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

Qing Yu analyzed the current situation in her mind. She had to see it with her own eyes before she would have a chance to fight to the death.

"Qianyun, wait here for my instructions."

"But Princess, His Highness wants me..." He didn't move an inch.

Qian Yun hadn't finished speaking yet, and looked at her in a daze as she jumped onto the building.

Instantly, she found a hiding place and examined the situation below.

There were two more guards in the inner room, making a total of four people. Jiang Zhuo was talking to Yan Qing.

At this moment, Jiang Zhuo punched Xiao Yanqing in the face.

"This is what I'm returning to you." Jiang Zhuo pointed to the bloody scratch on his neck.

Xiao Yanqing, who took the punch, did not move at all, nor did he react at all, "Master Jiang really has no strength at all."

She stared at the scene with her eyes wide open, her rapid and unsteady breath stuck in her chest, and her fists were clenched and shaking.

Bastard! How dare you hurt Yan Qing! Hateful! So hateful! Jiang Zhuo! I want you to live a life worse than death!

In a blink of an eye, she noticed the fire starter on Jiang Zhuo's waist. Every guard should have one.

Without any hesitation, she jumped off the house.

He immediately instructed Qianyun, "Get rid of them."

Qian Yun nodded in understanding, but could not ignore her voice which was colder than ever.

The two men came to the front of the house, and in an instant, they covered their mouths and died in front of them without any resistance.

"There are two guards inside. Pay attention to the fire starters on them. I will deal with Jiang Zhuo from above. Wait for the right moment."

"Yes." Qian Yun felt a chill in his heart. What happened to the princess?

Qing Yu came to the house again, and he immediately noticed her on the eaves.

She used the dim candlelight to signal Yan Qing, and he understood immediately.

But at this moment, Jiang Zhuo seemed to sense something and was about to turn back.

Suddenly, he took action to deal with the guard closest to him.

Jiang Zhuo noticed something was wrong, raised the lit fire stick high, and rebuked loudly, "Xiao Yanqing! Are you really not afraid of death!"

What he got was not his response, but a moment of suppression. Qing Yu jumped off the room, subdued his hand holding the fire starter, and hit him hard on the back of the head with the hilt of the sword.

At the same time, Qianyun also rushed in to deal with the remaining guards.

"Your Highness, I am late." I didn't expect that such a difficult threat could be solved simply and roughly by the princess.

He didn't have time to respond, his eyes were completely fixed on her lying on the ground.

She held Jiang Zhuo down and punched him in the face again and again, the skin on her fist bleeding with every punch.

Even though Jiang Zhuo had already fainted and lost consciousness, she still had no intention of stopping. Even the house was echoing with the sound of her fists swinging and fists hitting bones.

"Asshole! How dare you hit him! Hateful! Hateful!"

"I want you to die!" She cursed under her breath and gritted her teeth as if she had lost her mind.

Suddenly, warm hands grasped her waving fists.

"Yu'er."

Without waiting for her response, he picked her up with his other hand.

They were worried that she might hurt her hand, and they were really uneasy in a house full of gunpowder.

She looked straight at the person in front of her, and her face, which had looked slightly ferocious in anger, finally returned to its former gentleness.

"Yan Qing..."

He took out a handkerchief to wipe her hands and calm her restless emotions. "Yu'er, bear with it for a while. We will settle down first. There will be time later."

But those bright eyes stared straight at the corner of his injured lips, full of heartache, "Yan Qing, he hit you."

"Haha, it doesn't hurt, Yu'er."

Her eyes instantly turned red and tears welled up in her eyes. "It obviously hurts."

"Yuer..." He hugged her with heartache. It turned out that she was worried about him and was venting her anger for him.

I was only hit once, but what about her? Countless slaps, countless lashes with sticks?

He couldn't bear to think about how her petite body managed to survive the torture time and time again.

"Yu'er is very brave and powerful."

It’s my persistence and hard work to live until now that gave me the opportunity to meet her.

"But I'm late..." Her voice gradually choked up, thinking he was referring to the action just now.

"Bu Yuer, I'm late, it's me..."

If only I had met her earlier, she wouldn't have to live in such agony.

She didn't understand the meaning of the words and just sobbed on his shoulder.

He held her body tightly and walked out.

Jiang Zhuo, be prepared to face the hell of the rest of your life!

……

Xiao Wenshu and Zhou Yian, who were searching for Hua Niang, seized the opportunity and followed Qing Yu's instructions to come to this place, Jiang Mansion.

In an inconspicuous storage room in the backyard of the Jiang Mansion, Hua Niang was found covered in wounds, and she was taken back to the palace for treatment.

After Zhou Yian gave the acupuncture, he handed the rest to the doctor to bandage the external wound and then left.

"Jiang Zhuo was really ruthless."

"What happened?" Xiao Wenshu asked hurriedly.

"Fortunately, there are no internal injuries. I'm afraid I'll have to rest for more than half a month."

Xiao Wenshu couldn't help but be curious, "How can Qingyu be sure that Hua Niang is in Jiang's house?"

Zhou Yian smiled and explained, "Because, there we can hand Hua Niang over to Your Majesty in the shortest time possible."

"So that's how it is. In order to capture Jiang Zhuo, the Jiang Mansion has always had guards from the palace guarding it."

"But, how can Qingyu be sure that Hua Niang is in that inconspicuous house?" Now it was Zhou Yian's turn to be confused.

Xiao Wenshu sighed deeply, as if a stone was blocking his heart. "I think Qingyu is often imprisoned there by Jiang Zhuo to be punished."

Zhou Yian's heart sank suddenly. He knew something about Qing Yu's miserable childhood from Wen Shu. He couldn't accept that it was his biological father who did it. He couldn't accept even more that this was the pain he had been feeling for the past sixteen years.

"Wenshu, Your Highness, do you know the details of Qingyu's experience?"

Xiao Wenshu shook his head. "Qingyu didn't say much. Brother was afraid that Qingyu would feel uncomfortable, so he didn't ask too many questions."

Zhou Yian folded his arms and leaned against the wall. If he knew what happened in the past, it would be much easier to find out the cause of Qing Yu's illness.

While they were talking, their eyes never left the door until they heard the sound of a carriage coming from that direction.

"Brother and Qingyu are back!" The two of them hurried forward to greet them.

Xiao Yanqing carried her out of the carriage and made sure she was standing firmly before letting go of her arms.

"Brother, Qingyu, what's the situation?" Xiao Wenshu asked impatiently.

"Thanks to Yu'er, everything went smoothly." A warm smile spread across his brows, and he was reluctant to take his eyes off her face.

Qing Yu's eyes smiled into crescents, and the corners of her lips curved up as she was praised by him, "It went very smoothly!"

"Where's Hua Niang? Have you found her?" He turned to them and put away his smile.

"We found him. He suffered a lot of injuries, but he's not seriously injured. He's been placed inside the house."

"it is good."

"Then...Jiang Zhuo?" Xiao Wenshu asked cautiously.

"He has been locked up in a hidden place."

Xiao Wenshu was a little worried. It seemed that he had not brought the item back to the palace. "Will Jiang Zhuo find a chance..."

"Don't worry, he won't wake up for a while."

Xiao Wenshu was stunned. He won’t wake up. What does this mean?

"Go and rest first. Today's mission was a success."

"Yes."

"Yuer, can we go tomorrow?" He was worried that she would be anxious.

She just nodded obediently and stroked his cheek, "Yan Qing, I'll help you apply the medicine."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Yu'er."

The two watched the voices gradually fade away.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Wenshu saw Zhou Yian staring at their backs.

"Why do I feel like Qingyu is not in a good mood?"

"Huh? Really? Why didn't I see that?"

Zhou Yian's mind was spinning. Was it suppressed anger? Or was it just too much excitement? This was obviously different from the last time he carried out the mission.