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

Su Yanhua frowned.

No wonder Nalan Yanyu always has a gentle air about him. Does he also feel that his body is a burden?

Cui'er asked, "Miss, why are you suddenly asking about the prince?"

She had never seen the young lady so interested in other people's affairs.

"He saved my life, and I don't know how to repay him."

Hearing this, Cui'er was stunned, and suddenly remembered in her mind that Master Xing had also saved the young lady's life, but he asked her not to tell the young lady.

She couldn't understand why the young lady was so resistant to Mr. Xing. Whenever Mr. Xing appeared, the young lady always put on an indifferent expression, as if she had seen the most annoying person.

What surprised Cui'er even more was that the young lady had stabbed Master Xing without hesitation that day! She had never expected that the young lady's dislike for Master Xing had reached such a level. However, when facing Prince Nalan, the young lady's attitude was completely different.

Cui'er was confused and full of questions. However, she still preferred to see the young lady's calmness and gentleness in front of Prince Nalan. Because at that time, the young lady was no longer as cold as usual.

When the two returned to the Zen temple, they saw Mo Cerong standing under Hua Qianshu.

He was dressed in a black robe, standing with his hands behind his back, waiting quietly.

Cui'er didn't expect that Prince Mo hadn't left yet!

As if he heard footsteps, he turned around, his eagle-like eyes focused on Su Yanhua.

"Where have you been?" he asked.

Su Yanhua ignored him and walked past him.

"Su Yanhua—"

Mo Cerong blocked Su Yanhua's door from closing and said in a lighter tone, "This king wants to talk to you."

Su Yanhua raised her eyes, her eyes full of indifference: "We have nothing to talk about."

As he was about to close the door, he was stopped by Mo Cerong again.

"Then let me see your injuries."

After saying that, Su Yanhua opened the door and her expression instantly turned cold.

"Your Highness, don't you know who caused my injury? Why are you pretending to be so?"

Su Yanhua didn't believe that Mo Cerong hadn't found out the cause of Qian Da's death. Since he wanted to come and test her confession, he should just speak openly.

Mo Cerong narrowed his eyes and asked in confusion, "What do you mean?"

Su Yanhua took out the silver hairpin and said, "I think Your Highness should know who this belongs to."

When Mo Cerong saw the silver hairpin, his face changed.

"Where did you find it?"

Su Yanhua replied: "It's at the scene where Qian Da's crime occurred."

"With this thing, I can convict Su Ruoxi."

After Qian Da's death, Wuhua Mountain invited the supervisor of the Dali Temple from the foot of the mountain to investigate Qian Da's death. As long as she handed this thing to the Dali Temple, they would surely have new clues.

Mo Cerong couldn't believe it and said, "It couldn't be Ruoxi who did it. This must be a mistake."

Su Yanhua snorted coldly: "Your Majesty, your words don't count. I will hand this thing over to the Dali Temple, and the truth will emerge."

The man held out his palm and spoke in a firm tone, as if making a promise.

"This time, trust me, the king."

letter?

Su Yanhua sneered in her heart: "I won't believe you, Mo Cerong."

"Because you're not qualified."

She would never forget what happened that day, so how could she possibly believe him!

"Instead of arguing with me here, you might as well ask Su Ruoxi if she did it."

Cui Er looked at Mo Ce Rong's departing figure and asked doubtfully, "Miss, will the news leak out if you do this? What if the Second Miss knows that we have evidence of her crime and she becomes defensive?"

Su Yanhua held the silver hairpin tightly, and the cold hairpin beads began to warm up.

"I just want her to know." Su Yanhua said, "The bait is already on, how can the fish not take the bait?"

From the moment Nalan Yanyu knew that the murderer was Su Ruoxi, she thought about how to deal with her. After much thought, Su Ruoxi was more impressed by the fact that she would suffer the consequences of her own actions.

The Badao Sect had never seen her before. They only knew that the person who killed Li Hao was called Su Yanhua. They would definitely look for her based on some characteristics.

Cui'er asked, "So, we need to let them know that the woman wearing the silver hairpin is you, Miss."

Su Yanhua nodded.

This silver hairpin is quite special. It is carved with an apricot blossom. This special style should be a custom-made one, so it should be very easy to find.

She specifically told Mo Cerong that she had obtained the evidence of Su Ruoxi's guilt. In order to confirm the beautiful image of Su Ruoxi in his mind, he would definitely question Su Ruoxi. As long as Su Ruoxi checked, she would know that the evidence of her guilt was in her hands, and she would find ways to take it away.

Cui'er was very thoughtful, her brows furrowed. "But Miss, if this silver hairpin is returned to the Second Miss, how can we let the Tyrant Sect know that it is Miss who is wearing it?"

Su Yanhua smiled and said, "You forgot that there is a very powerful storyteller at the foot of Wuhua Mountain."

Cui'er suddenly understood.

This storyteller relied on his eloquence to make his stories sound fantastic and spread very widely, so the Badao Sect would not be unaware of it.

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Ever since she heard that the supervisor from the Dali Temple was coming to handle the case, Su Ruoxi couldn't help but feel worried. She was afraid that she would be discovered, and by then, even the prince might no longer believe her.

The door opened and a maid came in.

"Miss, the prince is here!"

Su Ruoxi was stunned. Why did the prince suddenly come to see her? She had a bad feeling.

She walked out and saw Mo Cerong's expressionless face.

She couldn't help but ask, "My Lord, why are you here?"

Mo Cerong didn't want to use this as a pleasantry, so he spoke directly: "Ruoxi, I came here today just to ask you, where did you go the day before yesterday?"

This question made Su Ruoxi's heart sink, and she pinched herself tightly.

"After the written test, I went to visit Wan Ning. When I came back, she went to bed early."

Mo Cerong looked at Su Ruoxi's eyes, which were full of panic and timidity. It was obvious that she was lying.

He suddenly felt like he couldn't breathe, and he was so angry that he shouted, "You're lying!"

He didn't want to believe that Su Ruoxi did this, but he clearly felt that she was lying to him.

She seemed to have forgotten that she came to bring him porridge the night before!

Su Ruoxi was frightened by the sound and trembled, and she knelt down in panic.

"Your Highness, Ruoxi didn't mean to lie!" Her face was soaked with tears, and her eyes were filled with grievance.

"That night, after I delivered porridge to the prince and left, my maidservant and I encountered a drunken man. He flirted with me, and I fought back desperately, only to be killed by him with a single blow of his sword. He abducted me and tried to molest me. I was so scared at the time."

Su Ruoxi couldn't help but tremble when she thought of what happened that night: "I called out for help, but no one heard me. I was afraid of losing my reputation. I lost all my reason at the time and stabbed the knife at the head of the bed."

"I didn't mean to kill him. I just, I just wanted to escape, Your Highness. I didn't mean to do that."

At this moment, Su Ruoxi's face was covered with crystal clear tears, which kept falling like pearls from a broken string. Her body was shaking involuntarily, as if she couldn't control the excitement and pain in her heart.

When he heard her tell these things, Mo Cerong's eyes were filled with deep pity. He regretted not letting Xuan Tie escort her away at that time. He didn't even know that such a thing had happened to her. If she hadn't saved herself, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

She had already been hurt that day, and the next day he denied their relationship in front of the world. When he thought of this, his heart was filled with regret.

He stepped forward and hugged her, his tone softening.

"I'm sorry. It's my fault. I shouldn't have doubted you."

He shouldn't have doubted the simple and kind little girl in his heart. She helped him when he was in trouble, so how could she be so cruel as to kill someone?

Su Ruoxi shook her head: "Your Highness, please don't say that. If anyone suspects that I am embarrassing you, please execute me on the spot."

He stared at her quietly, the light in his eyes was gentle and firm, as if he wanted to use this warmth to soothe her wounded heart.

"What's wrong with you protecting yourself? I will protect you, Ruoxi."

Su Ruoxi covered her face and leaned into Mo Cerong's arms, her face instantly turning cold.

Even without being told, she knew that Su Yanhua must be suspicious of her, but why would Su Yanhua suspect her? Could it be that she had something on her? She remembered the silver hairpin that had fallen when she killed Qian Da, and her heart sank.

She could use this lie to deceive the prince into feeling guilty, but once Su Yanhua handed the silver hairpin directly to the Dali Temple, the matter would become difficult. As a result, she had to get the silver hairpin back.