The story of a bullied daughter's rise to power

"Are you from the Sixth Prince's party?" Situ Yaorao was a little unconvinced.

The Third Prince smiled softly upon hearing this: "What do you think?"

"I think you're in a league of your own."

Although they had only met twice, a person's personality would be revealed in conversation. This man would never be inferior to others.

"You are the first one to say so. However, I am not a faction of my own. I just don't want to fight for anything and just want to live a free life. I came here today because I was captured by my ninth brother to serve as a soldier." The third prince said with a helpless smile.

Situ Yaorao raised her eyebrows when she heard this: "Really? But I can see ambition on your face."

Situ Yaorao's voice was very soft. The Third Prince was startled when he heard it, then smiled faintly. He didn't answer, but said, "Come on, let's go in too. Otherwise, Ninth Brother will come to urge us again later."

Inside the cabin, exquisitely carved and richly decorated, several people sat together. Among them, a man in a pale yellow robe was likely the legendary Sixth Prince. He was surrounded by the crowd and seated in the center.

He had sharp brows, a handsome face, and a domineering air. He was toying with a dagger, the look of a man of power. Beside him sat a woman, dressed in white, with a fair complexion and large, innocent eyes. Standing close to him, they seemed a perfect match.

"Third brother is here?" The man stood up and greeted the Third Prince, then his eyes fell on Situ Yaorao. He was not surprised, thinking that the Ninth Prince had just mentioned it. So he smiled and said, "This is Miss Situ, right? I have heard of you for a long time, and seeing you today, you are indeed extraordinary!"

"Your Highness, you are too kind." Situ Yaorao smiled brightly, and this smile made everyone's heart clench. The Ninth Prince, who was not far away, saw this scene and felt that he could not bear to watch it. He turned away and did not look.

The Sixth Prince's smile froze for a moment, and he couldn't continue praising!

"Are you Situ Yaorao who almost scared Brother Seven to death?" Another man came over and looked at Situ Yaorao carefully, his eyes full of interest.

This man, who was about the same age as Situ Yaorao, looked at Situ Yaorao with full curiosity.

"Little Eleven, don't be rude." The Sixth Prince scolded.

"How could I? I just wanted to see what this legendary woman who was as fierce as a wolf and a tiger looked like. Now she looks like this." As he said this, the young man yawned and went back to his chair to take a nap.

"Third brother, Miss Situ, please take a seat. Fifth brother and eldest brother have been sent by the Emperor to investigate the floods in the south. I'm afraid they won't be back today. Today, I'll need your help."

The Third Prince nodded upon hearing this, and then pulled Situ Yaorao to sit down.

"Sixth Master, the imperial edict has come down." Outside, a man knelt in front of the Sixth Prince, holding the imperial edict in both hands.

"Read!" the man gave the order with full energy.

"Yes!" The man accepted the order and opened the imperial edict: "By the will of Heaven, the Emperor decrees that this competition is for fishing."

"Are you asking us to go fishing? What does the emperor think?" The Ninth Prince frowned, and a hint of disgust appeared on his delicate face!

"How can we guess what the emperor is thinking?" The Third Prince said in a light tone and took a sip of tea.

"No matter what we compete in, I will not lose to the prince!" The Sixth Prince made the final decision and there was no objection.

Half an hour later, several people went out and stood at the bow of the boat, fishing rods in hand. Opposite them stood three men.

The leader of these three men was a pale young man in white clothes with a brocade belt tied around his waist. It was not an exaggeration to describe his eyebrows and eyes as picturesque.

That face is so clean that people cannot bear to desecrate it.

Next to him stood a young man in black. He had a handsome and cold face and looked down on others.

On the other side was a young man in green. This man was as handsome as a blue lotus descending from the earth. Of these people, he was the most handsome.

He also held a fishing rod in his hand.

"Seventh Brother? Why are you in charge today?" The Ninth Prince called out to the young man in white across from him. The man smiled softly, a hint of illness in his voice, and said in a gentle, gentle voice, "His Royal Highness has a cold and is resting."

Cold?

When everyone heard this, they all looked strange. They couldn't help but think of the rumors from last night! Then, their eyes fell on Situ Yaorao.

The Ninth Prince even whispered, "Hey! Did you really do anything to the Crown Prince yesterday?"

"...I've never seen him!" Situ Yaorao gritted her teeth. However...the image of that psychopath emerged in her mind. A bad suspicion came to her mind. But the next second, she shook her head decisively. Impossible! How could that psychopath be the crown prince?

"Everyone saw you taking the prince out of Tianxiang Tower. Why are you still trying to quibble?" The Ninth Prince looked at Situ Yaorao with an expression that said you are not honest.

In response, Situ Yaorao only gave him two words: "Haha!"