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

"Wenshu, please buy some things for me." Qingyu gestured.

"Okay." Xiao Wenshu quickly agreed. At least Qingyu now had something he wanted to do.

She wrote down what she wanted to buy on a piece of paper and gave it to Wenshu.

She didn't see him for the next two days. The guards would urge her to go back to her room at night. He would leave when she woke up in the morning and she would never see him at night.

Her face looked the same, but those voices were like shadows from the abyss, emerging from her nightmares and gradually enveloping her world without her noticing.

She pulled her arm, her fingertips almost sinking into the flesh, scratching and leaving red marks and blood, but she seemed not to feel the pain, and just kept telling herself in her heart.

She has to be patient, she has to be patient.

She knew that he would come to see her, he would definitely come to see her.

But the time has not come yet, she will wait and wait.

The next afternoon, Xiao Yanqing finally appeared in the mansion. When he raised his eyes, he saw a small pink figure in the courtyard.

Recently, there are many more flowers and plants in the courtyard. The maid said that she planted them herself and they are very beautiful. He knew that it was his promise to her.

The little figure seemed to have discovered that he had returned. It stood up and ran towards him happily, as if nothing had changed and was still the same as before.

"Yan Qing." She called him with joy.

This confused feeling made her unconsciously want him to get closer, want to hold her hand, hold her in her arms, tell him how much she missed her, and tell her that she should never escape from her.

but…

The long distance still kept him awake. She had a purpose. He did not belong to her yet. Her obedience was just a prelude to future deception.

Qing Yu looked at him in front of her, raised the corners of her lips, and smiled at him. Her curved eyes melted into all the starlight, as if she didn't blame him at all for the "punishment" she had received in the past few days.

The two of them looked at each other, and his heart was clenched into a ball at this glance, and the grief in his heart completely swallowed him up.

She wanted to see him, but she didn't have the courage to see him. She was afraid that she would not be able to control her emotions, that she would lead her away again, and that...

After hesitating for a moment, he walked past her indifferently without saying a word to her.

She stood there in a daze, not complaining about his indifference.

She just turned around and followed him silently until he walked into the study, where she was stopped outside by Qianyun.

"Princess, His Highness...there are still things that need to be taken care of." Qianyun explained.

Not to mention the princess, even he didn't understand. His Highness had come back in a hurry just to see the princess, but now the princess took the initiative to seek peace, but His Highness...

Qing Yu lowered her head dejectedly without saying a word. Just when Qian Yun thought she would break in or leave, she just squatted aside and waited patiently.

And this wait lasted half an hour.

They discovered very early on that her emotions were contagious like the spread of music: when she was happy, the whole house would become warm; when she was sad, everyone seemed to sink to the bottom of a lake.

"Princess... His Highness is a little busy, you should go and do your own thing." Qian Yun reminded carefully according to his wishes.

After careful consideration, she slowly stood up, looked towards the quiet study, and finally returned to the garden she had just planted.

Qianyun returned to the house, "Your Highness, the princess has returned to the garden."

"Okay." He said casually.

He saw Qianyun didn't leave, "What?"

"Your Highness, the princess seems...very sad. Is it okay to let her go like this?"

His eyes were cold and icy, but his heart was already suffocating.

How could he guarantee that this wasn't a trap she had set to lure him closer?

"Has Wen Shu been with her these past two days?"

"It's Your Highness."

He didn't say anything else, saying that there should be no problem as long as the text was written.

But for some reason, the smile she just gave him remained in his heart, not tenderness, but desolate pain.

……

Qingyu was busy planting flowers in the courtyard.

Dig up the soil, plant the flowers, cover them with moist soil, and finally pat the surrounding soil with a small shovel.

She was alone in the courtyard. Xiao Wenshu went to help him move other flowers, and the guards stood a little distance away from her.

No one knew what she was thinking. She was just hiding herself in these confused illusions, illusions covered by nightmares.

Her hands, which were shoveling the soil, unconsciously clenched tightly. Her tense nerves were pulled again and again, and every time she breathed, it felt like a needle was piercing her heart.

She knew that she should be patient and shouldn't be so anxious.

but…

"He won't talk to you anymore!"

The increasingly familiar voice forced her to freeze, her eyes wide open, and the cold chill attacked her whole body wantonly.

"Your self-righteousness buried you!" Every word echoed in her ears with gnashing teeth, irritating her heart.

She wanted to retort, but her throat seemed to be blocked and she couldn't make any sound.

In an instant, the beautiful flowers on the ground changed into strange faces and made harsh laughs at her.

Laugh at her stupidity! Her failure!

She wanted to stop it, to destroy it.

That's enough! Stop it! Stop it now!

She clearly wanted to shout out, but no sound came out and the laughter continued.

She picked up the shovel uncontrollably and dug it into the soil.

She wanted to crush it all and get rid of it completely!

Once! And again!

"Qing Yu!" Suddenly, Xiao Wenshu's voice came from one side.

She was shocked and stopped what she was doing abruptly. When she came to her senses, the bright flowers on the ground had been chopped into pieces by her.

As her expression was wandering, red blood seemed to seep out from the broken petals, filling her vision and flowing to her feet.

She stood up in panic and unconsciously took two steps back, staring at the flowers covered in blood.

Xiao Wenshu, who was approaching, looked at the flower at her feet and was stunned. "Qingyu, why is this flower broken? Let's change it."

But she acted as if she didn't hear it and raised her hands.

She saw that the blood from the petals had stained her hands, and was faintly visible.

She wanted to see clearly, but her vision became increasingly blurry. Suddenly, she seemed to have lost control of her body.

A wave of dizziness hit her brain and she lost all consciousness.

Xiao Wenshu noticed her abnormality, threw away the flowers in his hand, and hugged her in time.

"Brother! Qingyu fainted!" Xiao Wenshu hurriedly shouted towards the inner room.

When Xiao Yanqing heard that she was in trouble, he instantly lost all consciousness and ran over in panic to hug her who had lost consciousness.

"Yu'er! Yu'er! What's going on?!" He touched her cheek and called her again and again.

"Go call the doctor!"