The story of a bullied daughter's rise to power

"I really don't understand you." Qian Shuier sighed.

Understand? Liu Wuchen smiled. What he wanted had always been simple. He simply wanted the country to be in turmoil, for Lanlin to be destroyed. As for the reason, perhaps even he himself didn't know.

"Okay, I've explained everything I need to explain to you. Whether you understand or not is your business. As for what happened between Situ Yaorao and me, it was just a matter of exploitation. Don't use a disgusting word like love on me. Next time, I'll kill you." Liu Wuchen finished speaking and walked away. After he left, Qian Shui'er's face gradually turned pale.

He squatted on the ground, sweating profusely.

It was the first time she knew this man could be so terrifying. Although she had always been in contact with Liu Wuchen, this was the first time he was so angry.

Was it because she was joking? Or was it because of the word love?

Qianshui'er couldn't figure it out, but in her heart, she understood a little bit. She had to stay away from this person. Liu Wuchen was too crazy.

Time passed little by little, and Situ Yaorao had walked through almost all the surrounding woods. Finally, she returned to the courtyard. There were two study rooms in the courtyard. Situ Yaorao entered the other study room. The study room was empty, and Situ Yaorao began to look carefully.

"Huh? Didn't the master order this study to be well guarded? Why is the door open?" Just as Situ Yaorao was concentrating on checking the books,

Only to hear a woman's voice coming from outside, Situ Yaorao thought to herself, "Oh no! From what the people outside said, it seems that they are not allowed to enter here?" Thinking of this, Situ Yaorao became a little anxious. She hurriedly tried to move the bookshelf and hide it, but when she did so, she moved a strange stone door and fell into it.

"Strange? There's no one here." The maid outside walked into the room and found that there was no one there, so she moved the bookshelf and went out, locking the door before leaving.

In the dark cave, the woman sat in the middle, completely dazed!

Situ Yaorao got up from the ground and rubbed her waist. She felt unwell. She looked around in the darkness and decisively took out a tinder. The faint light from the tinder allowed Situ Yaorao to finally distinguish where she was and why she had been rolling the moment she entered.

This seemed to be a dark room, but because she was in such a hurry, she slipped and rolled down the stairs the moment she was swept in. There were candles placed around here, but because no one had been here for a long time, the candles were not lit. Situ Yaorao walked to the candles with the light of the tinder, lit them little by little, and the whole dark room was illuminated.

The dark room was covered with spider webs, as if telling her that no one had ever been here. Inside the dark room, it was empty, with only a table and a bookshelf.

On the table were papers and pens, and on the bookshelf were some books on mechanical devices. Situ Yaorao approached curiously.

I only saw one signature on those books: Ji Ji Zi.

On the table, a wolf-hair brush lay beside it, its shape deformed from age. On the yellowed paper on the table were densely written words.

Situ Yaorao dusted off the chair, sat there and started watching.

After reading everything written on these papers, I was really shocked.

How important is love to a person? She didn't know, but in what she wrote, the mechanism had already given the answer.

Ji Gou Zi was born in a prosperous era. At that time, there was no war and no plague. Because of this, there were many disturbances and romantic deeds in the world.

Born without a name, Jijizi's parents died. He studied mechanical arts with a master, and later, due to his immense fame, he was dubbed Jijizi, meaning "Son of Mechanical Arts." His mastery of mechanical arts was unparalleled. Yet, this very person joined the demonic cult.

They say that one thought can make you a Buddha, and one thought can make you a devil. Jijizi's understanding of emotions was very superficial, and his master naturally never taught him the difference between good and evil.

He fell in love with a woman, and then joined a demonic cult. Everything seemed so simple, nothing to him. But he forgot that cults are called cults because their actions are heinous. Even if Jijizi didn't understand anything, he still ended up with blood on his hands.

And what he killed was a family. An institutional family.

The goal was to obtain a blueprint from the Jiji Clan. Geniuses always have a madcap side, and Jijizi was no exception. Ever since he heard about the Jiji blueprint, he'd been wanting it. However, it was a treasure of the Qiu Clan. Therefore, Jijizi never succeeded until a mission from the Demon Cult arrived, giving him a chance.

He also demonstrated his terrifying nature to the cult. Using nothing more than a mechanical device, he destroyed an entire family. But... he was still a man of feelings. After witnessing the river of blood and the pleadings of the family, he spared the life of a child. It was a woman, unable to carry on the family line or further its prosperity, so leaving her alive was harmless.

That was what he thought at the time. So with this attitude, he left the child in a pool of blood, forgetting that there are two words in this world called cause and effect.

Later, his beloved woman died, killed by righteous men during a mission. Jijizi was a reclusive man, and after his beloved's death, he became even more withdrawn. If it weren't for his mechanical skills, he would have been forgotten long ago. Later, the Demon Cult came under attack from righteous men.

The machine escaped.

Talented people are always easily forgiven. Righteous people saw his talent and kept him. And in just three years, he became a well-known master.

That year, he was only in his twenties. But it was during this prime time that he encountered an obstacle that he would never be able to avoid in his lifetime.

When the Qiu family was exterminated, the emperor took in their only child and raised him for three years. Now that the child is ten years old, it is time for him to start learning.

At this time, the royal family came to him, bringing with them the child who had made him panic. Qiu Lian, the only descendant of the Qiu family.

Back then, he never dreamed that the child he had let go would appear before him again. Out of guilt for what happened back then, a cherished love for talent, and... a commitment to the royal family, he took the child in as his apprentice. That became his only foundation for life.

Life is always like a joke. You never know when, after a turn, you will be unable to help laughing.

Qiulian was a clever girl, and by the age of ten, she had already mastered the art of mechanical engineering. She rarely smiled, and rarely spoke.

But... whenever she was immersed in the machine, she was always so happy. For this only disciple, the machine boy felt a mixture of tenderness and guilt. He cherished this poor child and felt guilty for the mistakes he had made back then. Back then, ignorant and self-centered, he had made a monstrous mistake. Now, he was no longer the frivolous and naive machine boy, and naturally understood how far he had gone. But, precisely because of this, he wanted to be kind to the child before him even more.

Perhaps because of this, he passed all his skills to this child. He taught this child for five years and treated her like his own sister.

However, Qiulian's cold eyes reminded him all the time that he was the culprit who harmed her entire family.

At the age of sixteen, Qiulian, having passed the age of marriage, announced her departure as a disciple. It was on that day that she said to him, "Do you like me?"