The Secret History of Consort Zhao

Lieutenant Zhao Man of Jiangdu owned a charming inn south of Suzhou. At this moment, as dawn broke and all was quiet, a stunningly beautiful woman in her early twenties was playing with her two infants on an embroidered couch. She smiled at one and kissed the other, their chubby little faces utterly adorable. "Oh, my little Yizhu is smiling! So pretty! Oh, Hede's angry! Her little lips are pouting so high! Hehe, you're even prettier, okay?" They are her mother's precious darlings.
Just then, a middle-aged woman emerged from behind the screen, hurriedly went to the embroidered couch, and knelt down with a thud. "Princess, your husband is about to return to the city. You must make plans for these two children as soon as possible!" "Wet nurse, what are you doing? Get up quickly.
" Princess Zhao put down the two children and got up to help her, because this wet nurse had taken care of and raised her since birth, and their bond was very deep, like that of a second mother.
"Princess, I beg you, please spare these two children!" The old wet nurse cried, tears streaming down her face. "My husband is away fighting all year round. When he returns, he will surely not believe these two children are his own flesh and blood
. Wouldn't your reputation be ruined then? It's better to send the children away as soon as possible to prevent future troubles." The beautiful woman looked at the two children on the bed, her expression hesitant, very reluctant. After thinking for a while, she shook her head, her eyes reddening, tears dripping onto her clothes. "All the blame is mine, it has nothing to do with these two ignorant children! Heaven, why don't you have pity on my Princess Yi and He Xingde!" "Princess..." "No, I can't live without children!" "Princess, this is not the time to be confused. Send the children away first, and we can make plans later!" The old wet nurse kept kowtowing to the princess, and soon her forehead was bruised.
"Nanny..." Princess Zhao sobbed, raising her blurry eyes to ask, "Can we really make plans later? I'm so afraid I'll never see them again, my Yizhu, Hede..." "If we're lucky, we'll see them again."
"Waaah... my child..." "Princess, there's no time to hesitate now. Give me the child quickly and settle things as soon as possible.
" "What? So fast?" The beautiful woman was startled, a tear still clinging to her lips.
"The army has already reached the east gate, and the city is decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers in preparation for their arrival. The young master will probably arrive in the blink of an eye, there's no time to delay any longer.
" "What about Feng Wanjin? Has he been found?" the beautiful woman asked again.
The nanny said disdainfully, "That pale-faced scholar, why does the princess still care about him? How much trouble has he caused you? Now you have a child, but he's disappeared."
"Very well."
The beautiful woman steeled her heart, biting her lip as she handed the child to the wet nurse. "Wet nurse... I have a favor to ask of you
." The wet nurse quickly replied, "We are just mistress and servant, there's no need for such a 'fetch'. Princess, please speak freely, I will do my best to help you even if it costs me
my life. "I don't ask for anything else, I just ask that you find good homes for these two poor children, so they won't be cold or hungry. In two years, when things have calmed down, I will adopt them back.
" "Ah... Of course, Princess, please rest assured, I will take good care of these two children.
" "Let me take a few more looks."
The beautiful woman held onto the child tightly, but the wet nurse snatched her away and held her in her arms, saying, "Even if you're reluctant, you must let go. A small act of impatience can ruin a great plan."
"Well... alright."
Although the wet nurse readily agreed, she didn't do as the beautiful woman said, fearing that the children's true parentage might be revealed someday.
She left the villa, drove a carriage straight to the south of the city, the road becoming increasingly desolate until she found a long-abandoned, dilapidated temple. She stopped the carriage, sat down on the steps in front of the temple, and murmured, "Yizhu, Hede, don't blame me for being heartless. It's because of you two little daughters that you shouldn't have been born. From now on, leave your fate to heaven. If you're lucky, a kind person might pass by and raise you to adulthood—that would be a blessing. If…" She sighed and said, "Then…" It's fate. It's not that your biological mother didn't want you, it's just that she couldn't afford to! The wet nurse looked deeply at the two children, then stuffed a silk cloth into each of their swaddling clothes. One was inscribed with "Yizhu" (meaning "Suitable for the Master"), and the other with "Hede" (meaning "Harmonious Virtue"), which were the children's names.
Zhao Man returned to the mansion and, finding his wife absent, hurriedly sent someone to fetch the family members from the detached residence. The young couple had been separated for two years, and their reunion was noticeably more distant. Zhao Man felt guilty for neglecting his wife and immediately bought her clothes and dowry upon her return. Madam Zhao felt that her husband was more considerate than before and, recognizing that this was a golden opportunity, she brought up the matter of adopting the children.
That day, just as evening was falling, she brought a late-night snack into the study.
"Husband?" Zhao Man, the Lord Zhao, gave a soft "hmm" and said, "Why isn't my wife resting yet?" Zhao Shi walked behind her husband, put her arms around his waist, and sighed softly.
"Ah..." "Why are you sighing, my wife? Aren't you happy that your husband is back?" "Of course I'm happy, but it's been two years since my husband left, and my heart feels empty. Even now that he's home, it still feels unreal."
Zhao Shi pressed her face against the man's back, and Zhao Man pulled her up to sit on his lap, kissed her, and asked, "Then what can make my wife happy? As long as my wife is happy, I, Zhao Man, will do anything you ask.
" "Really?" A man of his word is his bond, how could he go back on his word?
Zhao Man affectionately pinched Zhao Shi's nose, and Zhao Shi lowered her head shyly.
"My wife, what is your wish? Please speak freely.
" "Actually, it's nothing... I..." Zhao Shi's eyes lit up, and she buried her head in her husband's neck and whispered, "I just want a child, so that I'll have someone to talk to when I'm lonely."
"This... Lieutenant Zhao Man was troubled when he heard that his wife wanted a child. It wasn't for any other reason than that he had been injured in the war between the two countries, and his 'thing' in his lower body was no longer working. He would avoid marital relations whenever possible. It wasn't that he wasn't interested in his beautiful wife, but that he was truly unable to perform. Because of this, Zhao was also dissatisfied with her husband. She had been pampered since childhood, and being young, beautiful, and sensual, she couldn't just be kept at home as a decoration. That's why she had a lover, Feng Wanjin, who was all show and no substance. The two exchanged letters and secretly had an affair while Zhao Man was away on the battlefield. Eventually, Zhao's belly swelled up like a balloon, and it was about to become too embarrassing to hide. Her wet nurse immediately suggested that she move to another courtyard to recuperate, away from the eyes of the world.
How could Zhao not know what her husband was struggling with? She immediately interjected, 'Having a child isn't something that can be rushed in a year or two. I think we should adopt a child first...' She steered the conversation here, carefully observing her husband's reaction."
"Adoption?" Zhao Man was a little confused and asked, "Didn't you want your own child, Madam?" Seeing that he didn't react strongly, Zhao felt relieved and continued, "Husband, I've heard that if a couple has no children after marriage, adoption is a good thing. You never know when you might get pregnant. Our family is wealthy, and it's good to have many children and grandchildren; that would make it lively."
After saying this, she tugged at her husband's sleeve and pleaded with him.
"Hehe, this is a good thing..." Zhao Man wrapped his arm around his wife's waist and said, "But where will this child come from?" "Husband, just say yes or no?" Zhao Shi gestured with her finger on his chest and said, "There are countless poor families in this world, are you afraid you can't find a beautiful little baby?" "We can't force it, we have to ask the family's consent."
Zhao Man thought that having another child would be good, so that his wife wouldn't have to devote all her attention to him, this "useless man," and would be too busy to remember the pleasures of the bedroom.
Zhao Shi cheered, her heart full of happiness, she laughed until tears streamed down her face, she was so grateful to her husband, and she thought to herself: From now on, no matter what, Zhao Shi will never fail her husband.
After leaving the study, she immediately found the wet nurse and told her what had happened. The wet nurse never expected that in just three days, the princess had persuaded the son-in-law, and she was speechless with disbelief.
"Nanny, it's true! My husband has agreed to let me adopt the children. Please hurry and bring my Yizhu and Hede back! I miss them so much!
" "Princess… It's already late, and the children are long asleep. I think it would be better if…" "Nanny, I can't wait a moment longer! Please go, please go!" Saying this, she pushed the nanny out. Seeing her earnest expression, the nanny couldn't bear to tell the truth. She changed her clothes and left the Zhao residence.
She thought and thought. If she didn't bring the children back, the princess would definitely not give up. But she had already "abandoned" the children. In these three days, if they hadn't met kind people to adopt them, they would have been carried off and eaten by wild dogs and wolves. They certainly wouldn't still be there waiting for her to find them. What could she do? It was all her fault, being an old fool. She had planned everything perfectly, but she hadn't expected Lieutenant Zhao to agree to adopt two children. If she had thought of that earlier, she could have left the children with relatives and then brought them back now. That would have been perfect, and she wouldn't be so anxious now. For the past two nights, she had been dreaming of the two adorable children. They cried and cried, disturbing her sleep.
Having no better idea, she decided to try anything, even if it seemed hopeless. She immediately set off to drive her cart to the dilapidated temple, thinking that if the children had been adopted or eaten by wild animals, there should be some clues to follow.
So, the wet nurse returned anxiously to the temple gate, praying that the two children were still there and safe. Perhaps it was a miracle, but as soon as she got off the cart, she looked closely and saw, in the distance, the two small blue silk bundles were still there. And, faintly, she could hear the children crying. She was speechless with emotion. She stumbled over and threw herself upon the children.
"Wah...wah..." The two children cried even harder when they saw someone coming, their long eyelashes glistening with tears, especially Hede, who cried the loudest.
At this moment, the children's cries were more beautiful than celestial music.
The wet nurse picked up the two babies, tears streaming down her face, and said, "These are two fortunate children. I abandoned you here, and you survived for three days and three nights. You will surely enjoy boundless blessings in the future.
" She took the two "lucky children" back to the Zhao family mansion, where they could enjoy family life with Princess Zhao and Lieutenant Zhao Man. Princess Yi and Hede, who should have been born into a wealthy family, had finally escaped a calamity and returned to a life of plenty. Unexpectedly, the children's wealth did not end there. They eventually became women who could shake the Han Dynasty with a stomp of their
feet. However, before all this came, the trials created by Heaven did not cease, as if to test their will, and one misfortune after another occurred.
When she was nine years old, Zhao Man led his army into battle again. This time, unfortunately, he did not return. Princess Zhao became a widow. Because of her striking beauty, and the fact that she was only thirty when her husband died, she was still quite attractive. Many high-ranking officials and nobles who had previously had dealings with Zhao Man used the pretext of mourning the deceased to engage in illicit affairs, disregarding all shame and propriety, and making advances to have sexual relations with her. However, since the incident with Feng Wanjin, Zhao had long lost interest in matters of love and intimacy, and instead found herself unable to bear it. Frustrated, she gradually conceived the idea of leaving Suzhou with her two young daughters.
The mother and her two daughters bid farewell to their old nanny (who by this time suffered from severe rheumatism and could no longer walk), changed into simple clothes and hairpins, and set off for the capital to visit relatives. Traveling far from home, one's fate is often uncertain, and the journey is fraught with danger. When they reached the outskirts of the city, dusk had fallen. They decided to find an inn to rest and eat, and continue their journey early the next morning.
Zhao, leading her two daughters, one in each arm, entered the inn.
"Shopkeeper, bring us a superior room."
She took off the small blue cloth bag from her shoulder and held it in her arms.
The shopkeeper glanced at her with his triangular eyes and knew that this widow and her children must come from an extraordinary background. Although they were dressed simply and wore no gold or silver jewelry, their demeanor, gait, rosy cheeks, and extraordinary temperament indicated that they were from a wealthy family.
After entering the room, the young waiter turned to fetch hot water for them. Zhao put down the bag, half-squatted down, and asked the two children, "Yizhu, Hede, would you like to stay here tonight?" "Yes."
The two children looked exactly alike. Like the others, they had long eyelashes that framed large, bright black eyes, and small mouths as lovely as red cherries. Their voices were sweet and tender. Zhao patted their heads affectionately and smiled, "Good, so good!" In the countryside, there weren't many dishes to suit everyone's taste, so Zhao ordered noodles and a few simple dishes to feed the two children. The three of them went to bed early and slept soundly until the sun was high in the sky. They woke up feeling a little dizzy. Zhao sensed something was wrong and nudged Yizhu and then Hede, but they didn't wake up.
She immediately checked ... Feeling that someone might have poisoned her food, she reached for the blue cloth bundle beside her pillow, only to find it empty. Panicked, she realized she'd run into a shady inn on her very first day out. What was she to do? The innkeeper and waiter were nowhere to be seen. Two other guests had also had their money stolen. Frustrated, Zhao sold her childhood jade pendant at a low price and continued her journey to the capital with her two children.
This journey lasted for over half a month. Having lost their bundle, their money became scarce, and they had to cut back on everything, from food to clothing. Having never experienced hardship since childhood, Zhao Yizhu fell ill on the journey and, unable to afford a doctor, simply kept putting it off, believing that everything would be alright once she returned to her parents' home in the capital. This belief sustained her as she carried her two children onward.
The night was frosty, and the three of them slept in the carriage. One quilt was hardly enough. Zhao Yizhu woke up first from the cold. Hede, sleeping beside her, also woke up when Zhao Yizhu moved, asking groggily, "Sister, can't you sleep?" "Hede, I'm cold,"
Zhao Yizhu said, her face contorted in pain, rubbing her small hands together to warm them, her breath turning white.
"Sister, try to sleep. Mother is still sick; let's not disturb her,"
Zhao Hede whispered, pointing at Zhao Yizhu with her finger.
"Alright then, Hede, could you press your back against mine so the cold wind doesn't get in? That way, we'll both be warm.
" Zhao Hede nodded and said, "It's no trouble at all. You sleep, I'll hold your waist while I sleep."
Before they even reached the capital, their money was almost gone. Zhao realized this wasn't a long-term solution, so they had to stop and find a dilapidated thatched hut to rest temporarily. She was a girl from a wealthy family; she didn't have many other skills, but her embroidery and pattern-making skills were top-notch. With the remaining money, she bought some materials, intending to do some small business at the market. Once she had saved enough money, she would continue her journey.
In the capital, there was an old man named Zhao who was passing through on business. He saw how vividly and exquisitely Zhao's embroidered purses were, so he bought two for his wife. "Excuse me, young lady, do you know how to weave love knots?" asked the old man. Zhao replied, "Ahem...yes, what kind do you want...ahem...tell me."
The old man noticed her unusually flushed cheeks, perhaps from a fever, and frowned, asking, "Young lady, you're so ill, why are you still out doing business?" Seeing that he was a kind man, and also sharing the same surname, Zhao felt a sense of kinship. She had been longing to share her hardships with someone, so she immediately poured out her troubles to the old man.
After listening, the old man couldn't help but sigh. He thought of her, a young lady from a wealthy family, suffering so much, now unable to afford medical treatment and unable to return home—truly pitiful. Moved by compassion, he took out some silver and bought the rest of her purse.
"How can I accept this?"
Zhao hesitated, pushing the gift away and bowing her head in refusal.
Old Man Zhao pressed it back to her, saying, "Why can't I accept it? Aren't you selling this?" Zhao knew he was pitying them, a widow and orphan, and was kindly offering help, but the more he did so, the more embarrassed she felt to accept it. "
What's this? Please accept it quickly.
" "Then... thank you, sir."
Princess Zhao, unwilling to accept favors without reason, suddenly remembered the old man's earlier question about the "love knot" and said, "I'll give you a love knot, but I don't have any red thread with me. If you don't mind my humble abode, please come to my house for a cup of tea. It will be ready in a short while. "
So, the kind-hearted old man Zhao followed Princess Zhao to her thatched cottage. Although their dwelling was meager and bare, it was clean and tidy, and the incense burning inside was surprisingly elegant.
As soon as Princess Zhao entered, she called out, "Princess Yi, Hede, we have guests! Quickly, give them..." The old man poured tea.
His call brought out two young girls, both beautiful and delicate, like maidens of Guanyin Bodhisattva. Old Zhao had never seen such beautiful children before, especially since they looked exactly alike. Without close inspection, it was impossible to tell them apart. However, upon closer inspection, one could see that Hede's skin was even whiter and brighter than Yizhu's. In modern terms, it was like the difference between ivory white and porcelain white. Individually, they were both white, but when compared side-by-side, one possessed a subtle beauty, radiating a warm glow, while the other was breathtakingly beautiful, captivating the soul.
"Old man, have some tea."
Yi Zhu brought the tea over, with Zhao Hede following behind.
"Have you two studied any books?" Old Zhao gathered the two children to his lap, looking them over with obvious delight.
Zhao Hede smiled, puffed out her chest, and said in a clear voice, "We've read the Four Books and Five Classics, aren't you impressive?" Old Zhao was taken aback and said, "These are books for boys. You've read these too?" Zhao Yi Zhu's voice was as melodious as a nightingale's song as she said, "Old man, don't listen to Hede. We only know some characters; we haven't read such profound books.
" "How could you not have read them?" Zhao Hede blinked her big eyes and pouted, "I've read all the books in Father's study.
" "I've seen you sleeping with them as pillows, haha."
"Sister, how can you do this?"
The princess, weaving red coins nearby, smiled knowingly as she looked at the two adorable children.
From then on, whenever Old Man Zhao passed by on business, he would visit the two children, leaving them either some firewood or some silver. Zhao Shi didn't want to accept his favors, as she had nothing to repay him with. Old Man Zhao would say, "You can go hungry, but do you expect the children to starve with you?" With Old Man Zhao's help, although they weren't starving, they could barely make ends meet. Zhao Shi's illness was delayed and eventually became a serious problem, confining her to her sickbed and leaving her with no time to care for her two children.
The Zhao sisters were frantic. Zhao Yizhu remembered when they were in Suzhou... Seeing people selling straw sandals at the market, doing exceptionally well with passersby eager to buy them, she said, "Hede, let's weave straw sandals and sell them too. With the money, we can treat Mother's illness."
Zhao Hede replied, "That's a good idea, but this isn't Suzhou, and it's not summer now. It's freezing cold; who will buy our straw sandals?" "Yes... Hede, do you think we'll continue like this forever, living in this dilapidated house?" "Sister, believe me, one day we will hold our heads high, leading Mother to a life of wealth and making everyone envious of us."
Zhao Hede grasped her sister's hand and said firmly.
"Yes, sister, we must live better than anyone else. Do you remember what our wet nurse said? We were once outside a dilapidated temple, ignored and uncared for, yet we survived for three days and three nights without starving or freezing to death. We are blessed sisters; we will surely bring glory to our family in the future."
"Yes, sister."
After Zhao Hede finished speaking, the two sisters hugged each other and wept bitterly.
However, Madam Zhao, the Princess of Gusu, did not live to see the day Zhao Hede described. She left behind her two children in hunger and cold. Princess Yi and Hede cried so hard they almost fainted. The pain of losing their loved one and the uncertainty about the future left the two young girls at a loss.
Just then, Old Man Zhao visited the Zhao family again. Seeing that Madam Zhao had passed away at such a young age, he was also very sad. He pitied his two daughters, who were so young and had lost their mother. His eyes welled up with tears. Tears streamed down her face.
Seeing the man's kindness, Zhao Hede knelt down and pleaded, "Uncle Zhao, please take us in! We sisters will definitely be filial to you and repay your great kindness in the future."
Old Man Zhao had no sons but loved children very much. Although the Zhao sisters were not boys, they were beautiful and exquisite. Reminded by Zhao Hede, he also had the idea and said, "Master, Hede, would you be willing to call me Father?" "Uncle, of course we would! You have always been so good to us, Sister..." Zhao Hede hurriedly pulled her sister to kowtow to Old Man Zhao.
"Father—!!" the two exclaimed in unison.
"Good, good! They are both my good daughters."
And so, they followed the kind-hearted Old Man Zhao to the capital. Old Man Zhao settled the two children in an inn and went home first to persuade his wife. His wife was an extremely shrewd woman. Although she could not bear children herself, she was unwilling to raise other people's children for nothing. Besides, these two children were already so old; how could she raise them as her own? Her kindness now might be taken for granted in the future, or even worse, it might be like "throwing meat buns to a dog, never to be seen again."
Mrs. Zhao said, "You didn't even discuss it with me before bringing them back, causing such a big trouble. What can I say to you?!" Old Man Zhao swallowed his pride and pleaded, saying with a forced smile, "I think those two children are really pitiful. They are only eight or nine years old, and their parents have passed away. If I don't take care of them, they will starve to death before this winter."
"So what if they starve to death? What does it have to do with us?" Madam Zhao glared, hands on her hips, and said, "You think you're so great? There are so many poor people. If you take care of one today and another tomorrow, how are we supposed to survive?" "Madam, I promise you, I'll only help you this once, okay?" "Not even once!" "Oh dear! Madam..." Old Man Zhao had already made up his mind to take in Yizhu and Hede, so he continued to pester her relentlessly, "These two girls are quite pretty. When they grow up, who knows how many talented young men will want to come to our door. Wouldn't you, as their 'mother,' be very prestigious then?" Upon hearing that there were two "beautiful" girls, Madam Zhao's heart stirred.
It turned out that this prosperous capital was a place for selecting beauties and holding singing contests. Because Emperor Cheng was quite fond of wine and women, even the mansions of marquises and nobles throughout Chang'an were filled with singing and dancing every night; even the common people had long been accustomed to a luxurious and romantic life. If these sisters were truly as charming and beautiful as Old Man Zhao said, and if they learned some dance and singing, then high-ranking officials and nobles would come knocking at their doors to take them as concubines. How could the dowry be any less? Old Man Zhao, unaware of his wife's thoughts, assumed she was willing and tentatively said, "How about I bring them over tomorrow for you to see? If you like them, you can keep them?" He was confident that with the Zhao sisters' looks, no one would be heartless enough to abandon them. He was sure his wife would like them at first sight.
Little did Madam Zhao know that this Zhao... The sisters were not only beautiful but also looked exactly alike. Such a delightful pair of twins would surely bring him a fortune in the future. Overjoyed, he recognized them as relatives, took them into his household, hired tutors to teach them to read and play the zither, and raised them like daughters of a wealthy family.
Old Zhao was comforted to see his wife genuinely fond of the two children. Unbeknownst to him, his wife harbored ulterior motives, hoping to use the Zhao sisters to gain even greater wealth.
Winter turned to spring, and the seasons changed. The Zhao sisters lived a life of dependence in the Zhao household. Apart from the elderly Old Man Zhao, no one truly cared for them. If they neglected their studies, they were inevitably criticized. To everyone else, these two increasingly beautiful girls were like money trees. She always said, "You eat my food, drink my water, and live in my house; you must remember to repay me in the future."
The two sisters had spent five years in the Zhao family, their beauty and talent renowned. To maintain their mystery, Madam Zhao always had them wear veils over their hats when they went out, obscuring their faces. But their graceful figures and charming bearing had already captivated many young men.
Zhao Yizhu became famous early because she was even more slender and skilled in dance than Hede. When she danced by the railing, she resembled a fairy treading on water, like a swallow taking flight. Thus, the name Zhao Feiyan spread quickly, so much so that people forgot her real name.
Just as Madam Zhao was basking in her success, planning to make a fortune off the two sisters, an unexpected incident occurred.
It turned out that Zhao Feiyan had fallen in love with her zither teacher, Dong Yue. The two exchanged glances and almost became intimate, which greatly alarmed Madam Zhao. She immediately ordered Dong Yue's dismissal, using force to separate the lovers. Zhao Feiyan lost her appetite and quickly became even thinner, unable even to stand.
Old Master Zhao was heartbroken, but Madam Zhao wentssiping. Seeing that Zhao Feiyan never came out to eat, she said to Hede, "Hede, tell me, since you sisters came to the Zhao household, have I ever treated you poorly in the slightest? Your food, clothing, and daily necessities have always been provided for you two. Have I ever worried about money? It's just that I'm afraid you're young and will be deceived by men! Tell me, what future does Dong Yue, a mere zither teacher, have? I only said a few words to her, all for her own good, and she still gets angry with me. Is this the reward I get after raising you with so much hardship?" Zhao Hede disliked Madam Zhao; she saw through her ulterior motives perfectly. However, she had to maintain appearances, since they were now living under someone else's roof and receiving favors. "Mother, don't worry, sister..." "I'll speak to my sister, and Mr. Dong's matter will pass."
Zhao Hede put down her bowl and chopsticks, looked at Madam Zhao, and said, "If my sister and I find wealthy husbands in the future, we will never forget our mother's kindness in raising us."
Madam Zhao was startled, thinking: This Zhao Hede sees through everything, it's truly terrifying. Can she possibly scheme against such a young girl? Zhao Hede, accompanied by her maid, brought food and advised Zhao Feiyan, saying, "Sister, I'm not trying to criticize you, but we sisters have suffered a lot these past years. We should look to the future. A mere zither teacher is really not worth all this."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Feiyan cried even harder, "Are you still my sister? How can you say such things? Mr. Dong and I are truly in love."
"So what?" Zhao Hede took the food box from the maid and placed it in front of her. Zhao Feiyan turned her head away and said, "Take it all away, I won't eat."
Zhao Hede sighed softly and said, "Sister, have you forgotten those days of hunger and cold? Have you forgotten our mother who died young because we couldn't afford medical treatment?" "Of course I haven't forgotten, not for a moment. "
Zhao Feiyan sobbed even harder as she recalled the past, her nose turning red.
"No, you've forgotten."
Zhao Hede blinked, a knowing smile on her face. Her demeanor was not like that of a naive girl, but rather like that of a shrewd and calculating husband. She placed chopsticks on her plate and said, "You only have Dong Yue in your heart. You've forgotten all of this. You've forgotten the vow we made to live better than anyone else. You clearly know that Dong Yue has nothing, but you still fell for her. So, you've forgotten, and forgotten completely."
"Hede... Sister, I'm truly disappointed in you. The food is here; eat it or not is up to you. Anyway, if you die, I, Zhao Hede, won't live alone. We came into this world together, and we'll die together. I'll go with you."

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