"Your uncle missed you very much, but out of respect for your mother and worry about dragging you into trouble, he didn't approach you."
So that was the truth. Ye Lu felt a pang of sorrow, recalling the somber expression on Yan Yu's face whenever she asked about her father.
Both wish for the other's safety, but neither ended up safe.
It is better to have been together from the start. Despite hardships, at least the family could have enjoyed some happy times together, and she could have a father who loved her.
"But don't assume your uncle was a conspirator. Even if he had control over lots of secrets, he never leaked them. That is why the families whose secrets were stolen could tolerate him."
Ye Lu looked respectfully at the man, "My father was a principled and smart man. He knew how to balance power."
