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

Qing Yu stood there, with her head down and not saying a word, facing Jiang Mo's gaze that was enough to destroy her.

"Come here!" Jiang Mo ordered.

This command was so familiar in Jiang Qingyu's memory.

After hesitating, she walked up to Jiang Mo.

"What? You haven't seen your brother for half a year. Have you forgotten what to do when you see him?" Jiang Mo warned her in a provocative tone.

Seeing that she was still frozen in place, suddenly, a foot kicked her behind the knee. She seemed to have no reaction and fell straight to the ground with her knees and hands on the ground.

Jiang Mo was obviously very dissatisfied with her attitude. "Oh! You seem very unconvinced. What? Do you have someone behind you?"

She took a deep breath, knelt on the ground and looked up at Jiang Mo, "I... I don't know what you are talking about."

"Pa!" Jiang Mo raised his hand and slapped her hard in the face.

The sound was deafening and hit Xiao Yanqing's heart on the other side.

His heart ached with the sound, his clenched knuckles turned slightly white, and the teacup in his hand seemed to be crushed by him.

Only at this moment did he understand the question Jiang Qingyu asked last night.

Hidden martial arts, I see.

Jiang Mo! This bastard!

The slap made her left ear buzz. Even though she was prepared, the growing murderous intent in her heart was unbearable.

She clenched her fists, then unclenched them. The numb pain on her cheeks reminded her that she had to stay calm, she had to stay calm.

She gritted her teeth and looked up at Jiang Mo again, tears welling up in her eyes. "It seems... your father beat you. Are you here to vent your anger on me?"

"Pa!" Without further ado, another slap came.

"Haha, Jiang Qingyu! You've made great progress in the past six months. You even dare to talk back." Jiang Mo sneered.

After this slap, she could no longer control the tears in her eyes, and she burst into fear.

Jiang Mo looked at her tears and seemed to be satisfied. "Tell me, how did you leave Prince Xiao's Mansion alive?"

"Are you disappointed because I didn't die?" She responded with a slightly choked voice.

"It's true that I'm a little disappointed, but I still hope you can be alive. This way, I can have more fun."

Her tense nerves made her body tremble slightly because of these words.

Jiang Mo naturally noticed her reaction and emphasized, "Answer my question!"

"Escaped." She moved her lips tremblingly.

"Escape?! Jiang Qingyu, what do you think Prince Xiao's Mansion is? Just you?" Jiang Mo was naturally not satisfied with her answer.

"You'd better tell the truth, otherwise... you know the consequences!"

At this time, two guards had already walked up to her.

She panicked and said quickly, "Yes... after being thrown out... someone rescued him."

"Who saved him?"

She was silent before giving her answer, "I...I won't tell you."

"You don't know what's good for you." Jiang Mo immediately signaled with his eyes.

One of the guards grabbed Jiang Qingyu by the collar, foreshadowing that she would be slapped again.

"Did my father ask you to come here to kill me?" she asked hastily, her indignation mixed with grievance, which forced the guards to stop.

Seeing this, she continued, “If I go to see people tomorrow with bruises all over my face, what kind of rumors do you think will arise?!”

Jiang Mo frowned, and suddenly thought of something, "You spread the rumor?!"

"What good will it do for me if I spread rumors? Tarnish my own reputation? Or wait for you to humiliate me?!" Qing Yu's tears welled up in her eyes again following these two sentences.

Jiang Mo thought for a moment and waved his hand, and the guard let go of her collar and stepped aside.

"This time, my father ordered me to take you back."

"Haha." She smiled bitterly, "You treated me as a sacrifice, and now you want me to go back. What, you want to use me again?"

As he spoke, Jiang Mo clapped his hands, his praise was filled with disgust and contempt, "Sure enough, you have grown a lot of backbone in the past six months."

"I'll ask you again, are you going back?" Jiang Mo asked again in a voice as sharp as a knife.

"I will never go back even if I die!" She squeezed out the words almost from the depths of her throat, her firm courage bursting out completely.

"Okay, you said it yourself, don't regret it."

Jiang Mo stood up and looked down at her who was kneeling in front of him in a humiliating and embarrassed manner.

"Remember Jiang Qingyu, this is how you see me." After saying this, Jiang Mo walked away.

Listening to the receding footsteps, the timidity on Qingyu's cheeks gradually faded away, along with the tears hanging on her skin, which changed in an instant, turning into indifference and was replaced by firmness and calmness.

The numbness and tingling on her cheek seemed to tell her that this scene was harder to act out than she had imagined.

She got up and ran out of the house. Hua Niang called her, but she didn't respond until she returned to her own house.

She needed to adjust and calm down, not because of her timidity and fear, but because of the evil murderous intent in her heart.

After a moment, she heard Xiao Yanqing's voice coming from outside the house.

Xiao Yanqing pushed the door open slowly, more gently than usual, as if he was afraid of scaring her.

He looked at her in the corner, but she was much calmer than he had imagined. The fear and timidity she had just felt were gone, as if they had never existed.

She sat there, looking out the window, and she knew he came in, but she didn't look at him.

He walked closer, leaned over her, reached out and gently lifted her chin, carefully examining her injured cheek, which was visibly red and swollen.

At this moment, his heart was clenched and twitching in pain. It hurt so much that it felt like it was being hit on his body.

"Does it hurt?" he asked softly.

The gentle tone was like a warm spring, flowing into her heart.

"Does Your Highness care?" She stared out the window with no expression on her face.

His heart suddenly tightened, and the movements of his hands also stopped in mid-air.

Noticing his hesitation, she turned back to look at him and smiled faintly.

"It's just two slaps. It doesn't hurt."

"You're lying." How could it not hurt?! Her fair skin was already covered in blood.

Yes, he cares, very much.

"Don't you hate me?"

For some reason, at this moment he even hoped that she hated him.

"Why do you blame His Highness?"

"Because I forced you into this desperate situation."

"I've been at a dead end since I was born. This is my own choice for survival and for my own purpose." Her pupils were fixed on his cheek, without a trace of emotion.

At this time, the maid leaned over and walked in with the medicine.

He sighed deeply, stood up and walked towards Hua Niang outside the house.

"Your Highness." Hua Niang leaned over and gestured.

"She said she was not feeling well and would not see any visitors for the time being."

"It's Your Highness."

She happened to hear his words in the room, and a smile appeared on her lips.

After giving the instructions, he walked over and gestured to the maid for the medicine.

Upon seeing this, the maid handed over the medicine and tactfully left.

He wiped his hands clean and applied the ointment to her himself, being very gentle, for fear of hurting her again.

She was obedient and didn't move or make a fuss, allowing him to apply it.

"Is it okay for your Highness to do this?"

She points out that he just said about taking a break, and they all know that it’s not a good idea to stop now.

"It's okay. Come back with me after you get the medicine."

After that, they were silent, and their hearts seemed to be fluctuating at this moment.

"Are you okay?" After applying the medicine, he watched her stand up.

She nodded, "Well, let's go."

He turned around and she followed him silently.

But after taking only two steps, he suddenly stopped.

Qing Yu noticed that he stopped and turned around looking at him in confusion.

Suddenly, he reached out and took her into his arms.

She was stunned, feeling his scorching temperature and listening to his heartbeat that reached her heart.

"I will make you pay him back for these two slaps with your own hands, double the amount."

She listened to the words in her ears, and every word was like a drum beating in her heart.

She felt that he seemed to be getting closer and closer to her.