The Rebirth of an Orphan

Hearing his mother being called a bitch, Zhao Xihua's face darkened.

The person Miss Nangong mentioned should be a man. She immediately thought of the silk folding fan and the affectionate poems written on it.

What kind of shocking secret did his mother have that even alarmed a figure like Miss Nangong?

Caiyun, who had been silent all this time, smiled faintly, with some desolation and sadness in her voice.

"Ms. Nangong, so many years have passed. Why are you doing this now? Didn't you enter the Presidential Palace to be the adopted daughter of the Queen Mother? It was your own choice to leave him. Aren't you greedy for those riches and glory?"

Caiyun's voice was calm, but also had a piercing edge.

“Miss Nangong, ask yourself, how many daughters of noble families wanted to become the adopted daughter of the Queen Mother? If you hadn’t used some tricks, how could you have won the Queen Mother’s favor and achieved your current position of power?”

Caiyun spoke a little too fast and couldn't help coughing, but she continued, "He is dead now, but before he died he said that the happiest thing in his life was meeting Fengyi, and the most regrettable thing in his life was falling in love with Fengyi."

"Shut up." Miss Nangong shouted at the top of her lungs, then she forced herself to control her voice and said through gritted teeth: "Caiyun, I actually admire you a lot, but I can't understand why you would leave your job as the Commander's Wife of the Ling Family and come here to hang out with a bunch of lunatics, giving Jiang Wanyi a free ride. You know, the woman Ling Qian loved so much back then was you, are you stupid?"

Caiyun interrupted Miss Nangong and smiled, "It's all in the past. I think the Queen Mother had her reasons for making the arrangements. There's no need to talk about the past. Fengyi has been dead for so many years. Nangong, let's just let it go."

The room became quiet without a sound, but Zhao Xihua could hear her own heartbeat, as if even her breathing had stopped.

The Ling family is a powerful family. Even the current president is a little afraid of them. I didn’t expect that Commander Ling Qian likes the master?

Suddenly, Miss Nangong's sobbing was heard again, and her voice gradually became louder: "Caiyun, you are right. I shouldn't have listened to my brother and become a princess. I shouldn't have been greedy for fame and fortune. If I hadn't entered the Presidential Palace, maybe I would be the one he liked, right?"

"You told me to forget him? How can I forget him? The thoughts of him every day and every night are driving me crazy. Why? Why did they all die? Even that bitch Fengyi died? If she wasn't dead, I would have skinned her alive. But why? Why?"

Miss Nangong cried so hard that she collapsed. After a while, Caiyun sighed, "Help your lady up and leave."

"Yes—" The two maids responded and helped Miss Nangong up from the ground.

Then I heard a chaotic sound of footsteps going farther and farther away, and then Master Caiyun's voice came over: "Hua'er, come here."

At this point, Zhao Xihua could no longer dodge, so she had to go around the back wall with Pingshui, who was looking pale.

"Pingshui, you go watch outside. I have something I want to talk to Master in private." Zhao Xihua said to Pingshui. Pingshui nodded and stood guard at the door of the room.

"Master, please sit down," Zhao Xihua helped Caiyun sit on the chair in the room, then squatted down, added some charcoal to the simple charcoal basin, boiled some water, boiled some tea and brought it to Caiyun.

After drinking the hot tea brewed by Zhao Xihua, Caiyun's complexion gradually improved. When she was talking to Miss Nangong before, the noble lady was unwilling to enter her room because of her noble status. Although it was still late autumn and not the beginning of winter, the cold chill in this wilderness was already oppressive, and Caiyun was in poor health and was even more afraid of the cold.

She stood outside with her broken body and waited until Miss Nangong left. Her whole body had already become extremely cold, including her frozen and numb heart.

Caiyun looked at Zhao Xihua who was busy running around. Looking at the delicate face that was similar to Fengyi and the cold expression, she couldn't help feeling bitter in her heart. The children were too similar.

Although they look very similar, she is even calmer than Fengyi. Caiyun secretly admires her in her heart. It seems that her worries are unnecessary.

She didn't want the child to be implicated, but the child actually came to her on his own initiative.

Miss Nangong came here today, and I guess those people still don’t intend to let her go.

At this time Caiyun changed her mind. Since she couldn't avoid those storms, she might as well face them. She would stay with the child and maybe she could help her.

"Hua'er, come and sit next to me." Caiyun's body was actually a little overwhelmed, but she didn't want Zhao Xihua to see it, so as not to worry her.

Zhao Xihua came over with the thick clothes she made for her master. Looking at her master's solemn and serious expression, she quickly put down the clothes and then sat in front of Caiyun.

In fact, she had many doubts about her mother in her heart, but she didn't know whether her master was willing to talk about it, so she was a little conflicted.

"Hua'er, thank you for your hard work." Caiyun looked at Zhao Xihua's face. This child's sharpness was restrained only in front of her. He looked gentle and elegant.

Caiyun raised her arms and tucked the loose hair on Zhao Xihua's temples behind her head. Her loving look made Zhao Xihua feel extremely warm.

She hadn't felt this way for a long time. She had always been a lonely person, and suddenly someone cared about her and felt sorry for her. She couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat.

"Master, I came here in a hurry last time and didn't prepare anything. This time I only brought some clothes for you. Next time I will bring you some winter supplies."

"No need, I've lived here for too long. It's time to go out and stretch my muscles." Caiyun said with a faint smile.

Zhao Xihua stood up in surprise and said with a happy smile: "Really? Master, this is great. I have opened the clinic now and reserved a special room for you, waiting for you to come. I see you don't have anything to pack here, we will leave here soon, I also brought some money today, I will go and negotiate with the person in charge here..."

"Hua'er, don't be anxious, sit down first. Master has lived here for so long, and although he doesn't have anything valuable, he still needs to pack up some useful things. Besides, there are one or two good friends here, and they also need to say goodbye. It's not like you can just leave like that."

Zhao Xihua smiled. She was indeed a little too impatient. However, as long as the master agreed, it would be confirmed and there was no need to be too anxious.

Then Caiyun's face darkened, and she looked at Zhao Xihua with a bit of heartbreak. Zhao Xihua immediately understood that the master wanted to talk to her about her mother.