The story of a bullied daughter's rise to power

"I hope so. We're helping you, even at the cost of angering our father, so we don't let you end up being destroyed by a woman. That woman gives me a very dangerous feeling."

"Second brother has always been a prophet. What you said makes me a little scared." The prince withdrew his gaze from Situ Yaorao.

"People are most afraid of uncertainty. I see uncertainty in this woman. If possible, the Crown Prince should refrain from excessive contact with the Situ family."

"Where is the military power of the Situ family?"

"Situ Yu is an old fox. Not to mention his daughter, even if his genius son helps someone, he might not let go of the military power. That bone is hard to chew."

"I understand. Thank you, Second Brother," the prince said softly. The man in green nodded and walked out. The prince's eyes fell on Situ Yaorao again, his mind filled with her attitude towards him last night. He had known for a long time that Situ Yaorao existed, writing him love letters and doing ridiculous things every day. However, he was not moved.

Until yesterday, when he was first tricked into Bi Bo Lake, then drugged and mistakenly found in Ruyi's room in Tianxiang Tower, where he met her. He had a nagging thought of making her his concubine, and wanted to force her to marry him, but he had no idea... she had not only tricked him but also taken his purse. Thinking of that scene, Tan Tai Wu Yue was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. As a crown prince, this was the first time he had ever been treated this way.

First, he stood by and watched while he was assassinated, and then, when he was drugged, he ignored his health. Yet, he was actually interested. The human heart is truly unpredictable.

The man wanted to laugh.

What does it mean to be unlucky? The Third Prince, Situ Yaorao, and the Eleventh Prince all looked at the boat going further and further away, their faces darkening.

Others catch fish with every hook, but for them? The fish just keep flying around!

After a while, Situ Yaorao stood up, looked at the Third Prince, and sighed deeply: "I think the way we fish is wrong!"

"I think so too." The Third Prince also put down his fishing rod and looked at the prince's boat which was going farther and farther away, indicating that he didn't want to continue!

"What should we do then?" The Sixth Prince looked at the Third Prince and asked.

"Why not just admit defeat?" The Third Prince said in a light tone.

"How can this be done! Once we admit defeat, the prince's party will be so arrogant!" shouted the Ninth Prince.

"But fishing is not something we can do just by thinking about it. Look, they have already reached the Pavilion in the Center of the Lake. If you continue like this, I'm afraid you won't even know what treasure the emperor has given you this time." The Third Prince pointed at the boat that was already heading towards the Pavilion in the Center of the Lake.

Upon hearing this, the Sixth Prince's expression changed. He looked at the large ship, then at their still standing position, and said decisively, "Admit defeat, Ninth Brother, let's go. This is just bad luck."

"But my royal brother!"

"Alright, we won last time, let's let them win this time. Perhaps this is the reason why Father issued this decree." The Sixth Prince looked dignified without being angry. The Ninth Prince fell silent after hearing this.

The Third Prince just smiled.

What was the Emperor's intention? Oh! How could they have guessed? The Emperor had never intended for any of his sons to become Emperor, because he still ruled the world.

The Queen's eldest son was not made the Crown Prince. Instead, she appointed the Fourth Prince, born to Concubine Ning, as the Crown Prince and also supported the Sixth Prince. The current situation is too difficult to understand.

The Sixth Prince's boat quickly caught up with the Crown Prince's boat. The two boats then docked at the lakeside pavilion. Inside, several women were waiting.

Seeing everyone coming down, the women rushed forward.

"Greetings to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, all the princes." The women's voices were charming, like the sound of a yellow oriole singing out of a valley.

"Everyone, get up," the Sixth Prince, who had come ashore first, said to the crowd. Then the woman in white he had brought with him grabbed his sleeve. Thinking of Situ Yaorao's words about avoiding contact with the Dongfang family, a hint of cruelty flashed in her eyes. Situ Yaorao! You're the disgrace of all women, and you dare to say that about me?

"Third Prince, I pay my respects to you. This pastry is made by me. Please have a taste?" Among the women, a woman in a light blue embroidered long dress walked over slowly, looked at the Third Prince and whispered.

Upon hearing this, the Third Prince raised his eyebrows and his gaze fell on Situ Yaorao beside him. His tone was gentle and full of doting: "Yaorao, do you want me to eat?"

With just one sentence, the Third Prince pushed Situ Yaorao to the center of public opinion!

"Where did this ugly freak come from?"

"Why is the Third Prince so kind to her?"

"Enchanting? Which enchanting? From the Situ Mansion? No way?"

Everyone was talking at once, and Situ Yaorao listened carefully. Then she looked at the Third Prince beside her and cursed herself for looking for trouble. She had offended the Third Prince, this evildoer, by putting on this makeup, and now she was tricked by him!

This guy definitely did it on purpose! It's impossible to expect him to show mercy now. It's better to fight to the death! No one can expect to have a good reputation! Thinking of this, Situ Yaorao put on a wronged expression and said, "If the prince wants to eat, then eat. How dare Yaorao interfere? If I interfere, you will definitely hang Yaorao up and do that thing like yesterday."