The Rebirth of an Orphan

Deng Xiao felt relieved immediately. He was worried that Gu Lun would be criticized in the future. After all, although Gu Xianyu was guilty of concealing the truth, he would not be sentenced to death.

Zhao Xihua had already walked to the grave where Mr. Gu's body was buried. She slowly knelt in front of the old man's grave, burned a stick of incense for the old man, and also lit a stick of incense for the housekeeper on the other side.

The sound of boots stepping on fallen leaves came from behind her. Gu Lun also knelt beside her. After bowing his head, he looked at Zhao Xihua and smiled bitterly: "Do you think I am cruel and not a human being?"

Zhao Xihua smiled faintly, held Gu Lun's shaking hand, and said with some heartache: "Alan, don't regret what you have done. They owe you, not you. You have done a good job."

"Really?" Gu Lun's eyes were red, and he looked at Zhao Xihua like a child. Zhao Xihua turned around and hugged him tightly, patting his back gently.

Gu Lun buried his head in Zhao Xihua's arms. He was always strong, but now he couldn't control himself anymore and burst into tears.

"It's over, it's all over. Everything will be fine in the future." Zhao Xihua murmured in a low voice, which made Gu Lun feel at ease.

The next morning, Gu Lun took Zhao Xihua and left the Gu family villa. The matter was settled and all the grudges and hatreds had to be put aside.

Gu Lun planned to take Zhao Xihua to Hezhou first, rest there for a while, and then take her to settle on an island in the East China Sea when the season was suitable for going out to sea.

"No, please be kind, my child is only twelve years old, he can't be a soldier, please spare his life, spare my child's life." Bursts of cries came from the crowded crowd on the roadside.

There were so many people gathered that Gu Lun and his car were stuck on the road and had to stop. Zhao Xihua heard the crying outside was too miserable, so she opened the car window and looked outside, only to see a group of soldiers leading people around to capture people as soldiers.

Judging from the numbers on the soldiers' clothes, they should be from the Third Prince's side.

"Please, the child's father has died in the war, the family suffered a disaster and the grandparents starved to death, the child's second uncle and third uncle also died in the war with foreign tribes, and this child is the only one left. He is still a child, how can he survive on the battlefield? Please, take me away and let me go in place of the child, please!"

Zhao Xihua frowned. The people around the Third Prince were such bad guys. The Third Prince was so arrogant and domineering before he even came to power. If he really came to power, who knows how many people would die because of such a tyrant?

Zhao Xihua clenched her hands. No one knew that the current royal bloodline had been cut off long ago. The only orthodox bloodline was her, the eldest princess who was hidden away.

She didn't want to tell anyone about her father's affairs. After all, it was a shocking secret. She didn't want to restore her status as a princess. She just wanted to leave here safely with Gu Lun.

But when she saw the suffering of the people before her, her heart felt as if it was blocked by a stone and she felt extremely uncomfortable.

Gu Lun handed a token to a man from Tianmen Camp and said, "Take this and show it to the soldiers. Release the child and the woman before I take any action."

Zhao Xihua looked at Gu Lun and said, "Thank you." Gu Lun took her into his arms and smiled softly, "I know you are a woman with a sharp tongue but a soft heart. Even though you are decisive in killing, you are actually softer than anyone else."

Sure enough, not long after, the woman brought the child to Zhao Xihua and his car, wanting to kowtow to them and thank them. Zhao Xihua didn't want them to do that, so he gave them some money and whispered, "Take good care of the child. Don't go south, go east."

Going east is the Ninth Prince's territory, which is not so chaotic. If we talk about who is suitable to sit in that position, the scheming Ninth Prince is more suitable, after all, he is a wise ruler.

She suddenly turned to look at Gu Lun and couldn't help but whispered, "Alun, who do you think is better, the Third Prince or the Ninth Prince?"

Gu Lun was stunned for a moment and then smiled faintly: "The third prince is a mediocre person. The Queen Mother let him take the throne just to plan for the Ling family. Wait and see that this country will definitely be destroyed in his hands. It's just a pity for the common people. In troubled times, the common people are worse than dogs. The ninth prince is more suitable. The ninth prince has the generosity and strategy of the master. If he is to take the throne, it will be a blessing for the common people. But these are none of our business. Let them do whatever they want."

Zhao Xihua asked again: "If the two sides fight this time, how many people will die?"

Gu Lun felt it was a little strange, but he still patiently told Zhao Xihua: "In the previous battle, we lost about 800,000 soldiers. More than a thousand villages in the border areas became no-man's land, and most of the population of six towns disappeared. If there is another battle..."

Gu Lun sighed and said, "How many people have died in this world? Haha, it's too numerous to count. But there's nothing we can do. This is something you and I can't solve. I, Gu Lun, can't protect the people here in this lifetime, but I swear I will protect you."

"Can't solve it?" Zhao Xihua murmured in a low voice and looked at the miserable situation outside, feeling very entangled. In fact, she had a way to prevent so many people from dying, because she was the real eldest princess!

At night, Gu Lun took Zhao Xihua, Deng Xiao and the others to stay at a large farm. After a day's journey, Gu Lun and the others were very tired. Zhao Xihua gave Gu Lun some wine, and soon Gu Lun fell into a deep sleep.

Zhao Xihua raised her hand and stroked his face inch by inch, not wanting to miss any part. She had never expected that one day she would fall so deeply in love with this man. Then she leaned over and gently kissed his forehead.

"I'm sorry," Zhao Xihua murmured in a low voice, "I should have hidden away from the hustle and bustle with you, but I can't do it. I haven't seen my biological parents in my two lives. They are both kind and good people. I owe them a favor. My surname is Mo, but I have never received any benefits from the royal court. I can't watch the tragic scene of people eating each other and beasts eating each other in the world. This is not what my father wants to see. He is such a kind person. I don't want him to blame me for being cruel with resentment. I can't do it."

Zhao Xihua's tears dripped onto Gu Lun's forehead. Zhao Xihua had put medicine in Gu Lun's wine, so he would not wake up unless he slept for three days and three nights.

"Gu Lun, I have to go back to find my grandmother, the Queen Mother. I can't let the Third Prince and the Ling family gain power, and I can't let so many innocent people die. Gu Lun, I don't know what will happen this time. I may die, or I may meet you again. Our lives are at stake here. What do you think I should choose? How should I choose?"

Zhao Xihua suddenly stood up and staggered back, picked up the black iron order from Gu Lun and staggered out of the door. She walked out of the farm and along the river, she saw Deng Xiao and several trusted subordinates waiting there from a distance.

Deng Xiao looked at Zhao Xihua who was walking towards him, and could hardly believe his eyes.