Reborn as a concubine's daughter and entering a noble family: Xie Lang, don't be too seduc

Then everything will be clear.

Therefore, Xie Lin never asked Si Qingyue to go to her, let alone test her.

It was Si Qingyue who, perhaps having heard about Huo Sanghua from Xie Lin, took the initiative to approach her.

Considering everything that followed, Hawthorne became even more curious—

Who exactly is Sister Si? And why did she appear at the Xie family that day?

It's no wonder Xie Lin cares so much about her true identity.

"Then... do you still remember General Huo?" After everything was cleared up, the atmosphere between the two became more relaxed and comfortable. Xie Lin did not leave her alone to go back to rest, but stayed instead.

He sat side by side with Hawthorne, and suddenly, as if casually, asked a question.

Hawthorne shifted the cloak she was wearing, draping some over his shoulders. It was getting colder as night fell, and she couldn't bear to see Xie Lin so chilly...

Then I heard Xie Lin's question.

Hesitant, uncertain. "Even if I remember, it's very vague. I was too young then, and he was very busy, so it was hard to see him."

"So, you can't even remember what he looks like?" Xie Lin's voice sounded somewhat low.

Hawthorne turned her head to look at him and said earnestly, "I vaguely remember. However, I have no memories of being with my birth mother. After she passed away, I was taken in by my stepmother... But actually, it's not much different from now, and I rarely see her. But I remember, sometimes I would wake up in the middle of the night and occasionally see him sitting by my bedside, looking at me with such loving kindness..."

This is her only memory of her father.

Huo Sanghua didn't know why Xie Lin would suddenly ask these questions. Perhaps something that happened today reminded him of his own experiences.

He also lost his birth mother at a young age and was placed by the wife of the Marquis of Anding, growing up on his own day by day.

Their experiences are remarkably similar.

We're in the same boat, you could say!

In Hawthorne's memory, her father's first wife didn't exactly like her, but she was never harsh with her. She had her own children, and Hawthorne vaguely remembered how she treated them...

I really envy them for having the love of their biological mother.

However, when the Huo family ran into trouble, those who weren't even close to them became... overnight.

They were just kids.

I was young then, and I don't remember much, only fragmented pieces. Later, as I grew older, people who met her would always talk about her background behind her back, mentioning the tragic deaths of her family...

So gradually, she found clues from those gossips, and combined them with her own memories, she figured out the general course of events.

Speaking of her father, who was a general...

She remembers some things.

Her father was not the imposing, fierce, and ruthless figure others described. Occasionally, when she woke up in the middle of the night, she would see her father sitting by her bedside, gently stroking her cheek.

She knew that her father loved her too, but he was just too busy.

Because he is a great hero, he has to guard the border and protect many people.

Xie Lin leaned against the wall, his head tilted as he stared intently at the way she spoke, seemingly imagining the scene she described, a hint of confusion in his eyes...

“... But sometimes, I feel inexplicably confused.” Hawthorne said to herself, “Sometimes when my father looks at me, he looks particularly lost, with an inexplicable sadness. When I look into his eyes, I feel... ... he's not looking at me, but just at me because I'm thinking of someone else.”

Is she her biological mother?

Hawthorne is uncertain.

She had forgotten what her biological mother looked like. She heard that she was originally her father's mistress, but later her father's legal wife made her a concubine.

Everyone in the family called her Aunt Chun. "However, I don't remember what my biological mother looked like. I only know that they called her Aunt Chun. She must have been a great beauty. I must look like her."

Xie Lin laughed upon hearing this, tilted his head back, and casually gazed at the high place.

Looking at him, Hawthorne felt that the sadness emanating from him was very similar to the feeling his father had back then.

He reached out and shook Xie Lin's hand; it was terrifyingly cold.

Hawthorne took off the cloak she was wearing, moved closer, and covered him with it. "Are you alright?"

"I don't remember." Xie Lin remained silent for a long time before finally speaking softly.

Hawthorne frowned. "Don't you remember what?"

"I don't remember... what my birth mother looked like, I don't remember how my father cared for me," Xie Lin said.

But Hawthorne felt that this was not what he had really wanted to say.

It was as if it were an excuse that suddenly came up.

Before Hawthorne could continue asking questions, Xie Lin suddenly steered the conversation towards her—

"But no matter what, you are the only bloodline left by General Huo. Have you never thought about seeking justice for General Huo's family, finding out the truth about the murder of the entire Huo family, and giving your deceased relatives justice?"

"... " Hawthorne lowered her head in shame, "As a woman, it's already incredibly difficult for me to live in this world..."

"But your father was a renowned founding general of our dynasty. As General Huo's surviving daughter, how could you... ...be willing to live a cowardly and timid life?" Xie Lin's words sounded as if she respected her father very much.

Suddenly, it occurred to Huo Sanghua that, as a fellow military officer, he must have heard a lot about her father.

He might agree to help her because of her father's connections. But—

"So what? I still didn't have the chance to choose my own destiny. Having a father like that and being born into that kind of family might be what others long for. But having lost both parents at a young age and being raised in the palace, I've long been used to being cautious. Compared to the maids who serve in the palace, I'm not even as good as them. Even they can find fault with me and punish me at the drop of a hat."

"Where is the Fourth Prince?" Xie Lin frowned, his expression becoming much more serious. He had initially thought she was clever and cunning, only occasionally getting into trouble. "He... ...he probably likes you, right?"

“He prefers power and status, he likes… that position.” Hawthorne sighed helplessly.

If Li Lang really does like her as much as they think...

At this moment, why would she be sitting here as Xie Lin's wife?

Perhaps Li Lang approached her from a young age because he was attracted to her status as a daughter of the Huo family, hoping to use her connections to win over the old generals of the Huo family. "...His Majesty is suspicious, and Li Lang feared that His Majesty would suspect his relationship with me, and that he was intentionally trying to win over those who were once on good terms with my father, so..."

So they sent her out.

The Xie family was the family that Li Lang had chosen for her.

As an orphan girl whose life was as precarious as duckweed, she had to be extremely careful to survive and dared not make the slightest mistake.

Even though, as Xie Lin said, she still had many questions about the Huo family's past misfortunes.

Knowing full well the numerous suspicious points and that this was no ordinary matter, she could not show any interest.

To attract the attention of those involved in the truth and have them want to get rid of her is no different than crushing an ant.

"What if I could help you?" Xie Lin looked over.