The Rebirth of an Orphan

Soon the news came over the phone, and the housekeeper Wang Ma reported with a surprised look on her face: "Your Highness, I have already found out that the eldest young master is indeed engaged to the Zhao family, but the one he is marrying is actually the fourth young lady Zhao, the orphan with a bad fate."

Seeing Miss Nangong's face darken, Sister Wang continued, "It is said that the eldest young master particularly likes this Miss Zhao Si. He even had a falling out with the old lady at home because of Miss Zhao Si. The old lady had no choice but to accept her."

"I just don't understand why the young master would hide this from Your Highness. It's really..."

“Heh…” Miss Nangong sneered, “Do you know whose child Miss Zhao Si is?” Aunt Wang asked with a confused look on her face.

Miss Nangong looked at the dark night outside and said, "She is Fengyi's daughter. I... just found out about it."

A look of horror suddenly appeared on Wang Ma's face. She couldn't come back to her senses for a long time. She moved her mouth and whispered: "How could she be Feng Yi's daughter? No wonder so many people went to look for Feng Yi but couldn't find her. She actually married into the Zhao family?"

Miss Nangong sneered: "It's really hard for her. She has been hiding for so many years, and her daughter has grown up."

Suddenly she remembered something and said to Wang Ma, "You should arrange for someone to check all the information about the fourth young lady Zhao, including how Fengyi entered the Zhao family. I need to get the information as soon as possible."

After receiving the order, Aunt Wang quickly arranged for people to conduct a thorough investigation, and soon everything became clear.

"Your Highness, it is said that when Zhao Yan brought Feng Yi to Yuncheng, he arranged for her to live outside, but the woman became pregnant and wanted to give the child a name. It just so happened that the fourth master of the Zhao family also liked her, so he spent a lot of money to let Mrs. Zhao marry her."

Nangong hurriedly asked, "What did you say? Fengyi didn't get pregnant after entering the Zhao family, but she was pregnant before entering the Zhao family?"

"Yes," said Aunt Wang, handing the photo of Zhao Xi to Miss Nangong.

With a loud crash, the teacup in Miss Nangong's hand fell to the ground and shattered. She looked at the person in the photo and said to herself, "They look so alike. They look exactly the same in their eyes and eyebrows, but..."

She stopped talking, but she only felt a burst of pain in her chest, and the memory of the moment made her almost unable to bear it.

She laughed bitterly: "If I'm not mistaken, this fourth young lady should be the offspring of that man.

Aunt Wang was a little stunned and stammered: "How...how is it possible..."

Miss Nangong said: "How could someone as proud as Fengyi be interested in the small Zhao family? Besides, the fourth master of the Zhao family is a useless playboy."

Aunt Wang nodded. Indeed, how could a woman like Fengyi fall in love with Mr. Zhao Si? Even Zhao Yan was not worthy of carrying shoes for that man.

If she was willing to marry into the Zhao family, there must be a compelling reason, which was the child.

"Miss Zhao Si is that man's child?" Aunt Wang exclaimed and covered her mouth, afraid that someone would hear her voice.

Miss Nangong squinted her eyes and lowered her head, not making a sound for a long time. Then she said, "No matter what, Xiao'er must not marry this girl, absolutely not."

"But the eldest young master loves her deeply." Wang Ma said.

"Haha, our Sun family definitely can't let Fengyi's daughter marry in, not to mention that person's identity... Our Sun family can't get into trouble, but Zhao Yan's suggestion is quite interesting, you can listen to it."

The sixth day of the tenth month of the lunar calendar was the day Zhao Xihua was getting married. Big red lanterns were hung inside and outside the Zhao family's house. The small courtyard of Zhao Xihua was covered with big red wedding characters everywhere, and people were busy coming in and out.

Zhao Xihua looked at herself in the mirror. Her delicate makeup and elegant Chinese dress overlapped with her image when she got married in her previous life. She didn't know if it was a dream or an illusion.

"Fourth sister, you look so beautiful today." Zhao Chishu brought a few sisters from the clan to accompany Zhao Xihua. Zhao Lingyun just sat for a while and then left, while Zhao Ziqin just took a look at the door and left in a hurry, without any demeanor of an eldest sister.

Zhao Xihua didn't care about these. She just looked at Zhao Chishu and smiled, "Don't laugh at me, Third sister. You will be prettier than me when you get married. But it's hard to find a good man in this world. I won't be at ease until you open your eyes."

Zhao Chishu seemed a little flustered but quickly made up an excuse, "Fourth sister, the Sun family has been waiting for a long time. Don't waste time. I'll talk to you again on the day you return home."

Zhao Xihua looked at the cold-faced girl in front of her and couldn't help feeling powerless. She didn't know what means Li Ming had used to win Zhao Chishu's true heart, but she could only remind her of these things and didn't know what else to do.

According to the customs of Yuncheng, when the bride goes out, she is carried on the back of her brothers into the car, and then when she arrives at the door of her husband's house, she is carried back in by the groom. Zhao Xihua did not dare to waste time, so Zhao Chenyang carried her on his back into the newly decorated wedding car.

The marriage between the two big families in Yuncheng was naturally a lively and prosperous event, and more than a dozen wedding convoys set off in a grand manner.

Zhao Xihua sat in the car, but when her car just turned a corner, it suddenly seemed to have malfunctioned and crashed into the corner of the wall next to it. Zhao Xihua felt a black screen in front of her eyes and fainted immediately.

When Zhao Xihua woke up, she found herself not in the car, but in a dark room with dim light.

It should be a storage room, full of dust and cobwebs, and some messy items piled up there all smelled moldy.

Where is this? She struggled to get up from the ground, but the wound on her head was pulled, causing her to groan in pain.

She looked around and saw that the door opposite her was tightly closed. She slowly got up and tried to push the door but it wouldn't move. It was locked tightly from the outside.

She looked out the window and saw that it was already dark. She could only lean against the door, rubbed her messy hair, and calmed herself down to recall what had happened.

The Sun family is the largest family in Yuncheng. How dare the Sun family make such a big fuss about marrying a wife? A whole day has passed. Didn’t the Sun family find out that the person they were going to marry was missing? Why didn’t anyone come to rescue her? Could it be that no one noticed that she was missing, and she had already changed her bag at the street corner before?

Thinking of this, Zhao Xihua felt that the situation was very bad. The worst outcome was that no one would notice that she was missing.

Didn't the young master find out? How is that possible? But who on earth is so bold as to harm her?

The night was getting darker and darker. Zhao Xihua felt cold, hungry and thirsty. The wound on her head was aching slightly. She knocked on the door hard but no one answered. She couldn't find any other exit in the house. She was so exhausted that she finally couldn't hold on and fell asleep until the next morning.

Suddenly, there were footsteps at the door and Zhao Xihua woke up in shock. She subconsciously grabbed a wooden stick and stared at the door coldly.