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

The audience on the stage did not break away from the completely immersed dance and was immersed in it for a moment. Then, pleasant cheers and applause rang out, and they called her name again and again.

"Miss Qingwu!"

"Miss Qingwu!"

Hundreds of people in and out of Huanxiang Pavilion were all amazed by her dancing.

Although she could not fully comprehend the subtleties of art after two months, she knew that if music and dance could control the emotions of the audience and make them experience the same things as the dancers, then it would be a success.

Happy, angry, sad, until the end, the life that survives tenaciously, with a firm gaze, a wanton smile, and full of tears.

The complex and confusing emotions superimposed on each other can make everyone guess and experience it, and it will be unforgettable for a long time.

This is the dance she re-choreographed with Hua Niang. In her words, it is a life that has been abandoned but is trying hard to survive.

The audience who were shouting her name could not calm down for a long time. This dance shocked everyone, including Xiao Yanqing.

He seemed to see a person in the dance, the real Jiang Qingyu. At this moment, he wanted to understand her mysterious hidden state of mind.

What kind of person is she and why is she so special?

However, in addition to the shock of the dancing posture, there was another one, and that was Jiang Mo.

Jiang Mo's heart was restless and couldn't calm down. No matter how she dressed up, he recognized that this person was Jiang Qingyu.

He stood up from his shock, puzzled. Why was she in Huanxiang Pavilion? Wasn't she killed by Xiao Yanqing? Why was she still alive? What was going on?

He couldn't control his shock and wanted to go forward to confirm, but the man next to him noticed his action and quickly grabbed his arm.

"what are you doing?"

"That person... is Jiang Qingyu!"

"What?! Your sister?!" The man also opened his eyes wide in surprise.

Jiang Qingyu had hardly ever left the house, so naturally no one knew her.

"Wait! Now is not a good time." The man stopped him again.

Jiang Mo finally came back to his senses from his out-of-control emotions and looked around. Everyone was shouting her name. What would happen if he went on stage now?

"Let's go." Jiang Mo left with the man.

He had to tell his father first.

Xiao Yanqing noticed Jiang Mo leaving, his cold expression could hardly conceal his murderous intent.

It seems that he is not too stupid. Is the person next to Jiang Mo the accomplice that Jiang Qingyu mentioned?

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As expected, success or failure was decided, and Hua Niang announced once again that she was the recognized Oiran of Huanxiang Pavilion, Qingwu.

The first task after being elected as the Oiran is to auction off her first guest who accompanies her alone.

Qing Yu heard that the chips were auctioned off at a sky-high price, but they were only for her to accompany her. It was said that a young man would get this opportunity later and only needed her to accompany him tomorrow.

The banquet ended with cheers, and Qing Yu, who had packed up, was celebrating with Xiao Wenshu.

"Qing Yu is so awesome! I knew Qing Yu would succeed!" Apart from his brother who had won a battle, he had never seen such a shocking scene.

"This is all thanks to Wenshu's encouragement." Perhaps this final result was also something she had not expected.

They were both so happy that she just noticed someone coming from behind.

"Your Highness."

Seeing this, Xiao Wenshu tactfully left after saying hello, and they were the only two left in the dark corner.

"I thought His Highness would not come." They leaned against the edge of the building and looked up at the town that was gradually shrouded in darkness.

He noticed her standing beside him. Her petite body only reached his chest, but why did she always give him infinite strength, and the tenacity to never give up and fight for her life?

"A person who has lost his only shelter and is trying to survive, sadness, fear, and timidity cannot stop everything." He slowly expressed his feelings about her dance.

"Yes, it seems that Your Highness understands." She smiled.

"Is this the same for you?" he suddenly asked.

She chuckled softly, and it was impossible to tell the emotion hidden behind her smile, "Haha, I never have a place to take refuge."

He was a little surprised. According to her words, the Jiang Mansion was dangerous to her. However, after repeated investigations, he found that Jiang Qingyu was loved by her mother when she was young until her mother passed away...

But why did she feel like someone who had never felt warmth?

At this moment, his gaze stayed on her profile, the flickering light illuminating her clear skin.

There was a hint of sadness in her eyes, and a melancholy that was not common at her age.

"Jiang Qingyu..." He wanted to say something, but was interrupted by her.

"It's okay." She looked up at him and smiled.

"I don't need shelter, I just need to keep moving forward."

His heart seemed to break along with her smile.

He couldn't help but care about what kind of person she was, someone who focused on her goals, moved forward courageously, and would not be defeated by any difficulties, even if he wanted her to use her life as a bargaining chip to survive.

What a crazy person.

"What does that verse mean?"

"The poem goes, 'Love is deep and deep, and I will never give up. Our bond is eternal, just for you.'" She repeated it again.

"Your Highness doesn't like it?" She looked at his slightly gloomy face, was stunned, and obediently retracted the corners of her lips that were raised.

"It seems that I don't like it."

She raised her eyebrows slightly, "Maybe it's just a coincidence, or maybe... hehe."

The heart-touching laughter seemed to tell him what to say next. He felt very strange. He cared about her more and more. Listening to her words and looking at her smile, he felt as uncomfortable as being scratched by a cat.

But today he understood that he didn't like this feeling. She seemed to know everything, as if she was in control of him and his heart, just like her dance today, which controlled the emotions of the audience. She understood, she always understood.

She seemed to be playing a trick on herself. She was clearly there, but she had no evidence or even a reason.

He suddenly grabbed her slender arm, pulled her into his arms, forced her, and suppressed her, just like the first time he saw her.

She slammed into his strong chest, stared into his terrifyingly cold eyes, and even felt his rising anger.

"Jiang Qingyu, what do you mean? What do you want to do?" His tone was slightly heavy, not with anger, but with uncontrollable annoyance.

She was almost close to his handsome face, meeting his imposing eyes. The masculine aura that permeated his body made her subconsciously want to dodge, but she seemed to have anticipated his anger, so she faced it calmly.

"I didn't do anything, did I? I always listened to your Highness." Her surprised expression was more of innocence.

The strength of his palm continued to tighten. He could no longer be bewitched by her face, especially her eyes. "Do you think I can't do anything to you now?"

"No." She raised the corners of her lips.

"It's easy for His Highness to kill me. If I die, His Highness will have other ways. At most, it will just be a waste of three months and a good opportunity."

Yes, this woman...she knew everything, but even so, she was still beyond his control.