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

Inside the palace.

"Your Majesty... When we were carrying out our plan, many assassins suddenly arrived." The black shadow kneeling on the ground timidly reported what had just happened.

"Killer?!" Xiao Yanzhou's eyes were sharp and he stood up uncontrollably in nervousness.

"How is Xiaoyu?"

The secret guard stammered and told the truth, "We were afraid that the matter would be exposed...so we didn't bother to argue and left first."

"Xiao Yu was assassinated, and you just came back like this?!" The eyes hidden under the candlelight shone directly on them like a beast out of a cage.

"Your Majesty... spare my life!"

"I followed the princess, but lost her. Finally, I found the bodies of the assassins. I think the princess must have returned safely."

The secret guard told him what had happened, but it did not calm his anger at all.

"Get rid of this useless waste."

"Your Majesty, please spare my life!"

The guards dragged them away and soon there was no sound.

"He Yi, go check Xiao Yu's current situation for me, and who sent the assassin."

"Yes, Your Majesty." He Yi quickly accepted the order.

He couldn't suppress his heart's pounding with worry and could only pray that Xiao Yu would be safe.

The unconscious Zhao Wanqiao woke up soon after.

She slowly opened her eyes and looked at the person waiting in front of her, "Brother Yan..."

"Late Joe, are you okay?"

Confused Zhao Wanqiao nodded, "Not bad."

"Wan Qiao, what happened? How did you get hurt like this?!" He stayed by her side all the time, not only because he was worried, but also because he wanted to know the truth.

The question startled her awake, and what happened recently instantly flooded into her mind, "Princess?!"

She quickly propped herself up and sat up, "Brother Yan, how is the princess's injury? Is it serious?"

He was stunned for a moment, "You...you said, Yu'er was injured?!"

Zhao Wanqiao could no longer hide her panic that night and burst into tears, "I was too stupid...that's why I fell into someone else's trap."

"The princess was injured to protect me... They wanted to destroy me... and then put the blame on the princess..."

He finally understood the truth from Zhao Wanqiao's crying voice.

Deliberately creating a series of coincidences to frame Yu'er? Is there a killer who wants Yu'er dead?

In an instant, he recalled her pale and fragile face, her weak voice, and the bloody dagger. What on earth did he do? !

Without caring about anything else, he rushed out and as soon as he walked out of the house, he saw Xiao Wenshu who was extremely anxious.

"Where's Yu'er? Have you found him?!"

"No, I've looked everywhere, but I can't find him. I don't know where Yi An has gone."

He indicated that things were not going well, "Qianyun, prepare the horses and take people out to find her immediately."

She was hurt! Where would she go? Did she not want to see him anymore?

I didn't expect that I would misunderstand Yu'er again.

……

After two days and two nights of rescue, Zhou Yian finally saved her.

She gradually woke up from her fainting and looked at the strange house.

Zhou Yian brought in the boiled medicine from outside, and when he saw her open her eyes, he felt relieved.

"Qing Yu, if you die in my hands, my master will scold me to death." He joked. His master has always cared about him as a patient.

She wanted to get up, but he stopped her with his hand. "You've been through a life-and-death experience, you're very weak. You have to lie down for another day."

Seeing this, she lay back obediently without saying a word, just looking around curiously.

The room was shabby and had nothing in it except a bed and a small table.

He saw her confusion in his eyes and explained, "I bought this before, mainly to facilitate my medicine making, but I never had the time to refurbish it, so I'll leave it like this for now."

"Because that day, you kept saying that you didn't want to go back, so I brought you here."

After explaining, he urged her to take the medicine. Ben was worried about what to do if she was unwilling to drink it and how he should persuade her.

Unexpectedly, she took the medicine, said nothing, and drank it in one breath.

The whole day went on like this, quietly receiving treatment.

"Am I okay now?" she finally asked, but no emotion could be heard from her.

"Yes, if you survive a disaster, you will be blessed in the future." Zhou Yian smiled.

But she still had no expression on her face, leaning against the bed.

He sighed slightly, "Qing Yu, His Highness is searching the whole city for you."

After tonight, it will be the fourth day.

When he went out, he secretly paid attention to his senior brother's condition. It was very bad. He was afraid that if she didn't show up again, his senior brother would go crazy.

"I'll go back early tomorrow morning."

He nodded silently, raised his eyes to meet her pupils that were so dim that there was no trace of life, and couldn't help but say, "Qingyu, you know, if I had found it a little later that day, you would have died."

Even he couldn't imagine how many people's nightmares her death would be, and who would go crazy and possessed by her.

Her thick eyelashes fluttered gently, her eyes were open, without tears, but she had already fallen into the abyss.

"Yian, if... I fulfill his wish, will he love me more?"

"Qing Yu, the most important thing for you now is to take good care of your injuries, okay?"

"Compared with life, everything else is insignificant. If you die, everything is gone."

But for her who tried desperately to survive but also chose death, life had long lost its original meaning.

"If we cannot survive by being nourished by love, then perhaps we can perish in death."

"What do you mean?"

He was puzzled and she did not give an answer.

Because what the words mean is: If you don’t love me, die.

The heart that has already been broken can no longer withstand any test.

The next day, she slowly walked into the palace, and the guards shouted loudly, "She is back."

But after noticing that something was wrong with her, no one dared to approach her. The bone-chilling aura was like a ball of black cold air, wrapping around her.

After a while, Xiao Yanqing and Xiao Wenshu rushed back from outside.

Seeing her familiar figure, he rushed up to hug her, "Yu'er, where have you been? I've been looking for you."

After regaining what he had lost, he looked confused, remembering what Zhao Wanqiao said about her being injured.

"Yu'er, are you hurt? Where are you hurt?"

He lifted the sleeve of her arm to check, and when he saw the bandaged area, his heart sank.

"I'm sorry Yuer..."

"Go call the doctor!"

Qing Yu looked at him in unprecedented panic. She wanted to comfort her, explain what happened that day, and even more wanted to know the extent of her injuries.

From beginning to end, she felt nothing but pain in her heart, and countless questions flashed through her mind.

Why couldn't he just love her? Why couldn't he give her everything? Wasn't she doing enough?

It must be, it must be!

"What if you have done all this and he still doesn't love you enough?" The imaginary questioning echoed in my ears.

"Yeah! What if you kill the murderer! And he still remains the same?"

Yes, if it still remains like this, then we will only meet in death.

When I came to my senses, the doctor had already taken my pulse and was reporting the situation with great concern.

"Your Highness, the princess was poisoned. Fortunately, she was treated in time, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."

Hearing the doctor's words, he stood there in horror.

What on earth had he done? Such a terrible thing had happened, and he didn't even know it.