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

In Prince Xiao's mansion, everyone had been searching inside and outside for more than half an hour, knocking out the guards and maids, and finding them disappeared.

There is no doubt that she was the one who kidnapped Zhao Wanqiao.

"Have you found it?" He saw Xiao Wenshu coming back.

"There is no house either."

"Yu'er must have taken Wan Qiao away."

Apart from this answer, he could not think of any other one. She was the only one who could enter and leave the palace freely.

"But why did Qingyu take Wanqiao away?" Xiao Wenshu was puzzled.

He was also extremely anxious and had some bad guesses.

"Your Highness, the princess has not been seen in Huanxiang Pavilion, but there is one less horse in the mansion."

"Yuer took Wanqiao away on horseback?" Where did they go?

But there is no time to delay now, she must be stopped before the situation gets worse.

"Wen Shu will take people to search all the places Yu'er has been to more carefully."

"Yes."

"Qianyun will take people with me to search the city."

"It's Your Highness."

He could only pray that he was overthinking it. Yu'er would never do that. Yu'er had never hurt him and Wen Shu, and would definitely not hurt Zhao Wanqiao.

No, definitely not.

At this time, Xiao Yanzhou in the palace also received the news.

"Are you saying that you saw Xiao Yu taking something out of the city?" Xiao Yanzhou put down the book in his hand and was quite curious.

"Yes, more than an hour later, Prince Xiaowang led people to search, as if they were looking for the princess." The man lying on the ground explained again.

His expression also changed subtly, "Where did Xiao Yu go?"

"There are few people outside the city, and the princess is very alert. She was afraid of being discovered, so she didn't follow. However, I have a discovery, but it has not been confirmed." The man stopped and waited for his instructions.

"Go ahead."

"Yes." The man continued, "I think the things the princess took away looked like people."

"What?" Xiao Yanzhou frowned slightly, feeling incredible about what he heard.

The man lowered his head and said nothing.

He calmed down. He hadn't seen Xiao Yu for more than two months. Could something have happened in Prince Xiao's Mansion?

"Keep watching, and report to me if there are any problems."

"Yes, Your Majesty, I will take my leave."

They always felt that something was fishy, ​​and now they had no one to investigate with, so what was going to happen?

……

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Wanqiao's throat became increasingly hoarse after speaking intermittently for a day and a night.

She swallowed her dry throat, thirst and hunger wearing away her mind. She wanted to drink water but didn't dare ask for it because the princess also listened to her talk for a whole day and night without eating or drinking and didn't kill her.

She stopped talking and looked at her beside her. The princess looked out the window from time to time, and no one knew what she was thinking.

Day and night passed, and in the long night, no matter what she said, the princess did not respond. She listened patiently, sometimes asking questions, and sometimes laughing coldly.

"Don't you want to talk about it anymore?" Qing Yu turned around and looked at her with a smile.

"I don't understand, why does the princess... want to listen to this?" In Zhao Wanqiao's opinion, listening to the past of her lover and other women should not be a happy thing.

Her pupils moved slightly, her dark eyes concealing unknown emotions, "I want to hear what a happy childhood is like."

"It's wonderful to have the love of parents and his company." She was very envious and jealous. She was jealous that she missed out on participating in Yan Qing's childhood and jealous that she had lost the best version of herself.

Zhao Wanqiao looked at her. For some reason, even though he was kidnapped by her, he could still feel that she once had a gentle heart, which was now covered by something terrible. He felt sorry for her, but could not blame her.

"What do you want to say?" She could see that Zhao Wanqiao was hesitant to speak.

Zhao Wanqiao was stunned, thinking that she was so amazing, she could always see through people's hearts at a glance.

"I heard Wen talk about some of the princess's stories... I wanted to comfort the princess, but I found that I had no way to guarantee that the days ahead would be filled with happiness, nor did I have the ability to resolve the pain I endured in my childhood. For a moment, I didn't know how to start."

After hearing what Zhao Wanqiao said, she was stunned for a moment, and then laughed out loud, "Hehehe..."

Zhao Wanqiao didn't know why she was laughing. She didn't understand and just looked at her.

"Zhao Wanqiao..." She suddenly called Zhao Wanqiao's name, "It's a pity that we met in this capacity."

"It's about time. I'm tired of hearing that."

She drew the dagger in her hand and slowly approached him.

Realizing her intention, Zhao Wanqiao instantly became nervous in his numb heart.

"Princess, there is still a chance to start over. I won't say anything when I go back. I won't tell Brother Yan or Wen Shu."

"Please let me go!" Tears flowed out in panic, and tears dripped down her delicate skin.

Seeing the sharp sword blade already on his neck, Zhao Wanqiao felt pain and blood gradually gushed out. His instinct for survival began to struggle and despair permeated his pupils.

"I beg you... I just want to live, is that wrong?" The final plea turned into unwilling anger.

"I just want to be with the only people I can call family. Is that wrong?"

"Do I deserve to die?! Why?!"

Zhao Wanqiao asked her heartbreakingly, and she stood there in confusion.

She had heard these words before, but where?

Yes, she said so herself, and Jiang Qingyu also said so, and they had both begged others in this way.

Why is it always like this? Fate has brought them together again? Now it is up to me to make the decision.

In a blink of an eye, she noticed a faint scar under Zhao Wanqiao's clothes.

"Why is there a scar?" She asked this question dully.

"It's been five years. I've been on the run for five years. I suffered a lot before I found Brother Yan. I tried hard to survive. Why is fate always so unfair? Why?!"

It turns out that she was also someone who climbed out of the abyss. They were all like this. She was not wrong, and no one was wrong.

She slowly let go of the dagger. She shouldn't die. Just like her, she had to live.

"Bang!" With a loud noise, the door was kicked open.

Xiao Yanqing and his men rushed in, locked onto the cold blade, and mistakenly thought that she was about to stab Zhao Wanqiao.

In just a blink of an eye, he knocked the dagger out of her hand and stood in front of her.

"Brother Yan!" As soon as she saw him, Zhao Wanqiao could no longer control herself and broke down crying.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here." While comforting Zhao Wanqiao, he gave an order, "Watch her. If she makes any move, arrest her immediately."

She was standing aside, holding her wrist that was injured by him. The voice chilled her to the bone. It was not until the guards surrounded her vigilantly that she realized that the person he was talking about was her.

He untied the ropes that bound Zhao Wanqiao's body, leaving bruises on her skin. He looked back with anger surging in his chest.

She looked at him glaring at her, angry and sad, but without hatred.

Was she afraid that he would hate her? Or did she hope that he would hate her? She didn't know, but at least it was better than this kind of love that was forever missing.

He wanted to say something, but because Zhao Wanzhou, who was frightened and out of her mind, was hugging him tightly, after hesitating, he decided to carry her out.

She watched his back as he left, then turned her gaze to the dagger that had fallen to the ground. She slowly bent over and picked it up without saying a word.

The guards didn't feel relieved until she put the sword back into the hilt. After all, they were violent with the princess, and they would be dead if they hurt her.