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

The cheers resounded through the sky and echoed on the battlefield for a long time, as if announcing their glory and victory to the whole world.

Su Yanhua's first battle was fierce beyond imagination, but ultimately ended in a complete and unsurprising victory! This thrilling battle not only showcased Su Yanhua's outstanding military talent and fearless courage, but also catapulted her to fame and prominence.

The fierce battle, later known as the "Battle of Huainan," was a pivotal moment in Su Yanhua's life. Prior to this, while she had achieved some fame, she had never truly achieved global recognition. However, it was in Huainan that Su Yanhua, relying on her exceptional wisdom, sophisticated tactics, and precise understanding of the battlefield, successfully commanded her army to defeat a formidable enemy.

Amidst the raging flames of battle, Su Yanhua led the charge, her presence akin to a god of war, inspiring the soldiers to fight bravely. Every decision was perfectly timed, every attack unstoppable, forcing the enemy back, until they were completely routed.

When the smoke cleared and the dawn of victory spread across the land, the entire world was stunned. From then on, Su Yanhua's name spread throughout the country, and she became a hero praised by people. Her deeds were recorded in history, becoming a model for future generations to admire and emulate.

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That night, the entire Huainan County was immersed in the joy of victory. The county magistrate specially held a banquet to entertain Su Yanhua and the soldiers. They drank and talked happily, and it was very lively.

But amidst the laughter and joy, Su Yanhua's back looked a little lonely.

Mo Cerong walked over and looked at the moon in the sky. The cold light shone on Su Yanhua's face, making the little face look even colder.

"Why did you come out?"

Su Yanhua heard the voice and looked over, then said, "I'm so bored!"

The two looked at each other in silence. Since Yun Qin, they had never spoken to each other alone again.

Apart from a marriage contract, they seemed to have no connection, but now that the engagement has been cancelled, they have become partners in life and death. I have to say, life is really wonderful.

Su Yanhua was keenly aware that since the mighty army set out, whenever faced with the need to make key decisions, every idea and proposal she put forward would receive Mo Cerong's unreserved support and approval.

This was truly surprising, as this style of behavior was completely different from the impression everyone had of the noble, elegant, aloof, and autocratic Prince Mo. In the past, he always looked at her differently, clinging to his own ideas and denying her. It seemed that nothing in the world could enter his eyes, let alone easily agreeing with others' opinions.

However, now, facing Su Yanhua's various decisions, Mo Cerong showed unprecedented tolerance and trust, as if everything she said was as unquestionable as a golden rule. This sudden change made Su Yanhua wonder: What exactly caused this arrogant Prince Mo to change so drastically?

Su Yanhua smiled in her heart and almost forgot that Mo Cerong might not have met Su Ruoxi yet. After all, in front of Su Ruoxi, his rationality was gone forever.

"How long will it take for Yun Qin's reinforcements to arrive?"

Mo Cerong said in a deep voice: "Probably just in these few days!"

"Why don't you tell them that we don't have enough soldiers?" asked Mo Cerong.

"Because I never believed in the principle of victory by numbers. Soldiers are more important in numbers than in quality, and a general is more important in strategy than in bravery. If we were to compare the number of soldiers, we would not be able to match the large population of Yan State. But when it comes to comparing bravery and wisdom, I am the undisputed winner!"

Mo Cerong looked at Su Yanhua deeply. Her eyes were full of confidence and strength, which struck his heart hard.

He suddenly realized how badly he had failed to judge people in the past, and actually thought that Su Yanhua was just a woman who was addicted to love.

During the days of marching and fighting, Su Yanhua's wisdom and the deployment of troops had deeply touched his heart. He had never seen Su Yanhua so brilliant.

Mo Cerong felt a helpless sneer in his heart, a sneer at himself.

Now that the engagement was broken off, he had nothing left to tie her to him.

Su Yanhua knew that the victories in the past few wars were actually due to luck. When the people of Yan State found out that Yun Qin's army had arrived, they would definitely put aside their contempt and be doubly careful in dealing with them. Now the people of Yan State no longer dared to act rashly. The only way now was to delay until Yun Qin's reinforcements arrived. Otherwise, it would be a tough job to resist 100,000 with 40,000 troops.

Su Yanhua stared solemnly at the military letter in her hand. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through her chest, as if thousands of needles were piercing her heart at once. She felt her vision go black, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.

She struggled to raise her trembling hand and slowly pulled her sleeve open. On her once snow-white skin, a vibrant red spider lily blossomed at an astonishing speed. The petals, layer upon layer, burned like flames, emitting a dazzling light, breathtakingly beautiful.

"It's over..." Su Yanhua thought to himself, "The Burial Flower Needle actually took effect at this time!" He remembered that he had been relying on Hongyan's power to barely suppress the poison. Now that he no longer has Hongyan's protection, the poison attack this time is obviously much more ferocious than before.

Intense pain surged through her nerves like a tide, wave after wave, as if it was going to tear her into pieces. However, she knew she couldn't let Cui'er notice anything was wrong.

So, she bit her lips tightly, using all her strength to suppress the urge to scream. Blood slowly flowed down the corner of her mouth, but she still bit her lips tightly, refusing to let go.

In a moment, her body was shaking with pain, the tense strings in her brain suddenly broke, and she fainted from the pain.

Suddenly, a gust of black wind blew up, and two figures appeared silently in Su Yanhua's house. One of them was wearing a black robe embroidered with golden patterns, and had a noble temperament. His beautiful phoenix eyes looked deeply at Su Yanhua who was lying on the ground, and a trace of nervousness flashed across his eyes.

Xing Jian hugged Su Yanhua carefully, and his bony fingers slowly lifted Su Yanhua's hair, his forehead covered with cold sweat from the pain.

"I just want to show off!"

God knows how scared he was the moment he knew Su Yanhua was going to the battle. This cruel woman was not only cruel to him, but also to herself. Did she forget that she still had the poison of the Burial Flower Needle in her body?

Ling Er opened his mouth and said, "Young Master—"

Xing Jian came to his senses, picked up Su Yanhua and put her on the bed. He sat cross-legged and the moon-white light in his palm slowly flowed into Su Yanhua's body. It lasted for an unknown amount of time. Xing Jian frowned tightly. He could feel that his physical strength was about to collapse, but he still provided his internal strength to Su Yanhua.

Blood flowed from the corner of Xing Jian's mouth. Ling Er, who was standing beside him, cried out in worry. Just as he was about to activate his internal energy, Xing Jian stopped him, saying, "No!"