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

Zheng Linhan's pupils trembled, and he shook his head in panic, "It's not me... It's not me... It's really not me!"

"It was...Jiang Zhuo who did it, yes...it was him, it was him!"

“What’s the cause and effect behind it?”

After hearing these words, Zheng Linhan's expression changed from before. She completely shut her mouth, but she had only one goal, she wanted to survive.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, she spoke up, "On a psychological level, you are a qualified opponent, but your meanness disgusts me. However, in a sense, we are the same, there is no difference."

"So, as someone who has suffered, I give you a choice. Do you plan to not speak out and suffer a fate worse than death, or do you plan to die immediately after speaking out? Choose."

Her words gradually brought Zheng Linhan back to his senses, but she did not answer her question.

"I lost, completely lost."

The tears rolled down my eyes, no longer out of fear, but out of the sadness of failure after trying so hard for so long.

She suddenly leaned closer to her, "Jiang Qingyu, but you will never win."

"What do you mean?"

"Yeah, what does it mean? After all, women are just chess pieces for them to cross the line. They are the tools they need. As long as he finds someone more valuable, he will abandon you."

"In this world, that's how it is. No matter how hard you try, you can't escape."

"Didn't you choose to be his pawn?" She believed that if one had the ability to take sides, one would have the ability to choose.

Zheng Linhan couldn't help laughing, "Haha, are you willing? My choice is to stay in this palace. No matter what I choose, I can't leave."

"Jiang Qingyu, the day I am abandoned, you will be abandoned tomorrow." Now that she has come to this point, she has no way back.

She tightly grasped the thing in her hand, suppressed her murderous intent, and hated being questioned. It didn't matter what happened to her, but she couldn't tolerate slandering Yan Qing.

"Yan Qing will not abandon me."

Hearing this name, Zheng Linhan's whole body trembled, and his violently beating heart stopped instantly.

She asked the question in disbelief, "You... love King Xiao?"

He stared at her, understood the meaning, and laughed miserably, "Hehe hahaha..."

It is gloating, it is mocking you and me, and even more it is pity.

Zheng Linhan laughed enough, propped up his embarrassed body, and stumbled towards her, "Jiang Qingyu, your fate is not much better than mine. Tragic entanglement awaits you."

"I don't understand you."

Despite the tragedy of her fate, she is determined to turn the tide and fight against death. What does the tragedy that follows represent?

Zheng Linhan didn't intend to explain, and his blood-stained fingers reached out for her hands behind her back.

A dagger flashing with light appeared before his eyes. This time there was no fear, only the relief of death.

"Come on, kill me! Kill me!"

Zheng Linhan suddenly grabbed her hand, exerted force, and stabbed it into his abdomen, causing blood to spurt out.

She stood there in a daze, looking down at the sword stuck in Zheng Linhan's body and the blood dripping onto the ground.

Zheng Linhan's face was distorted, and he staggered a few steps before falling to the ground.

"Hehehe...I was unwilling and scared at first, but...after knowing your fate, I'm not afraid at all."

As the voice merged into death, she looked at the bloody body, her breath and heartbeat disappearing bit by bit.

After a moment, she stepped forward, drew out the dagger, and emptied her body's senses.

Zheng Linhan's words echoed in her ears. What was her fate? Why did he say that she was no better than her?

Yan Qing? Brother Zhou? Yan Qing and Brother Zhou?

Xiao Yanzhou looked at her as she came out of the hall, "Xiao Yu!"

Seeing the blood remaining on the dagger, he quickly handed her the handkerchief.

"Are you okay?" Pay attention to her lowered eyes, calm as water, yet hiding emotions that cannot be detected.

After coming back to his senses, his eyes lit up and a smile returned to his lips, "Fortunately Brother Zhou, the rest can only be left to Brother Zhou."

Seeing that she didn't mind, he raised the corner of his lips and said, "It's okay, Xiaoyu, Brother Zhou will take care of it."

The two returned to the outside of the hall, and Xiao Yanqing was relieved to see that she was the same as usual.

"Yan Qing, please wait for me. I want to go see Fang Ruo."

"Go, I'll wait for you." He also heard that if Fang had asked the maid to inform the emperor that day, more tragic consequences could have been avoided.

"Okay, I'll be back in a bit."

The two of them watched her jumping away, and the air froze in place, but neither of them planned to leave.

"Your Majesty, do you want to say something to me?"

After thinking for a while, Xiao Yanzhou slowly spoke, "Xiao Yu said she loves you, what about you?"

"I love her." A decisive answer without any hesitation.

"Nothing but love?"

"No." He knew that Xiao Yanzhou meant taking advantage of him.

"That's good."

"Xiao Yanqing, Xiao Yu is different from anyone else to me, so don't let me get the chance."

He understood the hidden meaning of the words and leaned forward slightly, "Your Majesty, I will never give you this opportunity."

Invisibly, a double-edged sword has been pointed at each other. He wants her to be happy, but he cannot give up the fight for her.

……

Qing Yu came to the bedroom and Fang Ruo was already waiting for her there.

"Princess!" Fang Ruo was so happy to see that she was safe and sound that she walked forward and hugged her.

She was stunned, her throbbing heart lingering in her chest.

"Princess, are you okay? The injury on your arm... is so serious. Are you healed?" Fang Ruo let go of the hand that was hugging her and looked her up and down with a choked voice.

"Isn't Fang Ruo afraid of me?" After hesitating for a moment, she asked this question.

Perhaps he came here today just to confirm this matter, to confirm that she would hate him.

The crying Fang Ruo hurriedly shook her head, "I just hope that the princess can be safe."

She was afraid that she would never forget the tragedy of that day, the shattered princess, and the debris all over the ground, but she only cared about her in her heart, as long as the princess was okay and safe.

"Even if I am a mean and cruel person, Fang Ruo is not afraid?"

"The princess is not that kind of person. If the princess wants to be that kind of person, Fang Ruo will stand on your side."

She stared in shock, confused.

How silly, she should care about herself.

Afterwards, she reached out and hugged Fang Ruo, "Thank you, Fang Ruo."

"But I couldn't help at all."

“Haha, if Fang Ruo hadn’t asked Brother Zhou to save me, it would have been even worse.”

"Don't cry, don't cry, Fang Ruo can be safe for the time being."

Fang Ruo was slightly startled, met her gaze, and understood the meaning of the words.

The danger was gone and Zheng Linhan was dead.