The Rebirth of an Orphan

Mingyue's words pierced Zhao Xihua's ears. She felt like her brain was going to explode. However, the Black Iron Order was something Gu Lun would definitely protect with his life. If the Black Iron Order changed hands, he should really be gone.

She had always been hoping for luck and had been reluctant to believe this fact. But now Mingyue told her with facts that it was time to wake up from the dream. However, it was really too painful, so painful that she could hardly bear it anymore.

She didn't wake up until the evening of the next day. She left Cheyi Town alone without taking anyone with her, came to the grassland, and stumbled to the old crooked poplar tree that Mingyue told her about.

Sure enough, there was a shallow grave mound under the old poplar tree, with small blue flowers blooming on it. Zhao Xihua slowly knelt in front of Gu Lun's grave and wanted to cry, but found that she couldn't even make a sound.

It was already evening, she leaned weakly under the poplar tree, watching the setting sun in the distance slowly setting, she raised the black iron order in her hand and looked at it, one end of the black iron order was very sharp, if it pierced her neck, she would probably be able to go down and accompany Gu Lun soon, right? I hope he doesn't wait too anxiously.

Zhao Xihua pointed the Black Iron Order at her neck, but her eyes finally fell on the grave. Last night's storm had washed down the mud from the upper reaches of the stream, knocking down the blue flowers. She wanted to pick up the flowers, so she crawled over.

Suddenly her face changed drastically, and her eyes were fixed on a wax ball under the blue flowers.

She was very familiar with the wax ball; it was a secret letter that Gu Lun had written to her. She hurriedly crawled over and opened it. A piece of paper jumped out, with those familiar words still written on it.

"Everything is fine, don't think about it."

She raised her head and looked at the direction of the stream. The wax ball should have been washed down from upstream.

He~ is still alive.

Zhao Xihua rushed back to Cheyi Town like crazy. She could only conclude that Gu Lun was not dead and was not far upstream of the stream. However, she needed to think carefully about why Gu Lun did not show up.

If Gu Lun was alive, he would definitely be in Cheyi Town and would definitely send her a message, but after several months there was no news. The only thing was that Gu Lun was rescued and locked up.

If he was captured by the enemy, they should have taken him to negotiate terms with the Presidential Palace, but there is no news that the enemy has captured Gu Lun.

There is only one thing, Gu Lun is controlled by an individual or a small group of people, which is also very troublesome.

The night was getting darker and darker, but she was not afraid of anything. Suddenly, a noisy sound came from the front, and faint torches formed a fiery red line in the dark night.

Zhao Xihua was startled. Could it be the remaining enemy troops? She had found a great chance of survival today out of despair. She didn't want anything to happen at this critical moment.

When she was about to find a place to hide, she didn't expect that group of people to run towards her. She used the light of the torch to see the situation in front of her clearly. It turned out to be the Red Flame Army.

Princess Mingyue's men arrived, and Zhao Xihua hurried to greet them. When she got closer, she found that it was Qin Heng with a few people, and the leader was Deng Xiao.

"Deng Xiao?" Zhao Xihua called out softly, but Deng Xiao breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that Zhao Xihua was still alive, he quickly walked in front of Zhao Xihua.

Ever since Zhao Xihua secretly left, Zhao Chishu has been crying non-stop, so he took Zhao Chishu through many twists and turns before finding this place.

Unexpectedly, Princess Mingyue told him that it would be better for him to come out and look for someone now. If it was too late, Zhao Xihua might have gone with Gu Lun.

Now looking at the living Zhao Xihua, he could only keep thanking God that he came not too late.

"Sister-in-law, Shu'er is still waiting for you in Cheyi Town." Deng Xiao said.

"Deng Xiao, listen to me, Gu Lun is still alive. He is still alive."

"What did you say?" Deng Xiao couldn't help but shudder as he looked at Zhao Xihua, who had become so thin that he no longer looked like a human.

"I say, Gu Lun is still alive. Forget it, let's go back to Cheyi Town to find the princess first." Zhao Xihua couldn't explain it clearly to Deng Xiao for a while.

Deng Xiao knew that Zhao Xihua was a person with a strong backbone and that she would never make up words out of thin air, so she quickly protected Zhao Xihua and returned to Cheyi Town.

Zhao Xihua rushed into Princess Mingyue's military camp with the wax ball in her hand, "Your Highness, Gu Lun is still alive."

Princess Mingyue's face darkened: "Zhao Xihua, I have allowed you to mess around here for more than half a month. If you continue like this, do you believe I will arrest you?"

Zhao Xihua raised the wax ball in his hand and walked in front of the princess, opening the note inside. The familiar handwriting made Princess Mingyue's eyes widen immediately.

Zhao Xihua looked at her and said, "Your Highness, can you please transfer some people to me? They must obey my command completely? Because we don't have much time. He is alive, but there are many variables and his situation is also very dangerous. Now I don't trust anyone. I only trust you and his brothers."

Princess Mingyue's face suddenly changed. Time passed little by little, and then she said to Qin Heng, who followed in in a daze, "Qin Heng, go find a few dozen reliable brothers, and bring your people here to listen to my orders."

"Yes," Qin Heng said hurriedly.

Then Mingyue looked at Zhao Xihua and said coldly: "I will let you make trouble for the last time. If you don't stop, I will tie you up and send you to Grandmother Wang."

Zhao Xihua nodded: "If I still get nothing this time, I will just die."

Qin Heng was very efficient and soon there were dozens of strong soldiers standing in the hall.

Zhao Xihua tore down the map on the wall of the hall, then lowered his head to find the location of the river, pondered for a while, and then looked at everyone.

"Brothers, please change into herdsmen's clothes. After you are dressed, go along the east side of the upstream of the stream to find the scattered horse teams, caravans, and places where ordinary people live."

"Yes," Qin Heng responded.

Zhao Xihua looked at Deng Xiao again and said, "Deng Xiao, you also take a team to search the upstream west side as I instructed just now. The people from Tianmen Camp and I will search in the middle. Remember not to alert the enemy. Just say that a brother in the caravan was separated from us due to the war and we want to find him. The reward for anyone who provides clues is 10,000 yuan. The reward cannot be too much or too little. Act quickly."

For several days, Zhao Xihua led people to search for any clues about Gu Lun's life in the vast wilderness, but after several days and nights, they still found nothing.

Seeing another day passing by, Zhao Xihua leaned against a poplar tree to rest. The further north he went, the more desolate the scenery became, with an austere atmosphere everywhere.

"Who is it?" a soldier suddenly shouted.