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

Late at night, Xiao Yanqing lay on the bed, looking at the piece of letter paper that had been wrinkled by his touch. The contents on it had already been engraved in his heart.

Every time he looked at it, he was revealing his longing for her, and at the same time, he was reminding himself that the mistakes he made led to her leaving and himself losing her.

He held the bracelet and the letter in his arms, waiting day and night, hoping to find her soon.

With a broken heart and a torn soul, I don’t know how long I can hold on. I’m going crazy missing her.

The next day, he inquired about the Liuyin Hall and found that the renovation was very rigorous. Anyone who wanted to break in could only go through the main entrance. All the guards and maids were calm and composed, hiding their skills.

It seems that the owner of Liuyin Hall is indeed not a simple person.

He arrived at the Ryuinkan at the agreed time.

The maid leaned forward slightly, "I'm sorry, sir, the owner said that this order cannot be accepted."

"Why?!" he asked anxiously, not wanting to miss any chance to find Yu'er.

"The owner of the museum said that the relationship has ended. I hope you can let it go soon."

"Can you please let me meet the owner? No matter what the price is." He pleaded again.

The maid still leaned forward to express her apology, "I'm sorry, sir, please go back."

No matter what he said, even if he threatened, the maid remained consistent. It seemed that these people were trained.

He came out in a daze.

"Master, what should we do next?" Qian Yun thought that they could use the simplest way and break in.

"No rush, just wait."

They sat and watched not far away, and always waited until the owner of the museum came out.

After a while, a voice attracted their attention.

"Today we have the owner's favorite sweet and sour pork ribs. Please bring some to the owner." The owner of the restaurant called to the maid of Liuyin Pavilion.

In an instant, his pupils suddenly trembled and his heart began to pound.

Sweet and sour pork ribs?! That’s Yuer’s favorite dish. Is it a coincidence?

Just as his thoughts were wandering, the restaurant owner spoke again, "By the way, the fruit stand in front has also reserved the freshest fruits for you, remember to give them to you."

"That's great. The owner will definitely be very happy."

Hearing this, an unrealistic guess popped into his mind.

Yuer also likes to eat fruits very much and eats them after every meal.

Without hesitation, he rushed into Liuyin Pavilion with his sword, and Qianyun followed closely behind.

"What's the matter, sir?" The maids stopped him outside.

"I don't want to hurt anyone, I just want to see your owner." He stated his intentions frankly.

"The owner of the museum doesn't want to see anyone." The maids immediately blocked his way.

"excuse me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed in with his sword, but he was careful not to use the blade.

After testing, it was found that the maids all knew martial arts, but they were no match for him.

Soon he rushed upstairs, and seeing the maids trying to stop him again and again, he shouted directly at the people upstairs.

"Yu'er! I know, it's you, right?"

He believed in his instincts. It was Yu'er! It had to be Yu'er!

Not long after, a maid came out from upstairs and said, "Sir, the owner of the museum allows you to go upstairs."

After getting permission, the maids dispersed and he ran up immediately.

The blood in his body was beating along with his heart, and the nervousness was pulling at every nerve in his body.

He came to a spacious room in the building. Through the hanging red gauze, he could see that the person lying on the couch was sitting up lazily, with his long legs and bare feet on the ground.

He held his breath, hoping that this person was her, the one he had been looking for.

The arm with smooth lines gently lifted the red veil, and he finally saw the person standing in front of him. He was unable to control his excitement and longing, and he couldn't wait to take a step forward, but he didn't dare to get too close.

He was afraid that all this was a dream, and that the dream would dissipate if he got close to it.

After three years, he finally found her, his Yuer.

She looked at the person in front of her, with a smile on her lips, "Yan Qing, long time no see."

"Yuer!" Hearing her soft voice, he could no longer suppress the surging heart and wanted to step forward.

Suddenly, the dagger in her hand was pointed directly at his chest.

Only then did he see clearly that there was no warmth in her smile, but rather layers of coldness.

"do not come."

"Yuer..."

"Now that you've seen me, tell me, what do you want to do?"

Seeing her cold eyes, my heart felt as if it was hollowed out.

He took a step forward and wanted to get closer to her, "Yu'er... I've been looking for you."

The dagger in his hand had already stabbed his chest, "I said, don't come over here."

But he didn't listen to her at all. He ignored her and stepped forward again, stabbing deeper with the dagger.

"Yuer, can we talk?" He begged again and again, just wanting to be close to her and afraid that she would leave.

Looking at his chest gushing with blood, my heart still aches, but what can I do?

"Do you think I will stop?" She had a piercing smile in her eyes, hiding all her emotions.

"It doesn't matter whether you accept it or not. It's normal for Yu'er to hate me. I know you hate me." From the moment he came in, his gentle and fragile gaze had never left her face.

The fingers holding the sword unconsciously clenched, and when she noticed that he wanted to move forward and backward again, she finally retracted the dagger.

"Xiaoqing, bandage him."

A little head popped out from one side, and after understanding what was going on, it quickly went to get the medicine box.

She picked up the wine beside her and drank it.

He stared at her silently, wondering if she had recovered from her injury, if she was feeling better, if she was still feeling uncomfortable, if she could drink.

I really wanted to ask, but I didn't dare to ask until the medicine box was brought.

"If it's not Yu'er, then there's no need."

She didn't react to his words, and turned her cold gaze to his injuries.

After hesitation, he finally compromised.

"sit down."

He sat beside her obediently, feeling relieved but unable to hide his nervousness.

After taking off his clothes, she found that his chest injury was not very serious, so she bent down and applied medicine to him personally.

He looked at her with burning eyes. After three years, he didn't expect to smell the familiar fragrance on her body again, and the warmth he had missed for a long time.

He couldn't help but put his arm around her waist and hugged her, "Yu'er, I... missed you so much."

The hand applying the medicine paused, and she said in an unusually cold voice, "If you do anything else, get out."

Seeing this, he didn't dare to move, but he didn't let go either. He had been looking for her for three years and finally found her. He was afraid that she would run away, afraid that she would leave again.

She let her sleeve slide down her skin, and noticed the burning scar at a glance.

"Why... is it so obvious?" He gently held her forearm and carefully stroked the scar with his fingertips.

She curled her lips and chuckled teasingly, "Because of the poison, it can't be restored. It's ugly, right?"

"No!" He denied hastily, and he clearly remembered the mistake he had made.

"Does it hurt a lot? Yu'er was also injured when he left. Is he healed? Does it still hurt?"

After bandaging her wound, she did not respond to his question, but simply gestured to the hand he had clasped around her waist.

"let go."

"If Yu'er doesn't leave, I'll let go."

She remained silent, not knowing her answer, but he still obediently let go slowly.