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

"Are you asleep?" Xiao Yanqing saw him come out.

"Yes, brother. Qingyu took the medicine and rested."

Xiao Yanqing nodded slightly. Since she didn't resist, she must be aware that she was not feeling well. Yet she still wanted to act strong. If he didn't ask, would she not mention it?

He noticed Wen Shu's frustrated expression, "If this isn't a good thing, why do you still have this expression?"

"Ah? Brother, I always feel that Qingyu is worried and not very happy." Qingyu seemed unwilling to tell him, and his brother didn't want him to interfere in the affairs of Huanxiang Pavilion.

"Yeah."

She herself is a mystery wrapped in mystery. It would not be easy to solve it unless she says it herself.

Qingyu had a good sleep in the afternoon. Seeing that there was still some time before dinner time, and since the doctor had told her to have a good rest, she prepared to go to the study to read.

"Your Highness?"

I didn't expect Xiao Yanqing to be there too. According to the time, he should usually be outside.

Xiao Yanqing heard her voice as she regained some strength, and glanced at her petite face, "Looks like she's had a good rest."

She was slightly startled, and raised the corners of her lips, "Yes."

She took a book and sat down, and they no longer communicated.

At this moment he raised his eyes and noticed that she was indeed different from usual, but he had no idea where.

"What's wrong, Your Highness?" Qing Yu looked up at him, feeling his gaze.

"nothing."

Qing Yu was puzzled and vaguely felt that he seemed to have something to say.

"Are you unhappy staying in Huanxiang Pavilion?" he suddenly asked.

"Why do you ask that, Your Highness?"

"Wen Shu saw it." He didn't intend to hide it.

She lowered her head in agreement and did not respond.

"Hua Niang's training shouldn't be easier than mine." He thought that Hua Niang might be too strict.

"But I prefer training with Your Highness," she said frankly without hesitation.

He was stunned, and even turned the pages of the book in his hand.

"Why? Did she punish you?"

She shook her head, her fingers tightening unconsciously around the book, and said slowly, "Mrs. Hua is a very important spy for His Highness, right?"

"so what?"

She frowned slightly and bit her lips subconsciously. Although it was only for a moment, he still sensed her hidden anger.

"I hate to be patient." Her slow voice revealed a cool breath, annihilating all emotions.

"What are you enduring?" He wanted to find out what was in her mind. Perhaps only by understanding her could he control her.

Her eyes darkened, her pupils meeting his, "Be patient and don't kill him."

"Hate her?" He was puzzled. Why did he hate her so much? Could it be that her injury was...

But she denied it, "Hate it? No."

"If you don't hate her, why do you want to kill her?"

Qing Yu recalled the verbal humiliation she had received. Similar words reminded her of similar people. Hatred, disgust, and unbearable emotions invaded her heart and even took away her sanity.

"Same...hate the same." She lowered her eyes and read.

"Same?" She asked without any reason, which made him puzzled.

But she no longer responded, perhaps because she didn't know how to answer, or perhaps she didn't know the specific answer.

For a moment, her depressed mood was like a rolling stream, flooding the house and the man in the house, making him uncomfortable and irritated.

"Today...it seems there are sweet and sour pork ribs." He imitated Wen Shu and said words to comfort her.

Sweet and sour spare ribs, her favorite, was also learned from Wen Shu.

Sure enough, she looked up suddenly, her eyes wide with joy, "Really?"

"Well, it should be... soon."

"Great!" As soon as she finished speaking, she ran happily towards the kitchen.

He watched her back as she left, what a strange little girl.

But he discovered that she was hiding a huge pain in her heart, and the source of the pain was the reason why she hid herself. What a terrible thing that was...

He seemed to suddenly realize that she had made him pour so much thought into her without him noticing, whether it was intentional or unintentional.

……

After taking a bath at night, she looked at the empty house, then at the lighted study, and after hesitating, she finally came there.

Xiao Yanqing didn't seem surprised at all to see her, but she did nothing like she did yesterday. She just lay quietly on the table until she felt sleepy.

"Since you are so sleepy, why don't you go back to the house?" he asked casually.

And she also gave a reasonable answer, "I just want to stay here and not disturb Your Highness."

He looked at her. She clearly wasn't lying, so why was it so hard for anyone to see through her?

He didn't ask, perhaps as the doctor said, because he couldn't sleep and because of nightmares.

But why did I choose to be with him? Wasn't he just as scary?

Come to think of it, she seemed to have never been afraid of me.

After a long time, she fell into a dream again, and after he finished his work, he carried her back to the room just like yesterday.

He didn't know why he did it and couldn't explain it.

Her delicate body was like a child in his arms, very well behaved.

It was not until her body touched the soft bed that she woke up slightly. Although he had moved lightly, she still murmured with her mouth open.

"Did you...carry me back?"

"Xiao Yanqing..."

His pupils trembled, and his arm, which was about to release, stopped where it was.

If he heard correctly, the name she just called was not "Your Highness", but "Xiao Yanqing".

"What did you call me?"

He wanted to confirm again, but she didn't reply.

He let go of her hand and asked tentatively, "Why don't you go back to the house and sleep?"

"kindness…"

"There is a sound..." she murmured again.

"What's that sound?" he was puzzled.

"The sound...disappeared."

Although he heard it clearly, he didn't understand what it meant. She curled up on the bed due to the sedative and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Sure enough, she was not as obedient as she appeared to be, it was all a deliberate disguise.

Jiang Qingyu, what kind of person are you?

He walked out of her house and looked at Qianyun who was waiting outside, "Ask the people guarding her to report in detail what she did every day."

"Yes, Your Highness." Qianyun responded.

He should at least know how she got those injuries. Why did he deliberately hide it?

The next day, Qing Yu woke up and thought about what happened last night. She clearly remembered that it was Xiao Yanqing who carried her back, so was it the same the day before yesterday?

The nightmare was really gone, and he felt so warm and good, something she had never felt before.

She wasn't sure what it was exactly, but she liked it, liked this warm feeling.

She even began to hope not to disappear, not to want to disappear.