The Rebirth of an Orphan

Zhao Xihua looked at Gu Yayu calmly and said, "What kind of person is your brother? How could he be trapped so quickly? How could he be defeated so easily? You have hated him for so long, you should know him well. Since he can say these things, he must have his own spies in the palace. You should know that the intelligence of Tianmen Camp is not in vain."

"I know exactly what happened to the baby in your belly. If you don't bother me in the future, I will never tell anyone about the evidence. If you push me too far, at worst we can all die together. I, Zhao Xihua, can afford to die."

"You, you lunatic!" Gu Yayu gritted her teeth and wanted to pounce on Zhao Xihua and bite off her throat, but was grabbed by Mrs. Hua on the side.

Madam Hua looked at Zhao Xihua coldly and said, "You are really not a simple person. You should keep today's events to yourself. It's best not to say a word to anyone. Otherwise, if something happens to the Gu family, you will die, and Gu Lun will not be able to survive."

"So..." Zhao Xihua looked at the two women who had lost their composure in front of her and said, "We should keep our distance from each other. Besides, I have been feeling very uncomfortable recently and need to go to the suburbs to rest for a few days. Madam, don't rush to see me if you have anything to do. Besides, Allen's victory is still undecided, so you should have some confidence in him, otherwise it will be too hurtful. Well, if Madam is okay, I'll take my leave."

Watching Zhao Xihua leave, Gu Yayu was almost going crazy. Could it be that her secret was really discovered or was Zhao Xihua deceiving her and her daughter?

Madam Hua on the side supported the trembling Gu Yayu and said, "Yayu, don't panic. This woman has always been cunning and insidious. Maybe she doesn't have any evidence at all. Don't be afraid."

Gu Yayu collapsed on the soft chair and said gloomily, "Forget it. It's better to believe it than not to believe it. We can't keep that person any longer."

After Zhao Xihua walked out of Gu Yayu's house, she came to the edge of a lake. The willow branches by the lake were swaying back and forth, indicating that spring was not far away.

Zhao Xihua looked at the sparkling lake, and Gu Yayu's words kept echoing in her ears. Gu Lun's 200,000 troops were trapped in Laocheng...

She felt a severe headache and her heart was tightening. She hoped that Gu Lun would not be in any danger.

She now wished she could grow wings in her body so she could fly to Gu Lun in an instant. Even if she had to accompany him and shed blood on the battlefield, she would be happy to do so.

She really didn't expect that she would be so attentive to Gu Lun. It turned out that she had fallen in love with that man unintentionally, and loved him to the core.

"Is the young madam also here to enjoy the scenery?" A cold voice came from behind Zhao Xihua.

Zhao Xihua turned around and saw that it was Ling Ziye standing behind her. Zhao Xihua didn't find it strange that she was here. President Mo Yuan would definitely think of a question in this war.

If the Ninth Prince and Gu Lun lost, then there would be no one in this country who could restrain the Ling family, and he would have to survive in the hands of the Ling family. So even if the Queen Mother lifted the ban on the Ling family and even brought Ling Ziye into the Presidential Palace, he could only turn a blind eye.

However, Ling Ziye did not have much hatred towards Zhao Xihua. She just sat silently on the stone beside the pool and said, "Zhao Xihua, can you sit down and talk?" There was some discomfort in Ling Ziye's voice.

Zhao Xihua moved sideways and sat next to them. The two people who were originally incompatible sat there quietly like good sisters.

Ling Ziye couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "Zhao Xihua, to be honest, sometimes I hate you, and sometimes I admire you. You even saved my mother. There's always an indescribable sense of mystery about you, and your ridiculous pride. Tell me, as a woman from the countryside, what qualifications do you have to be proud of? What do you have?"

Zhao Xihua replied, "I feel the same way about you. You were born in the Ling family, so you can be pampered easily. How have you ever worked harder than other girls? But I also admire you. You have the capital to be arrogant, but you live so realistically, even a little simple. You are not good at hurting others, and you are not good at scheming. You should not have lived in such a complicated aristocratic family."

This was the first time Ling Ziye heard someone evaluate her like this. She took a breath and looked at Zhao Xihua and said, "You are wrong. I can't compare to you because you have Gu Lun, and... and... he doesn't like me."

Zhao Xihua looked at Ling Ziye with some sympathy. She knew that Ling Ziye liked the Ninth Prince, but the Ninth Prince and the Ling family were destined to be in a life-and-death situation. But she just fell in love with the man who was the most unlovable.

A tear fell from the corner of Ling Ziye's eyes. "The third prince came to my house yesterday to propose marriage. In a month, I will be the first lady of the third prince."

Zhao Xihua's eyes widened, but then she thought of the result. If the Third Prince wanted to ascend the throne, he would have to join forces with the Ling family. The best promise he could make to the Ling family was to marry Ling Ziye. This was an obvious cooperation for benefits, but the one who would be sacrificed was the innocent girl in front of him.

Zhao Xihua didn't say anything, but Ling Ziye seemed to have caught someone who could understand her thoughts, and she spoke to herself, "The first time I saw His Highness the Ninth Prince, it was also this season, by this cold lake, he was like an immortal who was banished from the world, and my heart immediately beat for him.

"The second time I saw him was at the Queen Mother's place. He was different from the other princes seeking favor. It was strange. I only saw him a few times, but I liked him so much."

Ling Ziye said a lot of things, but Zhao Xihua felt indescribable regret. Every word she said was filled with unrequited love.

Seeing that it was getting late, Zhao Xihua could only stand up and say to Ling Ziye: "Miss Ziye, I should go back. After all, my status is not suitable for staying here for long. I will not accompany you. Please take care of yourself."

Ling Ziye also stood up. Zhao Xihua turned around and was about to leave the lake when she heard Ling Ziye's crying voice behind her: "I heard that they are trapped in Liaocheng. Will they be alive?"

Zhao Xihua laughed inwardly: "Don't worry, His Majesty the Ninth Prince and Gu Lun will both be alive."

"Thank you!" Ling Ziye said.

Zhao Xihua couldn't help looking at Ling Ziye, feeling a little reluctant, she said, "Ziye, don't agree to the Third Prince's marriage. You can find a way to delay it, such as getting sick..."

Ling Ziye's face changed, but Zhao Xihua didn't say another word. She turned around and closed her eyes. In the previous life, before the Ninth Prince came to the throne, he did one thing first. The Third Prince was arrested and executed, and the Third Prince's newlywed wife committed suicide by drowning. She died at the young age of 28.