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

However, the situation unfolded far beyond his expectations. Before he could react, Su Yanhua launched a powerful kick, sending a large group of people hurtling towards him like kites with their strings cut. Even if he was completely unwilling, facing such a surging crowd, he simply couldn't sit still and wait to be beaten to death.

With a dull thud, Xie Wei's body was kicked back like a cannonball. At the same time, a flash of cold light suddenly appeared, and an extremely sharp sword, accompanied by a sharp sound of wind, came slashing down at him with the force of thunder.

At this critical moment of life and death, Xie Wei's heart was surprisingly calm, as if everything that was happening before him was of no concern to him. In fact, at that moment, a strange thought even emerged in his mind - it would be fine if he died like this.

Just as the broadsword was about to reach Xie Wei's body, Su Yanhua appeared like a ghost. With a swift and decisive movement, she instantly slew the enemy who had intended to take Xie Wei's life.

Xie Wei slowly opened his eyes, and his gaze happened to meet Su Yanhua's eyes burning with rage.

"Are you stupid?" Su Yanhua shouted angrily, her tone full of blame.

Hearing this, Xie Wei's dazed eyes suddenly twitched, as if awakening from a long nightmare. And at that moment, he suddenly caught sight of a cold arrow flashing behind Su Yanhua, hurtling towards him at an alarming speed...

"careful!"

Su Yanhua turned her head sharply, her eyes fixed on the arrow that was hurtling towards her like lightning. However, it was too late to dodge, as the arrow was hurtling straight towards her at an astonishing speed.

At this critical, life-or-death moment, a breathtaking surge of air suddenly rushed forward like a surging ocean wave. This current, imbued with an immense internal force, seemed capable of cleaving the very void and destroying any obstacle in its path. With a crisp snap, the once unstoppable arrow was forcibly broken in two by the immense force, plummeting to the ground. Su Yanhua, buffeted by this immense internal force, sent her petite frame careening like a light, falling leaf.

The moment he lost control of his body, all kinds of thoughts flashed through Su Yanhua's mind.

Where does this sudden internal force come from?

Why is it so powerful?

And why does it seem so familiar?

Just as she was full of doubts, she found that the severe pain she expected did not come. Instead, she felt herself falling into a solid and warm embrace.

The embrace was so warm, like the scorching sun on a winter's day; yet so familiar, as if she had felt this tenderness and care countless times before. Su Yanhua subconsciously took a breath, and the faint scent of tea and ink lingered at the tip of her nose. This unique aroma made her feel an unprecedented sense of security.

Her body involuntarily leaned deeper into that embrace, as if it were the safest haven in the world. At this moment, she heard a voice as gentle as jade, like a gurgling spring, gently ringing in her ears: "I finally found you, Yan Hua!"

The howling wind blew up dust all over the sky. The woman slowly raised her head, her beautiful eyes slightly raised, and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

What greeted my gaze was a face as if sculpted from the moonlight, cold yet stunningly beautiful. His features were as delicate as if chiseled with a knife or an axe, every line perfectly defined. His already stern expression now seemed even more chilling, yet the aura emanating from him was gentle and elegant, like a spring breeze gently caressing one's heart.

Especially those eyes as deep as the sea, which are usually calm and still, but at this moment, they are like the surface of a lake with a stone thrown into it, with ripples everywhere, gazing at the woman in front of him with tenderness.

"Nalan..." Su Yanhua's eyes widened as she whispered in disbelief. She had never expected to see the man she had been thinking about so much here.

Hearing her call, Nalan Yanyu's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a gentle smile. Then, he strode forward, opened his arms and hugged Su Yanhua tightly. Feeling the familiar body temperature and heartbeat, Nalan Yanyu whispered: "It's me, Yanhua!"

The joy and excitement of a long-awaited reunion surged like a flood. Su Yanhua could no longer contain the surging emotions within her, and tears welled up in her eyes. She wrapped her arms tightly around Nalan Yanyu's broad back, as if wanting to merge into his body. This warm embrace was like a ray of light in the darkness, gradually dispelling the coldness and loneliness that had long accumulated in her heart.

Not far away, Xie Wei stood quietly, silently watching the two people hugging each other. He lowered his head, making it difficult to see his facial expression, but from his slightly trembling shoulders, one could sense the complexity of his current mood.

Nalan Yanyu comforted Su Yanhua, who was sobbing in his arms, while turning his head to look at the fierce fighting scene around him. His eyes, which had just been full of tenderness, instantly became cold and ruthless, as if they could freeze the air.

"Wu'er, capture him!" He gave the order coldly.

Wu'er, who had been waiting nearby, immediately responded respectfully upon hearing the voice: "Yes, master!" Then he flashed and joined the battle.

When the people on the border saw that it was Nalan Yanyu, they all stopped. In a short while, Wu'er arrested those landlords' minions.

The landlord was extremely dissatisfied and tilted his neck high in the air, sneering, "Hey, isn't that Nalan? What brings you here?"

Nalan's eyes were calm as he asked, "Where is Xuan Yi?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the landlord's expression suddenly changed: "What do you want to do? I tell you, this is our territory, what qualifications do you have to occupy it!"

With a loud bang, Nalan Yanyu thrust the sword in his hand fiercely into the man's waist and abdomen. The man screamed in pain, his face horrified, but Nalan's expression was still very cold, without even a trace of a ripple.

Su Yanhua was stunned by such a cold-blooded and ruthless Nalan. Only now did she realize that Nalan was cold all over, with eyes like ice, making people afraid to approach him.

Su Yanhua frowned, feeling very complicated!

She could no longer hear the sound of the wind and the shouting in her ears. She only felt as if her heart was being tightly grasped and she could not breathe.

At some point, Nalan's voice softly called out in my ear: "Yan Hua—"