The Rebirth of a Concubine's Daughter and Her Heartless Lover!

Machiavellian Beginning

As Shen Yiyao spoke, a hint of amusement flashed in Shen Qianyun's eyes. A sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth, clearly unimpressed by her determination. He raised his eyelids and slowly scanned her, as if examining someone insignificant.

"Control your own destiny?" Shen Qianyun's voice was low and hoarse. "You are just a concubine of the Shen family. Your fate has already been determined for you. Any struggle will be futile."

Shen Yiyao didn't flinch. Her gaze remained unwavering, only growing more resolute. She walked over to Shen Qianyun's desk and gently tapped it. Her voice was clear and resounding, "Shen Qianyun, you're wrong. Fate isn't necessarily unchangeable. Especially when you understand the truth behind political schemes, even the most solid situation can be broken."

Shen Qianyun was slightly stunned, his brows furrowed slightly, clearly surprised by Shen Yiyao's sudden bold words. But he quickly regained his composure, gently putting down the scroll in his hand, his eyes still filled with disdain.

"You think you have the ability?" He sneered. "You're just a concubine who just traveled through time. All you can do is put on airs. In other words, you don't understand politics or even how to protect yourself."

Shen Yiyao smiled softly, a glint of intelligence in her eyes. She knew Shen Qianyun was right. She had come here knowing almost nothing, not even a complete understanding of the rules of this world. But she also knew that there was no real threat in Shen Qianyun's eyes; he was simply confident in his own strength and the vast influence of the Shen Mansion.

"You don't have to look down on me." Shen Yiyao didn't care. "Your mistake wasn't about what I could do, but that you didn't realize the changes I could bring to the Shen Mansion."

Shen Qianyun narrowed his eyes, as if he had no interest in this topic. He waved his hand, indicating that Shen Yiyao could leave. "You don't have to worry about the situation in the Shen Mansion. Your fate is just a chess piece of the family. If you don't know how to stand in the right position, you will eventually be swallowed up."

Shen Yiyao's heart trembled, realizing that Shen Qianyun wasn't completely unguarded. His indifference and arrogance masked the wariness and worry deep within him. This might be an opportunity she could exploit.

"I will stand in the right position." Shen Yiyao whispered, "But that position is not something you can decide."

She turned around and prepared to leave, but suddenly heard Shen Qianyun's voice: "Do you want to use the Shen Mansion?" There was a hint of contempt and disdain in her tone, "Do you think you are qualified to participate in this?"

"I don't need qualifications." Shen Yiyao stopped and turned back calmly, "I only need wisdom."

The disdain in Shen Qianyun's eyes became more obvious. He stood up, walked to the window, and looked down at the dim night outside: "If you really have wisdom, perhaps you should have known that the situation in the Shen Mansion is far more complicated than you imagined."

Shen Yiyao's heart stirred. She knew there was more to Shen Qianyun's words. This mansion was far more than she had seen on the surface. She was no longer the concubine who passively waited for her fate to unfold. She had to find her own foothold in this complex power game.

She turned and walked out of the study, having already made a decision in her heart. Shen Qianyun's contempt was only the motivation for her to fight back. She didn't believe that fate was unchangeable, nor did she believe that she would always be a pawn at the mercy of others.

The nights at the Shen Mansion were always breathtakingly quiet, the surrounding palace walls deeply concealing everything within. Shen Yiyao walked back to her courtyard, but her mind was not at peace. She knew that what she was facing was not a simple family struggle. Every member of the Shen Mansion, even every servant, had unspeakable secrets, and Shen Qianyun was undoubtedly the mastermind in this power game.

However, Shen Qianyun is not untouchable. Although he is extremely powerful and ruthless, his every move hides deep undercurrents. Shen Yiyao knows that only by delving into the core of power and understanding the unspoken rules can she find her place in this game.

Her thoughts returned to her earlier conversation with Shen Qianyun. He hadn't shown a single emotion, as if everything was under his control. Shen Yaoyue's sneer made Shen Yiyao realize how insignificant her position in this family was. Shen Yaoyue wasn't just Shen Qianyun's fiancée, she was also a crucial figure in the power struggle within the Shen family.

Shen Yiyao sat by the window, looking down at a letter in her hand. This letter came from an old maid in the mansion. She was once an insider of the Shen Mansion. Although her status was low, she knew many secrets of the Shen Mansion. Her information was extremely important to Shen Yiyao.

The letter mentioned that Shen Qianyun had recently been facing challenges from several factions, including some powerful outsiders and some influential officials within the Shen Mansion. This power struggle was quietly unfolding, and Shen Qianyun's aloofness and dominance had already caused dissatisfaction among many. Shen Yaoyue's role in this was not as simple as it seemed. She was not only Shen Qianyun's fiancée, but also had deep ties to certain powerful figures.

Shen Yiyao realized that this was her opportunity. She had to use these complex political relationships to find her own breakthrough. Only through these intricate relationships could she truly control her future destiny.

Shen Yiyao sighed softly, her resolve growing stronger. She knew her path would be filled with danger and challenges, but she was no longer the concubine at the mercy of others. She had to learn to navigate this palace filled with conspiracy and calculation, control her own destiny, and achieve her own glory.

She clenched her fists and whispered to herself, "Shen Qianyun, Shen Yaoyue, all of you are just pawns in my chess game."

She has already understood the rules of this world, and she is stepping into the vortex of power, ready to get a piece of the pie.

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Chapter 4: Undercurrent