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

"How stupid." She raised her eyes and looked at Zhao Wanqiao, the anger that could not be hidden completely erupted at this moment.

"What will you do if the consequences you cannot bear happen? You will have to bear those shadows for the rest of your life. Even if you can survive, even if Yan Qing wants to save your innocence and marry you, the shadows will always be there."

"You will remember every disgusting moment and never forget it!"

Zhao Wanqiao listened to these horrible facts in a daze.

She wiped away the tears that rolled down her cheeks and choked up as she told Zhao Wanqiao, "Do you know that if I had come a step later, all these things would have happened?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't think it through carefully..." Zhao Wanqiao knew that she was a burden to her and wished she could be smarter.

"In the past, Yan Qing would always be worried about anything I did. I seem to understand that feeling. He was afraid of consequences that no one could undo. Now, I am also afraid..." She couldn't bear to let such a pure heart be destroyed.

"I'm sorry... I know that the princess let me go because of Brother Yan, but I didn't want things to develop that way. I just want the princess to stop hating me so much. I..." Zhao Wanqiao tried desperately to explain. She just wanted to live well.

"Why don't you understand?" She suddenly roared, "It's not because of him, it's because of you!"

"You are too much like my old self, so... you must survive. I won't go back to the palace because I think it is a place that belongs only to you."

"From childhood to adulthood, I have always hoped that if someone could be nicer to me, I could survive. If someone could help me, I would have hope again."

"Finally, I found hope that could save me."

"If you really don't want to live your life in shame, then live well, not for anyone else, but only for yourself." Now Zhao Wanqiao still has a chance for herself, but she no longer has it.

Zhao Wanqiao listened to every word she said and understood what she told her.

I don't have the wisdom and ability of the princess. I am taking risks but cannot guarantee my own safety. I have been thinking too simply about all the problems.

Before she knew it, she had packed up all her things and was ready to leave.

Zhao Wanqiao then realized that she seemed to be leaving, "Princess... where are you going?"

"Let the guards take you back." She walked away without explaining.

"Princess! Princess!" Zhao Wanqiao suddenly realized that something was wrong and she had to go tell Brother Yan.

She hurried back, holding up her dress, and shouted all the way, "Brother Yan! Brother Yan!"

Xiao Yanqing was about to ride his horse to the mansion to find her. No matter what happened, even if she hated him, he couldn't let her leave.

"What happened?"

"The princess packed up her things and left the house!"

"what?!"

He was completely stunned and ran straight to the house without any hesitation.

The empty house told him that she had really left.

She left and didn't want him anymore?

"Qianyun... send someone to look for her..." Before he could finish his words, his body, which had been sleepless for several days, could no longer bear it.

"Your Highness!" Qian Yun rushed forward in panic to catch it.

He quickly called the guards, "Go call the doctor!"

He was unconscious for a whole day, but when he woke up he still wanted to find her.

But Xiao Wenshu, Zhou Yian and their men searched for her for a whole day but still couldn't find where she had gone.

The only possibility is that she goes to find the real murderer, but the only people who can do that now are the two imperial uncles.

Xiao Yanqing quickly sent people to keep an eye on the movements of the two palaces and report at any time.

He was afraid that she would use the most extreme method.

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Three days had passed and Qingyu hadn't returned yet, and there was no news of her outside.

She understood that when people are no longer afraid of everything and even death is discarded from their hearts, then everything will become straightforward.

She successfully sneaked into a palace, looking for the last chance.

According to observations over the past few days, the emperor's uncle liked to stay alone for a certain period of time, drinking tea and reading books, and that was when she would take action.

A breeze blew, and a figure flashed among the gauze curtains in the hall.

The man realized the danger, and the dagger was already placed on his neck from behind, with no error. If he moved, he would die.

"If you move, I will kill you. If you ask me back, I will kill you too." Her soft and sickly voice reached the man's ears.

"Listen, I want to know the cause of the late emperor's death and the murderer who persecuted Prince Xiao's family."

The man's throat rolled, and he slowly put down the book in his hand, "I said, you will die anyway."

"That's right. You will die if you don't tell me. You will die if you tell me. You compromised to save your family. Now, do you want to die with your family?"

"You!" His eyes widened, realizing what she meant.

"This is your last chance. Tell the truth and help your family escape. If you don't, you'll die and they'll come after you."

The man took a deep breath and closed his eyes, trying to keep himself calm. "Well, this day has finally come. I don't expect you to spare my life. I only beg you to spare my wife and daughter."

"It all goes back five years ago, when..."

Qing Yu's calm expression gradually turned into shock as the man spoke. The truth came out word by word according to his words. She was unwilling to believe that he was the murderer.

She breathed disorderly, with a strong sense of suffocation, anger, and grief, "Why do you have to kill them?"

The man sighed helplessly, "I thought they were afraid of threats, but when I dealt with them, I found out that they knew some secrets. So they had no choice but to die."

"It was you who killed the late emperor?" she asked.

"Yes."

After getting the answer, the coldness on her neck disappeared after a moment, and she left.

She staggered along the road, in a daze, thinking about what she had just heard.

Five years ago, several princes accidentally heard that the next emperor would be Yan Qing's father. No one was willing to accept this. Why did they fight openly and secretly, but in the end someone would reap the benefits?

This is extremely ridiculous for those who are fighting desperately. They are unwilling to accept this and even hate the father.

Everyone decided to poison the late emperor.

But for some reason, before the late emperor died, he announced that the heir to the throne was Xiao Yanzhou.

After the death of the previous emperor, the two princes rebelled, but both ended in failure.

When everyone thought that peace would be restored in the Bei'an world, Xiao Yanzhou suddenly issued an order to execute the family of Prince Xiao's father and all his close associates overnight, without exception.

If the two princes did not do as they were told, they would be charged with patricide and their entire family members would be threatened with death. They had no choice but to do as they were told.

Brother Zhou...

The murderer is Xiao Yanzhou.

It's an excuse to say that there is no evidence, but where is the evidence?

The sadness in her eyes gradually faded away, and she drew her dagger, already aware of the man in black behind her.

"You have been following me these past few days. Who are you? Who sent you?"

A breeze blew, and the rustling sound of leaves blended into the tranquility in the air.

She sensed the shadow's steps trying to escape, and suddenly, she drew her sword and attacked in the direction she guessed.

"Oh!"

The shadow moved to block the attack.

"Tell me! Who is the person behind this?!" she asked.

The dark shadow covered her face so she couldn't see it at all. She could only confirm that she had never seen this person before.

Unfortunately, he still didn't say anything, nor did he fight back too much. He just looked for the right opportunity to evacuate.

She looked at the figure leaving, breathing slightly, and did not follow.

Just a few moves were enough for her to be sure that he was a master and his strength was enough to compete with Yan Qing.

Besides, she had other things to do.