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

Xiao Yanqing came to the house where Zhao Wanqiao lived and everyone was locked outside.

"What happened?" He saw Xiao Wenshu with a sad face.

"Brother." Xiao Wenshu sighed, "Wan Qiao kept asking me who Qing Yu was. I couldn't hide it anymore, so I told him everything."

"If you can't accept the blow for a while..."

Hearing the sad crying coming from inside, I understood the situation.

"Evening Joe, open the door."

There was silence for a while, and there was no sound except crying.

"If you don't open the door, I will just barge in."

After hearing this, the door opened after a while.

Zhao Wanqiao sat back in her seat, turned her head away and cried silently.

"Wan Qiao knows everything?"

"Yes, is this the reason why Brother Yan didn't bring me back?" She looked at him with tears on her cheeks, and this look carried endless sadness.

He saw it all, and apart from guilt, he had no other emotions. "Well, I wanted to tell you when you're better."

"I understand. After five years, I can feel that Brother Yan is different from before. Everything in the world is unpredictable, and so are people's hearts. I just still hold on to a glimmer of hope."

"I'm sorry, Wanqiao. It's different than before, but Wanqiao is a relative for me who has risked her life for me."

"My dear ones... I thought I was a superfluous person and shouldn't disturb Brother Yan's life, but unfortunately I have nowhere else to go." Bitterness spread in my heart.

She even felt that she was incompetent. If she could stand on her own, she wouldn't have to rely on others.

"Late Joe!" he suddenly shouted, angry at such self-righteous words.

She was shocked, but she heard him continue: "Now there are only three of us left from our two families, so we should rely on each other, understand?"

Perhaps she had not expected him to be so harsh, and her tears stopped abruptly, and she replied fearfully, "Yes, I understand."

"Take good care of your injuries and don't think about anything. I will take good care of you."

"When I get better... Brother Yan will send me away?"

She was aware of her situation, but she was also worried that he would send her away. After five years of wandering, she was afraid.

"No," he denied.

But she was not happy about it. "Brother Yan, I have learned a lot this year. Who would tolerate a woman with whom they have had a relationship living under the same roof?"

She knew no woman would be willing to do that.

"I promise you, we will live a good life together."

"really?"

"When have I ever lied to you?"

Finally, a faint smile appeared on her face. Compared with losing her love, she was more afraid of losing her family again and being left alone.

"Have a good rest. Tell the servants if you need anything." After giving the instructions, he turned and left.

Seeing his brother leave, Xiao Wenshu knocked on her door worriedly, "Wanqiao, are you okay?"

She quickly wiped her tears and nodded.

"Wanqiao, don't be sad. It's been five years and your brother is no longer the same." Xiao Wenshu looked a little sad. He was very happy that Wanqiao came back alive, but his current situation also made him sad.

"Brother Yan wants more than ever..."

"Hard and irritable, right?" He looked bitter but with a hint of smile.

She nodded. In her impression, Brother Yan was calm in the face of adversity, but he was very gentle and considerate at heart, just like Aunt Liu. But now...

"Wan Qiao, if it weren't for your brother's scheming over the past five or six years, how could we have reached our current position?"

What a huge gap there is between the war king who fought on the battlefield and the ruler and his ministers who play power games today.

"My brother's gentle transformation happened only after he met Qingyu..." He stopped talking here and did not continue.

She turned to Wen Shu and suddenly realized that she had thought things were too simple.

"Wen Shu, can you tell me everything that happened over the years?"

I only know that the princess is Brother Yan’s lover, but I don’t know the process of change.

"But..." He hesitated a little and didn't want to provoke her anymore.

"Wenshu, I'm ready. Maybe if I know everything, I'll understand."

Seeing that she insisted, he did not refuse again, "Okay."

……

"Yuer, I'm back." When he rushed back, he saw her sitting beside him waiting patiently.

"Yan Qing." She still ran towards him with a smile, but he was the one who hugged her first.

"I told her everything."

"She must be very sad." The husband who was destined to marry her is now living with another woman.

"But I only have Yu'er in my heart, and I only love Yu'er."

He picked her up, walked to the cupboard, fumbled for the bottle of ointment, laid her gently on the bed, and opened her hand that was bleeding from scratching.

"I'm sorry, Yu'er...you hit me and scold me when you are angry." He knelt on one leg and carefully applied the ointment for her.

She just looked at him in silence, listening to him comforting her word by word, until he finished applying the medicine and kissed her fingers with heartache.

"Yuer can vent his anger anytime he wants."

The two looked at each other affectionately, with affection intertwined in their pupils. She saw his heartache, self-blame, and uneasiness.

Her fingers gently touched the skin of his cheek, "Are you scared, Yan Qing?"

"I'm afraid. I'm afraid that Yu'er will be sad. I'm afraid that Yu'er...will no longer love me."

Afraid, he was so afraid. He thought he was prepared to deal with it all, but the moment she appeared today, he realized how panicked he was.

The sincere look scratched her heart and made her feel uncomfortable. She leaned over and hugged him, not wanting him to experience the panic that had happened countless times before.

"Yan Qing, I love you. It won't change. It will never change."

My frozen heart melted little by little in her active embrace. I felt her familiar fragrance filling my nose and the warmth of her skin wrapping me.

He picked her up and dumped her on the bed, holding her under him, pressing her close, and attacking her lips with an intense, suffocating kiss.

The heartbeats accelerated again and again along with the shy voice, and gradually, they took off each other's clothes. His lips slid over every inch of her exposed skin, which turned from white to crimson little by little.

"Yan Qing..." She called his name affectionately, and with every breath, their souls came closer.

He slowed down his movements and kissed the back of her hand. The shocking wound was engraved in his heart.

"How are you going to punish me..."

"punish…"

"I hid it from Yu'er... and let Yu'er get hurt." It was obviously his fault, so he should be the one to be punished.

The corners of her lips were drawn up in a bewitching smile, and she lowered her eyes and moved her lips close to his, but did not kiss him.

Slowly speaking, "Then, as a punishment, Yan Qing is not allowed to touch me for the time being."

Suddenly, the hand holding her exerted force.

"Yan Qing!" He came suddenly, closed his eyes tightly, and began to breathe faster.

Until she calmed down and opened her eyes, she met his aggrieved gaze.

He buried his head in the crook of her neck and hugged her tightly, "No! Yu'er, don't push me away like this... Everything else is fine except this, okay? Don't do this..."

Her pitiful appearance made her feel distressed, but when she thought that she was the only one who could see such a lovely Yan Qing, she seemed to be less angry.

"Okay, Yan Qing, just remember what you promised me."

He raised his head slightly, and seeing this, she kissed his lips, "I just want Yan Qing to do it."

"Yu'er, believe me, I love you, and you are the only one in my heart."

Hearing his promise, she responded to his love.

His reason was gradually taken away as he immersed himself in her body, feeling the surging blood and the stimulation to his heart, which was like mountains rising and falling one after another.