The princess is killing like crazy again

"So you still want me to stay. When did you start to trust me like this?" Yi Yan asked.

"Don't mess with those who haven't revealed their cards." He pulled Xiao Yurong to the front.

Xiao Yurong instinctively sensed a hint of danger, but Yi Yan's attitude was quite casual.

Yi Yan was clearly sitting, but he kept holding her hand, not letting her leave.

"You don't even know my real name, little princess." Yi Yan stared at Xiao Yurong, "I can go back a thousand years, how dare you be sure that I won't hurt you?"

Xiao Yurong's expression was frozen, her face turned cold, and she tried to pull her hand back.

But Yi Yan held his hand tightly.

Yi Yan raised his hand and carried Xiao Yurong to the bed, "I won't hurt you."

"What do you mean? Have pity on me?" Xiao Yurong's pale face was flushed abnormally, as if every breath made her extremely strenuous.

"I can't guarantee that I can stay, but I will always be at your service while I am here." Yi Yan turned his head and kissed Xiao Yurong's forehead.

Xiao Yurong was stunned.

"My name is Yi." Yi Yan said sincerely.

Xiao Yurong was stunned for a moment, "One?"

Yi Yan nodded, "Or maybe it's just a code name. When I became a spy and a member of the organization, I also gave up my name and true identity accordingly."

"Because I'm always number one, my code name is One." He grinned, as if he never took these things to heart.

"What about Yi Yan? Is that the name you gave yourself?" Xiao Yurong asked.

"When I came here, I saw a poem," Yi Yan said, "Too much love makes one tired, too little love makes one change. But if you miss me forever, I will see you forever."

Xiao Yurong looked at Yi Yan quietly.

Yi Yan smiled, held Xiao Yurong's hand and put it against his face, "The face you like is real, and everything you see is real."

"Like you said, you don't believe in forever, and neither do I. Forever is very long, and forever is very far away. It is human nature to be fickle," he said.

"The so-called end of love, some die from overeating due to lack of food and some die from hunger due to lack of food. Long absence leads to forgetting, and less contact leads to estrangement. Being used to being together leads to dislike, and frequent contact leads to estrangement. Being close leads to desire for distance, so they share the same cell but have different aspirations." When Yi Yan said these words, he became unlike himself.

He gently nuzzled Xiao Yurong with the tip of his nose, "When we are always close, we gradually want to be far away, so we are in the same cell but have different intentions."

Xiao Yurong's familiar breath was on Yi Yan's neck and shoulders. This inappropriate intimacy made Yi Yan feel a little dizzy.

He thought again that he shouldn't have come back and shouldn't have lost everything.

But he put his cheek against Xiao Yurong's cold face and said, "I must tell you, little princess, I am free, and so are you."

Yi Yan said: "If we are tied together for too long, we will get tired of each other. I don't want to get tired of each other in the end."

He smiled: "So, even if we are separated by two places, even if we never see each other again, as long as we care about each other, it is like seeing each other every day."

It is easy to get tired of seeing too much love, and easy to change when seeing too little love. But if you can always miss someone, you will see them often.

"You speak in such a flowery way that it's unlike you anymore." Xiao Yurong reached out and pinched Yi Yan's face.

Yi Yan patted Xiao Yurong's hand that was pinching his face, "You crazy boy, you look so weak, it's not like you anymore."

"You are so seriously ill, yet you get out of bed barefoot and refuse to take medicine. I think you are really crazy." Yi Yan pressed Xiao Yurong's shoulders to let her lie down and covered her with a quilt.

"It's no use taking medicine." Xiao Yurong half closed his eyes tiredly.

Yi Yan's eyes flickered for a moment, and he tucked the quilt for Xiao Yurong, "Since you don't want to use Qionghua..."

He leaned down, leaned close to Xiao Yurong's ear, and asked in a low voice: "Then, do you want to try that witch doctor?"

Xiao Yurong looked at him.

"Before I came to see you, I asked her first. You didn't bring her to Rucheng to waste food, right?" Yi Yan curled the corners of his lips.

"Want to put on a show? I'll help you. Anyway, you're the best at breaking people's hearts." Yi Yan held Xiao Yurong's hand and stroked Xiao Yurong's joints lightly.

To be honest, Yi Yan felt a little gloating over Li Yaozhi's actions.

He knew that Li Yaozhi had vaguely guessed something, but he couldn't guess the details of his previous life.

Xiao Yurong was a vengeful person, and even though he trusted Li Yaozhi, he would still feel resentful about Li Yaozhi's instigation in his previous life.

If Li Yaozhi had not died with Xiao Yurong in the previous life, Xiao Yurong would never have had any true love for Li Yaozhi in this life.

Because of Li Yaozhi's special nature, Xiao Yurong will have higher requirements for Li Yaozhi.

But in this life, Li Yaozhi still added fuel to the flames and still plotted against Xiao Yurong, even though the source of it was for Xiao Yurong.

In Xiao Yurong's state, Li Yaozhi seemed to have broken the last straw.

If I don’t get rid of my real sister-in-law now, when will I?

"I'm not sure if she can succeed." Xiao Yurong said.

This is also the reason why she was hesitant to use the witch doctor.

Because the witch doctor was not sure whether the ancient method could save the person, it could not be used until the last moment.

This is a gamble with your life.

"Then let's see if God favors you. I will stay with you." Yi Yan lowered his head and kissed Xiao Yurong's knuckles.

Regardless of whether Xiao Yurong was dead or alive, he chose to stay until the last moment.

He didn't believe in fate, but at this moment he believed in Xiao Yurong.

*

Liu Pinjue knew that forcing Xiao Yurong might not be useful, but forcing Li Yaozhi would be useful.

Otherwise, Li Yaozhi would not have reached a cooperation with him.

But Xiao Yurong was unexpectedly yet understandably cruel and unwilling to meet any of Liu Pinjue's conditions.

The doctors came in and out, all with troubled expressions on their faces, shaking their heads and sighing.

Everyone in Yunshui knew that Xiao Yurong's condition was deteriorating and that he didn't have much time left.

In the end, Li Yaozhi knelt down in front of Liu Pinjue and begged.

"Teacher, please give me some medicine to save Your Highness' life." Kneeling on the ground, Li Yaozhi lowered his body and knocked his head heavily on the cold ground.

This young man who was worshipped like a beautiful jade walked down from the altar, shattered his cold and indifferent nature, and crushed too many things behind it.

Liu Pinjue looked at his students with a complicated expression, "They all say that you are humble and polite, but I know you have always been arrogant."

"Her Highness is also the teacher's student. She calls you sir and has been with the teacher since she was young. Many years have passed in the blink of an eye. Even out of pity for the little bit of master-disciple relationship, I ask the teacher to give me medicine." Li Yaozhi said.

He raised his eyes to look at Liu Pinjue, "My life, my strategy, the Li family, financial power, assassins... anything is fine, as long as it can save His Highness, I will give you anything."

Li Yaozhi knew that Xiao Yurong might have a shallow fate and a life thinner than paper.

Then he will bear the consequences and be the martyr.

After a long silence, Liu Pinjue closed his eyes and said, "Give Qionghua to her."

This may be the most unprofitable deal Liu Pinjue has ever made in his life.

But he underestimated Xiao Yurong's cruelty and overestimated his own cruelty.

Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect.

Xiao Yurong's heart is more ruthless than plants.

In the vortex of power struggles, Xiao Yurong was truly hurt by the joint calculations of those around him.

Originally, Xiao Yurong had no intention of taking such a risk, but now, filled with disappointment, anger, and the support of boredom, she decided to try what was originally a last resort.

The witch doctor from the North Country was at least within the Chu Le area and was loyal to Xiao Yurong.

Before Dugu Ying appeared, before Chu Le and the Northern Kingdom went to war, the witch doctor swore allegiance to Xiao Yurong.

"This technique is extremely risky, and I can't guarantee its success. Princess, are you really determined?" asked the witch doctor.

"Only when you are in danger can you survive." Xiao Yurong looked up at the flickering candlelight wearily.

She understood that she might have no way out, and Qionghua might not be able to recover.

The oil is gone and the lamp is dry.

The witch doctor said: "This will make your pulse weak and cause irreversible damage to your body. But you may be able to gain new life from it and be reborn into nirvana."

"Then let's give it a try." Xiao Yurong said softly, "Let's see if destiny favors me."

Day after day, his trusted subordinates spread the news that Xiao Yurong's condition was deteriorating and that he would not live long.

The people of Chu Le were in a panic, and all forces were secretly paying attention to Yun Shui.

Carrier pigeons from all over the country flew to Yunshui with letters, but Xiao Yurong did not open any of them.

The room was filled with a strong bitter smell of medicine, and Li Yaozhi half-knelt beside Xiao Yurong's bed.

Xiao Yurong was lying on the bed, his face pale.

Li Yaozhi couldn't even feed much of the medicine now. He blew the medicine prepared by the witch doctor to cool it down and fed it to Xiao Yurong's lips. Xiao Yurong cooperated and drank a little, which was rare.

But her body grew colder and her breathing grew weaker.

"Your Highness..." Li Yaozhi used a handkerchief to wipe the medicine off Xiao Yurong's lips, his face also pale.

Li Yaozhi brought up the medicine prepared by Qionghua, and held Xiao Yurong's hand pleadingly, "Your Highness."

Xiao Yurong raised her hand, and Li Yaozhi helped her sit up slowly, holding her arm with one hand and secretly supporting her waist with the other hand.

Xiao Yurong looked at Li Yaozhi with difficulty and calmly.

Li Yaozhi carefully brought the medicine to Xiao Yurong.

He still held out hope that Qionghua could heal Xiao Yurong.

With almost no warning, Xiao Yurong suddenly knocked over the medicine bowl, and all the medicine spilled out.

The sound of the porcelain bowl breaking made everyone present stand there in a daze.

"Your Highness!" Li Yaozhi froze for a moment.

Almost instinctively, he knelt beside the broken porcelain and used his precious hands to pick up the broken porcelain mixed in with the remaining medicinal soup, knowing that it was futile.

The finger was cut and blood mixed into the medicine.

Someone reacted and rushed forward to help Li Yaozhi in a futile attempt to save something.

Someone also came up to support Xiao Yurong.

Some people even rushed out of the house, perhaps to inform someone.

"I have to save you... Your Highness, how can I save you in this way..." Li Yaozhi was almost choked and unable to speak.

There were many small cuts on his hands, all of which were bleeding.

Yi Yan looked at Li Yaozhi and had to admit that Xiao Yurong was sometimes terribly cruel.

Li Yaozhi was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. He is repressed but noble. He seems gentle and decent, and there is a breeze and bright moon everywhere.

But he was as calm as a spring breeze, and had the power of life and death when making his move, but he just lowered his eyebrows and smiled.

Those hands burned incense and bathed, played the piano, wrote calligraphy and paintings, and wrote beautiful articles, but they also took the piano out of the fire for Xiao Yurong, and held the knife with bare hands, which were full of scars.

If Xiao Yurong wanted to torture someone, he knew best how to poke that person's sore spot and make that person suffer unbearable pain.

Xiao Yurong laughed, and laughed loudly. The intermittent laughter gradually turned into a violent cough.

She spat a mouthful of blood on Li Yaozhi's shoulder.

Li Yaozhi hurriedly supported the fallen Xiao Yurong, "Your Highness!"

"Li Yaozhi, what makes you think you can do this?" Xiao Yurong gasped, breathing hard. "What makes you think I will let it go? What makes you think I will admit it, and live according to your plan? What makes you think your plan is foolproof?"

"Cough cough cough cough!" She coughed heart-wrenchingly.

Li Yaozhi held Xiao Yurong in his trembling hands and asked tremblingly, "There must be a way... Is there any other way?"

The witch doctor shook his head and sighed in front of everyone: "The princess is seriously ill and there is no way to save her."

"If not, I heard that there is a Yunshui Temple in the mountains outside Chule Yunshui. The deceased master in the temple may have some way." said the witch doctor.

"Okay, okay! I'll go find him, I'll go find him right away!" Li Yaozhi picked up Xiao Yurong and turned to walk out, "Prepare the car, let's go to Yunshui Temple!"

He lowered his head and whispered, "Your Highness, it will be done soon, soon. There will be a way..."

Ah Bei ran into Li Yaozhi who was holding Xiao Yurong. He was ordered to stop Li Yaozhi. Seeing this scene, he quickly stepped forward and said, "Stop!"

Li Yaozhi turned a deaf ear to it.

"Stop, where are you taking her?" Ah Bei stood in front of Li Yaozhi with an unpleasant look on his face. "She is so sick, and you still want to take her away? Do you think she has too long to live?"

"Get out of the way." Li Yaozhi said almost calmly.

But his calmness concealed too much madness and paranoia, like a volcano about to erupt.

Yi Yan followed behind, his eyes never leaving Xiao Yurong.

He had promised to stay with Xiao Yurong until the last moment, and the destined moment had arrived.

But he didn't intend to stop Li Yaozhi, because these were what Xiao Yurong wanted to see.

"Let him go, let him try." Yi Yan said, "Qionghua is gone. Is there any other way except Master Yuanji? You can't just keep the princess here to die."

Abei clenched his teeth and stood there frozen.

Li Yaozhi simply hugged Xiao Yurong and walked around him.

Yi Yan looked at Ah Bei, "Your master has messed up his mind with this move. The news of the princess' serious illness has spread throughout Chu Le. I'm afraid that people from the Xiao, Huo, and Cui families will arrive soon. What should we do then? Didn't your master make plans early?"

"You don't need to worry about it!" Abei's eyes turned red.

He cursed, "You ungrateful bastard, it's a waste that she cares so much about you, but you don't even care if she lives or dies!"

"I care." Yi Yan said.

But there was no expression on his face.

Ah Bei didn't want to say more. He glared at him angrily with a murderous look in his eyes and went back the same way.