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

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Shen Yiyao's collaboration with Shen Cheng unfolded quietly, like a secret alliance. She knew that while Shen Cheng was ostensibly the second son of the Shen family, his motives were far deeper than Shen Qianyun's. While Shen Cheng's ambitions were not fully revealed, Shen Yiyao could sense a strong desire for power in his every word and action. If she wanted to survive this game, she had to seize the opportunity to collaborate with Shen Cheng, and perhaps even rely on him to achieve her ultimate goal.

However, this chess game wasn't as simple as she'd imagined. Shen Yaoyue, Nangong Xiu, and even the complex forces hidden behind Shen Qianyun all made her feel oppressed. She had never been so close to the vortex of power, yet she was always deeply trapped within it, unable to extricate herself.

That day, Shen Yiyao received another letter from Nangong Xiu. Her heart trembled slightly. Although the letter still didn't reveal any substantive content, she knew that Nangong Xiu must be conveying some kind of message to her. She instinctively felt that things seemed to have entered a critical moment.

"Miss, this is a letter from Nangong Xiu." Xiaoyu handed over the letter with a hint of worry in her tone.

Shen Yiyao took the letter and opened it. The coldness and provocation between the lines made her feel uneasy again. "Yiyao, the future of the Shen family is inevitable. And you have become the most crucial link in this struggle. Whether you can survive in the quagmire of power in the Shen family depends entirely on the choices you make."

At the end of the letter, Nangong Xiu wrote: "Tonight, come to Lin Garden. You will get the answer."

This brief letter sent a chill down Shen Yiyao's spine. She instinctively knew that tonight's meeting would be a matter of life and death. Shen Cheng had already warned her that the relationship between Nangong Xiu and Shen Yaoyue was more complex than it appeared, and her own role in this chess game seemed increasingly unclear.

As night fell, the moonlight shone like water. Shen Yiyao changed into a plain long dress and quietly left the house. She brought only Xiaoyu, a few attendants, and quickly made her way through the corridors of the mansion toward Lin Garden. Lin Garden was one of the most secretive areas of the Shen Mansion, known only to a few. Unlike other gardens, which were elaborately decorated, it had a more primitive feel, surrounded by towering ancient trees and a desolate landscape, imbued with a mysterious atmosphere.

As she entered the garden, Shen Yiyao's heartbeat quickened. She knew that tonight's meeting was unusual. She took a deep breath and finally saw Nangong Xiu's figure by the empty lake.

He was still dressed in a dark purple brocade robe, standing in the moonlight, his posture upright, his temperament as cold as usual. At this moment, he seemed more serious than usual, with a complex light flashing in his eyes.

Shen Yiyao walked up to him, smiled slightly, and said in a low voice: "Nangong Xiu, do you have any new ideas for today's appointment?"

Nangong Xiu stared at her quietly, his eyes deep: "You are finally here. In fact, I have been waiting for the answer to a question."

"What's the problem?" Shen Yiyao raised her eyebrows slightly, indicating that she was ready to listen to his answer.

Nangong Xiu's gaze became sharper, as if he was pondering her every move: "Why did you come to the Shen Mansion? To inherit power, for revenge, or for some other purpose?"

Shen Yiyao's heart was surging, but she still kept a calm smile on her face: "What do you mean by that?"

Nangong Xiu was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled faintly. "You don't need to pretend you know nothing. I know the secrets you're hiding, and I know your relationship with the Shen family isn't that simple." His voice suddenly became deeper. "What kind of destiny is pulling you towards your bloodline, Yiyao?"

Shen Yiyao was stunned, her eyes instantly sharp. Nangong Xiu clearly noticed her astonishment, and he sneered, "Do you know? Behind every power struggle and family struggle in the Shen family lies countless sacrifices and bloodshed. And you, originally, were not part of this struggle. You are just a pawn in the fate of the Shen family, an accident even."

Her heart sank suddenly. Nangong Xiu's words were like a sharp knife, piercing her heart. She had never imagined that her status in the Shen Mansion was so humble. Her mood suddenly became complicated, and her eyes unconsciously cast a hint of vigilance at him: "What exactly do you want to say?"

Nangong Xiu didn't answer immediately. Instead, he turned and walked toward the pool. His silhouette stretched out in the moonlight, as if shrouded in a veil of mystery. "Do you think the struggle within the Shen family is only about power and wealth?" His voice was low and distant. "In fact, the future of the Shen family is destined to rely on a specific person, and that person is you."

Shen Yiyao's heartbeat quickened, her eyes fixed on him: "What do you mean? Why do you say that?"

Nangong Xiu stopped and slowly turned around, staring at her with burning eyes: "Shen Yiyao, your true identity has long been known to us. You are not from the Shen family, but a descendant of a distant relative of the Shen family."

Shen Yiyao's entire body trembled, her mind going blank. She had never heard anyone claim she wasn't of the Shen family's bloodline, and she didn't even know how Nangong Xiu knew this. She desperately wanted to ask further, but she was afraid to reveal her inner panic.

Nangong Xiu seemed to see her astonishment, with a hint of playful smile on his lips: "You don't need to pretend ignorance anymore. The Shen family has long known your true identity, but they have never told you. And you may have realized long ago that you are not an ordinary member of the Shen family."

Shen Yiyao's heart was in turmoil. She couldn't believe the facts before her. Everything became confusing and unpredictable.

She was stunned for a moment, forcing herself to calm down. "Then why did the Shen family hide my identity? Which family do I belong to?"

Nangong Xiu smiled faintly, with a deep light in his eyes: "The answers to all these are hidden in the secrets of the Shen Mansion. And you will be the only key to unlock this secret."

A complicated look flashed across Shen Yiyao's eyes, and she had already made a decision in her heart - she must uncover it all, no matter what kind of conspiracy is hidden behind it, tonight, she must figure it all out.

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Chapter 10: The Mystery of Bloodline