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

Cui'er knew that the young lady was afraid of the cold, so she specially made a bowl of chicken soup and brought it over.

Wu Er just came out and saw the soup in the plate, and quickly stopped him: "What are you doing? The prince and the others are playing chess, they don't have time to drink your soup."

Cui'er rolled her eyes at her and said, "No, I made this chicken soup for you, to nourish your body." After saying that, she was about to go in.

Wu Er pushed her and said, "I can't let you disturb the prince."

The prince finally met Miss Su and certainly doesn't want to be disturbed.

Cui'er didn't understand his behavior and just thought he was being unreasonable.

"Get up, or don't blame me for being rude."

"No, I will never."

"Get out of my way."

"I won't let you."

"Step aside."

"No"

Su Yanhua felt extremely embarrassed. The voices of the two people were not loud, nor soft, but they were disturbing and made it impossible to calm down.

Nalan Yanyu also heard the argument outside. He said softly, "I'm afraid this chess game can't be played."

If your mind is not calm, then there is no point in playing chess.

The two of them drank tea, and the fragrance of tea drifted into Su Yanhua's nostrils.

Why does this taste so familiar?

Seeing her frown, Nalan Yanyu asked, "Why, are you not used to drinking it?"

She finally remembered what kind of tea it was, Lushan Cloud Mist!

Whenever she saw this tea, she would think of the tea fragrance on that person, the unique and light tea fragrance.

Of course she wasn't used to it, she smiled and said, "I'm used to it."

"I heard that Lushan Cloud Mist will be sold out next month. If you like it, I'll ask Wu'er to send some to you."

Su Yanhua paused in drinking tea. Xing Jian would definitely not let others drink the same tea as him, so it was reasonable for him to sell out.

From now on, when I go to a restaurant, I won’t be reminded of Xing Jian’s scent when I smell this tea.

"No, I don't really like tea."

Nalan Yanyu did not force it. His slender fingers fiddled with the green tea lid, as if he was thinking about something.

"You didn't come to take the written test today?"

Su Yanhua was stunned. She was silent for a while before she said, "I'm going to take the martial arts test."

Hearing this, Nalan Yanyu looked at her with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Those people didn't give you any trouble, did they?"

Su Yanhua thought he would question her, but she didn't expect him to ask her such a question.

"Of course, but I solved them all."

Hearing such confident words, he smiled lightly: "It seems that my news is not very fast. It is likely that I will know it last."

Su Yanhua said, "The martial poetry exam is slower than the literary exam, so the news probably hasn't spread yet."

"I'd like to hear others describe you as a winner."

She asked in surprise: "How do you know I won?"

She didn't seem to tell him whether he won or lost.

He took a sip of tea, and the sweet taste lingered in his heart.

"I believe you."

These three words made Su Yanhua's mind go blank. She seemed to have caught something, and her eyes flashed hurriedly: "This tea is a little cold."

After saying that, she picked up the teapot and added some steaming hot tea. The smoke filled the air between the two of them, blurring her eyebrows and eyes.

"The martial arts test will take a long time. Your opponents will be stronger in the next few days. You were injured in the last ghost market. I wonder if this will have an impact on you."

Hearing this, Su Yanhua frowned and recalled carefully. She was indeed pricked with a few needles when she was in the ghost market, but she didn't know what it was at that time. Later, after asking Xing Jian, he also said that he was fine, so she didn't take it to heart and didn't continue to ask.

After today's competition, she simply felt a little more tired than usual, even a little exhausted. She thought it might be because she hadn't practiced martial arts in the past few days, and her body hadn't adapted yet. After all, she had practiced martial arts every day before, and her body had long been accustomed to the intensity of the exercise. Now, suddenly stopping was making her body feel uncomfortable.

"I'm fine now. Are you okay with your injuries?" She still remembered the injuries he suffered last time while protecting her.

"The wound is gradually healing, and it has no impact now."

Su Yanhua nodded and felt relieved.

She suddenly thought of something, stood up and walked behind the screen, then turned around with a wooden box in her hand.

Nalan Yanyu smelled the faint scent of herbs in the air, which was refreshing and pleasant.

His eyes showed no emotion: "What is this?"

Su Yanhua gave Nalan Yanyu the answer he wanted.

"Kong Qing."

Nalan Yanyu was stunned and hesitated to drink from the celadon and white jade teacup in his hand.

Su Yanhua said, "Last time I asked Master Wuchan about your purpose in going to the Ghost Market. Kongqing is rarely circulated in the Ghost Market. If you hadn't blocked that snipe for me, Wu'er wouldn't have given up the Kongqing that he was about to get to come and save you."

Su Yanhua placed the box on the table. As she got closer, the smell of the herbs became stronger.

Nalan Yanyu knew how rare this herb was and that his body was in urgent need of it, but her words just now seemed to be drawing a clear line between her and him.

"So this is you repaying the favor I did for you." Nalan Yanyu teased.

The woman spoke calmly, standing up for her principles.

"I never owe anyone a favor."

The two talked for half an hour, and Wu'er, who was outside, finally couldn't help but speak outside the door.

"Prince, we should go now."

Cui'er also felt that it was time for Prince Nalan to leave. She had already heated up her soup three times.

A smile flashed across Nalan Yanyu's eyes, and his voice was low and pleasant: "I have forgotten the important things."

He pulled a booklet from his sleeve and handed it to her.

"I thought you might need it, so I brought it."

She thought it was some fun object and was about to refuse it when she saw the words written on the booklet.

This is actually a martial arts manual!

She was stunned and took it with both hands.

"Just consider this as a return gift. I don't owe anyone a favor."

By the time she reacted, Nalan Yanyu had already left with the medicine box.

"Miss, please have some chicken soup. I have already made this soup three times."

Cui'er's voice was drowned in the air, and she fell into deep thought. She wondered how Nalan Yanyu knew that she had chosen to participate in the martial arts test? Did he know everything from the beginning? Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel surprised and confused.

She gave him Kong Qing to repay the favor of shooting an arrow. Now he accepted Kong Qing, but the martial arts book in her hand made her feel helpless. She could not repay this favor after all.

Even more puzzling to her was the fact that he had even specially sent her this pamphlet on the martial arts exam, seemingly anticipating her needs. Yet, she had never revealed to Nalan Yanyu her martial arts prowess. So, how did he know? This question lingered in her mind, leaving her perplexed.

What Su Yanhua didn't understand was that people who wanted to understand you would naturally try to understand you from other perspectives, and as the third young master, Nalan Yanyu could see through a person's inner needs better than anyone else.

Wu'er saw the prince coming out with a smile on his face. He wondered what a magical lady the Su family was. She could always make the prince smile.

He felt that this was a good time for him to report some bad things.

"Prince, Princess Qinghe is here to see you again. She is at your Zen temple."

The corners of Nalan Yanyu's mouth dropped instantly, and he looked at Wu'er with an unclear expression in his eyes.

Wu Er was stunned. He didn't expect the prince's expression to change so quickly. He quickly explained, "Prince, I declined on your behalf, but the princess insisted on waiting for you. I had no choice."

Princess Qinghe came here every few days. The first few times he refused, the princess didn't say anything, but this time, Princess Qinghe made an attitude and was going to wait for the prince in the prince's Zen temple. He couldn't just drive the princess away.

It all comes down to the prince's immense charm!

Nalan Yanyu's calm voice rang out: "I asked you to investigate the person behind the Ghost Market. Have you found out?"

Wu Er felt the tense and oppressive feeling. He lowered his head and nodded repeatedly: "I will check it out right away."

Su Yanhua here didn't expect that just after sending Nalan Yanyu away, a letter would arrive.

The man was wearing a red robe, which made his face look even more handsome. His eyes were like water, his lips were red, his teeth were white, and he walked towards her with a smile.

Su Yanhua frowned when she saw his outfit. She didn't understand why a grown man liked to wear red clothes?

She thought Xing Jian must be a pervert.

The man with a smile on his face had no idea that he had been labeled a "pervert". He walked over and sat down facing Su Yanhua.

"Su Yanhua, why do you always look like this every time you see me?"

Her brows were furrowed and her face was full of pain. Was it really so uncomfortable for her to be with him?

Su Yanhua snorted coldly: "You'd better be in trouble, otherwise get out of here."

Xing Jian was unhappy: "You smile at others, but why do you look so disgusted at me?"

"How come you can drink tea and play chess with others, but I can't talk to this young master?"