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

After she finished writing and looked through it, she found that it contained all the cases he had handled for Jiang Zhuo over the years, as well as evidence of the two of them colluding with each other to frame each other, but there was nothing there that she wanted to know.

She was a little disappointed. "That's all?"

"Yes, that's all." The man looked honest, without a trace of lies.

"The matter between Jiang Zhuo and Zheng Linhan? You were not involved?"

The man was shocked. "Jiang Zhuo and Concubine Zheng are actually from the same faction?!"

She ignored his question and pressed on, "What about my mother's death? Did you know about it?"

The man thought for a while and shook his head. "You should know Jiang Zhuo. If all the accomplices are linked together and one is exposed, everyone will die."

She put away her confession and stood up disappointedly, "I hope you remember not to do unnecessary things or say unnecessary words. Your family, including your life, is in my hands."

As she was leaving, the man suddenly called her, "Did the princess let me go because of Xiang Heng?"

She stopped and paused, then walked away without saying anything.

Xiao Yanqing had been listening to their conversation outside. When he saw her come out, he went up to hold her.

She handed him the paper in her hand and buried her head in his arms.

He was not in a hurry to check, but hugged her tightly in his arms and comforted her softly, "It's okay, Yu'er did very well, very well."

"Yan Qing, we will definitely find out."

He understood her feelings and grasped clues again and again, but was disappointed again and again.

"Yes, it will definitely happen."

……

Late at night, Jiang Zhuo tried every possible means and finally found the right opportunity for Shen Han to meet Jiang Mo.

Now that the Dali Temple's Shaoqing has disappeared, if Xiao Yanqing or Jiang Qingyu gets the previous evidence, I'm afraid he will never be able to make a comeback.

Shen Han disguised himself and came to the dark dungeon, looking at the wounded man in front of him. Dirty soil covered his festering skin, and the bloody scars had lost their original color.

The word "tragic" is not enough to describe the people on the ground. They are more like some kind of creatures with a breath of existence.

Shen Han was forced to kneel on the ground due to her limp legs. She couldn't believe that the body in front of her, which was like mud, was actually her son.

Jiang Mo noticed the figure in front of him with his blurred vision and reached out his hand to her tremblingly.

"Mother? Is it mother?" Jiang Mo, who had been tortured countless times, crawled forward, grasping the ground with his fingers. He no longer had the strength to stand up.

"Mo'er! It's...it's mother." Shen Han's suppressed voice had broken into tears.

Jiang Mo held her hand and read out each word: "It's... Jiang Qingyu! She is seeking revenge, she wants to destroy the Jiang family!"

"Mother...you must stop her!"

"Revenge..." Shen Han was shocked to hear these two words. It turned out that Jiang Qingyu had been seeking revenge.

"Okay... okay, Mo'er, just bear with it, mother will definitely rescue you!"

"No...no, mother!" Jiang Mo used all his strength to drag his paralyzed body towards the railing.

The tearful voice begged her, "Mother...I beg you, please kill me!"

In panic, Shen Han held his hand with tears in her eyes, "No! Mo'er, hold on a little longer, it won't be long before mother will rescue you!"

"No, mother, please, it hurts... it really hurts..."

"The child really can't hold on any longer." Now, death is a relief for him.

The guards beside him had begun to urge him, but Jiang Mo still begged again and again.

Until the mother left, until there was only despair and crying in the prison.

No one knows what Qingyu's punishment for Jiang Mo is.

There is only one purpose, neither to live nor to die.

If you ask her how long the pain lasted, her answer is sixteen years.

Shen Han walked out of the dungeon and wiped the tears from his face. He never thought that Jiang Qingyu had already hated them to the core.

Not only do they have to die, but they have to endure endless pain and torture.

Now that Jiang Zhuo's power has been greatly reduced, I'm afraid he doesn't have much time left.

Shen Han returned to Jiang's house and told Jiang Zhuo all this.

"Revenge?!" Jiang Zhuo widened his eyes and felt a chill down his spine.

He originally thought that Jiang Qingyu chose His Majesty only in terms of position, but he didn't expect that she had been seeking revenge since she came back.

The many past events of the past six months flashed through his mind. No wonder he had never won. With Jiang Qingyu standing in his way, how could he possibly win!

"Bitch! Damn bitch!" In a rage, Jiang Zhuo overturned the tables and chairs and broke the teapot.

He shouted at the top of his lungs, breaking through the darkness and silence of the night, "I never thought that after all the hard work I put in to get to this point, I would end up being defeated by my own daughter!"

"Ridiculous! It's really ridiculous!" The unstoppable anger made him look even more embarrassed.

In a trance, his staggering steps forced him to collapse to the ground, and Shen Han just stood there and watched him.

After a moment of silence, Shen Han spoke, "My dear, I still have one last solution."

"Speak." Jiang Zhuo put his finger on his forehead. He would never admit defeat, especially since this person was Jiang Qingyu.

Then, Shen Han told his plan.

Jiang Zhuo put down his hand and took a deep breath, "If you want to kill her, why do you have to do it in the palace?"

"No, it is to make it impossible for her to survive in Yongqing City!" Shen Han stated his purpose while gritting his teeth.

"I'm afraid your majesty won't believe it."

"As long as the ministers and people all over the world believe it, she must die!" Shen Han was determined to avenge Jiang Mo.

"My dear husband, please let me do it."

Jiang Zhuo smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Go ahead, now we have to try our best to save the situation."

"Thank you, husband, for giving me the opportunity, but I still need the right time."

Jiang Zhuo raised his eyes and stared at her, as if he understood the meaning of her words.

……

A few days later, the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple was arrested and imprisoned, and the handwritten confession was handed over to Xiao Yanzhou by Qing Yu.

She wrote in the letter: Brother Zhou, after my verification, the situation is basically true. The rest is left to Brother Zhou.

After reading these plain words, Xiao Yanzhou put the letter aside with a sense of disappointment.

But just as he put it down, he discovered that there was something written underneath the folded paper, so he quickly picked it up again to read.

A little man showed a naughty smile and seemed to have several pieces of clothes on his body, making him look like Xiao Yu.

"Brother Zhou, the weather is getting colder. Don't catch a cold. I'll come and play with you again in a few days."

Xiao Yanzhou looked at this sentence, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and the loss he just felt was gone.

He really missed Xiao Yu. Although he asked people to record and inquire about Xiao Yu's situation from time to time to make sure she was safe, the smile would resolutely fade from his face when he thought that Xiao Yu had been with Xiao Yanqing all the time.

The inexplicable anger and jealousy were about to overwhelm him. Now, he still planned to resolve the current issue. This was what Xiao Yu hoped for.

"Pass Jiang Zhuo." he ordered.

After a while, faced with the irrefutable evidence, Jiang Zhuo had no way to defend himself and was imprisoned for investigation. The three courts tried the case together.

However, this time Jiang Zhuo did not make all kinds of arguments as expected, nor did he hypocritically put on a heart-to-heart show in the court.

He only left a few words after being taken away from the court: Your Majesty, please be careful of Jiang Qingyu. This old minister did all this for Your Majesty.

Faced with Jiang Zhuo's instigation, Xiao Yanzhou naturally did not take it seriously. He knew Jiang Qingyu better than Jiang Zhuo.

But what concerned him was what Jiang Zhuo wanted to do to Xiao Yu?