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

Time seems to have frozen.

Su Ruoxi's eyes were full of anticipation and desire. The position of princess appeared in her mind. She only needed to stretch out her hands and it would be within her reach.

Lin Jiaojiao didn't dare to look anymore and hid behind Chu Wuqi.

In the distance, Demo Tserong took a bow and arrow, drew the bow and loaded the arrow, ready to shoot.

Everyone in the audience stared at this scene and felt sorry for the woman.

In their opinion, Su Yanhua's death is a foregone conclusion!

However, at the critical moment, Su Yanhua used a clever sword move, turning defense into offense. Li Hao was caught off guard and was forced to retreat repeatedly.

Su Yanhua took advantage of the chaos and used her hands as claws to attack his eyes fiercely. Li Hao's eyes were stabbed and he lost the light. He ran around in a panic.

"You bitch!" Li Hao shouted angrily, "I will definitely kill you."

Su Yanhua smiled: "I'm afraid you don't have a chance."

After saying that, she used all her strength to attack Li Hao's waist repeatedly. The waist is the source, the source of internal strength. People whose waist is attacked will have their internal strength disordered and unable to exert their strength. This is both an advantage and a disadvantage of having internal strength. Of course, for her, this is the best opportunity for her to turn defeat into victory.

Li Hao wanted to use his internal force to knock Su Yanhua away, but his internal force was in chaos and could not be gathered at all. Before he could react, his body was kicked away by Su Yanhua, and he fell heavily to the ground, raising dust.

The next moment, a large amount of blood gushed out from his neck and he groaned in pain. It turned out that his neck had been cut by a flying knife.

Li Hao lost!

The audience watched this scene in surprise. They originally thought that the winner had been decided, but they did not expect that Su Yanhua could actually turn the situation around.

The entire martial arts arena fell into dead silence for the second time!

No one believed that Su Yanhua turned defeat into victory when he was almost beaten to death!

When Li Hao was dying, he couldn't believe that he had killed countless people and was well-known for his crimes, but in the end he died at the hands of a young girl!

No matter how surprised everyone was, they gradually calmed down at the sound of the drums and gongs.

"Su Yanhua wins!"

Su Yanhua on the high platform was covered in blood, and her delicate face was also stained with blood. Only her cold and determined eyes could be seen. This woman made the world take notice for the second time!

If people were somewhat disdainful of Su Yanhua's martial arts at first, now they deeply admired this slender-looking woman.

I admire her tenacity. Even if it was a man, after being beaten like this today, he would not be able to think of a way to survive at the moment of death. But a woman did it, and she was the beautiful lady of Lingcheng. How could this not shock the world and make them admire her!

Su Yanhua didn't know that when she embarked on her journey of martial poetry, she was destined to become the center of attention. Her name began to spread among the people, and her fame gradually grew, all of which paved the way for her to become an outstanding general in the future.

When she donned her armor and galloped across the battlefield, she officially entered the stage of history. Her heroic deeds and remarkable talents captivated the world and made her a legendary figure. From then on, her name was etched into the long river of history, passed down forever.

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禅院

Cui'er didn't expect Su Yanhua to be so seriously injured. When she was watching from below, she only saw that the young lady was covered in blood, but now when she was cleaning the young lady's wounds, she found that some of the wounds were still bleeding.

Cui'er couldn't help crying out loud. She couldn't imagine how much pain the young lady was in at that time.

"Don't cry, Cui'er. If you cry again, I won't help me clean up." Su Yanhua joked.

Cui'er held back her tears, brought a basin of warm water, and gently wiped the blood off Su Yanhua.

"Miss, you're trying too hard. Do you know that Li Hao will really beat you to death?"

Su Yanhua's face was pale, and she smiled: "Cui'er, no one in this world can protect me, so I can only fight my way out."

Cui'er remembered that the young lady's mother had passed away, and the old lady of the Su family had never looked at the young lady straight in the eye. The Xu family's mother was weak in front of others but stabbed them in the back. Only Su Bing was left, but he was very strict with the young lady and could not even give her a trace of trust.

Even Prince Mo, who was engaged to the young lady, never liked her. Cui'er couldn't help but feel sad. She spoke to comfort her, "Young lady, Cui'er will be with you, and so will Aunt Ling."

"Today, I received a letter from Aunt Ling. Aunt Ling said that when you return, she will make your favorite water chestnut cake for you."

Su Yanhua smiled palely when she heard this and nodded: "Cui'er, I'm a little tired. I want to take a nap."

"Miss, go to sleep. I'll help you clean up."

Su Yanhua had too many wounds on her body, most of which were cuts caused by collisions. Cui'er used two large basins of warm water to wipe Su Yanhua's body clean.

She pulled the quilt in front of Su Yanhua, but her expression suddenly changed.

Her whole body began to tremble. She stared at Su Yanhua's pale face nervously. She carefully placed her hand on the tip of Su Yanhua's nose, but there was no trace of breath.

Cui'er was shocked: "Miss, Miss, wake up, Miss."

She was terrified and began to shake Su Yanhua's body.

"Miss, please don't scare me, Miss—"

Su Yanhua was as if dead, without any reaction.

Cui'er thought about what Master Xing had told her that day.

"If anything happens to her, remember to come find me at Wuhua Peak!"

Oh, and there’s Mr. Xing!

Cui'er pushed open the door and ran towards Wuhua Mountain in panic.

The people living on the top of the mountain were all invited guests, and some monks would not let her in.

She knelt down and begged, tears gathering in her eyes.

"Please, I beg you, this servant only wants to see Master Xing."

The monk chased her away and said impatiently, "Master Xing passed away a few days ago. You should stop kneeling here."

Cui'er was stunned and her heart was extremely flustered.

What to do, what to do!

Suddenly she seemed to remember something, and quickly got up and went down the mountain.

……

Su Yanhua seemed to be in a dark world, surrounded by endless darkness, making it impossible for her to see where she was.

At this moment, a faint light suddenly appeared in front of them. Although the light was extremely dim, it was like a bright light in the dark night, and it was particularly eye-catching.

This light source seemed to possess a mysterious attraction, drawing Su Yanhua in tightly and guiding her involuntarily towards the light source. Her footsteps followed the light uncontrollably, moving forward step by step.

Cui'er looked at Su Yanhua's paler face and said worriedly, "Master Wuchan, my young lady's face has become even paler."

Nalan Yanyu walked forward and sat beside the bed. He stretched out two fingers and quickly pressed two acupoints on Su Yanhua's chest.

He frowned slightly and asked, "Master, what happened to her?"

Master Wuchan shook his head. "This is her last breath. Her martial arts have overdrawn her body. Plus, today is the day when the Burial Flower Needle will take effect. She simply can't bear it."

Nalan Yanyu asked, "Burial Flower Needle?"

Wuchan explained, "She was poisoned that day when you broke into the ghost market."

Nalan Yanyu's expression paused. It turned out that she was poisoned, but she never told him.

"Is there any solution?"

"This……"

Wuchan was a little hesitant. There was no way out, but his young master was too persistent.

Cui'er couldn't help but plead, "Master, please save my young lady."

As she spoke, she was about to kneel down before Wu Chan. Wu Chan hurriedly stopped her and finally sighed, "Forget it."

Wuchan took out a thick booklet and a transparent container. The container was filled with red light, which was very dazzling.