The Rebirth of an Orphan

The two servants were also puzzled. One of them walked out of the room to inquire and soon came back with a panicked look on his face.

"Girl, it's... the president has passed away." The death of the president is a national mourning, no wonder there were cries outside. Zhao Xihua looked a little dazed. Whether in the last life or this life, she had no impression of Mo Yuan. She just suddenly thought of the secret left by her father and her own mysterious life experience.

The Queen Mother, who was also his grandmother, had been looking for her biological son all her life. Mo Yuan was just a tool in her hands. After all, he died before the Queen Mother and was a puppet all his life.

She only remembered that in her previous life, after Mo Yuan died, she didn't have many days left to live. She also remembered that the little girls from the Sun family made white river lanterns to commemorate her.

Wait, river lanterns? Lanterns...

Zhao Xihua sat up straight.

After Mo Yuan's death, even ordinary people in Kyoto could see that the current situation was not good and dangerous.

If the Third Prince took this opportunity to ascend to the throne, it would be the best chance. However, before Mo Yuan died, he left a suicide note, which was leaked out. It was said that the note stated that the presidency would be passed on to the Ninth Prince.

If this suicide note is real, then the Third Prince's ascension to the throne would be an unjustifiable usurpation of the throne. However, the Ninth Prince is now a prince who has incorporated the Ling family's million-strong army and has military power. If he returns to Kyoto to raise an army to attack the Third Prince, it is certain.

I'm afraid the world will be in chaos, and everyone is in danger, including the maid beside Zhao Xihua, who is a little panicked.

Since it was a national mourning, Zhao Xihua ordered the maid beside her to change her into a white dress. She also stood up and sat on the desk in front of the window, picked up a pen and wrote a eulogy on the paper.

The two girls did not dare to annoy the eccentric Miss Zhao. After all, she was someone the young general cared about, and they did not have the courage to make the girl uncomfortable.

"Go, find me some bamboo strips, white rice paper, and candle ends. Find more. I want to make river lanterns."

There is a custom in Kyoto that whenever there is a national mourning, everyone must wear plain clothes and go to the river to release river lanterns to pay tribute. This has become an unwritten rule.

When the two girls heard that Zhao Xihua wanted to make river lanterns, they were worried that she was weak and would get tired, which would cause trouble for them, so they tried to persuade her to give up with kind words.

But Zhao Xihua said: "Such a big thing happened, I can't sleep either, don't worry about me, I will do as many as I can, I won't get tired."

The two girls looked a little hesitant. No one knew what this girl was thinking. She wasn't that sad when her husband died. Why did she take the president's death so seriously when it had nothing to do with her?

Even the royal ladies in Kyoto had their servants make river lanterns and release them in front of their customers. They didn't make the lanterns themselves, which is really puzzling.

The two maids wanted to persuade Zhao Xihua again when they saw that he was determined to do it. Unexpectedly, Zhao Xihua said to them with a gloomy face: "What, I can't control you? Then go find the young general and I will replace him with two maids who can be called. With so many problems, who are the masters, you or I?"

Seeing Zhao Xihua's life-and-death expression, the two girls dared not say anything more. The young general was at his busiest time now. If there was any trouble here again, the young general would have to deal with the two of them.

The two girls quickly went to look for some items that Zhao Xihua needed to make lamps, and handed them to Zhao Xihua one by one.

For several days in a row, Zhao Xihua's life fell into an unprecedented monotony and stability. Apart from eating and drinking to keep healthy, every day he kept making those river lanterns without a foundation.

Before, the girl around her used to watch her every move, but later on, she couldn’t see anything and gradually got tired of it.

In addition to making river lanterns, Zhao Xihua would also take incense and candles to the banana grove in the corner of the yard to worship. No one knew who he was worshipping, but in the eyes of the two girls, Zhao Xihua was a little crazy.

Moreover, Major General Ling has not come for several days. I guess the current situation is very serious. Several days have passed, and there is no news of the new president taking office.

However, what made the two girls happy was that Zhao Xihua cooperated very well in eating and drinking every day, and also cooperated with the treatment of his injuries. The complexion on his face was getting better day by day.

As long as she didn't commit suicide, they would not bother to care about the two of them going to the banana forest to worship them every day. After all, Zhao Xihua had to worship five or six times a night, and at irregular times. During the worship, she would toss and turn and cry miserably, which was really tiring.

After several rounds of tossing and turning, the two maids let her do whatever she wanted. Anyway, the house was heavily guarded by the major general's personal soldiers outside, and she could not escape from the house.

On this day, Zhao Xihua went to the banana grove as usual, carrying incense, candles, paper and other items. This was the third time. The two maids were indeed tired, so they did not follow her or care about her.

In the past, he would return quickly after each worship service, but today, two hours had passed and he had not returned yet, so the two girls hurriedly walked towards the banana grove.

I saw Zhao Xihua standing in the yard motionless, but with her head raised looking at the sky.

"Miss Zhao, what are you doing?" The two maids came and took a breath. They saw that a large number of sky lanterns had been released in the banana grove at some point. Those sky lanterns covered with white rice paper swayed and flew into the sky and flew away.

The two girls panicked, thinking to themselves that something was wrong, fearing that Zhao Xihua had let those lights spread the message.

Zhao Xihua looked at the two girls who were already shaking all over and smiled, "You now have two options. One is to tell Ling Zhi about this, but it's hard to say what will happen to you two."

The two girls shuddered all over immediately. They had witnessed with their own eyes the tragic scene of the two girls being beaten to death by the major general.

"But there is another way. Do you know Tianmen Camp? They are the number one sect in Jianghu. They can kill or protect anyone they want. Now that you are not keeping an eye on me, my life is definitely in danger. Why don't you take a gamble? You can escort me to escape, and I will let the people of Tianmen Camp send you away. Naturally, you will have wealth and glory, and besides..."

Zhao Xihua said coldly: "This world doesn't belong to his Ling family. When the master changes, can the Ling family still protect it? I am not an ungrateful person. You protect me today, and I will repay you tomorrow. Even if you are afraid, how can you know what the future will be like if you don't take a gamble?"

The two girls were struggling with each other. Zhao Xihua said calmly, "Hurry up and make a decision. You two are not the only ones who saw the sky lantern. Once the guards outside come in, you will have no chance. But I still have another chance."

The two maids turned pale immediately. One of the taller maids asked anxiously, "Miss Zhao, are you keeping your word? If the two of us help you get out of this house, you must protect our lives."