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

Qing Yu just returned to the dormitory and closed the door.

Suddenly, a strong hand pulled her over, and before she could react, he pushed her against the wall, subdued her hands, and pressed his whole body against her, imprisoning her.

In the dark night, she felt his rapid, disordered breath descending around her body, listened to his rapidly beating heart, and met his overwhelming gaze, which was pressing on her.

She felt it, and he was angry.

"Jiang Qingyu! You are so amazing. I have only let you go for a few days, and he is willing to redeem you?!"

She listened to Xiao Yanqing's gritting voice and confirmed her guess.

It seems that he has been here all along.

"Your Highness, but I didn't do anything."

"Haha! I haven't done anything, but he is willing to spend all his money to take you away?!" Even he couldn't help but admire Jiang Qingyu's methods. He fell in love with someone he had only met a few times.

She lowered her eyes and remained silent. Xiao Yanqing was indeed right. She needed someone to stand by her unconditionally. However, she did not expect that Xiang Heng would be willing to take her away.

"Jiang Qingyu!" He noticed her wandering thoughts. What tricks was she thinking of to fool him? !

He reached out and pinched her chin, forcing her to look up at him, and told her word by word.

"You are alone! Leave?! Don't even think about it!" Although he had suppressed his voice, he still couldn't hide the anger in it.

"Your Highness, I didn't agree to it." The hand that pinched her jaw was not heavy, but it still caused a slight pain.

"Really?" he asked back.

As they talked, he could hear the hesitation in her words. She hesitated, and even if she refused, he could not deny that she wanted to leave.

"Why are you angry, Your Highness?" She raised her eyes and met his gaze in the darkness.

To her, his worries were right and she was indeed moved.

He didn't avoid her gaze, but he couldn't answer the question.

Was it because he realized that she was out of control and he couldn't control her? Or was it because he didn't allow her to have the thought of leaving?

Whatever the answer was, he couldn't speak.

After a moment of silence, he released his grip on her hand, but did not move away from her.

"I won't let you see him again!"

"why?"

"No reason!"

Although he didn't say it, she already knew the general reason.

She stopped asking questions and prepared to leave him.

As soon as he realized her intention, he took her hand and pulled her back, less forcefully, as if her submission had also worn away his anger.

"Is what I just said to him true... or false?"

She wondered, "Which one?"

"all."

"What does your highness hope for?"

"Jiang Qingyu! I'm asking you!" He stared at her with his pupils constricted.

She was so powerful that even he had to be careful when talking to her.

She raised her lips and said, "If he believes it, it is true. If he doesn't believe it, it is false."

After hearing this, he couldn't guess it, nor could he understand it. Was he trying to tell him that it was both true and false and difficult to distinguish?

"Has Your Highness been here all this time?"

"Yeah." He didn't deny it.

"I'm glad your highness is here."

"You just told him that too." He doubted the truthfulness of her words. Perhaps all this was just a way to ease his mood.

She was slightly stunned, then smiled softly. She was not at all flustered by this sentence. On the contrary, her attitude remained calm and frank.

"Haha, Your Highness has a really good memory."

He let go of her hand. He didn't like her doing things beyond his expectations. Facing her who was out of his control, he had to admit that it had completely disturbed his heart.

She lit the candles in the house so they could see each other's faces clearly.

"Your Highness, are you worried that I'll leave?"

These words were like her reaching a hand into his body, tightly grasping his heart and disrupting the rhythm of its heartbeat.

He didn't rush to respond, but the answer she wanted was already in her sight.

"Since I have promised Your Highness, I will not give up halfway."

He frowned slightly and said in an imperative tone, "Jiang Qingyu, you have no choice. You must remember that no matter where you are, I will punish you with the law, even kill you."

"Okay." She walked up to him, got closer, and looked up.

"I will listen to your Highness."

They looked at each other, wondering if her obedience was a means or a test of his heart.

This woman! Why doesn't she have the slightest fear of me?

Does this prove what she said? She clearly did nothing, but just with those eyes filled with magic, she was able to keep him involved.

He grasped her jaw again and leaned slightly closer to him.

"Jiang Qingyu, stop playing tricks on me."

"Okay." That charming smile never disappeared from her cheeks.

After saying this, he let go of her hand, pushed the door open and left.

She looked at his back as he left, the morbidity in her smile gradually deepening on her cheeks. Perhaps in order to get what she wanted and the results she wanted, she was too patient to plan and pursue.

……

The next day, Qing Yu had just woken up when he heard Hua Niang calling him from outside the house.

She rubbed her eyes, struggled to get up and open the door.

"What's wrong, Hua Niang?" The hoarse voice was full of lazy fatigue.

Hua Niang anxiously pulled her into the house, "Miss Qingyu, Jiang Mo is here."

"Jiang Mo? Where is he?" When she heard the name, she immediately disappeared from her sleepiness.

"In the lobby."

"Didn't rush up?" That shouldn't have happened according to Jiang Mo's character.

"Yes, he said that he wanted to apologize to you alone for his rude behavior a few days ago, and also said..." Hua Niang repeated what Jiang Mo said in the lobby downstairs in front of everyone.

"It seems like he came prepared this time." She thought that since Jiang Mo could humble himself and apologize to a prostitute, not only could he convince him, but he also gave him a good idea.

"Moreover, he also said that if Miss Qingyu did not give him a chance to apologize in private, he would come every day until you agreed. He also prepared a lot of apology gifts. This..."

"Miss Qingyu, I'm afraid it's difficult to refuse." Hua Niang seemed to be thinking about something.

Qing Yu nodded, "We have to meet now even if we don't want to."

"Hua Niang, tell him to make an appointment for tomorrow."

"Tomorrow? Are you sure? We should discuss it with His Highness." Hua Niang suggested.

"It's okay, go tell Jiang Mo."

"Okay, I'll go right away." Hua Niang responded, but she had already sent someone to inform His Highness.

After Hua Niang left, she returned to the house, took out the dagger hidden under the pillow, and held it tightly in her hand.

The most difficult thing about meeting Jiang Mo was not the fear that remained in Jiang Qingyu's heart, but the fact that this fear aroused her uncontrollable murderous intent.

She wants control, for a greater goal, to see Jiang Zhuo, and for the only hope in her life.

All the resentment, along with the dagger she clenched, gathered at one point, with a crisp "bang" sound.

The dagger was stuck in the wall. Why? Every time she got close to the Jiang family, she couldn't control herself!