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

Xiao Yanqing rode as fast as he could to Huanxiang Pavilion and quietly entered from behind.

At this moment, Hua Niang was already waiting there anxiously.

"How is she?"

"Your Highness! Go quickly!"

Seeing Hua Niang urging him, his heart sank and he felt something was wrong.

He rushed to her house. At that moment he could hardly breathe, his brain was blank, and his numb limbs were only thinking about seeing her as soon as possible.

He pushed open the door and saw her lying on the ground with a look of pain on her face, covering her abdomen. He didn't have time to think, he picked her up, took out the medicine from his clothes, and immediately fed it into her mouth.

She swallowed the antidote in her mouth with great effort, and then she slowly opened her eyes while dying, and looked at him who came into her sight.

She pulled the corners of her mouth to reveal a sad smile, "Your Highness, I am back alive."

"It will be fine soon." He comforted her, and his mood calmed down a little when he saw that she was fine.

When the effect of the medicine came into effect, he wanted to help her up to drink some water, but as soon as he touched her, he found that she closed her eyes and frowned, looking very painful.

He immediately realized that something was wrong with her body. His eyes caught the redness and bruises on her cheeks and the bitten corners of her mouth, and his heart was shocked, far from being shocked.

He lifted her sleeves and even her arms were bruised.

He seemed to understand the source of her pain, turned her body over, and tore the clothes off her back.

Unexpectedly, there was a large blue-purple wound on the exposed skin on her back.

His eyes widened in disbelief, his heart felt as if it was stabbed by a sword, and even his hands were shaking when they touched her scars.

His heart stopped and his voice trembled, "Jiang Qingyu... Is this what you said... the possibility of the eighth level?"

She closed her eyes in pain and did not respond, but his questioning words reached her ears.

In fact, she was only sure that Jiang Zhuo would not kill her, but she could not guarantee that he would not hurt her. She was already prepared.

The next second, he held her in his arms carefully, as if she were a treasure, and said, "I'm sorry."

She heard it and curled her lips slightly, "Why... apologize... I succeeded... I should be happy."

"I will never let you go back." These few words expressed the pain she had felt during those days of her disappearance, a pain that twisted her internal organs.

She leaned in his arms, clearly smiling, but tears were falling from the corners of her eyes.

Is it pain? Perhaps it is more of the joy of being protected by him.

"Come on, I'll take you back." He took off his coat and wrapped her petite body.

She suddenly remembered something, and she tightened her hands on his shoulders, uttering a few words with difficulty, "Jiang Zhuo... must have... sent people to hide in Huanxiang Pavilion... be careful."

"Okay, I'm here, everything is fine."

Hearing his response, she finally felt at ease and let him hold her.

Along the way, he was always very careful and didn't dare to put her down for fear of touching the wounds on her body.

When he rushed back home, Xiao Wenshu had been wandering outside the house waiting. As soon as he saw him, he immediately stepped forward.

"Brother! Qing Yu her..."

Xiao Wenshu couldn't wait to know the situation, but was interrupted by him, "Go call the doctor!"

Seeing his brother's anxious look, Xiao Wenshu also realized that something was wrong, "Okay! I'll go right away!"

He put her on the bed, and worried that she might get hurt, he hugged her and let her upper body fall into his arms.

The doctor and Xiao Wenshu rushed over in a hurry until he tore open the coat that wrapped her and exposed her back.

At this moment, Xiao Wenshu, who was watching this scene, was completely stunned where he was. He felt as if something had pierced his heart and was twitching in pain.

He couldn't believe what kind of torture she had endured during these days when she returned to the Jiang Mansion.

What’s even more terrifying is that that place was her home where she had lived for more than ten years.

The doctor reminded, "Your Highness, Prince, please go out first."

He looked at Wen Shu and said, "Wen Shu, you go out first."

Xiao Wenshu was stunned and finally heard his brother's voice.

"Okay." Xiao Wenshu responded woodenly, avoiding her gaze, walked out and closed the door.

Seeing that he had no intention of leaving, the doctor seemed to understand and continued with the diagnosis.

Then he looked at the maid beside him and said, "Go prepare some porridge for the young lady."

He was slightly stunned when he heard it. He didn't understand the reason, but he didn't ask questions in a hurry.

The doctor cut open the clothes on her back and carefully applied medicine to her.

He stared at the shocking wounds on her body, and could not even see the original color of her skin.

He turned his face away, but felt her clothes being pulled tighter on his chest. With every touch on the wound, his body trembled uncontrollably.

She buried herself in his arms, gritting her teeth and holding on.

"Be gentle." He frowned and reminded the doctor again.

"Yes... yes, Your Highness." The doctor gasped in fear and slowed down his movements again.

"It will be fine soon." He soothed softly.

It hurt, it hurt so much. He knew it must be very painful, but she didn't even make a sound. She just endured it without any resentment.

It took the doctor more than half an hour to treat her wounds, and the maid had already brought her white porridge.

He supported her, brought a cushion and let her lean lightly on the edge of the bed.

He took the porridge brought by the maid and tested the temperature.

"Can I do it myself?" His gentle voice was as warm as the sun blowing across the water.

Only after she nodded did he hand the porridge to her.

He stood up, noticed her gaze towards him, and said, "I'll be back after I finish my instructions."

Only after she nodded again did he stand up and leave.

Outside the house, the doctor and Xiao Wenshu were waiting there.

"Go ahead," he gestured.

"Yes, Your Highness, the prince, the young lady was beaten a lot, whipped, and has internal injuries. She needs to rest for a long time."

Hearing this, Xiao Wenshu looked confused, and the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat, "Torture..."

He didn't dare to imagine what kind of heartless father could be so cruel as to torture his own daughter.

Xiao Yanqing took a deep breath, suppressed the grief in his heart, and asked calmly, "What should I pay attention to?"

"Your Highness, please eat a light diet and don't put pressure on your injury when sleeping. I will come to change the dressing every day." The doctor leaned forward and reminded.

"Okay." He responded, and suddenly remembered, "White porridge is..."

The doctor hurriedly explained and instructed, "The young lady is weak and must have been hungry for a long time, but she must not eat too much at once. If she is hungry in the middle of the night, she can eat."

"Okay, I got it. Let's go down first."

After giving the instructions, the doctor leaned over and stepped back.

He looked at Xiao Wenshu, who had not responded yet, and said, "I will take good care of her and have someone keep an eye on Jiang Zhuo's movements."

Seeing that he was about to go back, Xiao Wenshu hurriedly called him, "Brother!"

He saw the bitterness and heartache in Wen Shu's eyes, and these emotions were more of shocking anger.

"I won't let her go back." After saying this, he turned and went into the house.

Xiao Wenshu looked at his brother's back. Although he couldn't guess what his brother was thinking, he might have been changed by Qingyu inadvertently.

He lowered his eyes, his heart filled with unbearable anger, he had never felt such hateful anger.

That family! He would never let it go like this!