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

What do you mean?

Did he choose this outfit?

"What else?" Xing Jian seemed to understand her expression and raised his head proudly: "You are only seventeen or eighteen years old. Don't always wear plain colors. I think these bright colors suit you very well. They make you look more lively."

Lively?

Su Yanhua never thought that this word was suitable to describe her!

Su Yanhua turned around and found a bronze mirror opposite her. This sight made Su Yanhua stand there in a daze.

She knew that her face was beautiful, but that kind of cold beauty, especially when she had no expression, made it even more difficult for people to approach her. But now, the person in the mirror had rosy cheeks, delicate features, and a goose yellow dress that made her look very girlish. Even her expressionless face at this moment had a hint of charm!

Is this her?

Su Yan took a careful look at the clothes on her body and found that the material of the clothes felt very comfortable to the touch. There was no obstruction when she put her palm on it, and it flowed down smoothly, like smooth mutton-fat jade.

She seemed to have never seen this kind of material before!

"This is silk satin. It takes ten workers a month to make one piece of cloth. The main raw material is silk. It is a new type of fabric that has just been developed." Xing Jian walked forward and looked at Su Yanhua gently through the bronze mirror.

Newly developed? No wonder she didn't remember it?

"You're the first person to wear it." Xing Jian's eyes were shimmering like a halo. "Give it a name."

Su Yanhua paused, pointed at herself and said in disbelief: "I name it?"

"Yes." Xing Jian smiled faintly, his whole face soft and lazy.

Su Yanhua lowered her head in thought, and she looked at the dress again. The dim candlelight reflected on the silk, highlighting the smoothness and delicacy of the fabric.

"Floating Light Brocade, illuminated by the morning sun, its brilliance sways, dazzling the beholders." Su Yanhua couldn't help but say, "Let's call it Floating Light Brocade."

"Okay, it's up to you."

Almost at the moment Su Yanhua spoke, Xing Jian nodded and agreed.

Su Yanhua turned to look at him. Her eyes, which were usually unfathomable, were now clear and bright, and could only accommodate her.

There was a daze in her eyes, and her face looked even more delicate and charming under the candlelight.

"That box of jewelry was given by you, right?"

It was almost certain. Su Yanhua didn't wait for Xing Jian to admit it. She asked again: "Why did you give me jewelry?"

"Yanyan, I didn't give you jewelry and beautiful clothes to please you. I just thought you would like these at your age. I want you to know that you can be beautiful even if you practice martial arts." The man in front of her said in the gentlest and softest tone of his life, "I only regret that I didn't stay by your side to protect you that day, which led to you falling off the cliff. I will protect you from now on."

I will protect you.

I will protect you!

I will protect you!

The man was obviously surrounded by bright and gorgeous things, but Su Yanhua couldn't take her eyes off him to appreciate them at all. She could only look coldly at the man in front of her, a man with eyes full of sincere friendship.

No one has ever told her that they want to protect her. In her previous life, Old Lady Su hated her, Su Bing did not trust her, Mo Cerong disliked her, and Su Ruoxi killed her. She did not feel sorry for herself, but could only turn this hatred and anger into her cold and fearless armor.

So she practiced martial arts desperately and never wore bright clothes, not only because they would get dirty, but also because she had no time to dress up. She also didn't wear any pearl hairpins because it was too troublesome.

Her heart was filled with hatred and she had no intention of thinking about these things, or she had long been accustomed to bearing all the pain alone. Only when she became strong would Cui'er and Aunt Ling not be bullied.

But at this time someone said he could protect her?

Just one sentence made Su Yanhua feel mixed emotions. Su Yanhua thought that Xing Jian had the ability and skill to do so, just like he had protected Su Ruoxi all his life in his previous life. Su Ruoxi was in his eyes and heart.

But Su Yanhua is not Su Ruoxi. Her armor has long been integrated into her bones and blood. There is no way for her to take off the armor and give her life to another person.

What she wants to protect and what she wants to possess are always obtained through her own abilities. She doesn't need anyone to protect her!

Besides, there is no one in this world who is truly trustworthy!

But Su Yanhua didn't want to say these words. Su Yanhua was on guard against Xing Jian at first because she thought Xing Jian would harm her. But unexpectedly, Xing Jian not only did not harm her, but also saved her life at a critical moment. She was not indifferent to all this.

But she didn't understand Xing Jian, not even the Xing clan. Xing Jian had many faces in front of her, but she didn't know which one was the real Xing Jian.

Su Yanhua didn't want to give her heart to someone she couldn't see through. Sometimes she could turn a blind eye to a powerful opponent, and maybe they could become strangers with whom she had some feelings.

"Why, are you moved by me?"

Xing Jian looked very proud, and his angular face was softened by a smile.

Su Yanhua turned away and no longer looked into those passionate and affectionate eyes.

"You knew I was coming to see you?"

"Of course, I'm always paying attention to your situation." Before Xing Jian finished speaking, Su Yanhua's glare flew over.

"Have you been following me?" Su Yanhua said in a bad tone.

Noticing Su Yanhua's heavy tone, Xing Jian smiled awkwardly.

"No, I'm just afraid that you might come to me for something." Xing Jian changed the subject: "Well, if I hadn't been a spy, I wouldn't have known you were looking for me!"

Su Yanhua looked at Xing Jian for several seconds.

What she said was true, but she didn't want anyone to spy on her.

Forget it, let’s get down to business first.

"I want to ask, do you have the means to control the mind of ninja?"

After hearing Su Yanhua's words, Xing Jian instantly put away his lazy state and lowered his head to think: "Yes, there are a group of people in our Xing clan who can cast Gu. The Gu master can put the Gu worm on someone else, and then the person will be emotionally connected to the Gu master, hating what the Gu master hates and liking what the Gu master likes."

What the disgusting Gu master dislikes, what the happy Gu master likes?

So Xu Qing was not manipulating Old Madam Su's mind, but rather planting a poisonous insect in her. That's why she always supported Xu Qing, and even couldn't suppress her anger towards Su Bing in front of her. This anger was transferred to Old Madam Su, which is why she said those words.

No wonder she didn't see anything when she visited the old lady. It turned out that Xu Qing had manipulated her emotions.

"How do you solve that?"

"There are two methods. One is to transfer the Gu worm to another person, and the other is to feed it with the Gu master's heart blood."

"So, is this insect harmful?"

Xing Jian replied, "There's nothing particularly harmful. The Gu worms live in symbiosis with the host's blood. As long as the Gu master is around, the host will be fine. But if they're separated from the Gu master, the Gu worms will become very active and uncontrollable, potentially causing the host to become confused, lose control of their emotions, and even develop hallucinations."

"Isn't this a danger?" Su Yanhua asked in surprise.

"This kind of poisonous insect is the weakest among the Xing clan. Compared with those that will bleed from all seven orifices after reciting a spell, it is nothing." Xing Jian said slowly.