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

"Illusion Fragrance Pavilion? What is that place?"

Xiao Wenshu was stunned. Huanxiang Pavilion was the most famous brothel in Yongqing City, but she didn't even know it.

"Borthello."

"Brothel." she muttered.

So that's how it is. No one comes in or out here. It looks like this is the backyard.

Xiao Wenshu thought she would have a bigger reaction, but she just nodded, her eyes calm without a single ripple. Could it be that she didn't know what a brothel was? !

"Prince." The woman who came to greet him leaned down and knelt.

"No need to be so polite, Miss Hua."

The person Xiao Wenshu called Hua Niang was the madam of Huanxiang Pavilion. The rouge on her face made her look more charming and enchanting. She was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had the beauty of a mature woman.

"Everything His Highness instructed has been arranged." As Hua Niang spoke, her eyes subconsciously glanced at Qing Yu who was standing beside her and was curious.

"Take her there."

Xiao Wenshu looked at her and said, "Miss Jiang, I will come to pick you up later."

"Okay." Qing Yu responded.

"Be careful."

Xiao Wenshu deliberately lowered his voice when saying the last sentence, as if he was only speaking to her.

She nodded, and Xiao Wenshu watched her go in. Once she entered the Huanxiang Pavilion, her life and death would depend entirely on her own luck.

She looked around all the way and saw the guards following her all the time. It seemed that Xiao Yanqing was very alert.

"Young lady, you'd better not try to escape. Only if you serve the guests well will you have a chance to return home safely." Hua Niang saw through Qing Yu's thoughts at a glance. His Highness brought quite a few people with him, and even fewer of them could return alive.

"Since you're already here, there's no need to run away." Qing Yu responded calmly.

"Haha, it's best if the young lady is aware of this." Hua Niang has seen all kinds of women, so naturally she would not take her words to heart.

Hua Niang led her through the crowd of people drinking and having fun to a quiet guest room, which she guessed was prepared for a special guest.

"Mr. Li, the young lady has been brought here." Hua Niang was standing outside the house.

"Let her in." The person inside agreed.

"Yes." Hua Niang responded.

"Young lady, please go in." Hua Niang had already opened the door and stepped aside, while the guards were standing guard outside.

After hesitating, Qing Yu stepped in and looked up. Inside the room was a middle-aged man in his forties, who was slightly fat and had shifty eyes. He looked at her with desire as if he were his prey.

Hua Niang closed the door, leaving only Qing Yu and the man with a lewd look in his eyes, who could even be considered her father in terms of age.

"Please take a seat, young lady." The man gestured to the seat next to him.

Qing Yu quickly looked around the room. Apart from the cakes and drinks on the small table, there was nothing else.

"What's wrong? Are you shy, young lady?" The man grinned and teased, seeming to be very satisfied with her appearance.

Qing Yu remained silent, gritted her teeth and sat down beside him. Even though the man was anxious, he had no intention of getting up and forcing her. Since the guest that Xiao Yanqing needed to accompany was naturally not a simple person.

I just don't know to what extent Xiao Yanqing needs her to do this...

Seeing her approaching, the man immediately stood up and wanted to hug her, but Qing Yu put her hand on his chest to stop him.

She raised the corners of her lips and showed an extremely charming smile, "Master Li, are you too impatient?"

Qing Yu imitated Hua Niang's way of addressing him, "Is it okay for me to address you like this?"

"Haha, since it comes out of the little girl's mouth, of course it's good." The man was very pleased with the sweet words.

Qing Yu picked up the wine glass, lifted his sleeves to add more wine for him, and also added some for himself.

"Mr. Li, do you like drinking?" she asked, putting the glass to her lips and taking a sip.

"Of course, there is not only good wine but also a beautiful woman to accompany you." The man grabbed her wrist holding the wine glass.

She was startled, her pupils contracted, then she pursed her lips to reveal a smile, and tactfully fed the wine to his mouth.

"Mr. Li has a really good alcohol tolerance." Seeing him finish the drink with satisfaction, she deliberately forced a smile and raised her voice in cheers.

The praised man was already impatient and reached out to hug her, but Qingyu spun around to avoid him, picked up the wine jug, walked around to his other side, sat on the small table, and looked down at him.

"Why don't we play a game? The loser drinks, and the winner..." She uttered the extremely explicit words that followed, which immediately aroused the man's interest.

"Hahaha, the good little lady can't run away."

"I'm looking forward to it." Her radiant smile is enough to charm anyone.

"Brother, I have already sent Jiang Qingyu over."

Xiao Wenshu always felt uneasy, "Do we really want to do this?"

"She is the daughter of my enemy, so of course she is my enemy." Xiao Yanqing's face was cold without any fluctuation.

"Brother, you don't plan to let her go?"

Xiao Yanqing conceded that his tormenting game was not over yet.

Xiao Wenshu pursed his lips. He knew that he had no power to influence his brother's thoughts. He just didn't want to use such despicable means to deal with a woman.

Xiao Yanqing held the teacup in his hand, and Jiang Qingyu's face unconsciously appeared in his mind. What would she look like when he saw her later?

But no matter what it was, the road to hell had already been paved and she had no choice.

What they didn't know was that Jiang Qingyu had already exceeded their expectations.

In the Huanxiang Pavilion, after a few rounds of drinking, Jiang Qingyu felt drowsy, but the man was only slightly tipsy after a few drinks.

"It seems that the young lady can't hold her liquor." The man's right hand was already around her waist.

"Looks like I lost." The wine in the jug was empty. She had underestimated the man's alcohol tolerance.

Qing Yu staggered to get up. She didn't know what she wanted to do. She just subconsciously wanted to get away from the man's disgusting embrace. However, her body lost control and she pushed down the food and wine glasses on the small table.

"Snapped!"

Everything fell to the ground, the man kicked the things that were in the way aside, grabbed her wrist and pushed her to the ground.

"Hehe little girl, you are mine."

There was a loud noise in the house, but the tightly closed door did not open. Qing Yu also realized that perhaps this was the "company" that Xiao Yanqing wanted.

Her nerves numbed by alcohol, she collapsed to the ground, and did not resist for a long time, or perhaps she did not have the ability to resist.

She listened to the sound of clothes being torn, her heart ached slightly, and her eyes fell dully on the broken bowl. It all seemed familiar, as if she had returned to that time, that hellish home.

"If only you weren't here! If it weren't for you, none of this would have happened."

"Why did I give birth to a piece of shit like you? Why?!"

"Waste! You are waste!"

The woman's distorted face and her hoarse screams echoed in my ears.

"Waste..." Qing Yu moved his lips.

The word was like a needle piercing her nerves.

No! She's not! She's not!

In a blink of an eye, her pupils shrank sharply, fixed on the broken bowl.

She is no longer the Qingyu of the past. From that day on, she is no longer the same!

She reached out to the fragment with great effort, grabbed it, and held it tightly in her hand.

Without any hesitation, she used all her strength to stab the man's neck. In the blink of an eye, blood gushed out before her eyes.

The man, who had never expected her to fight back, tried to stand up in panic, but before he could even react, she grabbed the fragments and stabbed them into his neck like a knife, again and again, without stopping.

She was as cold as ice, her pupils wide open, and she repeated the movements of her hands just like that day, without caring at all about her skin being pierced by the fragments.

She didn't feel anything in her heart. She only knew that she wanted to resist. She wanted to resist this hellish life.