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

Su Bing couldn't say what he wanted to say anymore. He sighed and said no more.

A gentle breeze blew across the lake, causing the lotus leaves in the lake to sway gently.

Cui Er looked at Su Yanhua's back, she chased after her and asked, "Master gave Miss a martial arts training ground, isn't Miss happy?"

Su Yanhua stopped and looked at the lotus leaves in the lake, muttering, "No matter what, he still doesn't believe me."

After her mother died in her previous life, Xu's mother and daughter had also wronged her in this way. Although Su Bing would not scold her in public, he would never believe her and would only warn her coldly about things she shouldn't do.

She learned martial arts to protect her family, but she no longer had a family. This was not the case since Su Bing pointed at her and yelled, "You are no longer my, Su Bing's, daughter."

Cui Er sensed that Su Yanhua was in a bad mood, so she said cheerfully, "Miss, I just saw some apricot blossoms growing in the courtyard. I'll make some apricot blossom cake for you."

After saying that, Cui'er walked towards the courtyard.

The emperor's edict came down quickly. The next day, the Su family respectfully escorted Su Bing out of the house. Su Bing, dressed in armor, sat on his horse with the flag of Dayan hoisted high. The team behind him walked towards Lingcheng one after another, raising dust as they went away.

Lingcheng was almost completely surrounded by water. Soldiers were the backbone of every household. Now they had gone to the battlefield and no one knew when they would return. As the sun set and the clouds moved slowly, women and children cried as they bid farewell to their loved ones, tears streaming down the scene.

After finishing his business, Ling Er climbed up to Yunxuan's teahouse, opened the door, and complained to Ling Da, "It's been several days since the Hundred Flowers Banquet, why are the rumors getting more and more outrageous?"

Ling Da ignored him with a cold expression. Xing Jian listened with a fan in his hand and asked, "What did they say?"

Ling Erda complained bitterly: "They say that the young master is a liar. He clearly collects women's embroidered handkerchiefs, but he claims not to be interested in women. They also say that the young master... has a habit of collecting certain things."

The air around them became dangerous, and Ling Er cursed: "It's all that Su family's eldest daughter's fault. Why is she so angry when nothing happened? I used to sympathize with her for being framed, but I didn't expect her to be such a scheming woman."

After Ling Er finished speaking, he looked at Xing Jian. Xing Jian stood up at some point and looked out the window.

Ling Er was puzzled: "Sir, what's so interesting about the people crying and wailing down there?"

Xing Jian said, "I'm looking at the scheming woman."

"As I bid you farewell, the west wind is sad, and my red makeup cannot stop the urging of war drums."

Su Yanhua felt a surge of emotion in her heart, but suddenly a figure floated down and interrupted her mood. The man said, "Miss Su, our master invites you for tea."

Su Yanhua looked closely and found that this person was the one who was next to Xing Jian at the banquet.

She looked up and saw a man in a dark blue robe, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, staring at her. Who else could it be but Xing Jian?

"Don't go."

She had nothing to say to Xingjian.

After saying that, she turned around and left.

Ling Er was stunned. He quickly stopped Su Yanhua and said, "Our master said that we must invite you upstairs for tea."

"I'm not thirsty." Su Yanhua wanted to push Ling Er's arm away, but failed: "Get out of the way."

"No, you must drink the Master's tea."

Su Yanhua snorted, "His tea is a panacea that can make you immortal."

"If you don't open it, I won't be polite."

Ling Er couldn't bear it. If he didn't take her back, the young master would be angry again.

Su Yanhua narrowed her eyes, picked up the long stick beside her and hit Ling Er hard with it with ease.

Ling Er didn't expect that Su Yanhua knew martial arts, and he immediately took a few steps back without being able to defend himself. Before he could get up, the opponent's attack came towards him.

Ling Er raised his sword to block, but the woman changed her tactics and attacked his lower abdomen. He was startled and moved down an inch. The long stick swung back towards his chest with a tremendous force. His hand was violently shaken, and the sword fell to the ground. He also hit the ground with his whole body, and his chest immediately cracked and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Su Yanhua put away the long stick, his face cold and gloomy: "Tell Xing Jian to get out."

She raised her eyes and looked at the eyes in the attic, without a trace of ripple. She stopped exploring, turned around gracefully, and disappeared.

Ling Da helped the injured Ling Er up. Ling Er's face was full of pain. He waved his hands and said, "No, the eldest lady of the Su family is not easy to approach. It's better for you to give up."

The days passed, and it had been ten days since the Hundred Flowers Banquet. Su Yanhua did not expect that it was not Wang Wanning who came to apologize, but Mo Cerong who came to visit.

Su Bing has left. Old Mrs. Su has been unwell these days and has been recuperating in bed. Now only Su Yanhua is receiving guests. When Cui'er said this, Su Yanhua remained silent.

Cui'er remembered Su Yanhua's attitude towards Mo Cerong that day and immediately said, "Miss, I will help you refuse."

"No!" Su Yanhua stood up and straightened her clothes: "Where is he?"

Cui'er said in surprise: "The courtyard."

Su Yanhua walked to the courtyard and heard the sound of two people arguing before she entered.

The man was naturally Mo Cerong, and the woman was naturally her good sister Su Ruoxi.

"Why did you do that?" Mo Cerong questioned her.

After he left last time, he couldn't help but doubt when he thought of Su Yanhua's words. Even though his heart told him not to doubt Ruoxi, the seeds of doubt would take root and sprout once they were planted. He asked Xuanfeng to investigate the drugging incident, but who knew that the culprit was actually Su Ruoxi. He thought about it for a long time these days, but couldn't figure out why Su Ruoxi did this.

Su Ruoxi pursed her lips, tears streaming down her face. "Cerong, I don't want to either, but there's nothing I can do. My mother said that although we both really like each other, you're my sister's fiancé, so it's impossible for us to be together. Mother told me about this plan, and I didn't agree at first. But you didn't come to me in those few days. When we met at some banquets, your eyes were always looking at my sister. Everyone praised you and my sister in my ears, saying that you were a perfect match, and how bitter and painful it was for me to be like this."

"Rather than this, I'd rather help you and my sister get together. Even if this is unbearable, it will sever our friendship and my feelings for you. If people knew my feelings for you, I wouldn't be able to bear it, and I wouldn't know what people would say about you."

Su Yanhua, who was eavesdropping from behind, sneered. Someone actually said she and Mo Cerong were a perfect match, a man of talent and a woman of beauty. It was obvious they were lying. People were jealous of her, so how could they possibly praise her and Mo Cerong? Su Ruoxi's acting skills had truly reached the pinnacle of perfection.

Seeing his beloved crying so sadly, Mo Cerong showed a distressed look on his face. He took an embroidered handkerchief and wiped Su Ruoxi's tears.

He knew that his friendship with Ruoxi had caused her a lot of pain, and he shouldn't vent all his resentment on her.

"Ruoxi, this is all my fault. I only wanted to protect you, so I didn't dare get close to you. Don't worry, I will cancel the engagement as soon as I get the chance, to give you my word."

Su Ruoxi leaned on Mo Cerong with emotion: "I believe you, Cerong."

Su Yanhua watched coldly, her eyes filled with hatred.

Why is she hated by everyone, while Su Ruoxi can marry into the Mo family and become a princess? Su Ruoxi, as long as she is around, your dream of becoming a princess will never come true.

Mo Cerong saw Su Yanhua out of the corner of his eye and said calmly, "Ruoxi, you go back first."

Looking at Mo Cerong with eyes full of heartache, Su Ruoxi knew that she should not act impulsively at the moment, so she nodded and left with the maid.

Mo Cerong looked at Su Yanhua, who was standing in the corner in a green dress. He lowered his eyes and asked, "Are you looking for me?"

Su Yanhua looked at him with cold eyes, then turned and left.

Mo Cerong was stunned. He couldn't help but step forward and grab Su Yanhua's wrist. The wrist was so thin that one of his palms was more than enough. It seemed that he could break it with a little force. He couldn't help but loosen his strength.

Su Yanhua felt the touch on her wrist and swung her hand away violently.

He couldn't avoid it and looked at his empty palm. It seemed that the warmth had just dissipated. He looked into those eyes, which revealed infinite coldness.

His lips were pale, and he spoke slowly, "Su Yanhua, you know that I am deeply in love with Ruoxi, and I will marry no one but Ruoxi. I misunderstood you last time. Don't worry, after we cancel the engagement, I will have the Emperor choose a good family for you."

Looking at this high-sounding face, Su Yanhua felt her stomach churning. She calmed down and remembered something.

She turned around and said, "Mo Cerong, I came here today to tell you something."

Mo Cerong looked at her with a puzzled look.

Su Yanhua took out a pair of pearl earrings and placed them in front of Mo Cerong.

"You don't know who this earring belongs to, do you?"

Mo Cerong was stunned: "Where did you get this from?"

"Don't ask me where it came from. I heard that the emperor is still investigating what happened to you last time at the Su Mansion." Su Yanhua admitted, "Yes, I caused the injury on your head. I was just protecting myself. The emperor won't punish me too much, but once I present this earring to the emperor, how do you think the emperor will punish your lover?"