Pick up a Flower to Keep Its Fragrance

She is the quietest third young lady in Mingyuan Pavilion, and he is her nominal uncle. She was kidnapped that year and was trembling in the dark room. The moment the door was kicked open, he was covered in blood and said to her: "Don't be afraid, my uncle will take you home." She leaned into his arms, knowing for the first time that her heartbeat could be so fast. He taught her to write, but when she made a mistake, he smiled and rubbed her head. She thought she hid it too well, until that day, she found a poem in his study—— "Since ancient times, love and tears have been as fine as frost and rain falling on sleep clothes. It's so good to smell the spring breeze, why do you pick flowers to keep their fragrance?" It turned out that he was the same. But what separates them is not seniority, but a conspiracy to massacre the temple more than ten years ago. When the blade was pointed at her, he stood in front of her and said with a smile: "If you want me to pick the flowers, I will pick them for you." [Non-blood relationship·Two-way secret love·Sadistic love·HE]