The story of a bullied daughter's rise to power

"These are all small matters." Tan Tai Yun Yi agreed readily.

"Of course, if it's these, I can do it myself. After all, I am still the eldest daughter of the Situ family." Situ Yaorao understood.

"Then what does Miss Situ want?"

"I want the prince to be a living advertisement for me." Situ Yaorao said decisively.

"Huh?" Tan Tai Yun Yi was puzzled.

"Prince Yun Yi is basically a symbol of perfection in the eyes of outsiders, so if possible, I would like to ask the prince to advertise for me. As long as the prince stays here for seven consecutive days after my store opens, I will agree to your request. How about this?" Situ Yaorao's request was not harsh.

Tantai Yunyi was a prince, so if he lingered in the tavern, it would inevitably cause controversy. But this was exactly the effect that Situ Yaorao wanted.

Tantai Yunyi's expression was somewhat grim, but after thinking about it, he said, "Okay, but I want you to help him as soon as possible."

"Of course. The Seventh Prince has been kind to me before, so it is my duty to do so." Situ Yaorao said with a smile.

"You really don't want to suffer any loss at all." Tan Tai Yun Yi was helpless.

Upon hearing this, Situ Yaorao shook her head. "No, if it's someone I'm friendly with, I'd rather suffer the loss. But the prince has indeed schemed against me many times. Naturally, I won't let the prince gain any advantage."

"I wonder who would marry a woman like you." Tan Tai Yun Yi shook his head.

"I don't know whose family it is, but I believe it's definitely not the prince." Situ Yaorao looked at Tan Tai Yun Yi and said lightly. Tan Tai Yun Yi smiled. Because this was a fact.

He admired Situ Yaorao very much, but precisely because of that admiration, he wouldn't do anything. People in the royal family were destined not to have love. Once they had feelings, they would lose their rationality and eventually do something that they would regret.

Back then, his mother had done something like that, so even now, his seventh brother still has a shadow over him. Everyone has their own destiny. He believes in fate.

Just as he trusts his own mind.

"Miss, look at this." Just as the two were talking, Lian'er ran down from upstairs excitedly, holding a piece of paper in her hand.

"Hmm?" Situ Yaorao took the paper with doubt in her eyes, only to see a portrait of a woman on it. The woman had delicate features, and although she wasn't a glamorous woman, she was pleasing to the eye at first sight.

"This woman is so pretty." Lian'er praised.

Tantai Yunyi took a look and said, "Isn't this a portrait of Miss Lan Yi?"

With just one sentence, Lian'er was so frightened that she immediately snatched the portrait and tore it into pieces.

"Girl, is it really that serious?"

"Why not? Miss, let's go."

"Come to think of it, why are you here? There's been quite a commotion in Lan Yi Pavilion recently." Tan Tai Yun Yi asked in confusion.

It was at this moment that Lian'er noticed Tantai Yunyi and hurriedly said, "Your servant greets His Majesty. You may not know that our young lady has bought this place."

"Miss Situ is really bold." Tan Tai Yun Yi said.

"How can this be considered daring? In my opinion, the young lady is fearless and insists on torturing people. How can a place like this be used for business?"

"Lian'er, stop talking nonsense. Why can't we do business here? I don't talk about strange things. How many times do you want me to say it?"

"Miss Situ is right. However, sometimes people are even more terrifying." After saying that, Tan Tai Yun Yi left.

Situ Yaorao's eyes flashed, and she turned and went upstairs.

At night, the singing began again. Lian'er trembled with fear, and only after Situ Yaorao comforted her did she fall asleep. The second time, Lian'er's dark circles were even darker.

"Miss, let's go."

"Don't be afraid, Lian'er. Today, your young lady will let you know the truth." Situ Yaorao soothed her in a low voice. Lian'er shook her head helplessly and then obeyed obediently.

But I still feel scared.

After all... this is a big deal.

Situ Yaorao had always believed that ghosts and gods did not exist in this world. Even after coming here, she still did not believe it.

Situ Yaorao ordered Lian'er to buy a large net, and then gave it to the carpenter, explaining the process. Then, at nightfall the next day, she returned to her room and went to sleep.

Sure enough, when the time came, the singing was still going on. Situ Yaorao dragged Lian'er out to the lobby. When Lian'er saw the woman in white in the lobby, she screamed, "Ahhhhhhhh, help!"

This sentence seemed to frighten the woman, and she hurried out. At this moment, a large net suddenly fell from above, trapping her in it and making it impossible for her to escape.

"Lian'er, let's go over there."

"Miss, I won't." Lian'er was afraid. Situ Yaorao heard this and reluctantly pulled her over. When he got there, he brushed aside the woman's long hair. Only to see a familiar face revealed.

"Qinghe?" Lian'er was surprised.

Seeing that it was Qinghe, Situ Yaorao smiled slightly: "Miss Qinghe, it really is you."

"You! What are you doing?" the woman asked in panic.

"I should be the one asking you this. It's so late, and you're not sleeping. Instead, you're dressed in white, singing Miss Lan's favorite songs, and acting like a ghost here. What are you doing here?"

"Lan Yi? Lan Yi? What's wrong with you? Where are you?" Just as Situ Yaorao asked the question, a man's voice rang out. He hurriedly ran out of the house. However, when he saw Qing He standing in the lobby, his face changed: "Why is it you?"

"Who do you think it is?" Situ Yaorao asked with a smile.

"I..." The man hesitated.

"The Lan Yi you thought of has always been her. As for the reason, she probably hopes that this store will go bankrupt but will not be sold to the wrong person." Situ Yaorao looked at the woman and said lightly.

"Someone who shouldn't be sold?" The man was a little confused.

"That's right, someone you shouldn't have sold. Qing He has been following you all the time, so naturally I suspected you two were playing tricks. However, later I investigated and found out that the man who forced Miss Lan Yi to death seemed to be the owner of Lingyue Tower across the street.

This was quite intriguing. Why would Miss Lan Yi, who never had to entertain guests, be encountered by the owner of Lingyue Building across the street and treated like this?

You have to ask Miss Qinghe about these.

"Miss Qinghe told me before, 'You've handed everything over to her, and you only have Lan Yi in your heart.' That would be much simpler. She has ample power, and she colluded with the owner of Lingyue Tower across the street to have Miss Lan Yi killed. She also wants to sell this place to the owner of Lingyue Tower at a low price. So, she's playing tricks here to make it unsaleable. This is also why she disagreed when I came here to buy this place." Situ Yaorao looked at the woman and said lightly.

"Is this true?" the man frowned and looked at Qinghe.

"Master, that's not true. That's not true. She has absolutely no evidence."

"If you want evidence, it's actually very simple. As long as I continue here, the owner of Lingyue Tower will come to you sooner or later, right?" Situ Yaorao said with a smile.

Qing He's face turned pale when he heard this: "Why, why did you come here? If it weren't for you, if it weren't for you... I could have succeeded."

"Is it really you?" The man looked at Qing He in disbelief. He never dreamed that someone close to him would kill the woman he loved and even try to seize the house.

If it were the old Lan Yi Pavilion, even if it sold for fifty or a hundred thousand taels, it would have been fine. However, the current Lan Yi Pavilion is completely unpopular. If it weren't for Situ Yaorao, I'm afraid it would have been sold cheaply to Ling Yue Tower across the street.

"Why? What have I done wrong to you? Why do you treat me like this? What have Lan Yi done wrong to you? Do you still want her?" The man looked at Qinghe with an ugly expression and disappointment.

Qing He scoffed at this and tore off the human skin mask. A charming and delicate face was revealed. The woman was about twenty years old.

She has a delicate appearance, but is too smart and attracts attention.

She stared at the man with her watery eyes, and said tenderly: "Sir, it is because you treat me so well that I am like this."

"Don't call me Master!" the man said sternly.