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

Su Yanhua knew that Mo Cerong came here with bad intentions, but she was not afraid and walked over.

"Daddy."

Mo Cerong raised his eyes and saw the woman walking towards him. Her blue dress made her look like a breeze. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised and her eyebrows and eyes were cold.

"Prince Mo."

She bowed and stood up without waiting for Mo Cerong to speak.

Su Yuan smiled awkwardly, lightly rebuked Su Yanhua, and said: "My daughter does not know etiquette, I hope Your Majesty will be magnanimous and not make a fuss with me."

Mo Cerong raised his hand to indicate that everything was fine, his phoenix eyes turning from misty at the beginning to deep now.

"General Su, can you please allow me and Miss Su to talk alone?"

Su Yuan hesitated for a moment, looked at Su Yanhua and nodded, warning Su Yanhua with his eyes, but Su Yanhua didn't want to pay attention at this time.

After Su Yuan walked away, Su Yanhua walked up and sat opposite Mo Cerong, one on the left and one on the right, with a tense atmosphere.

"What does Prince Mo want to talk to me about?"

Seeing her lack of manners, which was completely different from her gentle appearance before, Mo Cerong suddenly remembered something and a hint of disgust appeared in his eyes.

"What happened on that birthday really has nothing to do with you?"

Su Yanhua glanced at him before speaking: "If I really did it, I wouldn't have hurt you."

Mo Cerong's face darkened when this matter was mentioned. She was really ruthless. After knocking him unconscious and bleeding, she didn't care at all and didn't worry at all that he would die.

Mo Cerong snorted softly, "That's not necessarily true. You were the one who called me over. After I entered the room, I was overwhelmed by the fragrance, and then I ended up lying in the same bed with you. How could it be that it had nothing to do with you?"

"Su Yanhua, although we are engaged, you also know that I have never liked you. Now that you have done such a shameful thing, I am afraid you have lost even the dignity of a daughter. How can anyone pity a woman who despises herself?"

"Snapped-"

Mo Cerong felt a breeze blowing, and he quickly dodged. The tea set on the ground broke into pieces, and tea leaves and tea splashed on Mo Cerong's robe.

Su Yanhua's face turned ashen, with anger flashing in her eyes. She stared at Mo Cerong as if she wanted to devour him.

"Mo Cerong, you are a fool, aren't you? I warn you, if you don't have evidence to slander me, I will definitely kill you so that you won't spit shit in front of me."

No one had ever dared to speak to Mo Cerong like this since he was a child. His face flushed red, and he stared at her intently, his lips tightly drawn, revealing a hint of anger.

"Su Yanhua, how dare you be so rude to this king."

It was rude, but she had already shown control by not strangling him from the moment she saw him.

Mo Cerong remained undaunted and continued, "Ruoxi told me everything. You murdered her maidservant without any evidence. How cruel! Ruoxi is your sister. Why did you target her and make life difficult for her? If it weren't for Ruoxi's plea for you, I would have reported this to the Emperor and have him investigate thoroughly. Now, as long as you apologize to Ruoxi, this matter will be over."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Cerong felt a strong breath coming straight towards his forehead. Mo Cerong was caught off guard and subconsciously tried to block it, but the fierce momentum turned around and hit his chest. Mo Cerong immediately felt a pain in his chest. He looked over and saw white fingers holding a cold dagger and inserting it into his chest, and blood dyed the white fingers red.

Su Yanhua glared at him, her voice cold and expressionless, "If you dare to say anything, my dagger will penetrate even deeper."

As the sky gradually darkened, a woman in a blue dress stood proudly. Her brows were slightly cold, her eyes were bloodshot, and the hatred in her eyes was so intense that she wanted to skin him alive. This inexplicable hatred made him stunned.

He couldn't help but think of Su Yanhua a few days ago. Her loving eyes almost burned him, but now her eyes were ice-cold, as if she wanted to grind him into ashes. He was confused by this change, and he just looked at her quietly with a dark expression.

The hand at his side held her hand, and blood stained their fingers red as they intertwined.

"Asking me to apologize is simply a dream. The dignified Prince Yun Qin has handled countless cases, yet you blindly choose to trust others and convict me. Open your dog eyes and see clearly who is the mastermind behind this. I don't care what you think of me, but if you dare to appear in front of me like this again, disturb me, and ridicule me, I will not let it go."

After saying that, she ruthlessly broke free from his hand, wiped the blood all over his black robe, and turned to leave.

He looked at the blue figure, his eyes following it closely. He just stood there, but his heart was surging, his thoughts were in a mess, and countless ideas were hanging in his mind.

Su Yanhua didn't expect this scene to be seen by a pair of clear eyes.

The mysterious wind came, and Mo Feng supported Mo Cerong and said with a worried look on his face: "Master..."

Mo Feng's eyes were filled with murderous intent: "Master, how dare she treat you like this? Should I kill her?"

Mo Cerong waved his hand and quickly stopped him, saying, "No, go back home first." He looked pale and weak, and finally fainted.

That night, the evening breeze gradually became cooler, and Xu pulled her clothes closer.

Suddenly, a sound was heard. Xu opened the door and a man in a dark blue robe walked in. His long eyelashes cast a faint shadow in the candlelight.

Xu knelt down respectfully and saluted: "Young Master."

Xing Jian stood there without saying a word until Xu took out the jade pendant in her hand. Then he frowned and his eyes flickered several times.

Madam Xu didn't miss the slightest change in Xing Jian's face. Her face was lost in memories, and her tone was filled with sadness. "When Young Master was young, the elders were willing to kill your mother in order to push you to the position of Young Master of the Xing Clan. The reason was that your mother was of low status and could not be your mother. You still remember that when Lianyi left, she gave the jade pendant to me and asked me to take good care of you."

As she spoke, tears welled up in Xu's eyes. She covered her face with her hands, tears streaming from between her fingers.

"Your mother and I were born into the same family and were as close as sisters. Seeing that your mother died unwillingly, I can only carry out her last wish and take good care of you until you are eighteen years old. Unfortunately, Madam can't tolerate me and sent me as a scout in the Su Mansion. But Young Master, I am already thirty-six years old. General Su treats me very well, and my life is very peaceful now. I gradually have a concern, that is, my daughter."

Xu's eyes were red from crying. She knelt down and pleaded, "Young Master, I have lived for the Xing Clan, for your mother, and for you. This time, I want to live for myself. Young Master, Aunt Qing begs you, please help me just this once. From now on, I will give the jade pendant to you and will never bother the Xing Clan or you again."

After Xu finished speaking, she slowly handed the jade pendant to Xing Jian.

His eyes moved down, staring at the jade pendant, which was worn but warm. It was a symbol of his birth and a symbol of his mother's existence, and it was of great significance.

The hand with slender knuckles picked up the jade pendant and held it tightly in the palm of his hand. Because of the force, the faint blue veins were revealed.

"What gang?"

Xu was stunned, a hint of joy flashed across her face, she stood up with a fierce look in her eyes.

"Young Master, you have no idea of ​​the hardships Ruoxi and I have endured in the Su Mansion. The General has a legitimate daughter. She appears friendly to us, but in reality, she's secretly disobeying us and targeting Ruoxi every day. Ruoxi's repeated tolerance has only made her even more aggressive. I think tolerating her any longer is not a solution." Madam Xu glanced at Xing Jian, and seeing that he didn't react, she continued, "The Hundred Flowers Banquet will be held in a few days. I'd like to ask Young Master..."

Xing Jian said, "Kill her?"

Mrs. Xu hurriedly shook her head: "No, just make her look bad that day so that she won't be distracted and embarrass Ruoxi."

Xing Jian's eyes were as sharp as torches, as if he could see through Xu. He just stared at her gently, without a trace of emotion in his eyes, but they seemed meaningful, which made her heart tremble.

Just when Xu was feeling guilty, Xing Jian spoke again: "Who is it?"

Xu lowered her head and dared not look at him again: "This girl's name is Su Yanhua."

Xing Jian's eyes wandered for a moment. Why did this name sound so familiar?

Only when Xingjian's figure gradually walked away did Xu dare to look up. She relaxed, took a few breaths, and took a few steps back until someone supported her.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Su Ruoxi supported Xu and brought her to sit on the bed before letting her go.

"Mother, that person just now was..." Su Ruoxi was a little bit unbelievable. Her breathing became short and rapid, and her chest rose and fell slightly: "Was it Master Xing?"

There was a hint of joy in her eyes, as if she was waiting for Xu's response. Her mood fluctuated so much that she was so nervous that she almost suffocated.

Xu had calmed down now. She looked at Su Ruoxi and saw that she understood her state. She hummed softly, then broke her fantasy with a voice as soft as thunder: "Young Master is not someone you can fantasize about. The Young Master's marriage and everything else are decided by the Xing Clan."

Su Ruoxi didn't expect Xu's words to be so heartless. She just suddenly saw that Master Xing was a little bit unbelievable. As for the connection, she just had a little bit of it, but now it is gone.