A Foodie Transmigrated into the Palace Chapter 1571 - 1569: Past and Present Lives 7

Chapter 1569

A sleepless night.

Zhao Junyao lay on the bed, staring at the bright yet not dazzling yellow light above him for the entire night.

There were two reasons for this.

First, he had no idea what that thing was. Why could it keep glowing without lamp oil?

Second, he simply couldn’t sleep, his heart full of confusion.

How did he get here? Why did he come to this place? How could he return?

Moreover, if he couldn’t return, what would happen to the Great Chu Dynasty?

These inexplicable yet complex and chaotic questions lingered in his mind and refused to leave.

He was utterly clueless, helpless, and could only sit and await his fate.

This extremely passive feeling of being a fish on the chopping block was truly stifling.

From a young age to being crowned as the Crown Prince, he had never allowed himself to fall into such a predicament.

He couldn’t help but clench his fists, his eyes cold, secretly gritting his teeth.

’Is fate playing such a big joke on me? Is this a test on me?’ he thought.

After pondering repeatedly and still having no clue, Zhao Junyao could only set aside these questions.

He began to think about what to do next.

It seemed that he wouldn’t be able to return soon, so the urgent matter was to stay alive.

Although this unfamiliar woman was fierce, she had at least saved his life.

The place looked very simple, indicating she was not well off, so he should do something to repay her in silver, to cancel the debts.

Moreover, this body...

He touched the unfamiliar clothes he was wearing, and feeling the faint pain of his wounds, he got out of bed and looked at his appearance in the blurry window glass.

Finally, he concluded: this body was not his.

His eyes darkened, and he fell into thought.

Since this body wasn’t his, then this person must have family!

But... why was he so severely injured, yet his family didn’t know?

Why did they rely on a stranger for care?

Initially, it might be because they couldn’t locate him, but so much time had passed, and they still couldn’t find him?

...

The sleepless Zhao Junyao finally fell into a deep sleep as dawn slowly broke.

When Xia Ruqing got up to start her work, she couldn’t help but take a moment to go upstairs and check.

Seeing him sound asleep, she didn’t have the heart to wake him, so she quietly cooked a bowl of noodles and placed it on the small desk, arranging all the medicine atop it.

But she thought for a moment, and since this man wasn’t very bright, what if he took all the medicine?

So she put them away again, hiding them in a small cabinet, leaving only the bowl of noodles on the table.

After glancing around, there was nothing unusual in the room; he hadn’t moved anything.

Feeling satisfied, Xia Ruqing nodded and then turned to leave the room.

Delayed work and a half-year advance on her income, if she didn’t start working again, her boss would probably scold her to death.

Xia Ruqing hurriedly started her small truck and slowly drove out of the city while it was still dark.

She silently prayed, hoping no more incidents would occur. She couldn’t handle more chaos!

...

Almost at the same time, in the suburban villa area of City Z, Zhao Family Villa.

In the luxurious top-floor bedroom, Old Master Zhao weakly lay on the lavish leather bed, covered by a precious golden silk thin quilt.

He also had a sleepless night, tossing and turning, occasionally coughing violently.

Shih Yueshu, his current wife, was attentively serving tea and water beside him.

Despite being nearly fifty years old, she was well-maintained and looked just forty, whether in figure or skin.

She wore equally luxurious silk pajamas, holding a crystal cup filled with warm water.

"Husband, don’t worry, Yaoyao is blessed, and will definitely return safely!"

"Yesterday, Junqi went to the police station again, and they said there is still no result, making him furious and saying he would go again today!"

"Plus, the police station here has always handled cases efficiently, and given our situation, they will spare no effort in searching!"

"There will definitely be results soon, please be patient!"

"Husband, have a sip of water first!"

Zhao Zongqing glanced at the warm water in her hand, shook his head tiredly, and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"I don’t want to drink!"

"It’s almost dawn, you should rest for a while!"

"You’ve been taking care of me all day, it’s been hard on you!"

Shih Yueshu smiled gently, put down the water cup, and nestled next to him like a little bird.

"You are my husband, who else would I take care of if not you?"

Zhao Zongqing didn’t respond, closed his tired eyes.

With his son’s disappearance, he was full of anxiety.

He knew his time was running out, and if Yaoyao wasn’t found, the Zhao Family’s wealth would likely be controlled by Shih Yueshu and her son.

This was a situation he had never thought of, nor anticipated.

Unexpectedly... Shih Yueshu was no longer the Shih Yueshu of the past.

She and Shih Yueshu were childhood sweethearts; he had always liked her.

But when he went abroad to study, she betrayed him, getting involved with one of his brothers, even having a child with him.

In despair, he decided to cut ties and married another girl.

That girl was gentle and kind, and they soon had a child after their marriage, who is Yaoyao.

Unfortunately, his wife was weak, and after giving birth, she became ill due to improper postpartum care and hormonal imbalance, eventually succumbing to the illness.

Leaving him to raise Yaoyao alone.

Upon learning of his wife’s death.

Shih Yueshu came crying to him, saying she never married all those years, and had been waiting for him.

She also admitted it was her fault back then, but claimed it wasn’t voluntary.

The man took advantage of her when she was drunk, and as for having a child, she didn’t know she was pregnant.

By the time she found out, it was too late, and aborting it would have left her with lasting damage, making it difficult for her to have children in the future.

She was terrified and had to give birth.

She wept pitifully and threatened to commit suicide if he didn’t forgive her, declaring she would die right in front of him.

Helpless and pitying her, seeing her struggle to raise a child alone, he softened and forgave her.

They naturally married, and the child was raised under his name as Zhao Junqi.

...

So many years passed, and both children grew up.

Legally, they were both sons of the Zhao Group and had inheritance rights.

But he didn’t agree with that view.

That wasn’t his child; raising him was already fulfilling his duty, but sharing family wealth was impossible.

Realizing his body’s decline, knowing his time was short.

He met with a lawyer to write a will, leaving all his shares to his son.

As for Zhao Junqi, giving him two properties was his limit, not more.

Perhaps noticing his actions, Shih Yueshu and her son became extremely alert.

It was evident that both of them suddenly tried to flatter him, while secretly attempting to transfer assets.

But he had already been on his guard for those things.