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

Beneath the city walls, the crowd was in an uproar, and a chorus of angry curses resounded through the air. Suddenly, with a heavy creaking sound, the city gate slowly opened.

The originally boisterous curses were suddenly silenced, as if strangled by an invisible hand. Everyone turned their heads, their gazes fixed on the gradually approaching figure.

A lone woman, riding a splendid horse, approached at a leisurely pace. Her steps were firm and steady, as if the surrounding clamor and chaos could not affect her in the slightest. As she drew closer, the warm sunlight shone perfectly on her beautiful, ethereal face. Stunningly, her features, unadorned by any tint of makeup, remained exquisitely refined, like a flawless work of art. Her skin was as white as snow, crystal clear like frost; her eyes were as deep as the ocean, gleaming with a resolute glint and a hint of murderous intent that was enough to send shockwaves through the heart at a single glance.

Yan Jingchuan, standing on the city wall, had been eagerly anticipating seeing Nalan Yanyu personally come out to fight. He had never imagined that the person before him would be such a seemingly weak woman. His lips curled up slightly, revealing a hint of undisguised disdain as he sneered, "Hmph, who are you? Quickly, tell that brat Nalan to come out! This general disdains to fight a mere woman!"

Facing Yan Jingchuan's contempt, the woman remained calm and responded coldly: "I am Su Bing's daughter - Su Yanhua. Today, I am here to take your head!" Su Bing?

Isn’t that General Su, whose head he chopped off that day?

"I was wondering who it was. It turned out to be the daughter of that old man. That old man is a big man, but he has a daughter who is stunningly beautiful. I think you should not work for Nalan Yanyu anymore. He is extremely powerful now and will not give you happiness. You might as well follow me. It may be difficult for me to be your principal wife, but I can be your concubine."

His eyes moved strangely over Su Yanhua.

Su Yanhua's heart sank, and she just wanted to sneer.

"That depends on whether you have a chance to survive!"

She moved like lightning, spear in hand, dashing forward with a heroic air. In the blink of an eye, she leaped up, like a lithe swallow, landing directly beside Yan Jingchuan. The extremely sharp spear head flashed with a cold light, carrying a fierce momentum, and rushed towards Yan Jingchuan like a bolt of lightning.

Yan Jingchuan's eyes flashed with surprise upon seeing this, but he quickly reacted. With a roar, he pushed his foot hard against the horse's back, launching himself into the air. At the same time, he quickly raised his spear, firmly blocking the opponent's thrust. With a loud "bang," the two weapons collided fiercely, instantly sending out dazzling sparks.

This violent collision made Yan Jingchuan feel a numbness in his arm, as if it was hit by a huge force. His heart sank, and he secretly marveled: This woman's strength is so powerful, far beyond his expectations!

Su Yanhua, undeterred by her missed attack, instead intensified her internal energy. Instantly, the spear in her hand seemed to glow with a strange light, and faint phoenix-like sounds could be heard. The powerful internal energy continuously converged into the spear, greatly increasing its power. Like an unerring tracker, it locked onto Yan Jingchuan's figure and pursued him relentlessly.

Facing this aggressive, relentless onslaught, Yan Jingchuan dared not slack off. He concentrated intently on countering Su Yanhua's attacks, constantly changing his techniques and movements, trying to escape. However, Su Yanhua's spearmanship was exquisite, each stroke imbued with infinite variety and power, making it difficult for him to escape. For a time, the battle between the two men reached a stalemate...

.........

Yan Jinyao was now furiously driving the carriage, its wheels rolling forward, stirring up a light cloud of dust. The city streets were bustling with people, bustling with activity. The sounds of hawking, bargaining, and laughter intertwined to form a unique symphony of life.

At this moment, the voices of several people talking were heard not far away: "Look, it has been several days, and the bandits from Yan State are still standing outside the city gate and refusing to leave!" One person said indignantly.

Another person interjected, "That's right! I don't know what Prince Nalan is thinking. He has been refusing to let our soldiers go out to fight. I heard that the Yan bandits are extremely arrogant, and their mouths are full of insults that are unbearable to hear. Even an honest person like me can't help but get angry when I hear them!" He waved his arms as he spoke, as if he had experienced it himself.

Someone else interrupted, "To be the ruler of Yunzhou, one must be like Prince Nalan. As the saying goes, those who achieve great things must endure things that ordinary people cannot endure. Perhaps the prince has his own plans."

Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted, "Hey! I heard a woman has stepped forward and volunteered to fight at the city gate! I think her name is Su Yanhua!"

These words were like a stone dropped into a calm lake, instantly causing an uproar and amazement among those around. Everyone began to speculate about who this brave woman was and what kind of courage allowed her to face the fierce enemy head-on.

Su Yanhua!

Yan Jinyao's nerves suddenly tensed up, and the woman's graceful appearance and cold eyes appeared in her mind.

Her face changed drastically.

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

Although the maid beside her didn't know why Yan Jinyao was so anxious, she still lifted the reed curtain and ordered the coachman.

.........

Su Yanhua tightly gripped the silver spear, thinking to herself: This guy is extremely difficult to deal with, especially his strength. She couldn't even withstand this palm strike.

She changed her strategy, flew away, and dropped the silver spear on the ground, the spear body trembling.

Yan Jingchuan was stunned for a moment, then sneered, "What? Surrender?"

surrender?

Sorry, these two words have never appeared in her mind!

She took a deep breath, her internal energy surging. With a sudden wave of her hands, a resounding phoenix cry resounded through the heavens, like a blazing fire in the galaxy. With boundless power, it rushed towards Yan Jingchuan. Wherever the phoenix cry passed, the air seemed to ignite, forming a blazing dragon of fire, which pounced on Yan Jingchuan with fangs and claws bared, showing off its might.

Yan Jingchuan was stunned by the astonishing scene before him, his eyes wide open, his face filled with disbelief. But he was a veteran of battle, and his reaction was quick. He immediately grasped his spear with one hand and thrust it forward, trying to block the oncoming Fengming. However, despite his best efforts, Fengming remained unstoppable, and the flames instantly spread to his armor, making a crackling sound.

Yan Jingchuan was horrified and quickly stretched out his other hand to slap the flames on his body, trying to put them out. For a moment, he was in a panic, and the originally strict and orderly formation became chaotic because of his panic.