My sister is Luna

At that time, Shangguan Wan'er was young and weak. Her family was punished and sent to the palace as slaves to organize and manage the Huanlang Library. Her only possession was the calligraphy passed down to her by her grandfather, a famous calligrapher. It was through her love for calligraphy and her longing for her family that she got to where she is today, traveling all over the streets of Chang'an. Before she awakened, a long-standing knot had been lingering in her heart.

The budding flower burst open in an instant, blooming into a dazzling peony. A little girl curiously reached out her fingertip, but the moment she touched it, the petals withered and turned into black mist that swirled around her, threatening to drag her into an endless abyss. The girl screamed and kicked desperately, until…

—Whenever she woke up from such a dream, Shangguan Wan'er's heart would pound. Since she was three years old, this recurring nightmare had cruelly tormented her, but it had also honed the resilience of this little girl who worked as a palace slave in the Huanlang Library. In Cain's eyes, this was something even more dazzling than her talent.

It wasn't an ordinary nightmare; it held a secret, a feeling she'd had for a long time. This secret was closely linked to a part of her memory, but she couldn't recall it no matter what she did.

The knot in her heart was so heavy that even a great painter could not untie it for her, only pointing out the way to find the answer.

—Go see, go listen. As she grew up, she wrote a letter to the Empress, becoming her eyes and ears. This allowed the Empress to understand the lives of ordinary people and helped her search for the answers in her dreams. Perhaps that letter is hidden in some unknown corner of this vast world.

This was a secret that Shangguan Wan'er kept deep in her heart. Apart from the great painter who had once enlightened her, she had never told anyone. The truth was right in front of her, but she could not see it or touch it. This was a secret that caused her great pain. She thought she would continue like this forever, forever carrying this secret, dying unknowingly and unwillingly.

But when Cain, who was seriously injured and unconscious, arrived, the Empress ordered her to take care of him in her spare time. Incredibly, her pain lessened considerably when she was by his side. The overwhelming feeling comforted her, as if she had found a place to belong. The images in her dreams became much clearer, and the calligraphy she had been practicing repeatedly began to take shape. She felt an unusual excitement that she hadn't felt in a long time, and at the same time, she was curious about him, thinking that he was a magical person.

It's somewhat shameful to admit, but Shangguan Wan'er's purpose in living with Cain, even after waking up, was to stay by his side under the pretext of taking care of him, all for the answer in her dream. However, she also genuinely wanted to become friends with Cain.

What happened with Milady today became the opportunity to unravel the answer to the dream and awaken. She felt wronged because she and Cain were just friends, and she hadn't done anything, yet she was called a vixen for no reason. Anyone would be unhappy.

Wait, wronged? For some reason, Shangguan Wan'er suddenly became concerned about this word, and her hand, which was writing in the room, suddenly stopped.

Injustice... injustice... injustice... injustice... It was as if something had suddenly broken free of its shackles in my mind, and memories poured out all at once, churning up a stormy sea, surging and turbulent. I felt like a small boat on a turbulent ocean, teetering on the brink of capsizing, and I would lose my way if I wasn't careful.

The calligraphy I had been practicing repeatedly in my dream gradually became clearer, each stroke distinct in black and white.

Shangguan Wan'er couldn't care less about anything else at once. She focused her mind and put everything else behind her. She tightly grasped the calligraphy in her mind and wrote it as if she were under a spell, writing with great eagerness, completely unaware of everything around her.

A power that had been dormant in her bloodline for a long time flowed through her body with this feeling of sudden enlightenment, repeating itself endlessly. It grew stronger and stronger with her writing, and Cain seemed to vaguely see an imposing brush soaring into the sky.

Judging from the handwriting and expression, it seems he's not practicing calligraphy, but writing a petition. Sure enough, Wan'er has solved her nightmare. Isn't this a bit too sudden? But Di Renjie will definitely be very happy. He's always suspected and hostile towards that guy, and he will never let this opportunity pass. There's also Wan'er's blood feud with the murderer of her family, which is irreconcilable. I wonder how Ming Shiyin will deal with it. I hope you predicted that I might stab you in the back.

Cain stood to the side, lost in thought.

With a flourish of the brush, the last stroke, the final line, the tip of the brush leaves the paper, and the agonizing nightmare vanishes with a deafening roar, leaving a feeling of unbridled joy in my heart.

"call……"

The surging momentum gradually subsided and returned to Shangguan Wan'er's body. She exhaled and stared at the calligraphy, unable to contain herself for a long time.

“Grandfather, in front of that person I am just a weak girl, but a weak girl will not be weak forever. She will grow into a strong woman through calligraphy and ink.”

Shangguan Wan'er murmured softly, her voice gentle yet firm, as if she were telling her deceased loved ones of her determination.

"Wan'er, congratulations on gaining power. Although I don't know what it is, you are already qualified to become a strong person." Cain looked at Shangguan Wan'er, who had come back to her senses, with a sincere smile on his face.

"Thank you, Cain, I'm feeling much better now!" Shangguan Wan'er looked at Cain, her face beaming with joy and gratitude.

"Kain... I want to confess to you..." Shangguan Wan'er looked at Kain and decided to tell him about her past. She parted her lips slightly and began to speak slowly...

"I'm sorry, as a friend, I actually had the intention to take advantage of you. I'm so sorry! But I also want to thank you, because of you, my nightmare is over, and I can finally clear my name."

Shangguan Wan'er bowed deeply to Kai Yin in gratitude, her posture filled with remorse and sincerity.

"No, I'm happy to be able to help you. Besides, this isn't exploitation. It's just an unconscious outward manifestation of my abilities. You should say I influenced you." Cain didn't care and helped Shangguan Wan'er up.

"So, what you wrote is..." Cain pointed to the black and white words on the table, his eyes filled with curiosity.

“That’s right, this is a petition to seek justice for my grandfather,” Shangguan Wan’er replied affirmatively.

"Shall we go to the Dali Temple now? Di Renjie should be there. He should be very interested in cases that have been going on for more than ten years."

"No, it's best not to bother Lord Di now. He must be very busy. I'll go see him in the next few days." Shangguan Wan'er shook her head, her eyes revealing calmness and rationality.

"I've waited so long, what's one more moment?"

"By then, we should put an end to the grudges that have lasted for more than a decade."

“I’ll go with you.” Cain looked at Shangguan Wan’er with eyes full of support and concern.

"Yes, thank you." Shangguan Wan'er smiled, feeling a little pleased.

"Now, facing this case, I need to think about my words. After all, more than ten years have passed, and much of the evidence should have faded away with time. Although I am a witness to this whole conspiracy, I still need to be convincing."

"And don't forget the records and reports. Each matter should be handled separately, and we can't let His Majesty get angry over this."

"Mhm." Cain nodded in agreement, his eyes full of encouragement.

"So now you need to leave and don't bother me."

"Snapped."

Cain was locked out.

He was left alone, bewildered in the wind.

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