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

Suddenly, Su Yanhua stopped in her tracks. The person in front of her stood with his hands behind his back, his robe fluttering, looking proud and free and easy.

Su Yanhua lowered her eyes, then raised them and walked over.

The black and red dress intersects with the white dress, and the breeze folds the two pieces of dress tightly together. The fragrance of flowers blows on the face, and the dress trembles, like a willow branch blown by the spring breeze.

"etc--"

The voice was elegant and mellow, but it carried an irresistible power that made Su Yanhua stop in her tracks.

Su Yanhua saluted sideways with a cold expression: "I wonder why Master Xing called me?"

He spoke in a hoarse voice, "I just helped you. Is this how Miss Su treats her benefactor?"

Benefactor, it’s a good thing she didn’t kick him to death.

Su Yanhua raised his head and said calmly: "Even if Master Xing doesn't come to testify, I have the ability to prove it myself."

He put his hands behind his back and pulled up the corners of his mouth, but no one knew what he meant.

"So, I am meddling in other people's business."

Su Yanhua was speechless.

Xing Jian said, "That's right. In Miss Su's eyes, I am just a villain, and my actions are also those of a villain."

These words hit Su Yanhua hard. Thinking about it carefully, Yunxuan Pavilion was the asset of the Xing family. It was not surprising that Xing Jian was there during the dispute with Wang Wanning that day. But why did he suddenly block her here? Isn't it said that Master Xing is cold and indifferent? It is really rare to see him talking to a woman like this.

Su Yanhua thought again, maybe he was here to warn her not to target his beloved because he was attracted to Su Ruoxi. She didn't know what his intentions were, but with Xing Jian's status and prestige, it would be useless for her to go against him.

Thinking of this, Su Yanhua turned around to face him and bowed politely.

"Master Xing, you're joking. I didn't say you were a mean person."

You are a villain to begin with, do you need her to tell you?

Xing Jian lowered his eyes and looked at her, his indifferent brows fixed on her as she approached Su Yanhua step by step. He spoke in a low voice, as if plucking a jade harp.

"Could it be that I heard it wrong?"

Su Yanhua raised her eyes, stared directly into those eyes, and denied it flatly: "Yes."

The lilies are pure white and elegant, with buds in full bloom and a fragrant aroma.

"If you are alright, Mr. Xing, I will take my leave now."

Xing Jian looked at the receding figure and fell into deep thought. Lily petals fell on the path and spread on the embroidered handkerchief, which was a beautiful sight.

At the banquet, there was singing and dancing, and Wang Wanning walked towards Su Ruoxi.

"Ruoxi, I'll toast you a glass."

Su Ruoxi smiled and picked up the wine glass.

Wang Wanning spoke into her ear.

"I've already placed the item on her. However, that item is the eldest princess's favorite. How did you get it?"

Su Ruoxi smiled brightly.

"You don't need to know this. I have someone to help me. The rest will be done according to the plan."

Wang Wanning said ruthlessly, "I will make her look bad in public this time."

The song and dance were halfway through when the Queen ordered them to leave. The first half of the performance was not the highlight of the Hundred Flowers Banquet, which was naturally the highlight of the noble ladies of Lingcheng. The Queen ordered her maid to bring the "Ann Book", which recorded the talents reported by each noble lady, and they would perform according to the talents called out.

In previous years, only the Third Young Master of Lingcheng, Mo Ce Rong, was present at the Hundred Flowers Banquet. This time, Xing Jian was also present. Although the ladies had practiced privately countless times, they were inevitably panicked and nervous this time. Some ladies could not withstand the pressure and performed weaker than usual, while some ladies performed better. But no matter how good the performance was, the Queen Mother never blamed them but only rewarded them. Since then, the ladies' nervousness has been reduced a lot.

"Next, the Shangshu's daughter Liu Qing will perform the Huxuan dance."

Amidst the jingling of bells and the wafting of orchid fragrance, the graceful figure of a woman slowly approached, dressed in a pink shirt and skirt, as if she were indifferent on a branch in spring, her face as bright and charming as a peach blossom.

Su Ruoxi glanced at Su Yanhua and said, "Sister, you won't forget her, will you?"

Su Yanhua said: "I have never seen it."

Su Ruoxi said, "Liu Qing is the third daughter that Minister Liu brought home two weeks ago. I heard that she was raised in a rural family since she was young, and because her mother died, she came to Lingcheng to recognize her relatives. I see today that she has grown up very well."

The maidservant played a symphony of allegro and guzheng music. The woman, wearing a loose long skirt and long sleeves, spun like drifting snow. The music was fast and cheerful. The woman used her left foot as the pivot, gently stretched out her long sleeves, and her delicate body spun with it, turning faster and faster. The woman's head was buried in the long pink sleeves. The allegro music stopped, the guzheng reached a climax, and the sleeves were suddenly thrown back, revealing a bright face that was so stunning that it could not be seen.

After the dance ended, everyone was still not satisfied, and the men's eyes were all fixed on the woman.

The Empress was delighted: "What a soul-stirring dance! Liu Qing, although you have lived away from home for many years, your temperament is still dignified and generous. You are so soft and gentle that it touches the heart. Mr. Xu has taught you well and deserves your praise."

Liu Qing's expression was calm as she bowed gently, "Thank you, Queen."

Su Yanhua looked at the woman coming down and couldn't help but think.

If she remembered correctly, Liu Qing seemed to be the emperor's concubine Liu. Thinking of this, she looked at the empress's kind face and couldn't help but sigh.

How could the two people who respect each other now imagine that they would fight to the death for favor in the future?

"Next, Su Yanhua, the daughter of the Su family, will perform a sword dance."

After she finished speaking, Su Yanhua paused while pouring the wine. She had clearly reported that her talent was guzheng, so how did it become sword dance?

Just as everyone was stunned, the maid shouted again, and everyone looked at Su Yanhua.

Su Yanhua stood up and said, "Your Majesty, this is not the talent I reported."

The Queen was stunned and asked, "What? What talent did you apply for?"

"Guzheng."

Su Yanhua didn't want to be eye-catching, she just wanted to play a song, so she chose the guzheng, which all the noble ladies could play.

Wang Wanning sarcastically said, "Su Yanhua, you reported your talents right in front of the composer. Why did you only realize it now if you made a mistake? Besides, the Empress was here at the time. So, is it you who made a mistake or did the Empress mishear?"

"Besides, it's just a sword dance. You, Su Yanhua, are a military commander. Are you afraid of this?"

"I heard that Su Yanhua is General Su's daughter. It's just a sword dance. Why are you so panicked?"

"You don't know that Prince Mo doesn't like women who are into fighting and killing. That's why Su Yanhua hasn't practiced martial arts for several years. If you ask her to dance now, won't she make a fool of herself in public?"

Xing Jian had just returned to the banquet when he heard the commotion and asked casually, "Ling Er, what's going on?"

Ling Er saw Xing Jian and hurriedly stood up and replied, "Sir, it seems that Su Yanhua, the daughter of the Su family, reported the wrong talent."

"Sir, where did you go just now? Why are you back so late?"

Xing Jian poured a cup of tea and said calmly, "Toilet, you want to follow me too?"

Ling Er was so embarrassed that he stopped talking.

Not long after Xing Jian sat down, Mo Cerong beside him stood up and saluted the Queen.

"Sister-in-law, I think it might be a mistake made in a hurry. Since it's just entertainment, why take it seriously? In that case, let's follow Miss Su's guzheng."

"Oh my god, Prince Mo actually spoke to Su Yanhua. Didn't they say Prince Mo doesn't like Su Yanhua?"

"With so many people present, Su Yanhua, as Prince Mo's fiancée, of course has to protect her reputation. Besides, if Su Yanhua loses face, it won't just be the Su family that loses face."

Su Ruoxi also stood up and pleaded: "Empress, I haven't practiced martial arts for a long time. I'm afraid I'm not able to do it right now. I think I gave you the wrong song that day, which led to today's misunderstanding. Otherwise, please let me perform a song to apologize to you, Empress."

Ling Er exclaimed in admiration: "This second young lady of the Su family is really not a vulgar person. Although she pleaded with her words, every word she said was based on Su Yanhua's mistakes. Now that Su Yanhua agreed, she was really rude to the Queen."

Xing Jian took a sip of tea, the fragrance of tea filled the air, and a sense of indifference was revealed between his brows.

"Not necessarily."

The person who composed the music was appointed by the Queen. If Su Yanhua pursued the matter, whether she danced or not, it would be disrespectful to the Queen. How could a little noble lady like her go against the Queen? Moreover, Su Yanhua knew that the Queen might not be as friendly as she seemed at this moment. This could be seen in Xu Qing's ending, so she had to perform this dance.

"Your Majesty—" Su Yanhua stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, I don't know who changed my repertoire, but I was born in the Su Mansion and have learned martial arts since childhood. I am more suitable to perform a sword dance for Your Majesty than the guzheng. Please enjoy it."

The Queen smiled and waved her arm.

"Go ahead and dance. Whether you dance well or not, I won't punish you."

"Yes."

Su Yanhua looked around. Most of the people sitting at the banquet were noble ladies. She was the only one practicing martial arts. Naturally, no one brought a sword. As for the men—

Mo Cerong gestured to the guard, who was about to hand the sword to Su Yanhua, but Su Yanhua ignored him and said to the person next to him, "Xingsir, may I borrow your sword?"

Everyone was stunned, with disbelief in their eyes.

"She must be crazy, actually asking Master Xing to borrow his sword."

"Everyone knows that Master Xing is a germaphobe. The last dancer accidentally touched Master Xing's sword and her hand was cut off. How dare she do that?"

"This time, she is really embarrassed."

Seeing this, Su Ruoxi laughed in her heart. Su Yanhua was too presumptuous. She didn't even want the sword given by the prince, but insisted on taking Young Master Xing's sword. Now her good sister was going to get slapped in the face in public.