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

No matter how much time or how many days passed, she did not stop, but found new fun in training.

“You work really hard.”

The shawl fluttered in the air and slowly fell to her shoulders. She had noticed it before the woman came, but she still planned to complete the last move in her hand.

She looked at the woman, knowing why she came here, but she just looked at the woman without saying a word.

"No matter how much you practice, you can't beat me." Kuiyue looked her up and down, mocking her for overestimating her abilities.

"Ms. Kuiyue has been practicing dancing for many years. Of course I understand the gap between you and me." Qingyu responded to Kuiyue's aggressive demeanor with a calm expression.

"Haha, it's good that you understand, so I advise you to give up and explain it clearly to His Highness as soon as possible. It can be considered as helping His Highness." Kuiyue suppressed her again and again as if she was expecting her reaction in the next second.

“Just because you know you’re going to lose, are you going to give up?” She twirled the fan in her hand.

"So you still want to try? Oh, I admire your courage, but I don't want you to cause trouble for His Highness."

Qing Yu had a smile on his lips, his eyes vaguely trying to figure out Kui Yue's heart.

In her opinion, Aoi is not smart enough and has many flaws, simply because of one thing: she is a threat to Aoi, and the sense of crisis takes over her calmness and rationality.

This is called self-destruction.

"Hehehe, Miss Kuiyue, are you afraid that I will replace you?" The seemingly indifferent question was full of provocation in Kuiyue's eyes.

"Don't even think about it!" Aoi Yue almost blurted out, because she knew too well the purpose of this woman's training here.

The smile on her lips grew, "Miss Aoi seems worried."

She sat down, poured a cup of tea, put it to her lips and took a sip, paying attention to Aoi's disordered breathing due to anger.

"What exactly do you want to say?" Kuiyue was no longer polite, and the stiff smile disappeared from her face in an instant.

"Are you afraid that I will snatch your prince away?" She deliberately emphasized the words, and every word seemed to be engraved on Kuiyue's heart.

"I won't give you this chance! Don't even think about it!" Her gentleness and dignity were gone, leaving only anger that revealed her true nature.

"Hehehe..."

"Miss Kuiyue, don't be angry. His Highness is a man who is as cold as an iceberg. If he can let others take away his emotions at will, then it can only be said that he has a purpose."

Kui Yue frowned when she heard her words, but she couldn't understand, "I don't allow you to speculate about His Highness like this!"

"Hehe, compared to Miss Kuiyue, I'm not that naive. I won't imagine that a man can easily give his true heart to me."

I don't know if it was intentional or not, but her words repeatedly stimulated Aoi's heart, as if she was in control.

"What the hell do you mean?!"

"I don't mean anything, maybe I'm just curious, what are Miss Kuiyue's feelings for Your Highness?"

"Is it admiration or worship, or love?" She supported her chin with her slender fingers, and her black pupils looked at Aoi Yue expectantly.

If she wanted to understand Xiao Yanqing as Kuiyue said, it would be better to say that she wanted to understand Xiao Yanqing's feelings, or other people's feelings towards him.

"Of course I am..." Aoi was about to blurt out the answer in her mind, but it stopped at this moment.

"Hua...Hua Niang." Kuiyue looked at Hua Niang behind Qingyu first, and bowed her head slightly with an apologetic look.

"Who asked you to come here?!" Hua Niang hid her anger.

"I…"

"How can I explain this to His Highness?!"

Kuiyue was shocked and quickly knelt on the ground, "I'm sorry, Hua Niang, I just want her to give up... I..."

Without waiting for Kuiyue to explain, Hua Niang shouted, "Hurry up and leave!"

"Yes." Kuiyue pursed her lips and subconsciously glanced at Qingyu beside her when she left, as if it was a silent warning.

It seems that Kuiyue is still afraid of Hua Niang, or perhaps she is afraid of him behind Hua Niang. This means that Hua Niang is the key to the connection between Kuiyue and him.

After Kuiyue left, Hua Niang looked at her and said, "Miss Qingyu, I will definitely discipline Kuiyue strictly. Please don't take what happened today to heart."

Qing Yu stood up, curved his eyebrows and smiled, "Of course, Hua Niang, don't worry."

"Then Miss Qingyu, please continue practicing."

"it is good."

Hua Niang knew that Qingyu and Kuiyue were of course different. Qingyu had a strict identity. How could an ordinary woman like Her Highness surrender so many thoughts to her? Moreover, she could enter and leave Prince Xiao's Mansion at will. According to the past, the women sent out would never go back.

His Highness was willing to take the risk for this, mainly because of a woman's intuition that this woman was very important and dangerous.

Late at night, Qing Yu lay on the bed, playing with the dagger in her hand, her black hair scattered on the pillow like a curtain, the sharp and cold blade illuminated her petite face, and her charming and shining black pupils had a bewitching power that did not belong to her age.

The sleeve slid down the skin along with the raised arm, and the bruises on the arm gradually faded.

The smile on her lips deepened as her mood deepened. She wanted to prove whether everything was as she imagined, and whether she really needed him...

The dagger rolled to the side, and she hugged herself tightly, pinching her arms unconsciously because of the turmoil in her heart.

She needs to be patient...be patient...hahaha...

……

Inside Prince Xiao’s palace.

Qian Yun received a report from the guards of Huanxiang Pavilion and immediately passed it on to Xiao Yanqing after hearing it.

"Your Highness, the news is that..." Qianyun reported truthfully.

"Kuiyue found her?" Xiao Yanqing confirmed again.

"And judging from the situation, this shouldn't be the first time."

He wasn't really surprised, he was just curious about how she would react.

"What about her injuries? Have you found any?"

"This... still doesn't include His Highness."

"Okay, let's go out."

Why can’t we find even one cause of the injury?

He originally thought that it was Hua Niang who was punishing her. After observing for some time, he found that although Hua Niang was strict, she would not punish him arbitrarily. Why was that?

Could it be that she did it herself?

But he immediately denied this conjecture, because there was no reason, she had no reason to do so.

What a strange woman.

After a few days, Qing Yu came back. She seemed to be back to her old self, greeting me with a smile, without any worries in her eyes, only the determination to move forward courageously.

"Your Highness?" Qing Yu called him softly as his thoughts wandered.

Coming back to his senses, he looked her up and down at what she was wearing. She was not wearing smart pants but soft clothes, which made her look particularly beautiful and playful.

"Are you sure you want to wear this for practice?" He turned his head away and asked casually.

"Yes, Your Highness."

"But Qingyu, it's easy to get hurt like this." Xiao Wenshu, who was watching from the side, reminded.

"It's okay, Wenshu." She waved to Wenshu.

"Whatever you say." He said coldly.

When the training started, her dressing did not seem to be what they expected, but rather it was very smooth and natural, and even without any lag, her growth had exceeded their expectations and was in leaps and bounds.

"I haven't seen Qingyu practice for only half a month, but he has made such great progress." Xiao Wenshu on the side couldn't help but sigh.

"Yes, Prince, Miss Qingyu is truly a genius in martial arts. Now that we are practicing with her, we cannot be distracted." Qianyun responded.

"I really want to try it." Xiao Wenshu smiled.

"Your Highness." Qing Yu walked several times, looked up and called him.

He understood what she meant and looked at Xiao Wenshu who was doing nothing at the side, "Wenshu, come here."

"Okay." Xiao Wenshu quickly stood up and took the wooden sword from his brother's hand.

"Eighth level of strength." He indicated.

"Really? Qingyu won't be hurt, right?"

"If you're not serious, you might get hurt." He reminded as he passed by Xiao Wenshu.

"Wenshu, we haven't practiced together for a long time." Qingyu waved to him happily.

"Yeah, here I come."

"Okay, Wenshu, you must be serious." She reminded again.

"no problem."

The two were ready, and in an instant, Xiao Wenshu suddenly noticed her concentrated aura, her constricted pupils, and her oppressive aura. He was very familiar with this feeling.

Isn't he, his brother?

Could it be that after only two months of practice, she could learn only half of what her brother did?!