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

"Why is Your Highness angry?" Qing Yu asked him the reason.

For her, it wasn't that she didn't know the reason, but she forced him to tell her himself.

"I want to hear the truth." Faced with his coercive tone, anyone else would have probably cowered and hidden away.

"What does your highness want to know?" she asked in a calm tone.

"What do you want to do? What's your purpose?"

"Your Highness, I have said it many times, but you just don't believe it." She certainly didn't lie.

"Tell me the truth? Okay, tell me, how did you get the wound on your hand?"

Her pupils slightly slid and she dodged subconsciously, but he caught her dodging in the moment.

"Jiang Qingyu!"

He demanded angrily, forcing her to look up.

She pursed her lips and said, "I did it myself."

"Myself? Why?" He had thought about it before, but she had no reason.

"Because I hate to endure, I really hate it!" She deepened the disgust in her words again.

The disgust in her expression was unmistakable, and hearing her words, he remembered what the doctor had said: this woman was truly a lunatic.

"Is Your Highness satisfied?" The wrist that he held felt as if the bones were about to break, and her breathing became disordered and increasingly rapid.

Her soft and compassionate voice and the rapid flow of air completely disturbed his mind and broke his desire to interrogate her.

His gaze was fixed on her eyes, his accelerated heartbeat, and the pain in her wrist.

He suddenly let go of her hand, perhaps because he didn't want her to notice his flustered heart, or because of her wrist...

After being released, she rubbed the red and swollen skin on her wrist without resistance or complaint.

A moment of silence.

"Let's see if we can get any useful information from the person who will accompany me tomorrow." He changed the subject, as if his temper just now had disappeared.

She nodded without objection.

"Don't want to go?" he asked.

"Didn't His Highness say that I have no right to refuse?"

After thinking for a while, he warned, "You don't have to do that."

"That kind of thing?" She was stunned. Did she mean...

He didn't respond, and she searched for the answer in her mind. Was it referring to the companionship between men and women in pleasure?

"That's good." She agreed obediently.

He seemed to sense what she wanted to say, but he hesitated to speak.

"What do you want to ask?"

She hesitated and asked, "Your Highness, can I never go back again?"

"Do you want to go back?" Does his palace have any special meaning to her?

"Well, I know that it's best for His Highness to get rid of me now, so..." She didn't think much about it, but for someone who could be said to give her a free place and freedom, she was reluctant to...

"Why do you want to go back?"

"I can do what I want, eat what I want, and His Highness promised to teach me sword... It's not over yet." She gave a perfect reason.

He lowered his eyes and looked into the distance, "You can come back before Jiang Zhuo makes any move."

"Really?"

"Yeah." Perhaps even he himself didn't know why he agreed, why he took the risk, was it just because of her?

"That's great, thank you, Your Highness." She raised her lips, unable to conceal her joy.

It was about time, and it was not appropriate for them to stay here for long, so he gave her a few instructions and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, she handed the round fan tucked at her waist to him.

He was puzzled, because this was the round fan she held during the dance, and there were obvious marks of being cut by a knife on it.

"Whether this is to stop me or to stop Your Highness, I don't understand."

Hearing this, he turned the fan in his hand, as if thinking about something.

"Don't worry, Your Highness. Since I'm your man, I won't do anything." She smiled, as if she didn't care.

After saying good night, she turned and left, but after taking only two steps, she suddenly stopped.

She didn't turn around, but she heard the words coming from behind her, "But your highness, if she keeps getting in my way, that's not going to work."

Leaving this sentence, she went back.

He was stunned, as if he had not reacted to the tone of her voice just now, which was colder and more ruthless than she had ever been, and he had never heard it before, like a final warning.

He returned to the carriage and suppressed his rising anger. Jiang Qingyu's words were undoubtedly a reminder not to underestimate this little trick behind the scenes to disturb people.

"Qianyun, have Hua Niang warn Kuiyue that this is her last chance. If she makes any more disruptive moves, let her leave."

"It's Your Highness."

……

Everyone in the Jiang Mansion was worried about this matter.

"What did you say?!" Jiang Zhuo, who was sitting in his seat, stood up because he was too shocked.

"Jiang Qingyu is in a brothel?!" He couldn't believe what he heard.

"Yes, father. It's absolutely true." Jiang Mo leaned over and confirmed again.

After calming down, Jiang Zhuo sat down, "Jiang Qingyu is not dead?! How is it possible? How could Xiao Yanqing let her go?"

"I didn't know that the courtesan chosen by Huanxiang Pavilion today is Jiang Qingyu."

"What on earth happened?! We haven't found any trace of her in the past six months, and she is actually in Huanxiang Pavilion?" Jiang Zhuo squinted his eyes, unable to figure out the reason.

"You talked to her?"

"No, there are too many people here today, and I didn't take any action for fear of causing unnecessary trouble," Jiang Mo explained.

"Does anyone know that she is Jiang Qingyu?" Jiang Zhuo asked.

"It seems that no one knows that her current name is Qing Wu."

"Someone come! Go and check it for me. I want to know what happened." Jiang Zhuo hurriedly called the guards to investigate.

"Father, since Jiang Qingyu was chosen as the most beautiful courtesan in one fell swoop, it seems that it was premeditated." Jiang Mo was sure that the look in the man's eyes and eyebrows, and his unique aura, were completely different from the Jiang Qingyu he knew.

He guessed that there must be someone behind the scenes controlling Jiang Qingyu.

"Well, you're right."

"Jiang Qingyu has always been timid and cowardly. He has never even left the house, let alone participated in the selection of the most beautiful courtesan." Jiang Zhuo has returned to his previous expression and is thinking deeply.

"Who do you think it is? How could she escape from Xiao Yanqing?" Jiang Zhuo stroked his graying beard.

"This..." It was obvious that Jiang Mo had no idea at all. Given Jiang Qingyu's personality, it was almost impossible for him to escape.

"Mo'er, find a way to meet Jiang Qingyu first and sound out her reaction. Don't reveal her identity for the time being." Jiang Zhuo warned.

"It's Dad."

"Pay close attention to Xiao Yanqing's movements and don't get discovered."

"Yes, I'll arrange it right away." Jiang Mo turned and left.

At this moment, an unknown viciousness appeared in Jiang Mo's eyes.

Jiang Qingyu is really lucky. He was able to escape from Xiao Yanqing. Who could be helping you?

……

After tonight, the reputation of the courtesan Qing Wu will spread throughout the entire Yongqing City. Many people want to come to Huanxiang Pavilion to witness her peerless beauty, and they praise her countlessly.

It is rumored that her dance is full of magical power that can drive the emotions of the audience. When she is sad, you can't help but want to cry; when she is happy, you feel the joy with her.

Her every smile, every frown and every word in her eyes attracted the attention of those who looked at her. Some even joked that if they were looked at by her, they would even want to give their lives to her willingly.

"Miss Qingyu." When Hua Niang saw her, she no longer looked down on her like before, but was instead filled with admiration.

"Hua Niang." Qing Yu nodded slightly to Hua Niang.

"I am really impressed by her." She watched Qingyu's dancing last night and thought the whole performance was perfect.

Qing Yu smiled and said, "This is all thanks to Hua Niang."

But Hua Niang shook her head and said, "I have been in Huanxiang Pavilion for nearly ten years and have taught countless girls, but I have never seen a performance as distinctive as Miss Xiang Qingyu's."

“We succeeded this time.”

"In order to be more perfect and stable in the future, as long as Miss Qingyu stays in Huanxiang Pavilion, she must not stop training." Hua Niang suggested. Perhaps it was because of her rare talent, she didn't want to give up.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Miss Hua."

"Since we work for His Highness, we are in the same boat."

"That's true. Thank you, Hua Niang, for your cultivation." Qing Yu smiled.

She likes the freedom of dancing to the music, and she likes the growth that comes from unremitting efforts even more.