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

The two of them had fun all the way back to the dormitory. On the way, she kept an eye on his condition. His mood didn't seem to change as expected, but instead he felt inexplicably happy.

"Yu'er, why are you looking at me like that?" He ruffled her hair, her scorching gaze fixed on his face.

"Yan Qing seems to be in a good mood." Even though the murderer hasn't been found yet, I thought Yan Qing would be sad.

He curled the corners of his lips, a smile seeping into his eyes, "Now that the scope has been narrowed down, it is not easy. Besides, Yu'er cared about me just now, I was very happy."

She blinked. Whenever someone hurt him, she would feel very angry, with uncontrollable rage, as if she was the only one who could hurt him.

"But if my face gets hurt, will Yuer dislike me?" Seeing how concerned she was, I couldn't help but feel a little worried.

She smiled and held his face, "Haha, no, but you can't let others hurt Yan Qing."

"Haha, thank you Yu'er for protecting me like this."

Back in the dormitory, he held her on his lap, and they looked into each other's affectionate eyes.

"Yuer, can you tell me why you want to be a killer?" He suddenly asked the question that had been bothering him for days.

Facing his question, she was not surprised, "Will Yan Qing find it annoying?"

He shook his head and denied it. "I'm worried that Yu'er will get hurt, and I also want to know what Yu'er is thinking."

This time she didn't hide it and said frankly, "There are some things Yan Qing doesn't want me to do, but it's painful to endure it, so maybe it would be good to divert attention."

He was slightly stunned. Did he mean to get rid of Zhao Wanqiao? So Yu'er didn't want to return to the palace?

The arms wrapped around her waist tightened, and he leaned against her chest, telling her every word seriously.

"Everything that Yu'er cares about will never disappear and will never change. I promise again that everything that hurt Yu'er before will never happen again."

"Yan Qing, I'll wait for you to fulfill all your promises."

He held her wrist, which still had scars, and kissed it again and again, "Okay, I will."

After the two returned to Yongqing City, they continued to investigate the follow-up events. Apart from the two difficult imperial uncles, there seemed to be no better choice.

But today the emperor suddenly invited him out of the city to handle some matters, which was relatively urgent.

"Yu'er, His Majesty asked me to go out and handle some business. I may be back late." He told her about his itinerary.

After returning from that day, the two of them gradually became sweeter, and he could feel that the gap between each other's hearts was gradually narrowing.

"Okay, wait for Yan Qing to come back."

The two kissed sweetly. Although they were reluctant to leave, they were also quite helpless and stood outside to watch Yan Qing leave.

I thought today would be a leisurely day, but unexpectedly He Yi came to visit suddenly and said that Brother Zhou had something urgent to discuss with her.

After entering the palace, she followed He Yi to the archery range and the delicious food that had been prepared in advance.

"Huh? So this is the emergency that Brother Zhou mentioned?" She blinked and looked at Xiao Yanzhou in confusion.

Xiao Yanzhou smiled contentedly, not minding being exposed by her, "The tribute fruits and delicacies, wouldn't it be a pity if I don't invite Xiao Yu to enjoy them together?"

She nodded repeatedly, thinking it made sense, but a question flashed through her mind.

Did Brother Zhou deliberately send Yan Qing away? Or was she overthinking?

He rubbed her head and said, "Actually, I just miss Xiaoyu. Xiaoyu left suddenly last time, and I was a little sad."

Seeing him lower his eyebrows and look a little aggrieved, she interrupted her thoughts and explained with a smile, "I will tell Brother Zhou in person next time."

Hearing this, he smiled again and looked at her rosy face. Could it be that they had solved the problem?

Thinking of this, an ambiguous light flashed in his eyes, and his heart seemed to be suffocated and unable to dissipate.

"It's been a long time since I went archery with Brother Zhou." She picked up the prepared bow and arrow and pulled it tentatively.

"Yes, let Brother Zhou see if Xiaoyu has made progress again."

Whenever they met, they would practice archery and compete in martial arts as long as they had time.

She could feel that Brother Zhou was holding back on her. A fight always involved more defense. Perhaps her swordsmanship was not good enough for Brother Zhou to take her too seriously.

The two were also competing and enjoying the food, but the danger to the other party was slowly approaching.

Zhao Wanqiao saw a letter on the table.

He opened it out of curiosity and his face changed slightly when he read the content.

She was still suspicious, but after some confirmation, she found that she was the only one in the mansion, while Xiao Wenshu and Zhou Yian were not there.

After asking, I learned that Brother Yan also had important matters to deal with, so he left Yongqing City temporarily and would not be back until the evening.

She clenched the letter in her hand, and couldn't help wondering in her mind, should she go to the appointment?

……

Suddenly, Qing Yu came out of the palace after the event. Xiao Yanzhou wanted to keep her for a few more days.

She declined politely, and Brother Zhou didn't say anything else. He just told her that he was always there and she could come anytime she wanted.

On the carriage.

"Is there any event going on on that street today?" she asked the guard driving the horse.

Today I have been hearing the maids mention that there is a lively parade outside the palace, and I feel sorry for not being able to participate.

"Yes, Princess. Would you like to go and take a look?" The guard asked for her opinion.

She noticed the time and thought Yan Qing might not be back for a while, and there didn't seem to be anything to worry about if he went back.

"Okay, let's go."

After a while, the surroundings were gradually filled with a noisy and lively atmosphere. As it was inconvenient for the carriage to drive along the way, he got off the carriage.

She walked forward curiously and took a look at the lion dance and the many acrobatics being performed on the road, but the crowds were so dense and surging that in the blink of an eye she was sucked into the crowd.

As she likes fun, she doesn't mind.

But at this moment, a chill suddenly came from behind her, and she turned back subconsciously, alert.

A sharp sword reflecting the light and shadow of death stabbed straight into her abdomen.

His pupils constricted and he reacted quickly, suppressing the black-clad man's wrist to stop the sharp sword.

Looking at the man in front of me, I couldn't tell his background because his face was covered.

The man did not give up. He grabbed her hand and prepared to stab her again, not caring about hurting others by mistake.

The man's purpose was obvious: to kill her.

Due to the large number of people, Qing Yu did not deal with it too much. He counterattacked and dodged, temporarily avoiding the crowd.

As she fled, she noticed that there were people in the crowd who had left the group. It seemed that there was more than one person who wanted to kill her.

She ran to a sparsely populated alley. She was not familiar with the street and it would be difficult for her to get back to the carriage in a short time.

Just as he was catching his breath, seven or eight men in black surrounded him completely, before he could open his mouth to communicate.

The men were already rushing straight toward her, and she drew the dagger from under her skirt to fight them off.

After a few moves she was overwhelmed by their martial arts, and she concluded that her chances of winning were slim.

In addition, all the people pointed their swords at her neck with cold and ruthless attitude. It was obvious that they were killers hired by others.

After being hit a few times, she tried hard to adjust herself, but she couldn't gain any advantage if she continued to compete.

Stop getting entangled, find the right time and escape.

After going around several alleys, I finally got rid of those people.

She leaned her back against the wall, gasping for air and swallowing, questions swirling in her mind.

Who wanted to kill her? Shen Han? Or Xiang Heng?

On second thought, she had made countless enemies, some hated her, some wanted her dead, and there were probably many people she had forgotten.

Just as she was about to leave, suddenly, a woman's desperate roar was heard in the darkness.

She opened her eyes wide in horror, because she recognized that the voice was that of Zhao Wanqiao.

Without hesitation, she ran towards the direction of the sound.

Why is Zhao Wanqiao here? Didn't Yan Qing forbid her to leave the house? !