Madam Li’s Identity Is Exposed Again!

That day?
With Young Master Lie?
The subordinate hesitated for a moment before reacting, and then realized that he was talking about the day he went to the hospital. He immediately replied, “Ah, that lady. She seemed to have something urgent, brought Young Master Lie to the hospital, confirmed he was not in danger, and then left Country T.”
The subordinate wasn’t sure what Xi Zelie was thinking, so he spoke rather bluntly, directly relaying the facts without any tact.
Xi Zelie’s heart tightened, and he furrowed his brows before sitting up. “You mean she left? Where did she go?”
Seeing how anxious Xi Zelie seemed, the subordinate hesitated and said, “Well… it seems like Country W. I heard she plans to stay there for a week.”
Country W—the Li family’s old residence is located there.
“Ah, that’s right. Before leaving, the lady also came to me and asked me to take good care of Young Master Lie. She said if you woke up, to send her a message and let her know. She also asked me to deliver one sentence to you: she’s sorry.” He had nearly forgotten about this.
Sorry for not waiting at the hospital until he woke up?
Xi Zelie’s furrowed brows gradually relaxed as he exhaled deeply. His handsome face, gentle as an angel’s, calmed down.
Enen is fond of Li Beijue—this wasn’t something he just discovered today.
However, as long as they haven’t married yet, there was still a chance. He had already decided to confront his heart truthfully. His inner resolve told him—he wouldn’t back down anymore!
Since he wouldn’t back down, he would face whatever came honestly and courageously.
Xi Zelie’s peach blossom eyes, deep and captivating, seemed like an unfathomable pool, tranquil and profound. His thin lips pressed together as he ordered, “Send her a message saying that I’ve woken up, and tell her not to worry.”
“Understood, Young Master Lie.”
He furrowed his brows and continued, “Who else came looking for me during the past two days while I was unconscious?”
“There was also…” The subordinate sneaked a glance at him, hesitating to say anything.
He didn’t dare to speak freely—it was, after all, a sensitive topic for Young Master Lie. But since Young Master Lie had asked, remaining silent wouldn’t seem appropriate either…
Xi Zelie cast a cold and indifferent glance his way.
That one glance sent the subordinate trembling all over, leaving him with no choice but to speak, albeit fearfully. “There was also the Princess… The Princess heard about Young Master Lie’s car accident, called to inquire about his condition. As per your previous instructions, I didn’t reveal anything to the Princess. But she seemed to know everything already and asked me to pass on a message, requesting Young Master Lie visit her after recovering.”
When Xi Zelie heard the word “Princess,” his face turned icy, and he kept silent.
With him not speaking, the subordinate—aware of the complex situation—dared not utter another word.
The relationships within the Xize family were convoluted. The eldest son was born to the current Lady of the Xize family, whereas Young Master Lie’s biological mother was the previous Madam Xi Ze.
Young Master Lie’s biological mother came from a noble lineage, being the only true nobility lady in a country under a monarchy. Back then, she was considered the most promising candidate for Princess. However, upon meeting Young Master Lie’s father, she defied her family’s opposition and societal expectations, resolutely choosing to marry into the Xize family.
According to the natural order, Young Master Lie should have been born before the eldest son. However, the previous family head was too indulgent, getting embroiled in numerous affairs outside, including making a female celebrity pregnant. That woman, being cunning, hid her pregnancy until she was close to delivering and then exposed it, which caused chaos within the Xize family.
Old Master Xize personally intervened, punishing the former family head severely. However, the child had already been born—and since it was a boy—it wasn’t possible to simply eliminate him.