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

Because what happened in Yongqing City in the past few days was becoming increasingly out of control.

The news of the disappearance of Qing Wu, the courtesan of Huanxiang Pavilion, spread throughout the streets and alleys.

Some people said that they saw her being taken to the Jiang Mansion, while others said that she was the daughter of the Jiang family, so she was kidnapped and taken home.

How could Jiang Zhuo, a man who cares so much about his reputation, tolerate his daughter living in a brothel? But why was Jiang's daughter willing to stay in the brothel and not go home?

If you look into it carefully, you will find that things are not that simple, and the cause and effect behind it has become a topic of discussion.

In order to prevent the rumor from spreading more and more, Jiang Zhuo immediately sent people to deal with the matter, but he was unable to find out the source of the rumor.

Even if the people didn't dare to discuss it in front of him, they would gossip about it behind his back. However, the case of the missing gunpowder raw materials that His Majesty ordered him to handle, along with the disappearance of Jiang Qingyu, continued to ferment, and the murderer even caused a second explosion yesterday.

His Majesty urged and ordered that the case must be solved as soon as possible. He could not tolerate, nor could he accept that the reputation he had gained in the first half of his life would be destroyed.

Someone even linked these two things together, and he finally realized that perhaps these two things were a trap set for him. Currently, the only person who could confirm this conjecture was Jiang Qingyu, and no one else.

The guard kicked Qing Yu to the ground, and she propped herself up as if accepting her fate and knelt on the ground.

Jiang Zhuo was naturally satisfied with her tactful attitude. It seemed that the hardships she had endured in the past few days had made her learn her lesson.

"It's been so many days, have you thought it through?" Jiang Zhuo frowned and his eyebrows drooped. He no longer had the patience he had before.

"I understand." Her weak eyes lost all expression.

"Then tell me, who is the person who helps you behind the scenes?"

"What will happen if I tell him? Father will kill him, right?"

"Just say it."

"I won't tell you." She still insisted.

Jiang Zhuo clenched his fists as if he was suppressing his anger, "Okay, then I'll change the question."

"What on earth are you planning? What exactly do you want to do?"

"Idea? I don't understand what father means, and who specifically are you referring to? I don't understand." She shook her head in confusion.

"Jiang Qingyu! Do you really not know or are you pretending to be stupid?" Jiang Zhuo suddenly raised his voice and scolded her with contempt.

"Haha." She couldn't help but smile bitterly on her pale face. "It was obviously my father who tied me back here himself, and now he's asking me what I'm planning. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"Jiang Qingyu, how do you talk to father like that!" Jiang Mo couldn't help but get angry.

Jiang Zhuo raised his hand to stop Jiang Mo.

"Do you know what's going on now? The whole city is talking about me kidnapping you. Isn't this spread by the people behind you?"

"This isn't the truth. Isn't it just that my father kidnapped me?"

Jiang Zhuo lowered his brows and realized something, "What did Xiao Yanqing do to you?"

When she heard the name, her reaction was still one of fear, as if she had fallen into an abyss from which there was no escape.

"Torture...torture..." Her eyes widened, her nerves confused, and her hands unconsciously clenched together.

Jiang Zhuo carefully examined her current condition. Mo'er was right. Jiang Qingyu was afraid of Xiao Yanqing and must have tortured her.

"Why can't we find the other people who were with you that day?" Even if they were dead, it would be impossible not to find their bodies. The only possibility was that Xiao Yanqing dealt with it. Then why did only Jiang Qingyu escape?

"I...I don't know." She was stunned and shook her head in confusion.

"Jiang Qingyu, you'd better tell the truth, otherwise, don't blame your father for being cruel." Jiang Zhuo walked up to her and looked down at her kneeling on the ground, as if this was his final warning.

"I really don't know! But...but as for other things, I have told you what I did in Huanxiang Pavilion and who I met, and my brother must have conveyed it to you. As for what you said..." She choked and pursed her lips to calm herself down.

He looked at Jiang Zhuo who was looking down at him with fearful but determined eyes, "I just don't want to die!"

Her answer naturally did not satisfy Jiang Zhuo, "Okay, very good, then don't blame your father for using the family rules."

Jiang Zhuo waved his hand, and three guards came to her sides. Two guards held her left and right hands to prevent her from struggling, and the other guard had already brought a torture instrument.

The flat wooden stick was more than half a meter long, strong and tough. It was said to be specially designed. It would not cause bleeding when it hit the skin, but it was very painful. None of the children of the Jiang family were spared, and no one escaped this disaster.

Her body began to tremble just by looking at it, and two lines of tears seemed to be strung together.

This is Jiang Qingyu's fear, and it is also her fear, but she must endure it and must survive.

"Jiang Qingyu, your father is giving you one last chance."

She sobbed again, "Father...I didn't do anything wrong...I just want to live...but I can't betray my benefactor..."

Every word came from the heart, but it could not evoke a trace of kindness from Jiang Zhuo's family.

"Fight." Following the last order.

The whip landed on her back, and just one blow was enough to make her feel so painful that it cut off her breathing.

She gritted her teeth, and before she could catch her breath, the second whip fell.

It hurts, it really hurts.

"Dad! Please forgive me! Please!" She begged for forgiveness again and again while crying.

They saw her miserable and humble appearance. No matter how strong their hearts were, they could not bear the pain of torn flesh, especially Jiang Qingyu who was so thin.

But when they stopped, she still kept silent, so Jiang Zhuo asked someone to repeat it again.

For Qing Yu, the expressions of those two people made her feel more disgusted than the pain.

The eyes were cold to the core, and they even had a smug smile on them. It turned out that these two people were Jiang Qingyu's blood relatives. How sad, really sad.

Jiang Qingyu, is this the suffering you have endured for the past sixteen years? I will get it back no matter what.

At this moment, she didn't know whether it was tears or sweat that soaked her face, nor how many times she had been whipped. She just kept repeating in her heart, "Be patient! Be patient!" In order to achieve her goal, she must be patient.

"Stop!" Seeing that she was about to lose consciousness, Jiang Zhuo finally called a halt.

He reached out and grasped her jaw to check her, making sure she was still alive before giving the order.

"Drag her away, don't let her die."

"Yes."

Qing Yu was thrown back into the cell by them. She fell to the ground and watched the guards leave.

I guess Jiang Zhuo has already confirmed that he is still the person who can be controlled by him.

The pain of the self-torture tactic was no longer a big deal to her, and her showing of weakness and begging for mercy was undoubtedly an attempt to make Jiang Zhuo look down on her.

With such a conceited person, he must have felt that he was in control and it was easy, but he didn't know that he had already fallen into her trap.

For the remaining two days, I'm afraid I'll have to rely on Xiao Yanqing. Now, her winning rate is already 80%.

She couldn't help but wonder in her heart, Xiao Yanqing, what will you do? It's really exciting.