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

At this moment, Su Yanhua's eyes were like lightning, tightly locked onto Yan Jingchuan's every move. Taking advantage of his moment of confusion, she flashed and rushed towards Yan Jingchuan with a spear in hand at lightning speed. The spear in her hand flashed a cold light in the air and instantly reached Yan Jingchuan's chest.

With a sizzling sound, the incredibly sharp spearhead easily pierced Yan Jingchuan's chest. Instantly, bright red blood gushed out from the wound, like a blooming blood flower, staining the ground beneath his feet red. Yan Jingchuan groaned, his body swaying a few times, and finally collapsed to the ground helplessly.

"Jingchuan—" A heartbreaking cry suddenly rang out from the distance. It was Yan Jinyao, who had hurried over. When she saw the tragic scene before her, she was completely stunned. Her eyes, usually as calm as water, were now filled with shock and pain, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

At the same time, a deafening roar of cheers and applause erupted from the city walls. People cheered excitedly, cheering for Su Yanhua's brilliant performance. The entire scene was bustling with activity, and the atmosphere was extremely enthusiastic.

"This Yan Jingchuan is finally dead!"

"Miss Su is so amazing!"

.........

Yan Jinyao ran over with all her might, panting, and finally rushed to Yan Jingchuan's corpse. Her eyes widened, filled with astonishment and disbelief, staring blankly at the lifeless body.

Slowly squatting down, she stretched out her slightly trembling hands and carefully touched Yan Jingchuan's body, as if she was afraid that this was just an illusory dream. When her fingertips really felt the gradually cooling body temperature, tears burst out uncontrollably and slid down her cheeks.

At first, she sobbed softly, but as her emotions grew, her cries grew louder, like the wailing of a cuckoo. After a long moment, she finally raised her head, as if awakening from a dream. Her tear-filled eyes suddenly turned icy cold, darting straight at Su Yanhua, who was not far away. At this moment, her eyes shone with endless hatred and resentment.

"Why? Why did you want to kill him?" Yan Jinyao asked at the top of her lungs, her voice a little hoarse from crying.

Faced with such questioning, Su Yanhua felt completely absurd and speechless. She sneered and gritted her teeth as she responded, "Why? Humph! Because he's not only our enemy, but also the sworn enemy who murdered my father!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Jinyao's face, twisted with anger, suddenly froze, and her body began to tremble violently. The next second, she suddenly pulled out a sharp dagger from her bosom and stabbed Su Yanhua in the chest without hesitation.

At this critical moment, a figure rushed over like lightning. Everyone looked closely and saw that it was Nalan Yanyu, who had an indifferent expression on his face, who made a timely move and firmly grasped Yan Jinyao's cruel hands.

Yan Jinyao couldn't believe it and said, "She killed my brother!"

"She killed my brother!"

Nalan Yanyu responded indifferently: "I know, but you also killed her father!"

Yan Jinyao was stunned. She seemed to have never met this person before. There was strangeness and pain in her eyes.

"Who am I doing this for?" Her tone was full of unwilling despair and helplessness.

"For whom—" She repeated herself, her voice hoarse, as if she had exhausted all her strength.

After saying that, she suddenly drew her knife and swung it, stabbing Nalan Yanyu in both hands, then turned and left.

Su Yanhua clenched her fists, took out a handkerchief and handed it to Nalan Yanyu.

"Bandage it up!"

Nalan Yanyu took it, wrapped it around a few times, and looked up at her.

"Yan Hua, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked you to bear the revenge of your father's murder for me!"

Su Yanhua's expression paused, and she felt sad.

.........

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it was already the third day. And for Su Yanhua, these three days seemed as long as years. Because, this was also the third day that Nalan Yanyu ignored her.

Su Yanhua knew why Nalan Yanyu was so angry. It was because she had deceived him. She had vowed not to seek revenge, but in the end she killed Yan Jingchuan with her own hands.

However, only she knew that the reason she was willing to endure Yan Jinyao, the culprit, for Nalan Yanyu was entirely because she understood that Nalan Yanyu urgently needed the powerful force behind Yan Jinyao. It could be said that Yan Jinyao was indispensable to Nalan Yanyu.

But who could truly understand this hardship and pain? After all, the man who was killed was her biological father! Seeing the murderer of her father right in front of her, but unable to immediately kill him and avenge her, this pain was simply unbearable.

If it were someone else, they would probably find it hard to endure it!

Finally, when she learned that Yan Jingchuan below was the murderer who killed her father, she could no longer suppress the hatred and anger that surged in her heart.

Even though she knew that this move might cause Nalan Yanyu's resentment and dissatisfaction, she still resolutely chose to take action! Just to avenge this blood feud, no matter how great the price, she would not hesitate!

"Yan Hua, are you okay?"

Nalan Linglong beside him asked.

Su Yanhua smiled: "I'm fine, what's wrong?"

"I just asked if anything had happened between you and brother these past few days. Brother hadn't asked about you, but when I mentioned your name, his smile disappeared." Nalan Linglong's voice suddenly rose. "And that Lianzhu, she sticks to brother every day. He eats her cooking every day, and she even personally praised Liancheng yesterday. These two steal the show in front of brother."

Liancheng?

She remembered that Liu Simou and Liancheng were very close, and she wondered if the conversation on the city wall was instigated by Liancheng.

But it doesn’t matter whether it is or not!

Lian Cheng probably knew that his sister liked Nalan Yanyu, so naturally he didn't have any good feelings towards her.

"By the way, I remember Nalan has a recruitment meeting. When is it?" Su Yanhua asked.

"tomorrow!"

It’s so fast!

.........

This day is the day that people all over the world look forward to the most. Nalan Yanyu in Yunzhou City sets up a recruitment meeting to recruit all-round talents in civil and military affairs in the world. All the famous talents in the world can participate.

Tables, benches and pavilions were set up at the foot of Yunzhou City, and a stage for the martial arts competition was set up in the center. The stage was crowded with people, and they were talking a lot.

Tables, chairs and stools were set up in the front to welcome guests from afar.

Speaking of this guest, everyone was talking about it.

"I heard that Nalan Yanyu also invited Prince Mo of Yunqin?"

"He just plotted a rebellion, and he turned around and put this matter behind him. What a talent!"

"You don't know, ever since Prince Nalan's rebellion, the Emperor's health has deteriorated significantly, and now Prince Mo is in control of the government!"

"I even met Master Xing on my way here. Could it be that he invited someone from the Xing clan?"

"The bigger the invitation, the more talented people from all over the world will come to us, and naturally we'll be able to recruit the best talents!"

"So this is what Nalan Yanyu was planning."

With the sound of a gong, Nalan Yanyu walked onto the stage and sat in the main seat.

The person who was manipulated in the past has now become the one manipulating others. This scene is really sad!

Behind him was Yan Jinyao, dressed in red, with a bright and elegant face, walking towards him step by step.