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

He was flattered by the sudden hug and for some reason, tears filled his eyes.

These past few days were so painful and torturous that she seldom spoke to herself, let alone hugged him. She kept him far away from herself, as if he was dispensable.

"What's wrong, Yanqing?" She wiped the tears from his eyes and held his face lovingly.

He smiled and shook his head, then covered her hand and kissed it, "Yu'er has been very cold to me these past few days. I thought you didn't want me anymore."

Seeing this, she slowly moved closer to his lips and kissed him like flowing water.

"I love Yan Qing. If I can't feel Yan Qing's love, I don't know what to do."

The arm around her tightened again, "It's my fault, I hurt Yu'er, I'm sorry Yu'er..."

She kissed him again to stop him from apologizing. She was not afraid of the pain or sadness, but she was afraid that he didn't love her, that he didn't love her enough, and that he had someone else in his heart.

The kiss deepened again and again, and he followed her wishes, hugging her body, pressing their skin against hers and their lips against hers.

Intense kisses and rapid breathing drive each other's heartbeats, immersed in the hot pool of love, closer and longer.

"Yu'er...did I hurt you just now?"

She shook her head and saw that he stopped kissing her passionately. She held her right hand on his ear and pinched his ear.

"Don't you want to continue?"

"I do...very much."

"May I?"

Yu'er was angry, and he didn't dare to touch her. What if Yu'er didn't want to and got even angrier?

"Yes...Okay."

She pinched his face again and ran her fingertips through his hair.

The changes in his body, his heavy breathing, his flushed skin, all told her how much he wanted her.

The passionate eyes looked at him, taking away his reason, and the lips wrapped around his, the kiss went deeper and deeper.

It was so strong that it penetrated into the bones, and it took over every inch of the body and demanded it.

I want to get close to her and let her attach everything to my perception. Only in this way can I convey to my heart that they are together.

With fingers intertwined, there is no longer any distance, no longer anything separating us.

"Yu'er... does your injury still hurt?" The gauze on her fair wrist pierced his heart.

"It doesn't hurt, Yan Qing...you...you're hugging me too tight." She was even a little breathless and was about to melt along with the love.

He relaxed his grip slightly, but still couldn't bear to separate them, and kissed her lips lovingly.

"Sorry Yuer...you can bite me again if you are angry..."

Blinking, she noted the bite on his wrist, a circle of purple.

It shows how hard she bit it.

She kissed the scar, and although she didn't say anything, it seemed as if she was telling him that she felt heartbroken.

"Yu'er, I love you."

"I love you, too, Yanqing."

The breath flows and the feelings are expressed to each other.

I don’t know how long they stayed in bed, I only know that when she woke up, it was dark again.

He arranged the meal and returned to hug her on the pillow again, intoxicated by the lingering warmth.

"Yu'er, are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." She responded obediently, leaning against his chest.

"Yan Qing, have you got any clues recently?"

Yan Qing had not mentioned the current situation to her today, and as far as she knew, there should be no such thing.

She gently smoothed the hair entangled in her fingers, "Not yet. The two uncles have not revealed any flaws. We are keeping an eye on them now."

Hearing this, her eyes darkened and she didn't say anything else. I wonder what she was thinking.

"It will be soon, don't worry, Yu'er."

He pursed his lips, and after careful consideration, he said, "Yu'er, after Fuling is arranged, ask someone to send Wanzhou back."

Her bright eyes met his, and she smiled, "Yan Qing, make your own decision."

The hand around her waist tightened subconsciously. Was it telling him that she would not interfere with his decision?

"I will take care of it and won't let Yuer suffer any injustice again."

……

A week later.

From that day on, she became much more affectionate towards him, although she still couldn't go back to the way she used to be, calling his name and sticking to him, but for him, at least she no longer ignored him.

There was always a distance between them in their hearts, a distance that he could not get close to, but he had enough patience to make up for it and wait for Yu'er to truly forgive him.

The only thing that remained unchanged was that she still refused to return to the palace and resisted taking medicine.

He almost stayed in the mansion. If they wanted her to take the medicine, it would take some effort for the three of them. However, it was relatively easy for Zhou Yian.

The sky was dyed black, and the quiet moonlight illuminated the eaves, with mottled shadows overlapping each other.

She lay on the building, staring at the guards roaming outside the house, patiently waiting for the right opportunity.

In less than half an hour, the four patrolling guards determined that their target was in the inner room.

In a moment, the slightest movement attracted the guards' attention.

She seized the opportunity and jumped in through the window silently.

He aimed at the figure on the bed, without any hesitation, raised the dagger in his hand and stabbed the man in the quilt.

The man seemed to have noticed it and dodged her attack in the blink of an eye. Before the man could call for help, she grabbed the man's collar and kicked him in the leg.

The man's legs went limp and he fell to his knees, the dagger at his neck.

"Wait!" The man stopped her in panic, "What do you want? Money, fame, I can give you everything!"

"Haha." She chuckled, "Do you think I need it?"

The man saw her face clearly in shock. Who wouldn't recognize her bewitching yet delicate appearance?

"Princess?!"

Obviously, she didn't intend to waste any words, so she swung the blade and stabbed the man's throat with one strike.

“Why…why…” The man widened his eyes, covered his bleeding throat, and uttered his last words.

"Why?" Her dark pupils turned to the blood-stained blade.

"You have done many evil things in your life. Go to the underworld and ask the people who died in your hands."

As she turned around, her light red sleeves moved, and the expensive white jade bracelet dangled on her wrist, leaving only a gust of breeze as she disappeared into the darkness.

Zhou Yian, who had led the guards away, was already waiting outside.

Seeing her running towards me, jumping and skipping, the smile on my face froze instantly before I could even feel happy.

"Qing Yu...you're going to go there dressed like this?!"

She was wearing a light red skirt and a white undershirt. Was she hoping that no one would see her committing a crime? !

"Yes." She curved her eyebrows into crescent shapes and opened her dress.

"Doesn't it look good?"

Zhou Yian frowned and exclaimed, "It's not about whether it looks good or not, it's about... you have to hide yourself as much as possible to reduce the danger! Weren't you wearing black clothes in the past few days? And you didn't even wear a mask today!"

In just seven days, Qing Yu had helped him complete five tasks. He had to admit that his efficiency was better than his. But why didn't he even pretend? He was so unscrupulous.

"It doesn't matter. If you see me, then... you will definitely die, hehe..."

Her playful attitude and creepy joy made him even more certain that Qingyu must have a purpose in helping him.

"Qing Yu, if I am discovered, His Highness will definitely kill me!"

"This is my choice and has nothing to do with him." She took the handkerchief handed to her by Zhou Yian and wiped the dagger in her hand without any care.

"When will the next time be?" This is the question that concerns her most.

Seeing this, he poured out the pills in his hand and handed them to her. This was the prerequisite for the next mission.

After careful consideration, she took it in her hand, but she didn't want to eat it at all.

Zhou Yian saw what she meant, "Don't try to fool me. If I find out, I won't let you go."

She pursed her lips, looked at the pill, and swallowed it without hesitation.

"When?" she asked again.

"Have you seen any physical changes recently?"

Seeing that he still wanted to know, she frowned in dissatisfaction, "I have already eaten."

What she meant was that a mission could only allow her to do one thing.

"You have to tell me, this is the process." Zhou Yian smiled comfortably. He had to find out as much as possible about the cause of the disease.

After a short silence, she answered truthfully, "Recently, I can hear fewer sounds clearly. Sometimes I have a headache, and sometimes my chest hurts."

"Okay, I'll tell you before we go on the mission."