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

On the way back from the palace, Xie Lin noticed her silence.

Contrary to the doubts and anxieties he had when he left, he also had no idea what had happened in Yaohua Palace after he was summoned by His Majesty.

He waved his hand in front of her.

But Huo Sanghua still didn't react; her mind was preoccupied with Li Lang's words and the truth behind the Huo family's massacre—

If this involves the orphans of the previous dynasty, what was His Majesty's intention in placing her with Consort Qi? Was he thinking of... putting on a show for the court officials, or did he suspect that someone else was still involved in the matter of the orphans of the previous dynasty, and placed her in the palace to blackmail those people into not acting recklessly?

Otherwise, would they also eliminate the last bloodline of the Huo family?

At first, I only thought that His Majesty and Consort Qi were hypocritical, but today I suddenly realized that there was a murderous intent hidden behind it all for many years, and I couldn't help but tremble with fear.

Unbeknownst to her, those people had secretly tried to kill her countless times.

She thought herself clever, that she could see through people's hearts, but she failed to grasp this layer of the relationship...

I'm still terrified now.

If we hadn't been careful back then, and had made even the slightest mistake that would have implicated us with the remnants of the previous dynasty, we would probably be dead by now.

"...What are you afraid of?" Xie Lin asked, half-teasingly, as he took Sang Hua's hand.

He was surprised to find that her hands were extremely cold, like those of a corpse, which made him worry.

Thinking about it—

What happened in Yaohua Palace was no small matter.

Hawthorne heard Xie Lin's voice, an echo that made her ears ache, but she couldn't make out what he was saying...

He looked over hesitantly, his reaction blank. "What...what did you say?"

"What exactly happened? Did Consort Qi make things difficult for you after I left?" Xie Lin asked curiously, but he vaguely felt that Sang Hua's frightened state was not the work of Consort Qi. Consort Qi had no reason to deliberately mistreat her adopted daughter who was already married.

She was such a meticulous person that she was afraid of appearing harsh in front of the other concubines.

"... ..." Hawthorne was still in shock. She opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

I wanted to explain, to find the most reasonable excuse to cover up my panic, but my mind couldn't keep up with the speed at which I opened my mouth. For a moment, my mind went blank, and I couldn't think of anything.

"Is it the Fourth Prince?" Xie Lin suddenly had a thought.

The only thing that could scare her like this could be...

Once you think about this possibility, everything seems to make sense.

Perhaps Sang Hua never expected to meet Li Lang...

That is, Li Lang had someone lure her out, and then, catching her completely off guard, she met Li Lang.

But if he only saw Li Lang, would he really be this frightened? "What did the Fourth Prince say to you?"

Before Huo Sanghua could even think of a reasonable explanation, she heard Xie Lin guess the general idea, including that she had met Li Lang and that Li Lang had told her many things.

In that instant, she looked at Xie Lin and felt only terror...

Previously, no one in the capital doubted Xie Lin's true nature; they all thought of him as the carefree and troublesome second young master of the Marquis of Anding's mansion.

But actually?

He is meticulous and skilled at disguise; even his elder brother Xie Shu, with whom he spends every day, was probably deceived by him.

She avoided Xie Shu and chose Xie Lin...

Was this really the right step we took?

If Xie Linruo has connections with the previous dynasty, was there a group of assassins coming for him on his wedding night?

Before she could answer Xie Lin, as she lowered her head and looked down, she recalled the night she was locked in the ancestral hall. Xie Lin had come to keep her company, but "unintentionally" asked her many questions about her father...

The implication was clear—

As General Huo's daughter, she felt it was only right that she should do something for the Huo family, which had been tragically wiped out.

Could it be...? Huo Sanghua realized her thoughts were heading towards extremes. She suppressed the urge to continue doubting, and felt even more fear towards Xie Lin before her. "It's nothing, I'm just tired."

Xie Lin was skeptical of her words, but seeing that she didn't want to talk about it, he didn't press her further.

The two sat in the carriage, some distance between them, creating an awkward atmosphere. The carriage continued towards the Marquis of Anding's residence. Avoiding Xie Lin's constantly scrutinizing gaze, Huo Sanghua looked out the window, where the Moon-Viewing Pavilion briefly caught her eye...

Her gaze followed the now-past Moon-Viewing Pavilion, piquing Xie Lin's curiosity, who glanced outside.

She immediately realized what she had just been looking at. "You..."

Just as she was about to ask if she was thinking of Si Qingyue, the carriage suddenly stopped. Huo Sanghua was caught off guard and lost her balance, falling to one side!

It looked like his forehead was about to hit the carriage.

Xie Lin reached out and covered her forehead, pulling her back.

"What happened?" Hawthorne was startled and complained inwardly that he must have forgotten to check the almanac before going out.

Why are all these unlucky things happening to me today?

Her voice was very soft, and it was noisy outside, so the driver didn't hear her.

Xie Lin regained his composure and waited for her to sit up before returning to his previous seat. He then turned and opened the carriage door, asking the servant outside, "What happened?"

"Second... Second Young Master, I really didn't mean to! It was this stinking beggar who suddenly darted out from the roadside and blocked the carriage, that's why I..." The driver was also full of grievances, both angry and frustrated.

He was driving just fine when a beggar suddenly appeared out from the roadside.

It was placed directly across the road, blocking the carriage's path.

He instinctively reined in his horse and brought the carriage to a sudden stop, startling the second young master and his wife inside.

He turned around, jumped off the carriage, and strode towards the beggar, raising his whip and yelling, "You filthy beggar, are you out of your mind?! Suddenly jumping out like that, trying to scare me to death! Killing you is one thing, but now you've startled the important person in the carriage! How many lives do you have to pay for that?!..."

As he spoke, he was about to strike with the whip in his hand.

"Wait a moment." Huo Sanghua called out to the servant, squeezed past Xie Lin, and got out of the carriage first.

Xie Lin wanted to advise her not to meddle in other people's business, but it was too late.

He could only sigh helplessly and follow her down from the carriage.

"He's just a pitiful man." She looked at the beggar's exposed ankle, which was still bleeding, and guessed that he had fallen from the roadside because of the injury to his ankle. "Never mind, he's alright, let's not make things difficult for him."

"Yes." The servant had no choice but to suppress his temper.

He was filled with dissatisfaction, muttering under his breath, "He's just a beggar, what's with the pretense of kindness?"

Xie Lin looked at her, but overheard the servant's words.

"How did you hurt your foot?" Seeing the beggar's serious ankle injury, Huo Sanghua couldn't bear it. He took out some loose silver from his pocket and handed it to the beggar. "Take this money. Once your foot is healed, find some proper work. You're young and have hands and feet. Why suffer bullying every day and have to rely on handouts for food?"

Seeing her walk up to the beggar without any warning, Xie Lin became very vigilant, worried that something was amiss.

The beggar didn't take her money, but instead looked up at her...

That look in his eyes was very strange.

Hawthorne felt as if she had seen this person somewhere before.