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

It was a moonlit night. While she was taking a bath, he was talking to Xiao Wen on the corridor.

"What did Wan Qiao say?"

Xiao Wenshu shook his head regretfully, "Wan Qiao said they just chatted for a few minutes and didn't say anything special."

His deep eyes became more complicated. Yu'er would not go to Wanqiao for no reason, and she also deliberately sent Wenshu away.

"Sorry, brother. I didn't think highly of Qingyu." Xiao Wenshu's face was filled with guilt. If something happened because of this, how would it end?

"Don't blame you, it was me who was wrong."

Xiao Wenshu saw his brother was so worried, and even Qingyu was different from before, "Brother, this is not a solution. Why don't we send Wanqiao back to Fuling first? Once we have resolved everything, we can consider the rest."

"No, I promised her and Uncle Zhao that I would take good care of Wan Qiao, so she must stay with me."

"But isn't it more dangerous to stay in Yongqing City? What if someone knows of her existence? " Xiao Wenshu believed that if they hesitated, both sides would get hurt.

"Let me think about it carefully."

"Brother, can't you let go of Wan Qiao? That's why you want to keep her by your side."

He did not respond. Wan Qiao had no family left, and he wondered how cruel he was to let her return to Fuling alone.

Little did he know that Qing Yu, who was at the corner, heard these words clearly. Anger flowed through his blood and was pulled into his fists uncontrollably.

After noticing it, she immediately let go, controlled her emotions, turned around and left.

After persuasion failed, Xiao Wenshu also left.

After refining the medicine, Zhou Yian came to report today's situation.

"Your Highness, Qingyu is not in good health."

His brows suddenly furrowed, "What's going on?"

"Although nothing has happened yet, we can't be stimulated by anything anymore."

"Wasn't it well controlled before?" Yu'er didn't even need to take medicine anymore.

"Your Highness, so many changes have taken place in this month, and they have all been affected. Your Highness should have felt it as well."

"This is the specific situation. Your Highness had better observe it more. Here is the medicine, one pill a day." Zhou Yian handed over the medicine bottle in his hand and prepared to leave after giving the instructions.

"Oh, right." Zhou Yian remembered that there was something he forgot to say, "Your Highness, you'd better resolve the current situation as soon as possible. Qing Yu is still angry."

"how do you know?"

"Compete to get the answer."

He looked at the medicine bottle in his hand in a daze. So was that why Yuer went to find Wan Qiao?

When he returned to the house, she was already prepared and waiting for him in bed.

She also smiled at him, took medicine obediently, and didn't even ask the reason. This made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

He took out the jade pendant from his clothes, "Yu'er, I'll take it."

"very beautiful."

"If it is a gift to my future wife, then it belongs only to Yu'er."

Staring at the jade pendant he handed to me, I held it in my hand and felt its cool temperature, yet it was filled with passionate love, the love of a mother.

Finally, she put the jade pendant around his neck and said, "This belongs to Yan Qing's mother. I think it also contains blessings for Yan Qing, wishing him peace and happiness, so it belongs to Yan Qing."

The tenderness and thoughtfulness that belonged only to her were passed on to his heart. He remembered his mother saying this, and all his hopes in the end were nothing more than wishing him peace and happiness.

Although she had never seen her mother, she could understand her mother's thoughtfulness.

He reached out and hugged her, the body pressed against hers and her warmth, "Yu'er, I love you. You have already merged into my body. I can only survive with you."

He shouldn't have brought Wanqiao back. He should have listened to Wenshu and sent Wanqiao back to Fuling. He couldn't let Yuer suffer any more injustice.

I put my ear against his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

It was so warm, she wanted to keep it forever and not let anyone take it away.

"Yan Qing, I love you too. I love you very much."

Yan Qing, since you can't make this decision, I will help you.

……

The next day they all left for the construction work. In the afternoon she took the medicine in front of him and fell asleep peacefully. Except for the guards who stayed behind to watch over her, everyone else went to work.

Little did she know that after he left, she spat out the pill in her mouth and found the right moment to knock the guard unconscious.

She came to Zhao Wanqiao's house. When she saw her, Zhao Wanqiao was stunned at first, and then greeted her with a smile.

But before he could ask the reason, she knocked him unconscious.

When Zhao Wanqiao woke up again, they were already in an empty and abandoned house.

Zhao Wanqiao moved her limbs vaguely, only to find that she had been tied to a chair. Panic gradually spread throughout her body, her spine went numb, and her blood froze.

Panicked and at a loss, he looked around and his eyes fell on her who was looking out the window.

"Princess...what do you want to do?" Zhao Wanqiao suppressed tears of panic, her voice trembling uncontrollably.

"What?" She turned around sarcastically, "To kill you, of course."

With a smile on her face and speaking softly, if it weren't for her eyes being driven by killing, one would even suspect that it was just a joke.

"Why?!" Zhao Wanqiao asked again, choking with sobs, "I never wanted to compete with you for Brother Yan, I just..."

The crying sound gradually covered up Zhao Wanqiao's unclear words, and she had no intention of continuing this topic.

"This place is hard to find. It's in the middle of nowhere and not many people pass by. It will take Yan Qing a day or two to find it."

Hearing this, Zhao Wanqiao became more and more emotionally broken. She closed her eyes tightly and burst into tears.

She calmly sat down opposite her and continued what she had just said, "So, I want you to tell me everything about your past with Yan Qing."

Zhao Wanqiao was stunned for a moment while crying, and seemed to see some hope of survival, "If I tell you...will you let me go?"

"will not."

"But you can buy yourself the time he needs to find you, until I get tired of hearing it, and sick of it, and I'll kill you."

"Why do I have to die?" She didn't understand.

"Because you are very important in his heart."

"In that case, if you kill me, Brother Yan will hate you."

Hearing this, the charming face and the sick and strange laugh, "Hehe, for me, if it's not the ultimate love, then it's the ultimate hatred."

"I can't do it, and I don't need it, such generosity of emotion as yours."

"But..." Zhao Wanqiao wanted to say something but was ruthlessly interrupted by her.

"Okay, I don't have the patience to listen to you. Choose, do you want to tell the story first, or just die."

Zhao Wanqiao pursed her lips, tried to remain calm, and began to tell the story from the beginning.

She could only hope to place her hope on Brother Yan, but she was also annoyed, wondering why she was so miserable and always had to rely on others to survive.

Why is the world always so cold and indifferent?