The Rebirth of an Orphan

Finally the banquet was over, and Zhao Xihua followed everyone to take a car home. When they arrived at the parking lot, Zhao Chishu waved to her and asked her to take their family car back.

She walked to the front of the car and was about to get in when Zhao Chishu said hurriedly, "Fourth sister, there's a problem with the Guangling San sheet you gave to my eldest sister. We might get into trouble when we go back later..."

"Shu'er, if you have anything to say, let's get in the car." Third aunt interrupted Zhao Chishu. Zhao Xihua was a little confused, but seeing that something was not right, she quickly got in the car.

Pingshui then got into the car. Seeing Pingshui following in, Zhao Chishu sat aside without saying a word. Pingshui lowered her voice and whispered in Zhao Xihua's ear, "Sister, something went wrong at the Sun family's banquet today. I heard that those young ladies who performed with their talents were outshined by the eldest daughter. I didn't expect..."

Pingshui lowered her voice, "It's just that the eldest lady was heard by the daughter of the Sun family when she was playing Guangling San. She actually lost her temper and scolded the eldest lady severely, saying that the eldest lady appeared to be a lady from a noble family, but in fact she was a cruel person who loved to fight for power and gain."

Zhao Xihua was slightly stunned. The daughter of the Sun family hated Guangling San? But wasn't Guangling San one of the relics left by her mother? She knew that her mother had also lived in Kyoto before. Could it be that there was some connection between her and the daughter of the Sun family?

Zhao Xihua was a little puzzled. Pingshui continued to whisper in her ear: "The daughter of the Sun family scolded the eldest lady in front of everyone and then left in anger. This was simply a joke for everyone to see. Later, when the eldest lady returned to her seat, she accidentally fell, which caused everyone to laugh. The old lady was so angry that she almost fainted on the spot."

The more she listened, the more her head hurt. How could it end like this? She remembered that in her previous life, Zhao Ziqin not only received unanimous praise for this ancient song, but also won the favor of Deng Xiao.

Later, she was placed under house arrest in her small courtyard, and she had no idea what was happening to Zhao Ziqin. It was not until she was imprisoned and married into the Sun family that she realized that her life was completely different from Zhao Ziqin's.

Later, she accidentally saved the young master of the Mo family. She didn't know how Zhao Ziqin knew about this, so she made a special trip to the Sun family to see her and said that a man in Kyoto came to find someone with a necklace pendant and found the Zhao family.

Zhao Ziqin also said that she was already a married woman, and hiding other men's things would bring her great trouble, so she asked her to give the necklace to her for safekeeping. Not long after the necklace was handed over to Zhao Ziqin, it was heard that Zhao Ziqin became the fiancée of the young master of the Mo family in Kyoto, and finally became the mistress of the Mo family.

Zhao Xihua felt a little sad at this moment. She closed her eyes tightly and held back the tears that were about to overflow. She was sad not because she thought about having such an opportunity to marry into the Mo family, but because she thought about the endless torture she endured in the Sun family at that time. Maybe the young master would help her out of the troubled Sun family for the sake of saving him.

But this opportunity was actually snatched away by her sanctimonious elder sister, leaving her with no way to survive.

"Sister, what should we do?" Pingshui was also scared. The music score was given to the eldest daughter by her sister. The Zhao family would definitely take it out on her sister, and no one knew how they would deal with them.

"Sister, that music score is your mother's legacy. It might be dangerous when you go back. How about I hide the box when I go back?"

"It's useless. It's too late." Zhao Xihua felt that she needed to sort out her thoughts and must not panic.

"Pingshui, the box is too big to be hidden, but there is one thing that cannot fall into their hands, otherwise it will be hard to explain."

Zhao Xihua thought of the folding fan and the love poem written on it. She would have no way of explaining it if it were discovered. Moreover, it was something left by her mother and should be quite important. It might even hide some secrets.

She glanced at the Third Madam and Zhao Chishu who were sitting in the front, then asked Pingshui to lean over and whisper, "After we get off the car, don't worry about me and go directly to my room to do something..."

Pingshui nodded solemnly.

After a while, the car stopped in front of the Zhao family's door. Old Mrs. Zhao's face was ashen when she got out of the car. The eldest wife looked furious as if she wanted to kill Zhao Xihua. On the contrary, Zhao Ziqin was very calm at this time, but her face looked very ugly.

The talent show they had spent so much time preparing for was unexpectedly ruined by a piece of music. They also didn't expect that the daughter of the Sun family hated the song so much that she would vent her anger on their eldest daughter with bad words.

The daughter of the Sun family is also a person of status in Kyoto. If she speaks badly of another daughter, the reputation of that daughter will be ruined, and even the reputation of the entire family's daughters will be affected.

Who would dare to marry the daughter of the Zhao family after this? Even the third wife regretted giving the jewelry to Zhao Xihua, and was worried that Zhao Chishu would also be implicated.

Zhao Xihua was called into the living room of the main building. Before anyone could say anything, Zhao Yan, the patriarch of the Zhao family, slapped Zhao Xihua loudly in the face in a rage. Not satisfied yet, he kicked Zhao Xihua hard.

Zhao Xihua was totally unprepared for Zhao Yan to attack her as soon as he came up. The kick was so hard that her body shook a few times and she fell to the ground. Her stomach ached and she couldn't get up anymore.

She raised her head and looked at the uncle in front of her who clearly wanted to kick her to death. The hatred and anger that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time were exposed. She stared at Zhao Yan with cold eyes: "Uncle, I don't know what I did wrong. You want to hit me. Even if I made a big mistake, you should tell me where I went wrong?"

"You're still talking back? You're being rebellious!" Zhao Yan pointed at the tip of Zhao Xihua's nose fiercely, but when he saw the look in Zhao Xihua's eyes, he inexplicably felt a kind of pressure and didn't dare to do anything again.

The last time he blamed the first wife for withholding food from Zhao Xihua, it was not because he had softened his heart towards Zhao Xihua, but because Old Lady Zhao told him that she would soon be allowed to go to the Sun family to bring good luck.

The wedding date was set for three months later.

Zhao Yan only thought about not offending the Sun family. If Zhao Xihua got sick due to his lack of food, wouldn’t that be offending the Sun family?

Unexpectedly, this unlucky thing would do this and tamper with the music score, making the Zhao family the laughing stock of the entire Yuncheng.

Now that the daughter of the Sun family hates their family so much, how can she rely on the Sun family for support and care in the future? What about his son's career? What about the entire Zhao family?

This little bitch had done such a big mistake, but not only did she not admit her mistake, she also glared at him with a righteous indignation. He was so angry that he wanted to kill her with a knife.

"Uncle, you just attack me, an orphan without any reason, how can this be fair?" Zhao Xihua growled. She was already furious and didn't care about anything else.

"You, you unlucky star, you have brought so much trouble to my Zhao family and yet you are so shameless. Come, drag her outside and beat her hard." Zhao Yan was almost mad with rage.