The Rebirth of a Daughter: My Lord, I Will Never Be a Concubine

At this time, Su Yanhua broke free from the restraints and slowly stood up. Her whole body was like fire, flashing with light, but her eyes were full of hatred and coldness.

This look was like a bucket of ice water, chilling Xing Jian from head to toe.

A trace of nervousness flashed in his eyes: "Yan Yan..."

"Shut up!"

Su Yanhua yelled, "I don't allow you to call me that!"

Xing Jian stood there in a daze, his eyes fixed on her.

"Yanyan, everything I do has a reason, you will understand it later!"

understand?

Does he have to use Aunt Ling's life to exchange for the inexplicable pain in his heart?

why?

The people they care about are lives, but the people she cares about are not lives?

Liars are all liars!

Why protect her?

It's all deceptive!

Su Yanhua's eyes were filled with blood, and she looked at Xing Jian with hatred.

"No matter what the reason, I can't forgive you!"

With the appearance of a flying knife, under Xing Jian's incredulous gaze, the red jewelry on his wrist was cut off, shattered into pieces, and fell into an unknown corner. The red jewelry that was emitting brilliance suddenly lost its brightness and became a meaningless gem.

"From now on, you and I are sworn enemies! If I see you just once, I will kill you without hesitation!"

Those cold and resolute words seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell. Every word was like a sharp dagger, piercing people's hearts. The hatred contained in them was like a surging raging wave, which was terrifying.

To Xing Jian, these words were like a bolt from the blue, instantly shattering his heart. He stared at her in disbelief, her face grim and filled with endless indifference and hatred, as if she had become a completely unfamiliar being.

Things turned out like this, beyond everyone's expectations, Su Yanhua ultimately failed to kill Xu.

For some reason, this matter got out. Su Yanhua, the legitimate daughter of the Su family, wanted to kill her father and mother, which made everyone sigh. When the emperor heard about it, he was furious and scolded Su Yanhua as an unfilial daughter. He ordered people to confine Su Yanhua to the Su family and wait for her fate.

Su Yanhua understood that the emperor was finding ways to punish her for her involvement in Shengxian Manor. She suspected that the emperor had leaked the news of what happened in the Su Mansion. He could not find any evidence of Su Yanhua's involvement in Shengxian Manor, so he punished her by taking advantage of the people.

However, Su Yanhua now can no longer think of any curse words.

Yun Qin, nothing more!

Fengming had just broken through to the fourth level and was still unstable. Su Yanhua had been concentrating on cultivating himself these past few days.

During the days of house arrest, Cui'er brought her some food every day and told her what was happening outside from time to time.

For example, after Xu was taken away by Xingjian that day, she never came back.

After Su Ruoxi recovered from her injury, she stayed indoors and no one knew what she was doing!

And there is the old lady. When she said this, Cui'er paused.

"When the old lady heard about Aunt Ling's death, she burst into tears and her health deteriorated rapidly. The doctor said she didn't have much time left."

Su Yanhua opened her eyes, her eyes were complex and deep.

That night, the dark sky was sparkling with brilliance, and the crescent moon was like a hook, hanging quietly on the treetops.

Su Yanhua quietly opened the door of Old Lady Su's room and walked in.

The dim candlelight illuminated Old Madam Su's pale and bloodless face. Her brows were furrowed beneath her twisted skin, and her mouth trembled from time to time, as if she was saying something.

"water……"

Su Yanhua slowly picked up Old Mrs. Su and put the water to her mouth.

After drinking, Mrs. Su seemed to regain some consciousness. She opened her eyes and saw the person coming.

"Are you looking to see if I'm dead or not?" came the hoarse voice of Old Lady Su.

Su Yanhua lowered her eyes and placed Old Madam Su beside the bed.

"Your life was given by Aunt Ling, there's no need to ruin yourself like this."

When she heard the word "Auntie Ling", tears welled up in Old Mrs. Su's eyes and her old face was filled with pain.

"She's so stupid. I don't need her to save me at all. Does she think that if she saved me, I will be grateful to her?" Old Madam Su scolded angrily, "No, I won't. I'm not wrong. She is my maid. I can do whatever I want with her. I'm not wrong."

Her words were inconsistent and Old Madam Su kept insisting that she was not wrong. Maybe even she herself realized that she felt guilty towards Aunt Ling, but she just refused to admit it.

The dead cannot be resurrected, so what’s the point of worrying about it?

"She never blamed you. She knew that your position was unstable back then, and that you drove her out of the house to protect yourself. So she never blamed you until her death."

Not to mention gratitude or not!

If it is really as Old Lady Su thought, and Aunt Ling made her regret saving her, then she would really be betraying Aunt Ling's friendship towards Old Lady Su.

These things were like a line of defense. The line of defense that Old Madam Su had been suppressing for the past few days was torn apart on the spot by Su Yanhua. The line of defense was broken, and the guilt in her heart surged like a tide, engraved into her bones.

Listening to the sound of Old Mrs. Su crying, Su Yanhua was silent for a moment and put the teacup on the table.

"I never understood Aunt Ling's decision, but now I respect it. Your life was given by Aunt Ling. Don't let her die in vain, Grandmother!"

Su Yanhua uttered the last two words in a loud voice. She and Old Madam Su had never gotten along. Every time she called her "Grandma" before was due to her status, but this time, she used the word "Grandma" with a hint of pleading.

After saying that, Su Yanhua took a step forward.

After opening the door, there was a person standing in front of him. It was Su Bing!

When Su Bing saw Su Yanhua, he felt very complicated. After the previous incident, Su Bing knew that he could no longer control Su Yanhua. His daughter had finally grown up.

The two walked side by side into the yard. The cold wind was blowing and there was nothing to say to each other.

"Yan Hua, do you have any complaints against me?"

"no!"

Without hope, there would be no disappointment; without disappointment, there would be no complaints!

This "no" was said with great determination, without a trace of hesitation.

After Su Bing heard this, his heart was filled with ripples, and something inside seemed to have completely broken. He looked at Su Yanhua's face, and a baby girl flashed in his mind. The baby girl was wearing a red jacket, delicate and delicate. When she saw him, she opened her arms and rushed over, calling him "Daddy, Daddy—" in a baby voice.

Su Bing's expression softened inexplicably. It was obvious that she loved to stick to him the most when they were children, and wanted to do everything with him, but he didn't know when it started, and he no longer understood his daughter.

He thought about it. He forced her to learn martial arts and practice for the whole night. His attitude towards her was either scolding, punishing, or speaking coldly. Perhaps, as early as the moment Jiang Youbai died, his heart also died.

Every time he saw Su Yanhua, he would think of Jiang Youbai and everything that happened before.

In the end, he felt sorry for Jiang Youbai and failed to take good care of their daughter.

"It's late, go to bed!"

Su Bing's voice was calm and emotionless.

Su Yanhua turned around without any reluctance and was about to leave.

"Yan Hua—" Su Bing's voice suddenly lost control.

Su Yanhua paused and stopped moving.

The bleak cold wind gradually warmed up, and a gentle breeze blew by, making the leaves rustle. In the sound, she heard Su Bing's guilty voice.

"Dad is sorry!"

I'm sorry, I never understood you!

I'm sorry for not trusting you!

I'm sorry for not protecting you!

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