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

Hearing this, Su Yanhua couldn't help but suspect that she was already nearby when she was talking to Nalan Yanyu just now, but just didn't show up.

"If you have nothing to do, just go away."

There was no point in talking to him, so Su Yanhua didn't want to pay any attention to him and just stood up and walked out the door.

"Su Yanhua, do you have no other choice but to ask me to get out?" For example, ask him to stay.

"If you're fine, just go die."

Xing Jian was stunned and didn't want to argue with her.

He curled his lips and smiled: "Last time you were poisoned by the needle in the ghost market, I came to check on your body, but I have to warn you, never use violence."

Su Yanhua ignored him.

Cui Er, who was standing next to him, replied, "Yes, Master. Today, the young lady went to the martial arts competition."

Xing Jian murmured softly, "I already knew, otherwise I wouldn't have come so quickly."

Seeing that Su Yanhua was in good condition, he felt relieved.

Su Yanhua looked at the two people whispering to each other, and she wondered when Cui'er and Xing Jian became so close.

She frowned: "If you don't leave, don't blame me for taking action."

"I'm here to talk to you about serious matters. Can you please sit down and listen to me carefully?"

Seeing Xing Jian like this, Su Yanhua felt a surge of anger in her heart. This anger made her heart hot, and she really couldn't control herself and wanted to beat him to death.

She controlled her temper and sat down, snatched the tea that Xing Jian was about to drink, and poured it out without any hesitation.

Let you drink!

Cui'er was stunned. She looked at Master Xing nervously, thinking that he would be angry, but Master Xing just looked at the young lady with a smile in his eyes, without any anger at all.

Does she think he is still the cold-hearted young man who keeps women at a distance?

Su Yanhua placed the teacup on the table and said in a cold voice, "Go ahead."

She wanted to see what important things he could have?

Xing Jian's expression was no longer carefree. He lowered his eyes and became calm. He slowly approached Su Yanhua and said, "Did you encounter any misfortune?"

Su Yanhua's eyes flickered, and her eyes began to turn cold: "What do you mean?"

The woman in front of him seemed like a solid wall. As long as his heart was touched, he would erect the wall without hesitation and prevent others from taking a step forward.

Xing Jian didn't understand why she could be so relaxed and talk and laugh with others, but had to show her claws to him. It seemed that she started to be on guard against him from the second time they met.

"I heard that Mo Cerong has a fiancée. The eldest daughter of the Su family has been infatuated with him since childhood. She is in love with him. Almost whenever Mo Cerong appears, she will appear behind him. It is said that the eldest daughter of the Su family is a fool who can't even do needlework. She has a stubborn but gentle temperament."

The man's voice was emotionless, just like a storyteller.

But in Su Yanhua's ears, her face became colder with every word she heard.

"But I've met the eldest daughter of the Su family. She has the exact opposite personality. She doesn't seem docile or timid at all. Instead, she's like a vengeful little wolf cub."

"Su Yanhua, which one is you?"

The man's tentative voice filled her ears, and the fragrant mist from Mount Lu lingered in her nose, gradually becoming thicker.

Su Yanhua had never hated the clouds and fog on Mount Lushan as much as she did at this moment!

She raised her eyes slightly, curled her lips into a smile, and her eyes gradually became dangerous.

"It's me who wants you dead."

She suddenly stretched out a hand and grabbed his arm tightly, which was as hard to shake as an iron clamp. With the other hand, she attacked his neck fiercely, with all her strength.

A hint of surprise flashed in Xing Jian's eyes, and he used his true energy to dodge away.

The two of them instantly distanced themselves from each other.

When her first move failed, Su Yanhua grabbed the unburned candle with her other hand and, with a flick of her fingers, launched a blade-like energy towards Xing Jian. Xing Jian could have used his true Qi to knock the blade away, but then he realized she had no internal energy and the move would likely injure her, so he stepped back and dodged.

Su Yanhua knew he could dodge it, so as the candle shard flew past, she teleported in front of him, her hands striking his chest at lightning speed. Xing Jian had just dodged when two palms reached out. He tried to channel his Qi to evade the blow again, but Su Yanhua's palms struck his chest, causing his internal energy to suddenly become chaotic. The next moment, another palm slammed towards him, and he was unable to dodge it, so he took it head-on.

Xing Jian suddenly felt a severe pain in his chest. Even though he rarely cried out in pain, he frowned. This palm strike was really powerful.

This cruel woman!

"Do you know that you can't attack the waist of someone with internal strength? Do you want me to die?"

He thought that everything would be over once she defeated him, but the next moment, her palm swung towards his neck, and her fingers were like eagle claws, trying to rip open the prey.

Xing Jian was so angry that he wanted to laugh. This woman actually wanted to kill him.

He was filled with anger. He couldn't hurt her and could only dodge repeatedly. However, he also knew that this woman couldn't use force. If he continued like this, the poison in her body would take effect one day and she would be in great pain.

Xing Jian immediately used his inner strength to suppress all her movements. She was stunned and began to struggle hard, but suddenly a rope tied her arms and hands.

She didn't expect that her martial arts were so vulnerable in front of Xing Jian. He easily subdued her with just some internal force.

Before she could react, Xing Jian suddenly picked her up.

Her mind was shaken, anger surged into her heart, and she began to struggle.

"Why are you holding me? Put me down."

Xing Jian's body was straight and he looked slender, yet one could feel his warmth. The thick clouds and mist on Mount Lu just now had become light and elegant, enveloping her in this atmosphere in an irresistible manner.

In her previous life, she had lived for over twenty years and had never been this close to a man. In her previous life, Mo Cerong disliked her at all, and the closest they had ever been was only a foot. In her previous life, she had been kidnapped and nearly raped, but she had already killed the man. At that time, she felt like vomiting, and her only thought was how to kill him.

Su Yanhua could feel the masculine scent coming towards her, and could feel the vibration of her chest when he spoke. All this made her feel panicked and she struggled even more violently.

"Put me down!"

Xing Jian just wanted to put her on the bed, but he didn't expect that her body would shake so violently as soon as he picked her up, and he almost couldn't hold her.

If he put it down, she would use violence against him. If he didn't put it down, she would struggle so hard. Xing Jian felt like he was holding a hot potato in his hand. He couldn't throw it away, nor could he keep it.

He lost his temper and said harshly, "If you move again, I will hit you."

Su Yanhua was a stubborn person. She did not move and said sternly, "Xing Jian, if you have the guts, beat me to death. Otherwise, let me down."

After saying that, she started to struggle again. Xing Jian was afraid that she would fall, so he increased the force of his restraints.