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

Xing Jian had a cold expression on his face, and his scarlet eyes were filled with hatred, as if he would tear the other person to pieces in the next second.

Such behavior made the old and young masters dare not act rashly. A large number of secret guards stopped and the situation fell into a stalemate.

Some pairs of eyes were filled with anger, some were filled with determination, and some flashed with calculation...

It was unknown how long it lasted, but the old young master raised his hand, and the bright sunlight shone through the gaps between his fingers onto his calm face.

In an instant, the surrounding secret guards disappeared without a trace.

Su Yanhua was stunned, not knowing what the old and young masters were up to. Suddenly, the old and young masters fixed their eyes on her and said, "You..."

Her body trembled and her eyes were as bright as torches.

"Can I talk to you for a minute?"

Before Su Yanhua could speak, Xing Jian coldly rejected her, "She has nothing to talk about with you?"

The old young master snorted coldly, his tone seemed to be a little exasperated: "You little bastard, your father talked to her and didn't ask you."

Xing Jian still refused coldly: "If you have anything to say, just tell me. If you want to draw the Nine Yang Qi, I will be waiting for you at any time." After that, he pulled Su Yanhua away.

Su Yanhua looked at Xing Jian who didn't even turn back, then looked at the angry eyes of the three people, and her heart sank.

"If you don't want to see that brat digging his own grave, come find me!" The voice of the old young master rang out.

Suddenly, a voice reached her ears. Su Yanhua was stunned. Looking at Xing Jian's unresponsive appearance, she had a puzzled look on her face.

Is this how to send a message through the air?

Returning to the room, Su Yanhua looked at the still angry Xing Jian and said with a warm feeling in her heart, "Okay, why are you still angry? He is your father after all."

Xing Jian looked at her, his eyes almost filled with worry. He held Su Yanhua's hands and said, "I'm afraid I can't protect you!"

"Xing Jian, I don't need you to protect me. What I need is for you to be safe and sound. Now that the elders' broken blades have been destroyed, they won't give up. Today, I saw that the old young master cares a lot about the great elder. This shows that the elders' council is very powerful in the Xing clan. We have to give them an explanation for this matter!"

Xing Jian said, "I know, but this is a matter between the Xing Clan. I don't want to involve you. Just come to me if you need anything!"

Su Yanhua smiled bitterly and said, "You said you treated me as a close person, but now you say it's none of my business, and you say you don't treat me as a close person, and you're taking me back to the Xing Clan."

After saying this, Xing Jian looked at Su Yanhua, his eyes filled with tenderness and solemnity: "Yan Yan, the Xing Clan is not as simple as you see. Even my father is shackled by the Elders Council and has to listen to their opinions on everything. Feng Ming's power is very strong, and they have long coveted it. I can't push you out at this time. Do you understand?"

She understood, but she didn't want to push all these burdens onto Xing Jian alone!

Seeing that she remained silent, Xing Jian smiled and said, "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Didn't you say you wanted to see the scenery of the Xing Clan? I'll take you there tomorrow, okay? Have some fun, Yanyan!"

Su Yanhua finally couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing. This smile was like a hundred flowers blooming in spring, so charming and beautiful that it made people stare at it in a trance.

At this moment, a clear voice suddenly rang out from not far away: "Oh my! I just arrived at the Xing Clan, and I heard you and the old young master arguing again!"

The two looked in the direction of the voice and saw the person coming in a light blue robe fluttering in the wind. He was leisurely waving a folding fan in his hand, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. Who else could it be but Qing Zhizhou?

Qing Zhizhou's gaze shifted to Su Yanhua, his smile growing even wider as he jokingly said, "I was wondering what was going on. It turns out it was you, a little girl, who pissed off our old master. When I came here, he was so angry he was fuming!"

Su Yanhua was slightly stunned, and thought to herself: This person seems to have a special relationship with Xing Jian. Even when he speaks, he is so outspoken and unruly.

"Qing Zhizhou, when did you learn to be so sarcastic?" Xing Jian's calm voice was mixed with a hint of solemnity.

Qing Zhizhou came over, fanning himself, and sat opposite Xing Jian. He was very happy to hear this: "Young Master, I'm not being sarcastic. As soon as I came back, your deeds were spread everywhere, and I had to listen to them!"

Xing Jian looked up, his eyes cold and emotionless. Qing Zhizhou's fanning hand slowed down, and his smile faded: "Really, I've never seen you care so much about someone, not even letting me say a word."

After he finished speaking, Qing Zhizhou's eyes turned to Su Yanhua. Su Yanhua naturally felt that she was being scrutinized. She looked straight at him without giving in.

"I heard that General Su became famous after one battle. Now the whole world is talking about you. I am honored to meet General Su today."

Su Yanhua lowered her eyes, chuckled, and said nothing.

"Young Master, there is a woman outside who wants to see you!"

The maid came in and said.

Xing Jian looked puzzled: "What woman?"

"I heard that this is the woman Lord Qing saved!" said the maid.

After saying this, Xing Jian glanced at Qing Zhizhou. Qing Zhizhou's smile faded, his brows and eyes cold: "Send her back!"

Qing Zhizhou had always been carefree and nonchalant, so he had never been seen so cold and indifferent before. Xing Jian threatened, "Tell her to come in!"

There was a clear and loud command, and then everyone's attention was drawn to the place where a woman with a graceful figure and a gentle face slowly walked in.

She was wearing a red and white robe. The bright red was as dazzling as a burning flame, while the pure white was as white and flawless as snow. The two colors complemented each other, making her look both bright and charming, yet fresh and unworldly.

However, when people looked closely, they found that the woman's face, which should have been rosy and healthy, was now pale, as if she had just recovered from a long illness and looked a little weak and haggard. But surprisingly, despite this, her beautiful eyes were always filled with smiles, as bright and charming as flowers blooming in spring, which made people fall in love with her.

Su Yanhua was shocked: "Linglong!"

That’s right, this person was Nalan Linglong. Su Yanhua was shocked to suddenly see someone who shouldn’t be here!

Unexpectedly, the woman seemed not to recognize Su Yanhua. She raised an awkward smile and said, "Miss, are you calling me? My name is Yuling, not Linglong!"

Su Yanhua's eyebrows flickered and she stood there in a daze.

Qing Zhizhou's scrutinizing gaze shifted between the two people: "General Su knows her?"

"Maybe I remembered it wrongly, she looks a bit like my sister!" Su Yanhua smiled: "But if you look closely, it's not her!"

Yu Ling nodded and said to Qing Zhizhou, "Why don't you want to see me, sir?" After she finished speaking, a trace of sadness appeared in her watery eyes.

Qing Zhizhou, who had been so casual just now, now seemed a little cold. He sat up straight and spoke in a cold tone.

"Your injuries have healed, so please leave."

After she finished speaking, Su Yanhua saw that Yuling's eyes were full of sadness and affection.

It seems like there is something between these two people!