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

She curled up in the corner and slept fairly soundly.

How he wanted to go up and hug her, and tell her how much he missed her, but unfortunately, the time had not come yet.

He walked out of the house with Xiao Yanzhou, "Go ahead."

"Your Majesty, the man in the portrait has been caught."

"I wanted to commit suicide, but I was stopped and just sent to the Ministry of Justice. I believe there will be a result after the interrogation."

"Well done." Xiao Yanzhou's eyes were filled with coldness, as if who the murderer was was an unchangeable fact.

"You've been working so hard for so long, go and rest. Then we'll wait for the results of the trial by the Ministry of Justice and make a final decision."

But after speaking, he did not leave.

"What? Do you have something to say?" Xiao Yanzhou saw through his purpose.

After a moment of silence, he asked, "How is your majesty going to decide?"

The emperor has been favoring the Jiang family for a long time, and everyone knows it, but how will he judge now?

Xiao Yanzhou did not rush to respond, nor was he angry because of his questioning. At the same time, he asked himself in his heart, what would he do?

Not only Xiao Yanqing, but even Xiao Yu thought that he would be biased, but this was also the fact.

But why? She never asked me to favor her?

After concentrating for a moment, Xiao Yanzhou gave the answer, "It is difficult to escape the death penalty, and it is difficult to escape the living punishment."

He paused, leaned forward slightly, and said, "Yes, I will take my leave."

After Xiao Yanqing left, he stood quietly under the light.

He had always been like being covered by a layer of black gauze, with no desire for anything except power. It was Xiao Yu who allowed him to see a different side of himself and enjoy the more ordinary joys of the world.

He didn't know when it started, but he could no longer be satisfied with his current happiness, and instead longed for her who could give him happiness.

"He Yi, do you think the murderer is Jiang Zhuo?"

He Yi was slightly startled, perhaps feeling intimidated by his straightforwardness, and spoke cautiously, "I can't quite believe it."

"why?"

"How could a father kill his own daughter with his own hands?" Even if she was not favored, how could a father have the heart to do that?

"You know what? It's precisely because everyone thinks this way that Jiang Zhuo dares to do this recklessly."

He Yi opened his eyes wide in fear, "Does Lord Jiang really want to kill the princess?"

"Maybe he didn't want to kill her, but he didn't care whether she was dead or alive." Now the truth of the matter was revealed, but he always felt that he had missed some important clues.

"But..." He Yi lowered his head and whispered.

"But what?" He looked at He Yi in confusion.

"Your Majesty, I just find it strange that the person who originally set the fire..."

When faced with the person He Yi suddenly mentioned, his heart suddenly trembled.

A most critical person, the cause of the incident is completely disconnected from subsequent events.

The truth was revealed along with thousands of thoughts. If the gunpowder workshop incident was a conspiracy, then there was only one person who could push it forward after the explosion, and that was... Xiao Yu.

He looked straight at her in the room. She actually gambled her life just to let him investigate the matter.

Xiao Yu, it turns out you are seeking revenge!

At this moment, his thoughts brought him back to every moment they were together. It turned out that hatred had been accumulating in her heart for a long time. She was not a person who would swallow her anger, but she could sacrifice small things for big ones.

Xiaoyu, what did they do to you? How terrible was it?

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he reached out and touched her cheek, her warm skin even felt a little hot.

"Xiao Yu, if Brother Zhou helps you accomplish what you want to accomplish, will you believe me?"

He never minded that she found the value she needed by his side, and was even happy that his identity was beneficial to her. What made him sad was that she could not trust his heart.

In her dream, she seemed to hear his questions and feel his touch, but the name she uttered was not his.

"Yan Qing..."

Suddenly, his fingers froze in place, and his breathing seemed to be forced to stop at this moment.

This time, he heard it clearly.

Yan Qing?!

It's Xiao Yanqing's name? Why?!

Even in his dreams, he could hear the tenderness in her voice as she called his name.

Suddenly, the expression on Xiao Yanqing's face when he came here in recent days appeared before his eyes.

He was worried about her, and... he risked his life by rushing into the fire to save her...

It turns out that they...

In an instant, anger that was about to get out of control surged in his blood, and his clenched fists trembled slightly.

He frowned, jealousy and anger blending together, "Xiao Yu... why?"

"Why did you choose him?!"

He questioned in a whisper, but she suddenly reached out and hugged his arm.

Before he could react, she turned around, taking advantage of the situation and moving his body along, forcing him to fall directly onto her pillow.

"Xiao Yu..."

"Yan Qing..." She called him again and subconsciously reached out to hug him.

He noticed that her body was even hotter than usual, "What's wrong, Xiaoyu?"

"My head hurts..."

He quickly touched her forehead, wanting to check on her condition, but he couldn't bear to let go of the hand that was holding him, even though she mistook him for someone else.

"I held it back..." she murmured again.

"What did Xiao Yu hold back?" He asked following her words, hoping that she could give an answer.

After a moment of silence, she responded.

"No...kill him..."

"Kill who?"

Finally she gave this name, Jiang Zhuo.

He suddenly realized that every time she saw the Jiang family, she was not timid or afraid, but was repeatedly suppressing her murderous intent.

Xiao Yu, Brother Zhou will help you, but why can't the person in your heart be me?

In the early morning, she woke up from her dream in a daze, covering her head.

"What's wrong with Xiaoyu?" Xiao Yanzhou hurried forward with concern.

"Yeah...I'm fine, Brother Zhou."

"Does your head still hurt?"

"It seems... a little bit more."

For some reason, she felt Yan Qing's presence yesterday. Was it an illusion?

"Xiao Yu kept complaining of a headache yesterday."

Hearing this, her pupils shrank. Did she say something? Or... did she do something?

She watched his expression change and asked tentatively, "Brother Zhou, I didn't do anything last night, did I?"

The smile on his lips grew, and his eyes fixed on her cheek, "Hmm? Is it possible that Xiaoyu is not very honest when sleeping?"

"..." She blinked blankly. Why did this sentence sound wrong?

It's over! Could it be that she really...

Oh! What should I do?

Seeing her frown, he couldn't help but rub her head, "Haha, Xiaoyu sleeps very well."

"Really?" She turned her gaze to him again, trying to detect the strangeness in his expression.

"real."

Seeing that he was fine, she relaxed a little, "Brother Zhou, I'm fine now, go and rest."

He has been by her side taking care of her since she was injured and has not had a good rest.

He pretended to be wronged, his eyes visibly downcast, "Xiao Yu doesn't want me to accompany you?"

She was stunned, not understanding why he said that. "No, I'm just worried that Brother Zhou is too tired."

Hearing this, the smile on his lips deepened a little, and he doted on her blindly, "Don't worry, Brother Zhou will take good care of himself. We have to wait for Xiaoyu's injuries to recover, and there must be no scars left, understand?"

Hearing the commanding tone, she nodded, her attention still vaguely fixed on his face, the worry in her heart unable to dissipate.