Transmigrated into a seven-year-old child, my fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens.

Just then, Afu came out, his face grim, and said a few words to the old woman. The old woman quickly put on a fawning smile and bowed deeply, seemingly in agreement.

"Aunt Su, how many times have I told you not to shout? There are important guests inside." Afu said with a livid face.

"By the way, Aunt Su, I told you not to bully this girl. Don't bully her because she's new. If the young master finds out, you'll be in big trouble."

Aunt Su nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "A-Fu, I remember everything the young master said, but this girl doesn't correct her mistakes. Look, she can't even sweep the floor properly."

"She's always so aloof, relying on the young master's pity for her. I think she came here with ulterior motives. The young master has already helped her, yet she still clings to him; who knows what she's plotting?"

"Alright, alright, you can all leave now. Don't disturb the young master. Aunt Su, not to be mean, but it's not our business, so let's not meddle."

Su's mother pursed her lips; she simply couldn't stand Zhao Feng no matter what.

Upon hearing Afu tell her to leave, Zhaofeng quickly grabbed a broom and retreated in a disheveled state.

"Big sister, big sister, don't go!" Zhao Di cried anxiously as Zhao Feng left.

"Do you two young ladies know her?" Uncle Wu asked in surprise.

"Uncle Wu, why didn't I see that girl when I came last time?" Zhao Lian asked, voicing her question.

"Well, it's a long story."

Uncle Wu sighed, "That girl is pitiful too. I heard that her parents died on the same day, leaving behind three children. Because they couldn't afford to bury them, the three siblings sold themselves on the street to pay for their father's funeral."

“Our young master happened to be there. He is a kind-hearted man and gave the girl 10 taels of silver to help her bury her parents.”

"But to our surprise, half a month later, the girl actually came to our door. She said she had nowhere to go and begged our young master to take her and her brother in. The young master saw that they were really pitiful, so he took them in."

Uncle Wu's words struck them like a thunderbolt, leaving them completely bewildered.

Could she have heard correctly? Li Chunhua and He Mu had actually passed away; Zhao Lian could hardly believe it.

"What! Father has passed away!"

When her second aunt, Li Jinhua, passed away, Zhaodi didn't feel anything. But when she heard that her father had died, her heart couldn't help but clench.

Zhao Di's eyes welled up with tears. Although her father didn't love her much, he was still her own father. Zhao Di was eager to find out the truth, so she quickly ran towards Zhao Feng's direction.

Compared to Zhao Di's sadness, Zhao Lian felt nothing at all. When she was young, the original owner was not loved and was invisible at home.

In my memory, He Laoda treated Zhao Feng better than Zhao Di. But he treated himself worse than a stranger.

In the past, when Li Chunhua scolded her, this Boss He always sided with her.

In an attempt to please Li Chunhua, he even questioned why he had angered his stepmother. Even though it wasn't his fault, he insisted on apologizing.

"Afu~"

Hearing someone calling him, Afu looked around and saw Zhaolian and Zhaodi standing in the corridor.

She immediately walked over with a smile: "Miss Zhaolian, what brings you here? You didn't even tell me beforehand so I could have come to pick you up."

"It's nothing. I was just passing by on my way back from the Tong residence. Where is your young master?"

Ah Fu laughed: "Our young master originally said he was going to pay New Year's respects to the young lady, but we never expected to have such a distinguished guest."

After saying that, Afu looked mysterious and lowered his voice: "Miss Zhaolian, the Emperor has arrived and is chatting with our young master in the main hall."

Zhao Lian was surprised to hear that the Emperor was also there.

Why is the Emperor out here during the New Year instead of spending time with his concubines in the palace?

Could it be that the Emperor has been staying in the deep palace for too long and wants to escape and have some fun?

"Uncle Wu, I'll take care of Miss Zhaolian. You can go about your business." Afu told the steward to leave first.

“Miss Zhaolian, let me take you to the flower hall first. This way, please.” Afu gestured for her to proceed.

……

Zhao Di grabbed a broom and ran to the backyard. She was still in shock when she unexpectedly ran into Zhao Lian and the others there.

This is the Governor's Mansion. Why would Zhao Lian be here? Could it be that she knows Lord Song?

impossible!

She rejected the idea as soon as it came out.

We're all refugees, how could she possibly know the Admiral!

However, judging from Zhao Lian's elegant clothes, she seems to be living a good life. Unlike myself, I'm now working as a servant for someone else.

Thinking of this, Zhao Feng felt a pang of jealousy. Wasn't Zhao Lian supposed to be a jinx? But why was her luck so much better than hers!

Furthermore, if Zhao Lian hadn't driven her father and stepmother away, they wouldn't have died so quickly. So ultimately, it's all Zhao Lian's fault.

Zhao Feng grew angrier the more she thought about it, and began to resent Zhao Lian, her expression unconsciously contorting into a ferocious grimace.

"Big sister~ Big sister, what are you doing here?"

Before she could even catch her breath, Zhao Di caught up with her. Zhao Feng's expression changed abruptly, and she turned to leave, but Zhao Di grabbed her arm.

"Big sister~"

"Big sister, say something! Where's Father? Where did he go?" Zhao Di asked a series of questions, but Zhao Feng remained completely silent.

"Big sister, please say something! You're driving me crazy!"

Zhao Feng threw down the broom, covered her face and wept: "Zhao Di~ Our father~ Our father and second mother have both passed away."

Zhao Di couldn't believe what the butler had just said, but now that Zhao Feng was saying it, her head was spinning.

I can't believe it's actually true!

"How did they die?" Zhao Di's mind went blank for a while before she came to her senses.

"They died of illness! It's all my fault for not having the money to treat them, and I didn't even have the money to bury them after they died. Luckily, we met the kind-hearted Lord Song~"

At this point, Zhao Feng regretted it. If she had taken out the silver notes earlier to buy food and lodging, perhaps the two of them wouldn't have gotten sick.

It's all my fault for trying to hide it; who knew that the banknote would still be stolen by thieves in the end, and I wouldn't even have money to treat my father when he got sick.

"By the way, Zhao Di, this is the Governor's Mansion, how come you are here?" Zhao Feng asked, voicing her question.

Zhao Di wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes: "Elder sister, you don't know, Lord Song is my sworn brother. Oh, by the way, where is Zhao Fu?"

Hearing Zhao Di say this, Zhao Feng's resentment towards Zhao Lian deepened. Why did all the good things have to be associated with her?

However, Zhao Feng thought this in her heart, but didn't show it on her face: "Zhao Fu and Qiao Dun'er are probably feeding the horses in the stable right now!"

Because they were young and unable to do other work, the two brothers were responsible for cutting grass, feeding the horses, and cleaning up the horse manure in the stable every day.

Qiao Dun was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and had never done such dirty work before, so of course he was unwilling.