Rebirth: The paranoid war king was controlled by the crazy female protagonist

"Yan Qing..." She called his name again and again, gradually calming his anxious heart.

"Yuer..." He kissed the corner of her lips uncontrollably, looking at her crystal clear pupils.

"What did Jiang Zhuo ask you to do again?" Since Jiang Zhuo let her come back safely, this must be the reason.

"Yeah." She repeated everything to her.

Xiao Yanqing then analyzed this person to her.

"The official Jiang Zhuo is talking about is an honest and upright official. Although he is a little impatient, he is a rare talent in the court. He has helped Your Majesty solve many cases and has a lot of say."

"No wonder Jiang Zhuo wanted to get rid of him." She recalled what Jiang Zhuo had just said, "He wanted me to say a few words to His Majesty before giving him a fatal blow in the end."

She pulled his clothes and thought about how to prevent Jiang Zhuo from getting what he wanted.

"Yu'er." He reached out and held her little face to stop her from thinking.

"I will take care of this matter, Yu'er, don't worry."

A haze instantly appeared in her eyes, and she muttered, "Yan Qing won't let me help."

"If Yu'er stood on Jiang Zhuo's side in this matter, His Majesty would definitely be suspicious of Yu'er."

"I'll tell Yu'er if I need anything, okay?"

She understood that although she had no idea at the moment, she didn't want to throw it to him, "Yan Qing, I want to help you."

She wrapped her arms around his waist, but he let go again, "Then I'll tell Yu'er every step of the plan, okay?"

"Okay." She finally responded happily.

"So Yu'er is not allowed to act on his own, understand?"

"it is good."

"Yu'er, are you fooling me again?" He pretended to be serious. This cunning little cat always lied to him.

She blinked her eyes and said, "No."

“What if I don’t do it?”

"Hmm..." She lowered her eyes, as if there was nothing that could scare her particularly.

Her thoughtful expression seemed to tell him that she was really trying to fool him?!

"Yuer!" He approached her face again.

"By then I won't listen to Yu'er anymore. Nothing she says will work."

Seeing how stern he was, she had no choice but to nod silently. It seemed that there was nothing she could do this time.

She finally gave in, and he put his arms around her, but it seemed that there was one thing she hadn't explained yet.

"Did Yuer meet someone else today?"

She loosened her grip slightly, nodded, and met his jealous eyes.

"What did you say?" The hand around her waist exerted some force.

That Xiang Heng actually still cares about her!

"I didn't say anything, just..." Having said that, under his strong questioning, she still confessed the general content of their conversation.

Xiao Yanqing's expression became visibly uglier with every word he spoke.

"Yuer! He is so much older than you, do you really want to..." As soon as he saw her innocent face, he was forced to stop talking.

They obviously didn't do anything, the man just came to see him alone and took the risk to help her, but when he heard that there was another man who cared about her, his heart was in a mess.

"I didn't… just chatting, nothing more."

Her explanation did nothing to comfort him.

Suddenly, he closed the gap between his arms, closing the distance between them, and pressed a fierce kiss to her lips.

His heart seemed to beat violently with this kiss, the same rhythm, the breathing blended into one, until his emotions were eased, until he was satisfied.

The two of them touched noses and panted slightly, "Yu'er... don't think about others anymore, you are mine."

Hearing this, she raised her eyes to meet his, somewhat unable to believe what she heard.

He said she was his, was that true? Did he love her?

She didn't know, but did this mean that she was one step closer to the "love" she wanted?

Yes, it must be.

……

In the next ten days, Qingyu had been renovating the house.

The empty and lifeless houses are now full of life, with flowers, ponds, fragrant aromas, and colorful wooden structures, which are just in line with the prosperity of the moment.

Apart from this, she naturally would not be idle. She took advantage of the rest time while repairing the house to sneak out from the backyard several times in order to investigate the minister that Jiang Zhuo mentioned.

Wu Changshi of Shangzhou is in charge of civil affairs. He has worked hard over the years. He is straightforward and treats everyone equally. He never drags his feet in doing things. However, his impatient personality has brought him a lot of trouble.

She actually admired this kind of temperament. No wonder Jiang Zhuo disliked him. If Wu Changshi found any loophole in him, how could he let him go easily?

But today, she made a more interesting discovery. She accidentally noticed the guards coming out of Jiang Mansion.

She remembered that man, he was Jiang Zhuo's personal bodyguard, and he looked sneaky as if he was going to do something.

After careful consideration, she followed him, and unexpectedly arrived at a remote town, where she saw him walk into a workshop with her own eyes.

From the outside, it is difficult to tell what is done inside, but the disguised guards outside just show the specialness of this house.

She leaped forward, found her position, and quietly approached from the top of the building.

Finally, she saw clearly the scene in the inner room.

There are batches of gunpowder raw materials inside, and the workers are gradually assembling and processing them.

Is this the gunpowder workshop that Yan Qing had found out before, which Jiang Zhuo had set up privately?

While he was thinking, he heard the guard's question from inside: "Have you prepared these days? They need to be shipped out tomorrow morning."

"Yes, it's done." One of the workers pointed to the finished gunpowder.

Transport away?!

Qing Yu wondered where he was going to transport it to? To sell it? Or...

However, since Jiang Zhuo is the most powerful prime minister at present, how could he not have troops at his disposal? Could it be that he was making it for himself?

But why has Yan Qing not taken any solution to this gunpowder workshop for so long?

She left a few questions to avoid being discovered and decided not to linger any longer, but got up and left.

When she returned to the palace, Xiao Yanqing was standing outside the study, apparently waiting for her.

"Yan Qing." She called his name and ran towards him happily.

He reached out to greet her and held her hand. It had only been a few days, but she seemed to have become a habit for him and he wanted to see her whenever he came back.

"Yu'er seems a little late today." He brushed away a strand of her hair that fell because she ran.

"Really?" She looked at the sky. It was obviously the same.

"Really." He raised the corners of his lips slightly. In fact, he didn't want her to leave his sight at all.

She noticed his faint smile, he smiled more often these past few days, it was very nice, she liked it very much.

"Then..." She put her arms around his waist and looked up at his face, "Can this make up for it?"

The smile on his lips deepened a little, and he put his arms around her, "Yes."

"Yuer, are you tired today?" He felt sorry for her going back and forth like this, and of course, he didn't want her to go out again.

"A little."

"Leave the rest to them. Yu'er will rest in the mansion for the next few days."

"I've done it." She curved her brows and waited for his praise.

"Really? Yu'er is so amazing." He rubbed her face.

“It’s been beautifully restored.”

He did not respond to this immediately, and his arms around her waist tightened.

"Yu'er can decorate the mansion however she wants." He remembered that during Yue Xi's time, she decorated the mansion beautifully.

Her clear eyes showed a little doubt, "Really?"

He nodded, "Well, pretend to be what you like."

"What I like? What if Yan Qing doesn't like it?"

"I like everything Yuer likes."

She was stunned, and noticed the strange light that flashed across his expression. She understood that he was jealous again.

But she was very happy.

"Haha, okay!" She was so excited that she buried her face in his arms and rubbed it, almost jumping on him.

Seeing her so happy, he couldn't suppress his joy.

Qianyun stood by and guarded without changing his expression, but in his heart, all his perceptions of His Highness had already been overturned.

He had served His Highness for more than ten years, and had never seen His Highness treat a woman like this, let alone be so intimate with anyone.

If His Highness had not treated them as usual, he would not have believed that the person in front of him was His Highness.