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

It was late at night and a drizzle of rain was falling outside the window, making a sound as it dripped on the roof.

Qing Yu lay on the bed, her long black hair scattered on the pillow, her unfocused pupils staring blankly at the ceiling.

Her long legs were revealed from her petticoat, but she didn't care. She looked like a puppet that had lost its soul, empty and hopeless.

She had been in this room for more than ten days. The shackles on her left foot had been moved to her right side, and her white ankle was bruised.

She didn't know where she was, and the guards and maids didn't allow her to have any communication.

Brother Zhou knew her very well, and she had no chance of leaving unless she killed him.

He had no intention of letting her go, and he basically stayed with her, chatting, reading, and playing chess, which were her only entertainment.

Listening to the footsteps approaching outside the house, he came back.

He came to her, pulled the quilt to cover her, changed her clothes, and lay down beside her.

He held her greedily in his arms, breathing in the scent and warmth of her body, as if he was in darkness yet enjoying the warmth of the sun.

"Xiao Yu hates me, right?"

She didn't answer. She had been talking less and less in recent days. At first she would negotiate with him, resist, and beg him, but now she could only compromise painfully.

He tightened his arms around her waist, "If you hate me, then hate me. I can't give you up to me anymore."

Even though he knew that using a tough approach would only result in a lose-lose situation for both parties, he still longed for her to love him.

He brushed her cheek, trying to get her to look at him.

"Xiao Yu, I just want a chance, can you try to love me?"

The broken black pupils met his gaze, "If Brother Zhou wins, will you kill him?"

"Yes." He was merciless and did not hide the cruelty in his heart.

"If I agree, can you not kill him?" She proposed the terms of exchange.

He raised his lips slightly, a hint of bitterness spreading in his smile, "If I lose, will Xiao Yu ask him to do the same?"

"Yes." She answered decisively. She didn't want them to die.

"Okay, I agree."

He placed a gentle kiss on her cheek, feeling happy knowing that she cared about him.

She thought they would face an even more brutal battle, but no, there was only a silent and painful fight.

Brother Zhou didn't want to hurt her, and she couldn't do anything to Brother Zhou.

She understood that he only wanted her to love him and stay with him, nothing more.

In the quiet night, with her breath flowing, she couldn't fall asleep, and she knew he wasn't asleep either.

"Brother Zhou, can't you give the bracelet back to me?"

In a fit of anger, he took away the bracelet that Yan Qing had given him.

"If you like it, Xiaoyu, I will find something better for you." He was stubborn and didn't want to give it to her. He didn't want to see her collecting things given by other men.

"Can't you leave me a thought?"

He hesitated for a moment, and seeing that she was persistent as if she was angry, he said, "I've already thrown it away."

Hearing this, she looked up to meet his eyes, pursed her lips and swallowed the words in her mouth.

She turned her head away angrily, trying to break free from his embrace.

"Let go!" She said in a serious tone.

He was clearly aware of her fluctuating emotions, but he didn't loosen his arms around her at all.

"Is he that good?"

She resisted his embrace so much that he could not bear it anymore. He held her hands and kissed her directly on the lips.

Their lips touched at this moment, and the domineering aura wrapped her tightly, wanting to take away her vitality unscrupulously.

She was stunned, and did not resist in her surprise as her hands were trying to stop her.

Until the rolling tears wet the skin of his face.

He loosened his grip slightly after noticing it, and looked at her wet cheek, "Xiao Yu..."

"Will I feel happy if Brother Zhou kisses me? Will I feel warm?" Her voice became choked with sobs when she asked.

Looking at her tears was like a sharp knife piercing my chest, it hurt so much that I couldn't breathe.

He hugged her lovingly, "Brother Zhou won't do anything that Xiao Yu doesn't want to do."

Listening to her crying in my arms, the pain was indescribable.

I comforted her again and again and told her that I would not do anything wrong.

She had obviously compromised and stopped resisting, so I shouldn't bully her anymore.

After a long time, the sound became gentle and she fell asleep in his arms.

He loosened his hands slightly and looked at her sleeping face, as if only in this way could he look at her without any scruples.

He kissed her forehead gently, knowing that he had no way to deal with her.

In order to get her, he could use even more cruel methods, but he couldn't do it. He couldn't bear to see her suffer anymore, he couldn't hurt her anymore.

……

It has been the tenth year since the current Emperor Xiao Yanzhou took office. The court is in turmoil and unpredictable, and has lost its original peace.

The two most authoritative kings of the Bei'anshi Dynasty confronted each other and the war broke out completely.

The emperor ordered the arrest of Xiao Yanqing's family, and Xiao Yanqing led an army of 100,000 to attack a city.

The people in the city evacuated, and no one understood why they were attacking a hill where the royal family hunted.

It was only after the war began that it was discovered that a large number of soldiers were ambushed in the hills and had accurately found Xiao Yanzhou's location.

The fierce battle lasted for three days and three nights, and it was impossible to determine the winner.

Xiao Yanqing persisted. He knew that she was inside and he had to rescue her and avenge his family.

The mottled light and shadow of dusk embrace her in the house.

She rested her bare feet on the small table and looked out at the garden.

From a little bit of expectation in my heart to despair, it seems that the only thing I can do is wait.

Wait until the battle is over, wait until you collapse and fall into madness.

But recently, a little hope was rekindled. She could hear insignificant noises every day, which lasted for three days and stopped in the past two days.

Is Yan Qing here?

There was no evidence, no reason, but she still hoped it was him.

She was so absorbed in watching that she didn't notice Xiao Yanzhou walking into the house.

Gazing at her petite figure, staring straight out the window, a myriad of thoughts ran through her mind.

He knew that he had locked her up for too long, and he couldn't let her leave until the battle was over.

He walked forward, picked her up, and gently placed her on the bed.

"Xiao Yu, do you want to go out for a walk?"

Meeting his gaze, she nodded.

Seeing this, she asked the maid to untie her chains and put on her shoes.

The two of them arrived at the courtyard, where flowers were blooming beautifully and small red and white fish were swimming in a small pond.

He held her hand and didn't allow her to let go, which was also a prerequisite for letting her out.

She leaned over the flowers and touched the fish in the pond.

After staring at her for a long time, he asked softly, "Xiao Yu, can you tell me the story of the past three years?"

He asked her a few days ago, but she didn't want to say it, so he didn't force her.

Her fingers startled the little fish in the pond, and she stood up and looked at him, "It's just a trip, Brother Zhou, do you want to hear it?"

"I want to hear it." Seeing that she was willing to tell him, he felt warm in his heart.

"Well, then, when I left..."

She started from the beginning, saying that she had lived a comfortable life in the past three years, seeing beautiful scenery, many interesting things happened to her, and she met people who were pulled by fate, which led to the current Liuyin Pavilion.

He listened quietly, feeling her happiness at that moment. He thought, if only he were the one accompanying her, how happy she would be.

As she was talking, she suddenly stopped and looked up at his gentle face.

"Brother Zhou, is it hard to grow up?" Compared to Yan Qing, she knew nothing about Brother Zhou's past.

In response to her question, he smiled and said, "I don't feel it's hard to have a goal, but I always feel like something is missing."

In fact, she had the same feeling when she was traveling, her heart was empty, as if something was missing.

"Then...why does Brother Zhou want my love?"

She was thinking, what she lacked was Yan Qing's love, then what about Brother Zhou? Was it love too?

The tenderness in his eyes almost overwhelmed her as she listened to his honest words.

"Perhaps, only by being with Xiaoyu can I feel that I am still alive."

You can feel the purest happiness and beauty in the world, which only she can give.