The Rebirth of an Orphan

The little girl took Zhao Xihua towards the deepest courtyard. As expected, they saw several personal guards of the Ling family guarding in front of the gate. They were wearing the unique logo of the Ling family. Zhao Xihua walked into the courtyard without any doubt.

But the bodyguards kept Pingshui and Chunfeng out of the door. Zhao Xihua could understand Ling Qian's approach. After all, the secret from more than 20 years ago involved his own reputation. The fewer people who knew about it, the better.

Zhao Xihua just wanted to talk to Ling Qian alone about her master. Mrs. Ling owed her master twenty years ago, and now it was time to pay him back.

"You two just wait for me outside." Zhao Xihua said.

Pingshui and Chunfeng didn't want to follow any further, but they still waited outside the yard so that it would be convenient for the young lady to call them if anything happened.

"Please come in, Madam!" The little girl did not take another step forward. Zhao Xihua knew that this person was going to leave after bringing her here.

So she strode into the main room. The room was divided into inner and outer rooms. She walked to the inner room but stopped suddenly. She didn't expect that the person sitting upright on the chair in the middle of the inner room was not Ling Qian, but Mrs. Ling with a pale face. Zhao Xihua's heart sank immediately.

She really underestimated Mrs. Ling. The person Zhang Lin had been looking for before was one of Ling Qian's most trusted confidants, but she didn't expect that Ling Qian actually had Mrs. Ling's spies around him, and there were so many of them, and she happened to run into this woman's hands.

Zhao Xihua took a step back and prepared to leave. This place was too weird and she didn't want to waste time with this woman.

"Young Madam, please stay." Madam Ling stood up and walked towards Zhao Xihua with a friendly face as usual. But Zhao Xihua felt that the person who was coming was the most sinister devil in the world.

Zhao Xihua said coldly to Madam Ling: "Madam Ling is really capable. She can even control the people around General Ling. Are you too concerned or do you want to retain or trap people who don't belong to you?"

Zhao Xihua's words severely stimulated Mrs. Ling. Her face darkened instantly, but there was a strange look on her pale face.

"I thought the young lady was a kind person before, but I didn't expect she was such a sharp-tongued person."

"Mrs. Ling, you are too kind. I accidentally went to the wrong place and disturbed your rest. I will leave now. Bye."

Zhao Xihua turned around and walked out the door. Unexpectedly, a faint voice came from behind: "Caiyun is your master, right? You went to Kyoto with so much effort and spent so much money, didn't you just want to know the truth? Now the truth is in front of you, why are you leaving?"

Zhao Xihua stopped in her tracks immediately. Yes, she had been so cautious and careful all along, wasn't it just for the person she cared about the most? The death of her master was a thorn in her heart, and she would be uneasy until she pulled it out.

Madam Ling looked at Zhao Xihua's figure and sighed lightly: "I thought you would never find out about me, but I didn't expect you to be such a smart person. That's right, I killed him...

Zhao Xihua turned around and stared at Madam Ling, her heart beating violently. It was really ridiculous. She had saved her life and her enemy before. Zhao Xihua's lips kept trembling, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in her eyes. She felt a sharp pain in her heart, and her breathing became a little difficult.

Madam Ling's face calmed down, she looked at the plum blossom hairpin on Zhao Xihua's head, and then sat back in her chair. A dark shadow outside the window fell on Madam Ling's face, and her face immersed in the shadow slowly became hideous.

"What did you say? Say it again." Zhao Xihua's voice was chilling to the bone.

"I said I was the one who killed that bitch Hua Caiyun." Mrs. Ling's voice was calmer than ever before.

Zhao Xi drew her hands into fists. She had actually guessed that it was Madam Ling who did it, but she was a little surprised and didn't quite believe it at first. However, after a series of events, plus Jingning's horrified expression when she saw the portrait, she was certain that Madam Ling was the murderer.

But she didn't expect Mrs. Ling to admit it herself. She felt that she was extremely angry. Hundreds of lives were lost in Ning'an Courtyard, and there was the tragic death of the master. Not only was he burned to death, but all the bones in his body were broken inch by inch before he died. What a cruel method.

Madam Ling looked at Zhao Xihua and laughed: "Don't you want to know the truth? Then let's start with the hairpin on your head. Give me the hairpin and I will tell you slowly."

Zhao Xihua was extremely angry. If it was not in the palace garden, but in some other place, she would have stabbed the vicious woman in front of her to death with a hairpin.

She took off the hairpin on her head and smashed it towards Madam Ling's face. Madam Ling didn't expect Zhao Xihua to hit her. Although she turned her face away, her cheek was still rubbed red.

She picked up the hairpin that had fallen on the ground and looked at it in her hand. There was a bit of madness in her eyes, like jealousy and morbid despair.

"Haha, I didn't expect that after so many years, I thought I would never see this hairpin again, but I didn't expect that bitch was still wearing it." Mrs. Ling sneered.

"Please be more careful with your words." Zhao Xihua said coldly, "Now I know why your house is full of Buddha statues. I thought you were a kind person, but it turns out you are afraid that those wronged souls will come to take your life."

"Demanding lives? Hahahahahaha..." Madam Ling laughed loudly, tapping her chest and said in a hoarse voice, "I've killed so many people, am I still afraid of being killed? Haha, when have I, Jiang Wanyi, ever been afraid of these things? I just don't want those unclean things to bother me. My heart has been empty for a long time, hollowed out by Ling Qian. No matter what I do or say, he never opens his eyes to look at me. I gave birth to such an excellent pair of children. But in his eyes and in his heart, there has never been a place for me, never."

Madam Ling screamed, her eyes filled with madness caused by love turning into hate.

However, Zhao Xihua felt extremely disgusted with Madam Ling. This person did vicious things worse than pigs and dogs in the name of love. She was not worthy of being a human being at all.

Madam Ling looked at Zhao Xihua and said, "Did you know that this hairpin was made by Ling Qian himself for Caiyun?"

Zhao Xihua didn't expect that this plum blossom hairpin was actually made by Ling Qian himself. You know, Ling Qian is just a rough man, and he must love his master very much to be able to make a hairpin so carefully.

"Ling Qian lives in a village near Huichun Valley. He has long been in love with Caiyun, but Caiyun happens to like her senior brother Hua Zilin. No matter how devoted Ling Qian is to Caiyun, he can never occupy a place in Caiyun's heart."