heart. Inexplicably, he became serious about this marriage.

Zhao Chishu, who was standing in the flower hall, heard the footsteps behind him and turned to look at Deng Xiao who was walking towards him. His handsome eyebrows and eyes carried the noble spirit of a man of the rivers and lakes. He gave people a low-key feeling. Apart from occasionally revealing a hint of evil, he also had a sense of steadiness that the noble sons of Kyoto did not have.

Zhao Chishu looked at Deng Xiao who walked in front of him, then knelt down and kowtowed straightly, saying: "I have ignored you before, now I kowtow to you to thank you for saving my life, and to apologize to you. I have implicated you because of my mistake, and I will never rest in peace. I will not implicate you again. Tomorrow I will go to the nunnery in the suburbs, and I will tell the world that I was not disciplined, and I can't let you bear anything for me. I will make all these clear, and I will not let the world misunderstand you. I just say goodbye to you here today. Thank you, sir."

Deng Xiao didn't expect Zhao Chishu to say this. An ordinary woman would be so happy to marry into the Deng family after encountering such a thing, but now she has met someone who is different?

She is responsible, courageous, and sincere enough. It is not an exaggeration to describe her as a gentleman. He suddenly felt interested in such a woman, who was quite to his liking. Having seen the intrigues and deceptions in the world, he particularly cherished Zhao Chishu's gentlemanly behavior.

He helped Zhao Chishu up and smiled faintly: "Why? Miss Third doesn't like me? I thought before that if Miss Third doesn't like me, I would divorce you and you can marry again. But now I don't want to let go. Although it's a wrong marriage, it doesn't prevent us from slowly getting used to each other after marriage. Maybe you will think I'm a good person. What do you think? Miss Third?"

Zhao Xihua has been in a very good mood recently. She didn't expect that the Deng family would be so good to her third sister. Although the marriage was a bit hasty, the Deng family handled it exceptionally well.

Soon it was the auspicious day for Zhao Chishu to get married. Zhao Xihua went to the Zhao family's villa early. From a distance, she saw the crowd of onlookers blocking the door. The Gu family's personal guards had a hard time clearing a path for Zhao Xihua.

Zhao Yan and Madam Zhao were busy welcoming guests in the house, but Madam Zhao did not look happy at all. The Deng family did such a good job, as if they were marrying a princess from a foreign country. Why didn't their daughter have such good fortune?

When Mrs. Zhao saw Zhao Xihua coming towards her, she hated her even more. If it weren't for this dead girl causing trouble in Yuncheng, they wouldn't have let Zhao Ziqin marry into the Sun family so early, and marry that bastard Sun Xiao.

Today is the wedding of the second wife's daughter, and as the eldest sister, Zhao Ziqin had to come to give gifts and congratulate. She arrived yesterday but cried in the first lady's room for most of the night.

Ever since Zhao Xihua tore up Sun Xiao's marriage certificate in front of everyone, Sun Xiao took out all his anger on Zhao Ziqin. He never went into Zhao Ziqin's room. It was said that Sun Xiao slept with the two girls in the family after drinking, and the two girls were already pregnant for more than a month.

What's even more infuriating is that I heard that the Sun family is planning to remarry Sun Xiao, the daughter of an official that the Third Prince values ​​more. But the key is that they haven't divorced Zhao Ziqin yet, so isn't this just putting her in a desperate situation?

Seeing that her daughter did not look very well, the eldest lady sent someone to send her back to the Sun family. The third girl married so well, and it would be bad if her daughter was sad and hurt herself.

When she saw Zhao Xihua's arrogant look, Mrs. Zhao felt even more hateful and a little regretful. If she had known that this bitch had such great fortune, she should have won her over, just like the third girl got such great fortune by currying favor with the powerful fourth sister.

Zhao Yan looked at Zhao Xihua and smiled, "The fourth girl is back."

"Hello, Father and Mother." After Zhao Xihua greeted them hurriedly, she walked towards the third room with Pingshui and Chunfeng.

Looking at Zhao Xihua's departing back, Madam Zhao couldn't help but said to Zhao Yan beside her: "Look at her, how does she look like a junior? She has no manners at all."

But Zhao Yan frowned and said, "Don't say such things anymore. Things are different now. The man the fourth girl is marrying is a future Duke of the State. The fourth girl will be the wife of the Duke of the State in the future. What level are you? In the future, control your mouth well, so as not to cause trouble."

Mrs. Zhao's face suddenly turned pale. What Zhao Yan said was an indisputable fact. Zhao Xihua's current identity and status were not what they used to be. Before, she could still let Zhao Ziqin compete with her, but now she didn't even have the qualifications to compete.

Zhao Xihua went straight to Zhao Chishu's room. The room was covered with big red "囍" characters inside and outside. It was said that the Deng family had specially hired folk craftsmen to cut out those characters in various shapes. They were also inlaid with lace embroidered with gold and silver threads, which looked very beautiful.