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

There are only five days left until the oiran selection. How can she win? How can she stand out among so many girls?

She sat lazily in the courtyard, thinking about her recent situation. According to her previous training, ancient poetry, music, and dance, her chances of success were better in the other subjects than in dance, but if she was to be an oiran, dancing skills were the most important.

She always felt like something was missing. What was it?

She picked up a candy on the table and put it in her mouth. The sweetness of the candy filled her mouth and made a crisp sound between her teeth.

She recalled all the advantages that Hua Niang praised about her, her control of emotions, and the metaphors in her expressions. If she could guide and control them...

"Qing Yu!"

Her heart skipped a beat and she turned back suddenly.

"Wen Shu?"

"What are you thinking about?" Xiao Wenshu saw her sitting in the courtyard.

She calmed down her frightened heart and suddenly realized, "Why is Wen Shu back? Didn't His Highness say that he should be very busy recently?"

Xiao Wenshu smiled on his handsome face, "I heard that Qingyu will participate in the Oiran selection in a few days, so I came back specially to cheer you on."

"Thank you Wenshu, but I'm still a little unsure." She couldn't go up rashly, she had to be absolutely sure.

"I just asked around for you." Xiao Wenshu sat down next to her.

"Ok?"

"Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win every battle." Xiao Wenshu raised his eyebrows slightly and explained to her.

"Although there are many competitors this time, there are also many newcomers, and there are less than ten relatively strong ones, so Qingyu still has a great chance of winning."

"So, how many people are running for election?" she asked.

"There should be more than fifty people."

“……” Qing Yu stood there.

"Is this considered encouraging me?" Qing Yu blinked his stunned eyes.

"Yes, the stronger ones are about the same as Miss Aoi Yue."

“……”Qing Yu.

"Hehe, it's okay Qingyu."

Seeing her cute face in shock, Xiao Wenshu couldn't help but want to rub it.

"For me, music and dance are more about enjoyment. If you treat it as a fierce competition, it will lose a lot of meaning, and the audience will not be able to feel the fun of it."

He believes that only when he enjoys it himself can he make the viewers feel this emotion.

"That being said, but..." Perhaps it was the approaching pressure that made it impossible for her to find joy in it.

"Qing Yu, maybe I can help you."

"Ok?"

What can Wenshu do?

"wait for me."

Before she could ask, Xiao Wenshu had already run away.

Qing Yu looked at him in confusion as he left, until he came back with something in his hand.

"This is a flute." She looked at it.

She looked a little surprised, "Wen Shu can play the flute?"

"Yes."

"That's amazing." She couldn't help but praise.

Xiao Wenshu smiled and said, "These are just trifles of mine. My brother is much better than me."

"Your Highness can do it too?" She opened her eyes wide, as if she couldn't associate the cold Xiao Yanqing with the literary and charming flute-playing boy.

She thought that living in a royal family, she should have no intention of learning these things, but she didn't expect there was this side.

"Haha, this is really interesting." She was actually looking forward to seeing what Xiao Yanqing would sound like when playing the flute.

"Come on Qingyu, let's do it together." He pulled her arm and stood up.

"This time, don't think about anything, just dance to your heart's content. Just immerse yourself in the music and yourself, and don't worry about anything." Xiao Wenshu guided.

"Don't you need to worry about anything?"

"Yes, no matter what is right or wrong, don't think about any competition, just follow your heart."

Xiao Wenshu was ready, he brought the flute close to his lips and let the air flow through.

Suddenly, music started to sound, and melodious notes lingered in my ears.

The flute was infused with his emotions, like flowers blooming in spring, or snow about to melt in winter. What kind of feeling was that? In an instant, he pulled her into a fairyland.

It seemed as if the music stirred up some emotion in her, a silent longing, a melancholy sadness, but it also encouraged her, comforted her, and concealed the anxiety in her heart again and again.

A handsome young man, the rising and falling vocal music, and an eager mood to try.

She no longer hesitated, her body dancing in the air as if out of control. She was neither happy nor sad, but like a girl hanging on the edge of a cliff, escaping from the abyss again and again, and moving towards the hope in her life again and again.

In an instant, she seemed to see Jiang Qingyu dancing in her memory, struggling in pain, yet able to feel positive and maintain her self.

She waved her limbs and her heart beat. At this moment, she felt the charm of infinite freedom and the emotions that Jiang Qingyu left in her heart.

She finally understood why Jiang Qingyu could open her heart and dance to her heart's content even though she was in hell. Even though there was no music and no audience, she still held on to hope again and again.

She understood that this was the hope that Jiang Qingyu gave her, the hope to survive.

"Haha, I understand! I understand!" The tense nerves in my mind seemed to relax at this moment, leaving only joy and happiness.

She ran straight to Xiao Wenshu, grabbed his arm excitedly, and jumped up and down to cheer.

"Wenshu! Wenshu! Hehehe..."

"What's wrong?" He was moved by her excitement, but he still couldn't understand why she was happy.

"Can you continue? I want to continue!" She pulled his arm, eager to continue.

At this moment, she was like a little girl with only childlike innocence, who didn't have to think about anything and worry about nothing. For some reason, he hoped that she would always be like this, the real her.

"Haha, okay." He responded.

"Hehehe..."

The flute sounded sweetly again.

She ran, jumped, and laughed freely in the dance, moving farther and farther away, expressing her truest mood.

He looked at Qingyu who was running happily and joyfully. In his eyes, she was like a cute little animal, with every emotion being the most enthusiastic. She was also like an elf infused with divine power by God and was deeply loved by him.

The entire deserted mansion seemed to be driven by her emotions, and the cold air was covered by the warm mist, enjoying it together.

Xiao Yanqing stood not far away and watched them. Her laughter and freedom attracted his attention, but his heart was filled with complex emotions, which made him inexplicably irritated.

"The Prince and Miss Qingyu seem to be having a lot of fun." Even the serious Qianyun raised the corners of his lips because of this scene.

Hearing this, he glanced at her sideways, and Qianyun quickly put away her smile.

Without saying a word, he turned around and went back to the house, but he didn't know that after he turned around, Qingyu's gaze had already shifted to him, with a meaningful smile on the corner of his lips.

……

She will return to Huanxiang Pavilion tonight, make all preparations, and wait for the competition to begin.

"Your Highness, will you come on the day of the competition?" she asked expectantly.

He lowered his head and remained silent.

"I would feel more at ease if His Highness came." She did not hide the fact that she hoped he was here and hoped to see him.

Before he looked up to respond, she saw Xiao Wenshu walking in, "Wenshu, will you come?"

"Of course, I'm looking forward to Qingyu's performance." Xiao Wenshu believed that she would succeed. Perhaps she herself didn't even know how attractive she was.

"Haha, that's great." She jumped up and down holding Wen Shu's hand while cheering excitedly.

Xiao Yanqing looked at them, she seemed very happy all day.

His gaze was fixed on her hands holding Xiao Wenshu's.