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

They didn't talk about business until Su woke up, finished breakfast, and Hua Niang brought tea.

She took a sip of the warm tea and stared at the ripples in the cup.

"It seems that His Highness has made up his mind."

He listened to her voice returning to its original softness, and it seemed that she was no longer in trouble.

"Have you figured out how to deal with Jiang Zhuo?" Since there is no way to stop this plan, we can only strive for hope.

She turned the teacup in her hand and thought carefully, "Get rid of Jiang Zhuo's suspicion of me and make him trust me."

"How to make him believe you?" he asked.

"If we do it the same way as before, with the addition of Jiang Mo, it should be possible." According to her plan, if she could trick Jiang Mo, the plan would be half successful.

"The rest, how I leave the Xiao Mansion and how I enter the Huanxiang Pavilion, will be left to Your Highness to handle."

"Okay, if Jiang Zhuo asks, you..."

She understood what he meant and wanted to know how she could resolve the situation.

"I won't say it, and I can't say it." The common point between Jiang Qingyu and her character is stubbornness.

Jiang Qingyu would not lie, but he would rather die than reveal what he has confirmed.

He pursed his lips and said, "You know, if Jiang Zhuo doesn't get the answer, he might kill you."

"With my current influence, he probably won't."

According to Jiang Qingyu's memory, Jiang Zhuo did not have the courage to risk his life, but he had the ambition to dominate the world.

"How sure are you?"

"Haha, if I'm not 80% sure, how would I dare to go deep into the tiger's den." She raised the corners of her lips, smiled easily, calmly and at ease.

Eighty percent...

He repeated and pondered in his mind. It was not that he did not believe in her wisdom, but that beneath her wisdom was hidden infinite madness.

"it is good."

After he responded, he fell silent again and it looked like he didn't have any intention of leaving. But, would he trust me so much?

After a moment of silence, she finally asked, "Your Highness should have something else to say to me."

He paused and hesitated for a moment before taking out a small bottle from his clothes. He opened the bottle and a black pill in the bottle rolled into his hand.

He held it out to her and looked into her eyes.

"Is this, poison?" Her calm expression did not change at all, and there was no trace of emotion.

"Correct."

"Give me something to eat?" This question is as simple as asking about the meal.

He didn't respond, but she saw the answer in his face.

Without hesitation, she took the poison in her hand and swallowed it, then casually took a sip of tea.

His heart was suddenly touched, and he asked, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

She asked in return, "Your Highness, are you willing to let me die?"

"Why did you eat it without asking?"

She frankly speculated, "I don't think His Highness will believe that I will provide the truthful information or be obedient when I return to the Jiang Mansion, but my only bargaining chip is my life."

"Nature needs something to control me."

"Yes," he admitted, using her life to control her.

“Ten days, at most ten days. Without the antidote, my internal organs will fester and I’ll be in excruciating pain.” He felt as if he had fallen into a vortex of pain, weighed down by all kinds of troubles.

"Okay, within ten days, I will find a way to return to Huanxiang Pavilion. If I can't come back, it means I have failed." The calmer she was, the more she stimulated his heart.

His fingers tightened unconsciously, anger rose from his heart, and his low voice became heavier uncontrollably.

"Jiang Qingyu! Don't you hate me even though this is happening?!"

Even so, when she put herself in danger, he still doubted her and even used drugs to control her. What's the difference between him and Jiang Zhuo!

She had no hatred or even the slightest complaint. He would rather she hated him!

She looked into his burning eyes and said, "Your Highness bears the hatred of the wrongful death of his relatives and Wen Shu's life. Just for these two reasons, Your Highness cannot take risks. You have your mission, and I have mine."

"I said, we don't need trust. No matter what, I remember the original intention of staying in the Xiao Mansion. Your Highness made me stronger, and I will do things for Your Highness unconditionally."

She was right, she understood him. Despite the current situation, she could still remain calm and calmly analyze the situation and reasons.

But she said they had no trust, so why did she believe him again and again, believe that he would not hurt her, believe that he would help her truthfully and give her the antidote, believe that he would not take the opportunity to frame her and use her life in exchange for the desired result!

She is just a crazy woman who gambles with her life!

He grabbed her forearm, pulled her into his arms, and hugged her tightly.

She was stunned when she heard his words that did not allow for resistance.

"Since you listen to my orders, I command you to come back alive, do you understand?!"

My tense heart relaxed as he spoke, "Okay."

She knew that she was not fighting alone, and he would be behind her.

After explaining everything, Xiao Yanqing left. Under the current circumstances, it was not suitable for her to stay here for too long. She just needed to carry on as usual and be mentally prepared to face the hellish nightmare.

The difference this time is that it was her voluntary choice.

……

The next day, Qing Yu finished playing the last piece, ended the day's tasks and prepared to rest.

She walked down the corridor, but after only two steps, she noticed something strange behind her and her heart suddenly tightened.

It seems that Jiang Zhuo has taken action.

She walked forward as if nothing had happened, but suddenly, a handkerchief covered her mouth and nose. After a silent struggle, she finally fell into a coma.

The person Xiao Yanqing sent to keep an eye on her situation immediately passed the news to him.

"What's wrong, brother?" Seeing his expression change slightly, Xiao Wenshu asked anxiously.

"She was taken away by Jiang Zhuo."

In an instant, Xiao Wenshu's heart sank to the bottom.

Although I know that this is the strategy of my brother and Qingyu, Qingyu is now out of their control.

"Brother, what should we do then?" The worried mood could not calm down for a long time. At least they had to do their best to help Qingyu.

At the same time, he was also trying to calm his agitated emotions, telling himself again and again to believe in her wisdom and that she would definitely succeed.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken, Xiao Wenshu was very angry, "Brother, are we just going to wait like this?"

His eyes darkened, appearing even colder and darker. "No, we have been idle for too long. It's time to give Jiang Zhuo a big gift."

At some point, Qing Yu woke up from his sleep and was greeted by a face that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

When she saw the person in front of her clearly, her body shook uncontrollably, and her panic made the person looking at her smile with satisfaction.

But it seemed particularly strange in Qingyu's eyes.

"Why? Are you so scared of seeing your father?" Jiang Zhuo, who was sitting in his seat, looked down at her lying on the ground.

Qing Yu knelt up, his limbs bound with ropes. He paid attention to his surroundings. From his memory, this small house was used by the Jiang family to lock up prisoners.

She swallowed uncontrollably and took a deep breath that was quickened by fear. "You tied me up... for what?"

"tie?"

"Hehehe." Hearing this word, Jiang Zhuo laughed out loud in his mellow voice.

"I just want my daughter to come home, but she is disobedient, so I have to use some means." As he spoke, Jiang Zhuo continued to look at her with his wrinkled eyes.

"Hehe home?!" She seemed to have heard a ridiculous joke.

She glared at him, gritting her teeth, "Is this a home? No, this is a cage, and I am your prisoner!"