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

Nalan hesitated for a while, then slowly said, "Maybe you know, maybe you don't?"

"Loyalty is ingrained in him. It would be better for him not to know."

Wu Chan said, "With his status, he is destined to be a suspicious person. Prince, are you going to endure this?"

Nalan lowered his eyes and said sternly, "As long as he doesn't harm anyone in the Nalan Mansion, I can tolerate it."

"Besides, he hasn't found any evidence to prove my identity yet."

He didn't dare to attack him head-on!

Wuchan turned around, his eyes looking into the distance. He seemed to recall that winter when the world was in chaos and the people had trouble even getting enough food and clothing, let alone finding a place to live.

That year was also the third year that he became a beggar. He was poor and destitute, and was a slave who was beaten and scolded by everyone. During one beating and scolding, he killed someone with a knife. He fled to Wuhua Mountain and saw a large number of troops. He was surprised and thought that he could finally get protection, but the guards who protected the people actually took up knives to kill him. He still remembers how sharp and cold the knife was when it cut into his body.

He was determined to die, but Lord Nalan saved him and pleaded with the late emperor. The late emperor spared his life for Lord Nalan's sake.

Wu Chan sighed, "If it weren't for the Marquis, there would be no Wu Chan today. Prince, I hope you will protect the Marquis well."

Lord Nalan was a brother who fought with the late emperor to conquer the world. After conquering the world, Lord Nalan's reputation was so great that it almost surpassed that of the late emperor. As an emperor, how could he allow this to happen? But he could not act rashly, otherwise he, the emperor, would be criticized by the world.

Unexpectedly, before he could take action, he, the emperor, passed away. The current emperor sat on the throne, and he gradually discovered that Lord Nalan's power was quite strong. He became wary of Lord Nalan and withdrew his power with a small mistake.

Nalan Yanyu said: "Master Wuchan, even if you didn't tell me, I wouldn't let anything happen to my father. Besides, my father has no real power now, and I can no longer influence him."

Wu Chan asked, "If he truly no longer doubts the Marquis, why is he investigating your identity?"

His tone inevitably became more serious: "If he finds evidence proving your identity, the Marquis will be in real trouble."

Nalan Yanyu's two ordinary eyes became extremely deep at this moment, like a bottomless cold pond, icy and mysterious, exuding a chilling aura that made people shudder.

"If he dares to attack the Nalan Mansion, I will overthrow his rule!" Nalan Yanyu's tone was calm, but the determination and hatred contained in it were like a volcano about to erupt, hot and powerful.

Wu Chan was shocked when he heard this, and he couldn't help but look at Nalan Yanyu. When he saw those eyes looking into the distance, an inexplicable fear surged in his heart, and he shuddered involuntarily.

At this moment, Nalan Yanyu had completely lost his usual gentle demeanor. He seemed to be shrouded in a layer of gloom, and his eyes revealed a hint of hard-to-disguise viciousness. This was completely different from the impression he usually gave people, as if he had become a completely different person.

Wu Chan marveled inwardly. He suddenly felt as if he had never truly understood Prince Nalan. He had originally thought he was merely a gentle, kind, and uncontested son of a noble family, but now it seemed he was wrong, utterly wrong. He was deeply shocked to see such intense hatred and ambition hidden deep within Nalan Yanyu's heart.

Wu'er came in with a bowl of boiled medicine and placed it on the table.

"Prince, it's time to take your medicine."

The two stopped talking.

Wuchan seemed to smell something, and he couldn't help but ask, "Is Kongqing in here?"

Wu'er was stunned. He didn't expect that Master Wuchan had such a sensitive nose. He nodded.

"I asked the doctor, and he said that Kong Qing is a great tonic in the prescription given by the master."

Wuchan asked, "Prince, who gave you this Kongqing?"

Nalan said, "Su Yanhua gave it to me."

"what happened?"

Wu Chan was stunned. In the Su family, only Xu Qing had Kong Qing. How could these Kong Qing fall into the hands of the eldest daughter of the Su family? Something must have happened to Xu Qing.

But he and she have already reached this situation, so what's the point in asking again?

Wu Chan shook his head and said, "If Kong Qing uses it well, it is indeed a tonic medicine, and it will also help the prince's body recover soon."

Nalan's face was as radiant as jade, and he opened his thin lips slightly: "How can the pain of childhood be healed?"

The incense on the table had burned out and the sky was gradually getting dark.

Wuchan said, "It's getting late, so I'll leave first."

Nalan said: "Master, take care!"

Watching Wuchan's figure walking away, Wu'er stepped forward to report.

"Sir, the mastermind behind the black market has been identified. It's from the Xing Clan."

Nalan's eyes were deep: "Xingjian?"

Wu Er denied: "No, it's the Blue Boat."

"What's the difference between him and Xing Jian?" Nalan asked. "Have you found out about the recent movements in the black market?"

"A month ago, spies reported that the black market seemed to be gathering information about General Su's residence, but they suddenly withdrew some time ago." Wu'er couldn't help but speculate: "The news of Prime Minister Wang's contraband salt purchases was also spread on the black market. This time, they're targeting General Su's residence. Could it be that the black market wants to bring down the Su residence again?"

The man was stunned for a moment, and his tone became gentle and firm.

"It's probably not the small Su Mansion that he wants to bring down."

Wu'er was stunned, and an unbelievable answer emerged in his heart.

He couldn't help but ask, "So Xingjian also had a purpose in approaching Miss Su."

Nalan took a sip of tea, the faint tea fragrance filled his nose, and he asked calmly.

"Has the person who poisoned you been found?"

"Found it, it's Princess Qinghe." Wu'er analyzed: "The tea Princess Qinghe brought is poisonous, but why would Princess Qinghe poison you, Prince? Is her love for you all fake?"

Nalan said, "Do you still remember what Princess Qinghe said when she came that day?"

Wu'er couldn't help but recall that when they returned to the Zen temple that day, they saw Princess Qinghe walking towards them with something in her hand, a smile on her face.

"Brother Nalan, this is the tea that my father personally gave me. I know you love tea, so I brought it to you."

Wu Er was stunned. He said in surprise, "The Emperor used Princess Qinghe to drug you, the prince. You drank the tea and fell asleep that night. The assassin came to kill you, but you were poisoned and couldn't use your internal energy."

Wu Er said angrily, "The Emperor is so cruel."

He could even take advantage of the beloved Princess Qinghe!

If Wu'er had not arrived at the last moment, Nalan Yanyu might have become a soul under the sword.

"Sir, the Emperor is becoming more and more suspicious of us. What can we do?"

Nalan slowly stood up from the chair and walked slowly to the window.

He stared quietly out the window. The moonlight outside sprinkled like water under the green mountains, as if covering the whole world with a layer of silver gauze.

His face darkened and his eyes became deep as water.

"Isn't he just trying to find out that identity? Let him find it."

Wu'er was shocked: "Prince?"

Nalan Yanyu waved his hand to stop him and he turned around.

"If this identity can keep us safe, then let's send him out."

Wu Chan's words kept echoing in his mind.

"Without the Marquis, there would be no Wu Chan today. Prince, I hope you will protect the Marquis well."

Nalan Yanyu lowered his eyes, and Wuchan let something slip.

If there was no Lord Nalan, there would be no Nalan Yanyu today!