The princess is killing like crazy again

The beams of the house above his head were crumbling, but Li Yaozhi had no will to live.

He stood there holding the zither, motionless, and even closed his eyes peacefully.

"What are you doing?!" he shouted.

Suddenly, a force pushed Li Yaozhi away. He watched the burning beam being split in half, and the flames fell around him like fireworks.

There was a whistling sound in my ears.

When he came to his senses, he was pushed out of the house, away from everyone's sight, and dragged straight to a secluded corner.

Everyone's attention was drawn to the burning and collapsed house, and they were busy putting out the fire and saving people.

No one noticed that Li Yaozhi was rescued.

"Who told you to self-immolate? Who told you to do this? Have I ever told you to die?" Li Yaozhi really heard the voice he had longed for, with coldness and regret.

"Your Highness..." Li Yaozhi's voice was suddenly swallowed in his throat, his chest felt stuffy, and his eyes became moist in an instant.

Xiao Yurong was almost angry to death. If she hadn't come, would Li Yaozhi have just planned to die?

She asked Li Yaozhi to write a book, and Li Yaozhi really died after finishing it?

"I just... I've finished writing it..." Li Yaozhi said softly, his lips trembling and his voice hoarse, "Your Highness... Your Highness is still alive..."

It was like a vision before death, and the person I wanted to see appeared again.

"You are really crazy, completely crazy." Xiao Yurong looked at Li Yaozhi and shook his head, frowning slightly.

Li Yaozhi's expression remained gentle as he stared at Xiao Yurong's face. He did not blame her for faking her death to escape, nor did he blame her for not saying a word.

No details were asked, and no reason was asked.

Li Yaozhi almost calmly accepted the fact that Xiao Yurong was still alive and just faked his death, as if nothing that had happened in the past year had ever happened.

But he just nodded and said softly, "Well, I am crazy."

"If you die like this, history books won't write about you, and you won't get what you want." Xiao Yurong shook his head and looked at Li Yaozhi with puzzled and sad eyes, "If you die like this, you won't achieve success, fame, or leave a name in history."

Li Yaozhi nodded, his eyes soft, "Yes, I know."

Xiao Yurong asked: "After thousands of years, will the history books record you? Will people in the future remember you?"

"No, I know." Li Yaozhi remained calm.

If he does this, future generations will only write about him as someone who has run out of talent, a high-ranking official who committed all kinds of evil, and then one day after he finishes writing a eulogy and a biography, he will set himself on fire.

He knew, but so what?

He already knew that, to him, no matter how famous he was, it was not as important as these three words: Xiao Yurong.

"Is it worth it?" Xiao Yurong asked.

This was more than the first time she asked.

"It's worth it." Li Yaozhi said softly.

Extremely gentle.

Xiao Yurong's heart was extremely complicated. She could understand Li Yaozhi, but she couldn't forgive him easily. But she couldn't hate Li Yaozhi as much as she wanted.

The sky was already covered with dark clouds.

Xiao Yurong said coldly: "Although you have never thought of harming me, I can no longer trust you. Use your actions to prove to me that you are still useful to me."

There was no more warmth in her eyes.

"I know." Li Yaozhi lowered his eyes.

He held Xiao Yurong's hand and said, "If Your Highness is still angry, hit me to vent your anger."

He held Xiao Yurong's hand and slapped himself mercilessly in the face.

The crisp sound of the slap was particularly abrupt, and a clear palm print suddenly appeared on Li Yaozhi's face.

Xiao Yurong was stunned.

Li Yaozhi's expression did not change, and he was about to use his bloody hands to draw the sword from his waist, "If Your Highness is still not satisfied, you can chop me or kill me."

With a "slap" sound, this time it was Xiao Yurong himself who slapped him.

"Have you gone crazy enough?" Xiao Yurong asked coldly.

Li Yaozhi raised his hand and touched his cheek in shock, lowered his eyes, and said, "Yeah."

"If you've had enough of this madness, then go back and clean up the mess yourself." Xiao Yurong said coldly, "I still have to go to Yunzhou to visit and try to atone for my sins. Don't create any more trouble for me."

"Yes, Your Highness." Li Yaozhi's attitude was humble.

Xiao Yurong looked at him in silence for a long time. The anger in his eyes eased a little, but he was still indifferent: "I gave you a chance because we were childhood sweethearts. You have to be useful."

After saying that, Xiao Yurong resolutely turned around and left, leaving Li Yaozhi standing there alone, looking in the direction Xiao Yurong left.

A gentle rain fell from the sky, weakening the raging fire, but the sky also became darker.

During this year, he was repeatedly tortured by regret and self-blame, and tortured by heartbreak and despair.

Li Yaozhi's hair and eyelashes were wet by the rain. He turned around slowly and walked towards the charred ruins.

Xiao Yurong turned his head and looked at Li Yaozhi's back.

When she saw Li Yaozhi's lonely back, she felt a mixture of emotions, perhaps disappointment, perhaps anger, or perhaps a trace of indescribable pity.

Li Yaozhi walked forward.

In fact, Li Yaozhi had already imagined Xiao Yurong's death countless times, and he had also prayed for Xiao Yurong countless times.

It is precisely because he has been with Xiao Yurong for so long that he has a deep understanding of how fragile Xiao Yurong's life is.

His Highness is clearly a genius, but he is hampered by his frail body.

He had long been prepared to die with Xiao Yurong.

For some time after Xiao Yurong's death, Li Yaozhi reflected on his own high self-esteem.

He thought he had planned everything, taking into account people's hearts, the world, and even himself. But he missed Xiao Yurong's heart.

The agency was too smart to calculate, and it wasted Qingqing's life.

Li Yaozhi watched Xiao Yurong die in his arms with his own eyes. He searched for Xiao Yurong for a month with a tiny hope, hoping that Xiao Yurong's death was fake.

But there was no trace of it.

A month later, he decided that whether it was true or false, he would be buried alive with the author after writing the biography.

He promised to be with me through thick and thin.

When Li Yaozhi had no idea where to start writing, he couldn't help but laugh at himself for having run out of ideas.

So he went to Yunzhou to meet Liu Pinjue.

Liu Pinjue stayed indoors in Yunzhou for a long time and did not see any visitors.

I heard from Anan and Abei that he was sitting there alone, playing chess.

But now that Li Yaozhi has arrived, they can play chess.

The master and disciple hadn't fought each other for a long time.

"Teacher, you stay indoors and don't see any visitors. Who is it for?" Li Yaozhi asked bluntly, "A person played chess for so long, and who did he beat?"

Liu Pinjue raised his eyes and glanced at Li Yaozhi, saying indifferently: "You learned lawlessness from her. You don't even know how to write "respect teachers and honor virtues."

"Your Highness may be bright and lively, but he respects his teacher in his heart," said Li Yaozhi.

Liu Pinjue did not comment.

All of Xiao Yurong's disregard for old friendships, all of her dedication, and all of her unscrupulousness just proved how much she valued him as a teacher.

pity……

Liu Pinyu couldn't tell whether he was disappointed in his friend, felt sorry for him, or something else.

He could only tell himself over and over again that the person was gone. It was pointless to dwell on these things since the person was already dead.

That's good, that's best.

They don't have to turn against each other as master and disciple, or confront each other in front of the battlefield, or draw swords against each other and fight to the death.

But when he closed his eyes, he could not forget Xiao Yurong's pale face, nor could he forget Xiao Yurong's eyes.

I can’t forget the words “It’s only you and me” and “You have misled me”.

After a long silence, Liu Pinjue said, "She has been in poor health since she was young."

Li Yaozhi and Wang Fuxuan grew up with Xiao Yurong as childhood sweethearts, and Liu Pinjue also watched Xiao Yurong grow up.

They lived together day and night. Xiao Yurong had a pale face and cold hands and feet all year round. There was an endless supply of medicines that she never missed. There were longevity lamps in the palace that were always lit to pray for Xiao Yurong.

Xiao Yurong has held on until now, Liu Pinjue should praise her for being strong.

Liu Pinjue took Xiao Yurong's pulse countless times to confirm her condition.

He knew that Xiao Yurong had a bad character.

There must be a reason why Xiao Yurong became such a bad person when he grew up. He attacked people indiscriminately when he was young.

Liu Pinjue could not erase her nature, but he had to restrain her, and it took him a lot of effort to temper her temper.

Xiao Yurong just liked to play tricks on people and liked to occasionally change into inconspicuous clothes and secretly attend clan banquets.

Liu Pinjue still remembered that there was a time when Wang Fuxuan was teased by someone. The daughters of several clans laughed at him in a low voice and humiliated him in public, making him look ridiculous.

Some even went so far as to secretly throw stones at Wang Fuxuan and hide his things.

Xiao Yurong even heard that they were planning to release a snake to bite Wang Fuxuan to see what to do since Wang Fuxuan couldn't run or jump.

Xiao Yurong then asked someone to lead the daughters to a secluded place, and pushed Wang Fuxuan out from behind the rockery.

Those people were naturally not stupid. They knew that they were tricked out by Xiao Yurong, but they did not take Xiao Yurong to heart.

At that time, they could not take Wang Fuxuan seriously even though they knew his identity and humble situation, let alone a little girl whose origins were unknown, who was not on the guest list and whose clothes were not outstanding.

Seeing Xiao Yurong standing with her hands behind her back, holding a bamboo pole in her hands, and looking very young, he thought she was Wang Fuxuan's playmate, the daughter of a poor family.

They laughed and talked to each other, telling Xiao Yurong to kowtow and beg for mercy on Wang Fuxuan's behalf, and then the matter would be over.

"How can you guys be so bold and bully others by taking advantage of your power? You must be very popular in the clan, right?" Xiao Yurong's face turned cold, and after a pause, he smiled.

They have a certain status and position in the family, but they are not the most popular children.

The leading girl sneered: "According to what you said, you are of such and such a noble origin?"

This is also the last test.

"I don't have anyone in my family who can support me, so please go easy on me, sisters." Xiao Yurong pretended to be pitiful.

Wang Fuxuan watched her acting from the side and curled the corners of his mouth.

"Hahaha! Who did I think she was? Turns out she is the daughter of a poor family. No wonder she is dressed so shabbily." The group of daughters laughed.

The leader also breathed a sigh of relief, raised his eyebrows and said contemptuously: "It seems that when he saw the Grand Tutor talking to you, he just felt sorry for you for a moment. I really don't know why Grand Tutor Liu likes you."

"Oh? Do you really want to know?" Xiao Yurong tilted his head with a smile, "Because——"

"I am his most vicious student." Xiao Yurong pulled out a thin bamboo pole from behind and poked it at the beehive on top of those people's heads with a clear target.

The hive fell to the ground and the bees swarmed out.

Xiao Yurong was well prepared. She and Wang Fuxuan were both medicine lovers, with bitter medicine on their bodies all year round. Ordinary snakes, insects, rats and ants would not get close to them.

Not to mention that she also sprinkled insect repellent powder and ointment on herself and Wang Fuxuan, and also brought insect repellent sachets.

Therefore, the swarm of bees had a clear target and rushed straight towards the group of girls.

They were young, and were from wealthy families who had never suffered hardship since childhood. They had never seen such a scene before, and they immediately screamed and ran away.

In panic, the first person jumped into the pool, followed by the second and third, and so on.

Xiao Yurong watched the fun from the side and even pulled Wang Fuxuan to laugh together.

"How was it? Did I help you vent your anger?" She said with great pride.

Wang Fuxuan curled the corners of his lips and could not deny it.

In fact, if he wanted to find a way to deal with these people, he also had a way in private. After all, he was not a little white rabbit, but a poisonous snake lurking in the dark.

But he was also happy that Xiao Yurong stood up for him and dealt with the man so ostentatiously.

The swarm lost its target and after hovering on the water for a while, it dispersed.

The girls who had been holding their breath under the water just now gasped for air, flapped their wings and floated to the surface, cursing sharply while swimming towards the shore.

"You stupid girl! Just wait for me! When I come up, I'll show you how I'm going to deal with you!"

Xiao Yurong just wouldn't let them come up. If anyone got close to the shore, she would hit them on the back of their hands with a bamboo stick and push them away.

"You bitch! What do you want to do?" They had lost all their dignity and were in a very miserable state, cursing angrily in frustration.

Xiao Yurong smiled and said, "Several sisters are coming up to deal with me. I'm so scared. I can't let them come up."

The leading girl splashed in the water, choking on the water several times before she regained her composure. She was furious and said, "Bitch, do you know who my father is?"

"Hahahahahaha!" Xiao Yurong laughed out loud.

Xiao Yurong poked her shoulder with the bamboo pole again and pushed her away lightly, "You are blind to the truth. If you knew who I am and who my father is, I guarantee you would be so scared that your eyes would fall out!"

When it comes to competing with fathers, Xiao Yurong has never lost.

The bamboo pole spun fiercely in her palm for a few times. Xiao Yurong narrowed her eyes and smiled cunningly, "If you don't beat the fallen dog now, when will you do it?"

She had not been learning martial arts for too long at this point, and was just mastering the basics. Although her martial arts were not very advanced, she was more than capable of dealing with noble ladies from aristocratic families.

The group of girls were in a panic and were hit several times by Xiao Yurong before they stopped and reacted.

When Xiao Yurong poked him again, he grabbed the bamboo pole and pulled it over, trying to pull Xiao Yurong into the water.

A sinister smile appeared on the leading girl's lips. She wondered how they would teach this damn girl a lesson after taking her clothes off. Otherwise, they would hold her down in the pool and let her suffer.