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

The wind was cold, the carriages along the road were moving further and further away, and the streets were empty.

Suddenly, a woman passing by her bumped into her unexpectedly.

Her body tilted slightly, and the guard quickly stepped forward to support her, looking at the woman beside her with vigilant eyes.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" The woman apologized several times and then ran away.

"Princess, are you okay?" the guard asked anxiously, checking to see if she was injured.

She shook her head. "No problem."

He stared at the woman's disappearing figure and gestured, "Let's take the carriage back home."

"Yes."

Qing Yu sat in the carriage and looked at the curtain slowly falling.

After making sure she wasn't discovered, she lowered her head to the extra note in her hand, which was the one the woman had just stuffed into her hand.

She opened the note in confusion, and when she saw the words on it, her face changed slightly, and Jiang Zhuo's plan gradually appeared in her mind.

The strip of cloth read: If you want to know the cause of your mother's death, come to the harem to see me alone tomorrow evening.

one person…

Was it Zheng Linhan? Jiang Zhuo must have told her the "cause of her mother's death".

Even though she knew it was a trap to lure her, she was still hesitant in her heart. Should she tell Yan Qing? Should she go?

What was their purpose? To set a trap and then kill her?

She quickly rejected this guess. If they wanted to kill her, it didn't have to be done inside the palace. It would be more convenient outside the palace. Perhaps Zheng Linhan was the real murderer.

Countless questions flooded her mind, and how should she choose?

Until late at night, she was buried in his arms and couldn't fall asleep.

"Can't you sleep, Yu'er?"

She snorted softly, "Yan Qing, what kind of place is the cold palace?"

The hand that was patting her back suddenly stopped, and he lowered his head to meet her eyes with some surprise, "Yuer, why are you asking this suddenly?"

"I'm just wondering, would Zheng Linhan be willing to stay in the cold palace forever?"

Hearing this, his tense nerves finally relaxed. "Based on what I know about her, no."

So, this is what he is worried about now, Jiang Zhuo and Zheng Linhan will not give up.

"Can you escape?"

"kindness?"

She wondered, "Jiang Zhuo is in the dungeon, Zheng Linhan is in the cold palace, can they escape?"

“It would be difficult without outside help.”

That's right, even if their plan succeeds, can Jiang Zhuo get out of the dungeon? Can Zheng Linhan get out of the cold palace?

In other words, is there any strategy that can help them get out of their current predicament?

Seeing her silent, he became more and more panicked.

Besides, she went out today and met He Yi. He had asked twice, but he still couldn't feel at ease.

"Yu'er, tell me, do you know something?"

After a short silence, she slowly said, "Yan Qing, Jiang Mo is crazy."

He was slightly stunned, knowing that Yu'er had gone to the prison to see Jiang Mo, and he had also inquired about Jiang Mo's situation in prison.

It is said that according to His Majesty’s will, he will not be allowed to die, but will be made to suffer endless pain.

"He deserves it."

"But I don't feel anything. I don't feel happy, nor sad, nothing." This inner emptiness was pressing on her chest, making her confused and helpless.

"So I wonder, if I knew the truth and got my revenge, would I feel happy?"

Suddenly he cupped her cheeks and kissed her gently, their lips pressed together, and the warmth penetrated little by little into the missing part of her heart, like an hourglass, gradually filling up.

He slowly released her lips, "Yu'er, can you feel anything?"

She nodded, a smile on her face, "It's warm and sweet. I like it very much."

"So, Yu'er is not without feelings. I understand Yu'er's distress. Can we find the answer together?"

Yes, now all her feelings are given by him, she can't live without him, she should eliminate all crises.

"Okay." She agreed obediently.

"No matter what the answer is, I will stand by Yu'er and face it together with her."

"I am also Yan Qing. I will always stand by you."

As long as you love me, I am willing to do anything for you.

"Yan Qing."

"I'm here."

"I want a kiss." She looked up at him. She liked him kissing her, she always liked it.

"Okay." A doting smile appeared on his face. He lowered his head and slowly approached her tempting red lips and kissed her.

The whispers were gentle and close, rubbing against each other's ears, lingering and accompanying them to sleep.

……

Early in the morning, Xiao Yanqing got up early because of the busy government affairs today.

He turned his body slightly, and she murmured in protest under the quilt.

He hugged her tightly, reluctantly, and tried to comfort her again and again. Now, her arms in embrace and her body curled up in his arms were all weapons to keep him.

He was reluctant to wake her up, but still greedily kissed her lips, eyebrows, and cheeks many times.

Admiring her adorable appearance as she slept, I finally covered her with the quilt and left.

He told Wen Shu and Yi An to take good care of her until he came back.

When Qing Yu woke up and touched the cold quilt, he had already left.

Only then did I learn that he had some government affairs to attend to at tomorrow's ceremony and would not be back until the evening.

Only Wen Shu and Zhou Yian stayed by her side and supervised her taking medicine.

She stared blankly at the turbid potion swaying in the cold wind and listened to their comforting words in her ears.

Yan Qing...

Recalling yesterday's conversation, she wanted to know the truth behind everything, and she wanted to know whether Jiang Qingyu would feel happy by doing that.

"Qingyu, what's wrong?" Xiao Wenshu called her, seeing that she showed no intention of taking the medicine.

Qingyu is unhappy when his brother is not around.

Zhou Yian, who was watching her from the side, suggested, "Qingyu, if you drink the medicine, I will practice sword with you."

If she is a person who pursues growth, she will never miss the opportunity to compete with others.

Her eyes finally regained their luster and fixed on Zhou Yian's face, "Really?"

"Really." Zhou Yian confirmed again.

Seeing this, she picked up the medicine and drank it all.

In the afternoon, Zhou Yian fulfilled his promise to her and accompanied her in practicing sword.

After the battle, she discovered that Zhou Yian and Yan Qing’s states of competition were very different. They were not soldiers but real killers.

Every sword and every move was more decisive and ruthless, with fierce force. In addition, he had no extra emotions towards her, so it could be considered a fair duel.

During the competition, she kept thinking that even if Zheng Linhan wanted to frame her, she could survive.

But what should she do since she promised Yan Qing that they would face it together?

It seemed that only if she went there alone would she have the chance to know the truth of that year, although the hope was slim.