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

Xing Jian stared at Su Yanhua with enchanting and frivolous eyes. His shallow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, becoming more and more cunning like a fox.

"Want more?"

Xing Jian slowly moved closer, the depth in his phoenix eyes emitting a charming light, with a hint of smile in his eyes. He slowly approached Su Yanhua's slightly red lips.

The lips are as beautiful as flower petals, making people want to kiss them at first sight. The lips are slightly raised, which makes them look more like an invitation.

The two beautiful lips gradually approached each other.

The air began to become sticky and ambiguous again.

The temperature around is still rising.

Just when the two lips were about to touch, Su Yanhua covered Xing Jian's beautiful lips.

Then he pushed his entire head over.

He kicked Xing Jian on the humerus and sent him flying. With a "bang", Xing Jian's whole body fell to the cold ground, his face suddenly turning grim.

This cruel woman!

Su Yanhua didn't expect that she was so strong, or that Xing Jian, such a tall person, could be kicked away by her. For a moment, she was a little stunned.

Looking at Xing Jian's gloomy face, she couldn't bring herself to say "Don't try to take advantage of me". She asked awkwardly, "Are you okay?"

What responded to her was Xing Jian's magic face. At the beginning, it was cloudy and scary, but after Su Yanhua asked "Are you okay?", it became smiling, and the phoenix eyes flashed with lazy evil charm.

He said in a low voice: "Yanyan, do you care about me?"

what!

What a despicable man!

Su Yanhua suddenly didn't want to pay attention to him. She closed her eyes in anger: "Don't call me such a disgusting name."

Suddenly the door opened.

Ling Er walked in with Wu Chan behind him. Seeing this scene, they were both stunned.

Ling Er stepped forward to help his master up and asked, "Master, are you okay?"

Seeing someone coming, Xing Jian immediately returned to his normal noble demeanor. He rubbed his humerus and said in a low voice, "I'm fine, Master. Yanyan has been poisoned. Please help her first."

Yanyan?

Their eyes immediately focused on Xing Jian.

what!

I didn't expect the young master to say such a disgusting name!

Wuchan took out a pill and said, "Take this and you'll be fine."

Su Yanhua's body was not as hot as it was at the beginning. She picked up the pill and swallowed it.

Suddenly, a clear and powerful force surged into Su Yanhua's dantian like a spring. This force seemed to have life, rapidly spreading through her body, flowing into her bones, veins, and tendons.

As this force surged, it slowly stirred up the suppressed Fengming Jiutian power within Su Yanhua's dantian. The previously sealed power gradually awakened, engaging in a fierce confrontation with the newly influx of power.

Su Yanhua felt the two forces clashing within her. She closed her eyes, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to channel the power within her. She focused all her attention on controlling the two forces, trying to absorb the suppressing force.

At some point, a faint red glow began to appear around Su Yanhua's body. This light, like a flame, surrounded her, enveloping her. Her skin shimmered with a strange radiance, and she seemed to be in a mysterious world.

Su Yanhua opened her eyes, she had a breakthrough!

She has already broken through one third of Fengming Jiutian's power!

At this moment, Su Yanhua felt that the burning sensation in her body was no longer there, but her body became relaxed and flexible.

strange!

Wuchan was clearly taking medicine to relieve her body, how could it be... ?

Su Yanhua asked, "Master, how did you know that my Fengming Jiutian was suppressed?"

Wu Chan just smiled at Xing Jian and didn't say anything before Ling Er said, "That's not something my young master knows."

"Although my young master has returned to the Xing Clan, he has been reporting your news to him daily. After hearing that Miss Su fell off the cliff, he immediately dropped his work and rushed to Yunqin to find you. He naturally knew that Fengming Jiutian in your body was suppressed, and he had Wuchan prepare for it long ago."

As soon as he got a chance, Ling Er wanted to tell her everything that the young master had done, to let her know how much Xing Jian had done for her, so that she would not dare to stab Xing Jian again.

The knife attack last time scared Ling Er half to death. If Young Master Qing hadn't come, his body might have been even weaker.

Su Yanhua was also stunned. She didn't expect Xing Jian to care about her so much. How to describe this feeling? It was a bit awkward, as if the person she always thought was going to kill her not only didn't do it, but also cared about her so much. It was a bit weird.

Su Yanhua turned her eyes to Xing Jian, who looked like he was asking for praise, with a hint of scrutiny in her eyes.

Did this guy take the wrong medicine?

At some point, Wuchan and Linger disappeared, and Xingjian sat down by the bed again, but a little further away.

He put on a wild smile, crossed his arms, and exuded a casual and unrestrained feeling. If Su Yanhua hadn't been here, he would have almost put his legs on the bed.

"Yanyan, don't you have anything to say?"

Su Yanhua said coldly, "Don't call me such a disgusting name!"

"Then what should I call you?" Xing Jian's lazy and charming voice came: "Susu? Huahua? Or Ayan? Ahua? None of them sound good. Yanyan sounds better."

Su Yanhua's head ached from these names, and she couldn't speak: "Su Yanhua!"

"No, we've already had physical contact, how can we be so distant?"

Su Yanhua raised her eyes and looked at Xing Jian's handsome face with a hint of murderous intent: "Speak nicely to me."

Who has physical contact with him?

Xing Jian leaned closer: "Isn't it? We just kissed, you can't deny it?"

Was that a kiss? He was clearly forcing the kiss!

"I don't care. I just think of it as a dog bite."

Xing Jian lowered his head, and in the candlelight, tiny hairs could be seen on his fair and delicate face. The handsome face was so close to her, and he looked at her with ambiguous eyes.

"Then do it again!"

Su Yanhua's brain completely froze. She looked at Xing Jian with suspicion. Is this person still Xing Jian?

Is he still the De Xingjian who is not interested in women and is known as the cold-faced young man?

He just went back to the Xing clan, why did he change so much? It didn't seem like a sudden change. The last time they met, Xing Jian had already touched her inappropriately, and his nervous personality began to emerge.

The last time Xing Jian hugged her, she was so angry that she stabbed him. This time, she should cut him into pieces.

Xing Jian felt Su Yanhua's sinister eyes and felt a little uneasy in his heart. He was afraid that Su Yanhua would attack him again, so he quickly moved away from Su Yanhua.

Su Yanhua raised his eyebrows, thinking that he still had some self-awareness.

Suddenly Su Yanhua remembered something, and she asked seriously, "What did you mean when you said Nalan Yanyu was too busy to take care of himself?"

Xing Jian's expression instantly darkened, a smile playing on his lips, though the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"He wanted to come and rescue you, but he encountered a group of killers!"

Su Yanhua said anxiously, "Oh no! Those killers are catching up with us."

Xing Jian saw Su Yanhua about to get out of bed, grabbed her arm, and asked in a deep voice, "What are you doing?"

"Go save him!"

Xing Jian's expression was no longer gloomy, it was so dark that water could drip out of it.

"I don't allow it!"

"How much do you know about him? You just go there rashly like this."

Su Yanhua ignored him, got out of bed and strode towards the door.

"You don't have to go, he'll be fine."

Su Yanhua paused, turned to look at Xing Jian, and asked in confusion, "What do you mean?"

Xing Jian said expressionlessly, "His secret guards have always been by his side, protecting him. Otherwise, why do you think he suddenly knew about your accident?"

Su Yanhua lowered her eyes. She had this guess when she was in the cell. Although she felt sad for a moment, sad that Nalan Yanyu had kept it from her, she could understand. Their friendship was not deep, and there was no need for Nalan Yanyu to reveal his cards. After all, everyone has secrets.

"So what?" Su Yanhua said.

Xing Jian was so angry that he laughed. His eyes were as calm as if a storm was about to come, as if they were about to explode in the next moment.

He spoke slowly in a low, hoarse voice, "Do you trust him so much?"

Xing Jian thought that Su Yanhua's words showed trust, but Su Yanhua just didn't care.

"Su Yanhua, do you know Nalan Yanyu's identity? Are you sure he's not taking advantage of you by approaching you? Can you guarantee that his concern for you is genuine?"