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

"After all, he is your brother. Aren't you worried that I might do something to him?" Xiao Yanqing stared at her with suspicion.

She didn't reply, but was considering something, just when he thought she wanted to stop him.

"Your Highness...can I sit down?" She blinked and pointed to a spot beside her.

I just practiced sword fighting and my legs hurt.

He pursed his lips, a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes. It was strange that this was the first time he had seen a woman who was not afraid of him at all.

"sit down."

She sat down contentedly and answered the question just now, "Since he is Jiang Zhuo's accomplice, he is an enemy. Please do as you please, Your Highness."

He used his sharp gaze to carefully examine her dark pupils, trying to see something in her eyes, but he found nothing, no forbearance, no affection.

"However, I don't recommend Your Highness to do this?" she continued.

"Why?" His question was nothing more than a test, but he wanted to know her reason.

"Because now is not the best time. If Your Highness wants to take a gamble, you can try it. However, as long as you take action, there will be flaws. It depends on whether it is worth it."

The important thing is that killing Jiang Mo will not cause any harm to Jiang Zhuo. Instead, it will allow him to use this opportunity to find Xiao Yanqing's weakness.

"It seems that you also like to seek power."

"I don't like it." Qing Yu shook his head.

"I just like to think and observe." This is the only thing she can do besides studying for more than 20 years.

After observing Jiang Qingyu for a week, he found that he was indeed a calm and moody person.

As to whether there is any purpose, it is impossible to guess, and no traces were left, so it cannot be said that there is no purpose.

Late at night, at Xiao Yanqing's request, she stayed in the house. Although there was nothing to do, at least she could sit by and drink tea and wait for orders. Apart from that, no one made things difficult for her.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of strange wind outside, followed by the noise of the guards, the clashing of swords, and the "ping pong" collision of weapons, which spread throughout the mansion.

Qing Yu stood up and looked outside the room, and saw that he was still working with his head down. The fight outside could not interrupt his train of thought at all.

She walked to Qianyun, pulled his sleeve, and asked in a low voice: "Qianyun, what happened?"

Previously, she was not careful when speaking when Xiao Yanqing was handling matters, and ended up being scolded. She remembered it very clearly.

"Just an assassin." Qianyun responded indifferently.

"Just?" She was stunned. Wanting to kill herself, was this a small matter?

She looked at Xiao Yanqing, calm and composed as if she was already used to it.

"Your Highness, aren't you worried?" Her voice was always gentle, making it impossible to ignore it, and so was he.

"It's written down." He responded subconsciously, unable to explain why.

"It seems like it's happened more than once or twice." She watched from here as Wen Shu led the soldiers to kill without mercy.

"Why don't you arrest him and interrogate him?"

Xiao Yanqing pondered in silence and did not look up.

"Those who can be sent into Prince Xiao's Mansion are generally death warriors." Qian Yun explained to her.

"If we catch them before they die, there should be hope." But after she said this, she suddenly remembered something.

"I see. Even if we know who it is, we can't do anything. The best we can do is assassinate him in secret."

"Very smart." Xiao Yanqing spoke only after hearing her analysis of the answer.

However, he did not hear her reply as he lowered his head, but he could feel her fiery gaze.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" He put down the book and raised his eyes to respond to her gaze.

“I feel bad.”

He was stunned, a little confused.

not good?

"It's not good at all to get used to such things." After saying this, she turned and walked out.

"Qing Yu..." Qian Yun was about to call her, but he stopped her with his hand.

"Forget it, let her be." He watched her leave.

What does that look mean? Pity? Or anger?

When Qing Yu just arrived, Xiao Wenshu had almost dealt with them all. All the captured survivors committed suicide by taking poison in an instant.

"Qing Yu? Why are you here?" Xiao Wenshu quickly put away the bloody sword and put it behind his back.

"Wen Shu, how are you? Are you not hurt?"

"I'm fine, go back quickly." Xiao Wenshu deliberately stood in front of her. No matter what, she was just a little girl, and he tried his best to avoid her from these bloody and dirty things.

She tilted her head and took a quick look. There were seven or eight people in total.

"Do you know who the murderer is?"

"Not sure yet." But he could guess that they were probably those people who were afraid of his brother.

"Was they sent by Jiang Zhuo?" Apart from the Jiang family, Jiang Qingyu, who had never left the house, had no memory of anyone else.

"I think it's possible."

"Qingyu, don't worry, leave it to me." Xiao Wenshu grabbed her shoulders and urged her to go back quickly.

"Is it really okay?" She asked with some concern.

"real."

Under Wen Shu's urging, he had no choice but to come back.

"You're back so soon?" Xiao Yanqing glanced at her when she came back.

"Wen Shu drove me back." She muttered and sat back in her seat.

"What? No thoughts?"

"No, I have never left the Jiang Mansion. The current situation is unclear. I don't know any of them, and all the evidence is gone." She raised her eyebrows.

"Why didn't he let you leave the house?"

"Your Highness, haven't you found out everything?" She held her chin up and fiddled with the teacup in her hand.

"Yes, but you now don't match the information I found." According to the previous investigation, Jiang Qingyu was timid and cowardly and had no use to Jiang Zhuo. The reason why he kept her was just to wait for a suitable opportunity to use her.

Therefore, even though she had been missing and dead for such a long time, Jiang Zhuo had no suspicion at all.

Perhaps only Jiang Qingyu himself understands this matter.

"Well... maybe that was just a delaying tactic for Jiang Zhuo." She said casually.

"Oh? What's the purpose?"

"In order to leave the house and escape control."

Of course these are false. If she is Jiang Qingyu, then this is her choice. As for Jiang Qingyu, I am afraid she would not want to go back even if she died.

"It seems that you only hate Jiang Zhuo." His eyes sank. This was the reason for his suspicion.

He would never know which words this woman said were true and which were false. It seemed as if every word she said was without any emotion and was plain and unpredictable.

"Maybe." Only when you actually meet Jiang Zhuo can you understand Jiang Qingyu's original state of mind.

"Brother." Xiao Wenshu, who had finished his work, walked in and bowed.

The bloodstains on the clothes had not yet been cleaned up.

"It has been dealt with. They must be specially trained assassins. Their martial arts skills are similar to mine. They are also coming for me."

"Okay, keep an eye on those guys and take care of them."

"Yes, brother."

Death Warriors...

After listening to Xiao Wenshu's explanation, she turned her gaze to Qian Yun. After observing the swordsman's swordsmanship just now, she found that there were indeed similarities between him and Qian Yun.