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

行族

Ten days passed before Su Yanhua woke up again. After asking around, she discovered that Ling Er had taken her to the Xing tribe's territory. As Xing Jian was seriously injured, Ling Da took him to a room to recuperate. There had been no news from him since then.

She wanted to ask what was going on, but the maidservant beside her kept following her, as if she was afraid that she would leave, and said that she could only leave after Xing Jian woke up.

Su Yanhua looked up at the sky speechlessly!

During these ten days, while she was healing, she felt bored and picked up a book she had been reading for a long time and started reading it again, but found that she couldn't finish it.

"Girl, you can't go in—"

"girl-"

Suddenly, a dispute broke out outside the door. Su Yanhua looked up and saw Xu Qing walking towards her with an angry look on his face.

Su Yanhua put down the book in her hand, her brows expression calm.

"You are really here!" Xu Qing looked at her pretending to be calm, not knowing that her heaving chest exposed her.

Su Yanhua raised her eyebrows. So what?

"What on earth did you do to the young master? Why is he so weak?!"

Facing Xu Qing's questioning, Su Yanhua's eyes flickered unnaturally. She opened her mouth and asked, "Is his injury serious?"

Xu Qing sneered and said, "Have you ever cared about whether the young master's injury is serious or not? Besides, this is not the first time, why are you pretending?"

Su Yanhua was stunned and asked, "What do you mean?"

Xu Qing sat down and looked at her again, her eyes filled with resentment. She changed her tone and said, "I've never seen the young master treat a woman like this!"

"Do you want to know?" Xu Qing suddenly asked this question, making Su Yanhua frown.

"Come with me!"

Su Yanhua didn't know where Xu Qing was going to take her, but the doubts and curiosity in her heart made Su Yanhua take a step forward and follow her.

When Su Yanhua left the house, she discovered that the Xing tribe was actually built on the top of the mountain.

Looking up, the sky resembled a vibrant, colorful painting, awash in radiant light and breathtaking beauty. The plants and trees seemed to possess a spirit, singing and dancing in graceful movements. Countless vines, like giant green dragons, tightly entwined the towering trees and the sturdy walls, their interweaving forming a natural barrier. Every inch of the land seemed permeated with a rich spiritual energy, bringing a sense of peace and tranquility.

It is indeed a place full of spiritual energy.

The further she followed Xu Qing, the more she realized the place was very remote. She came to a valley, which was dark and she couldn't see clearly.

Su Yanhua followed Xu Qing into the valley. Although it was dark, countless phosphorescent lights dispelled the darkness. Walking further in, they found that there was no grass growing here and no spiritual energy at all. It was completely different from the outside!

"Why did you bring me here?" Su Yanhua asked puzzledly.

Xu Qing looked behind her and said coldly: "Look back!"

Su Yanhua turned around in confusion and found a disheveled person locked up with iron chains. Her messy hair covered her face, making it difficult to see clearly.

"She is Xu!"

The voice behind her suddenly sounded in this quiet place. Su Yanhua paused. She walked forward in disbelief, lifted the man's hair, and revealed an extremely familiar face.

Su Yanhua couldn't believe it and asked, "What's going on?"

"The reason the Young Master didn't let you kill Xu is because the antidote to the Burial Flower Needles in your body is in her possession!" Xu Qing said coldly, "The poison in the Burial Flower Needles was created by Xu. She's the only one in the entire Xing Clan who can cure it. The cure requires the overdraft of the highest level of True Qi combined with the blood of the creator. When the Young Master found out, he kidnapped Xu and has been coming here every day to extract her blood with his True Qi, believing that this would yield the purest antidote. To maintain the purity of his True Qi, the Young Master spends nearly two hours at Qianceng Cliff every day. In order to create the antidote for you, his health has deteriorated significantly."

Su Yanhua was stunned on the spot and didn't know what to say!

She had heard Wu Chan say that the Thousand Layer Cliff was a shadow in Xing Jian's life. No one knew what was beneath the Thousand Layer Cliff. They only knew that it was a place where life was worse than death. In the entire Xing clan, only Xing Jian knew this. But for her, Xing Jian was willing to enter the Thousand Layer Cliff.

"Do you think the beauty you casually cut off was just a ruby? It was condensed from the young master's true energy. Even the young master would be hurt after you cut it into pieces. After you misunderstood the young master, he still didn't blame you. He asked the secret guards to send you news every day. Knowing that you were going to take the octagonal lotus, he was afraid that you would be unsafe, so he interrupted his healing and followed you. Do you know? When the young master couldn't find you, he actually dispatched the Shenwu Army. This is the force he has cultivated since he was a child, and it is his trump card. For you-" Xu Qing obviously couldn't control his emotions, and pointed his finger at Su Yanhua, who had an expressionless face.

"To find you, he exposed himself! Do you know how much the young master has done for you? He was caught by the eldest young master of the Xing clan for stealing Fengming and exposing Shenwu. Under pressure from the elders, the young master also took a lot of blame. His body has not fully recovered yet, and he used Nine Yang True Qi for you. Why did his Nine Yang True Qi break through the level? It was because he wanted to refine the antidote for you quickly. He was willing to endure the pain of the Thousand Layer Cliff to enter the level."

The more Xu Qing accused Su Yanhua, the more excited his tone became. These words really hurt her heart. She loved Xing Jian and was willing to be a pawn in his hands, but in the end, she could only watch Xing Jian fall in love with another woman, who was dismissive of Xing Jian.

How could she not hate and be jealous?

Each of these words was like a hammer, hammering down on Su Yanhua's already turbulent heart, leaving her unable to recover for a long time. She could never have imagined that the seemingly careless and ruthless Xing Jian would resolutely stop her from killing Xu because of her, and only because of her. However, recalling the scene that day, she was like a wild beast out of control, mercilessly attacking Xing Jian with the most hurtful words. When she shouted those heartless words in anger, did she ever imagine the pain and torment Xing Jian must have felt after hearing them?

For a long time, Su Yanhua stubbornly believed that Xing Jian had never given her the slightest sense of security, that he had never told her anything. Therefore, she naturally assumed that Xing Jian was just acting on impulse, playing with her feelings, and that he had never truly given her any true love. However, it wasn't until today, when all the truth came flooding back like a tide, completely submerging her, that she suddenly realized how wrong she had been. All the details she had previously overlooked now resurfaced before her: the rescue at Wuhua Mountain, Feng Ming, his arrival when she was poisoned, the treatment after the poison took effect... Every single detail, every single one, was Xing Jian's silent devotion to her, hidden from her view.

At this moment, Su Yanhua's guilt towards Xing Jian grew like wild weeds, rapidly spreading to every corner of her body. Her guilt grew stronger and stronger, almost suffocating her.

Suddenly, a sharp pain came. Su Yanhua looked at the blade on her chest and turned her head in disbelief.

Xu Qing's eyes, filled with hatred, stared at her at this moment: "Su Yanhua, without you, the young master would not have suffered so much."

Su Yanhua held her breath and slapped Xu Qing with a palm, sending him flying.

She covered her chest and fell to the ground. In a trance, she seemed to see Xing Jian walking towards her with a smile on his face, and her tears burst out.

Sorry, Xingjian!

Ling Er, who was walking over, looked at the scene in disbelief. He hurriedly helped Su Yanhua up, looked at the wound, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the knife did not hurt the heart, otherwise the young master would probably be furious again when he knew it.