The story of a bullied daughter's rise to power

"Okay, I won't disturb your rest. You haven't come back all night, so I guess you didn't sleep well. Go to bed." Mrs. Situ said as she was about to leave.

"Why didn't you ask me about my absence all night?" Situ Yaorao frowned, feeling very strange. Upon hearing this, Madam Situ smiled slightly and said, "Because mother trusts Yaorao." After that, she left.

A simple word of trust, seemingly simple, is the most precious gift between people. How many people in this world can express their gratitude to each other without any grudges? Situ Yaorao didn't know. Nor did she want to know.

As the eldest daughter of the Situ family, she might have to shoulder a lot in the future, but for the sake of this trust, she could endure it all. Because, for her, this was too rare.

After Madam Situ left, Lian'er ran in a short while later. Lian'er looked very haggard today. When she saw Situ Yaorao, she burst into tears: "Miss, you are finally back. I was worried about you."

"Lian'er, don't cry. What's wrong with you today? You don't look very well." Situ Yaorao asked softly. Lian'er fell silent after hearing this.

"Did mother punish you?" Situ Yaorao guessed.

"It's my own fault. I failed to take good care of the young lady. I deserve to be punished. Besides, it's just the monthly silver. I've been without parents and relatives since I was a child, so it doesn't matter if I don't have the monthly silver. The young lady doesn't have to worry." Lian'er said, and smiled foolishly. Situ Yaorao heard this, and her eyes flashed: "I'll give you the monthly silver later. It was my fault yesterday that you were punished."

"Miss, please don't say that. Lian'er is your servant. Everything about you is the most important to me. It's my fault that I failed to take good care of you." After Lian'er finished speaking, she knelt on the ground.

Situ Yaorao couldn't help but sigh when she saw Lian'er like this: "Lian'er, you little girl, get up. You only make me feel guilty."

"Miss, please let me kneel like this." Lian'er said, looking at Situ Yaorao with red eyes: "In this life, I only want to stay by your side, so, if you have anything next time, please tell me, at least... don't disappear suddenly."

"I see." Situ Yaorao nodded helplessly, then helped her up: "Speaking of which, Lian'er, did you know that I have a little uncle?"

"Who are you talking about?" Lian'er was slightly surprised. "Miss, please don't mention this to outsiders. That person is already a taboo in our Situ family."

"Well, I know. I just want to know what kind of person he is." Situ Yaorao said.

"I don't know much about it, but I occasionally hear some things about him. It is said that he was a man of extraordinary talent, but unfortunately he disappeared in the end." Lian'er also had a vague idea about the young master of the Situ family.

Situ Yaorao always felt that person was like someone shrouded in fog. She had no idea what they were thinking, and she couldn't touch them. If she got closer, she would find... layers of fog hiding the truth.

After asking Lian'er some questions, Situ Yaorao rested.

At night, Situ Yaorao couldn't sleep, so she took advantage of Lian'er's absence and ran out. Following the method of Tan Tai Yunyi in her memory, she went to the back mountain and broke the so-called formation.

Sure enough, I saw the thatched hut again.

The moonlight was cold and bleak, illuminating the land. The man stood in front of the door, gazing at her from afar.

This man was very young. Even though he was already her uncle, he still looked very young. He seemed to be in his twenties.

He seemed to have known she would come, and when he saw her coming, he smiled faintly. That pretty face made it hard to feel disgusted.

"Uncle..." Situ Yaorao called softly. The man looked at her in surprise, then said, understandingly, "Did your mother say something to you?"

"Yes." Situ Yaorao nodded. The man chuckled when he heard this: "That's exactly what happened. But it's a good thing that happened, because that's why you came back."

The man's eyes were gentle. Situ Yaorao looked at him and couldn't help but said, "Uncle, don't you hate me?"

"That's exactly what I wanted to ask. Yaorao, don't you hate me?" The man looked at Situ Yaorao and asked softly.

Situ Yaorao shook her head: "Everything my mother did was for me, so I won't hate you. On the contrary, I will be very grateful to you. Thank you for not telling the truth."

"I'm only atoning for my sins. In my anger, I hurt an innocent child. You were so young back then, you didn't understand anything, yet I ruined your life." The man said as he walked over to Situ Yaorao. His jade-like fingers traced across her face, and he sighed. "All these years, in my dreams, all I can think of is your confused expression back then. Whenever I'm alone, I wonder how you're doing now. Are you suffering from the Moonlight Poison? What would you look like now? Would you have grown up, and have you... found your ideal husband?"

"Uncle...you don't have to do this." Situ Yaorao took a step back and said somewhat embarrassedly.

Hearing this, the man's eyes lit up with a smile: "Sure enough, this personality is just as I imagined. Yaorao, you know what? The most terrifying thing in this world is never loneliness, but when you are lonely, you have someone to rely on."

"What do you mean, little uncle?" Situ Yaorao frowned. The man wasn't angry, but said quietly, "I've considered you my support, but over time, I've developed feelings for you that shouldn't have. Yaorao, you... go." The man said, turning away from her.

Situ Yaorao was truly stunned at this moment. Was this a thought that shouldn't have occurred to her? "Haha, forgive my Chinese teacher for dying so early!" She had no idea what this meant.

"Uncle, why don't you leave here?" Situ Yaorao looked at the man and asked.

Upon hearing this, the man sat down on the ground, his long hair floating freely. He looked at Situ Yaorao with some wantonness, and also a little self-deprecatingly: "My being here is the best for the Situ family and for everyone."

"But what about yourself?" Situ Yaorao was puzzled. Why was this person so lacking in desire?

"Perhaps it's the best thing for me. I'm atonement, not imprisonment. Yaorao, maybe you don't understand now, but sooner or later, you will understand." The man said, chuckling.

That smile, like moonlight, wasn't cold, but held a loneliness that couldn't be dispelled. Situ Yaorao looked at it and felt she'd never forget that smile. The emotions within it were too complex, so complex she didn't dare to look at it, didn't dare to understand it.

Situ Yaorao turned away from him and said, "I will come to talk to my uncle every day from now on. For me, this is also a kind of atonement."

Hearing Situ Yaorao's words, the man couldn't help laughing: "You are such a willful child. If you want to come, I won't stop you. If you want to see me, I won't refuse. Whatever you do, I can tolerate it for me. Because... the person I want to see most in this world is you." After the man finished speaking, he closed his eyes.

Situ Yaorao listened and pondered for a moment: "Uncle, why don't you think more about Miss Luoxue? Obsession can turn you into a demon. Don't misjudge your own heart."