The princess is killing like crazy again

Xiao Yurong kept the news secret. She was deliberately hiding the truth and was really planning to launch a night attack when the enemy was off guard.

Xie Deshu also caught Anan who had secretly sneaked in to investigate.

Without saying a word, Xiao Yurong locked Anan in the woodshed and treated him to delicious food and drink, but refused to let him go.

Are you kidding? It came to my door, I can’t just let it go.

She is not Liu Pinjue.

Moreover, she also wanted to use Anan to deceive people, just to make Liu Pinjue anxious.

Li Yaozhi was lucky that he didn't suffer any vital injuries. He just needed to take good care of himself.

But his injuries were still more serious. Every time the wound was bandaged, the blood inside and outside had to be changed several basins, which made Xiao Yurong feel distressed.

Yi Yan disagrees with this.

Once again, Yi Yan watched Xiao Yurong wiping the sweat off Li Yaozhi's face with concern. Li Yaozhi smiled at her soothingly with a pale face. She almost bit her back teeth off.

When Xiao Yurong walked out of the tent, Yi Yan sat aside and applauded Li Yaozhi, "Young Master, you really have a good way."

"What do you mean, Mr. Yi?" Li Yaozhi was leaning against the bed railing. After hearing this, he looked up.

He still had a handsome face and a gentle tone.

"It turns out that the little princess still has a grudge against you because of the deal between you and Liu Pinjue. Even if it seems to be back to normal, it is still difficult to mend a broken mirror." Yi Yan said, "Now that this has happened, they are together in life and death. Well, the broken mirror is reunited."

Li Yaozhi smiled: "I didn't think so much when I saved His Highness."

"Yeah." Yi Yan pinched his chin, "I didn't think too much when I saved him, but after I saved him, I used the beauty trap and the self-torture trap a lot."

Li Yaozhi remained calm, "I like Your Highness, and it's only natural for me to want Your Highness's eyes to stay on me for a little longer."

Yi Yan nodded, "Yes, yes, it's human nature, so I'm just praising you, sir."

"Mr. Yi, you are too kind." Li Yaozhi nodded.

"Tsk." Yi Yan smacked his lips.

This Millennium Fox Longjing tea is really difficult to make.

Xiao Yurong felt so sorry for Li Yaozhi because of this.

After much persuasion, Yi Yan volunteered to take care of Li Yaozhi tonight.

Cui Ci Ning also patted his chest and promised that he would stay to look after Li Yaozhi and supervise Yi Yan at the same time.

In addition, Huo Zhao persuaded Xiao Yurong to have a good rest, conserve his energy, and also to be in good spirits to face Liu.

So after Xiao Yurong arranged for Xie Deshu to inspect, he still agreed.

Yi Yan sent Xiao Yurong away amid Li Yaozhi's fake smile and Xiao Yurong's doubt.

Xiao Yurong was originally very energetic, but he felt sleepy immediately after touching the pillow.

After planning so much for so long, she relaxed and soon fell asleep.

There was a rustling sound of wind outside the tent, and a breath of air silently sneaked into the tent.

Xiao Yurong was a light sleeper, and when the breath approached, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Who could break into her tent at this time without alerting anyone? With this ability, wouldn't it be easy to take the head of an enemy general from a thousand miles away?

Xiao Yurong's vigilance and alertness reached its peak. She closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, but her hand touched the nightshade under the pillow.

When Liu Pinjue packed her up and sent her back to Chengchuan, Ye Xing was also carried back in her arms.

She has always carried a night watch with her, and it has witnessed many of her thrilling moments.

As her name suggests, Ye Xing has killed too many people and cannot sleep at night.

Thanks to this, she didn't get stabbed in the neck while she was sleeping.

While wondering who the person was, Xiao Yurong was also thinking about how to deal with him. He was ready to take the initiative and strike with a knife when the person was unprepared.

The man came to her bedside, and Xiao Yurong heard a very low sigh.

It seemed like a sigh of relief, but also like something more was hidden, all dissipated in the silent night sky.

The man extended his hand.

Xiao Yurong suddenly clenched Ye Xing.

But the man just stretched out his hand, gently stroked Xiao Yurong's eyelashes with his fingers, and then retracted his hand.

At this point, Xiao Yurong had already realized who this person was.

It could only be her good master Liu Pinjue.

Both the master and the disciple were exactly the same madman.

If they die, it will be the end for the forces behind them.

However, their two commanders would still break into the enemy camp alone and take risks.

The moment he realized it was Liu Pinjue, Xiao Yurong thought quickly and immediately changed his strategy.

At this point, it means that Liu Pinjue's feelings for her are more than just a little bit hesitant and moved.

Maybe she could use more things than she imagined.

Okay, one, two, three!

After the silent counting was over, Xiao Yurong pulled out Ye Xing with lightning speed and stabbed Liu Pinjue.

Liu Pinjue's reaction was no less severe than that of the past.

He pressed Xiao Yurong's wrist holding the dagger with one hand and pressed Xiao Yurong under him.

It was exactly the same scene as when Liu Pinjue was being hunted by the elders of the Liu clan and fled into Xiao Yurong's courtyard in the suburbs.

Liu Pinjue just frowned subconsciously when he saw Xiao Yurong frowning, tears in her eyes, as if she was in pain.

He was startled and immediately let go of his hand, "Did it press on your wound?"

He was worried about Xiao Yurong's life or death, so he took the risk to break into the enemy camp at night to check.

Just now, he was relieved to see that Xiao Yurong was not in danger of his life. But now he thought that Xiao Yurong was injured and was crushed by him.

Xiao Yurong was an expert at pretending to be sick or in pain, but this time he couldn't do it and couldn't help laughing out loud.

As soon as she smiled, Liu Pinjue immediately understood that she was pretending.

"Xiao Qingqing!" Liu Pinjue withdrew his hand and said slightly angrily.

His tone was the same as before when he was a teacher, angry but not condemnatory.

Xiao Yurong coughed lightly and said, "I am also injured, look!"

She held out her hand, only to find a scratch on her arm.

"There are still some on my back and shoulders." Xiao Yurong said, facing Liu Pinjue's helpless eyes.

Liu Pinjue shook his head. "This is just nonsense."

"Sir, aren't you fooling around by breaking into the enemy camp to see if the enemy commander is injured?" Xiao Yurong raised his eyebrows and asked back.

"I just came to see if the enemy commander is dead." Liu Pinjue suppressed his expression.

Xiao Yurong sneered: "Why come here in person? You taught me, I can't fool you, and you can't fool me either."

"You..." Liu Pinjue was speechless for a moment because he was not in the right.

Xiao Yurong said seriously: "That blood belongs to Shao Yan."

"Oh." Liu Pinjue reacted coldly.

"You really don't care whether he lives or dies." Xiao Yurong condemned Liu Pinjue for being cold-blooded.

"Fathers and sons fight together in battle, but there are no fathers and sons on the battlefield." Liu Pinjue said calmly, "Besides, judging from your reaction, he should be fine. If he really had an accident, you would not treat me like this."

Xiao Yurong would hate him, really hate him.

Xiao Yurong stared at Liu Pinjue for a moment, then smiled and moved closer, "How dare you say you don't love me?"

Liu Pinjue lowered his eyes and looked at Xiao Yurong.

There was silence on both sides.

After a moment's silence, Liu Pinjue sighed softly.

He mentioned for no reason: "The cat..."

Xiao Yurong was stunned for a moment, "What's wrong? You didn't kill it, did you?"

"No." Liu Pinjue lowered his eyes, "Before, looking at that cat, I felt a little anxious. It's hard to tame, and it's heartless. It's too much like you."

Xiao Yurong's face turned cold, "Can't you tame him? You have no heart?"

Liu Pinjue said: "Looking at it reminds me of you. I can't see you or hear your voice in Yunzhou."

"Didn't you write me a letter, sir?" Xiao Yurong asked.

"Yes, but there are some things that cannot be said or written down." Liu Pinjue sneered at himself.

He said calmly, "The cat will forget me in a moment and live happily with another owner. It will follow whoever gives it food and water."

"It's the same as you." Liu Pinjue said.

Xiao Yurong was slightly startled.

Liu Pinjue said: "You will follow whoever gives you love."

Xiao Yurong: "..."

She couldn't deny the fact.

"You blame me for not giving it a name. Giving it a name means being tied to it. It will leave sooner or later, just like giving it to you. I am beginning to regret giving you a name." Liu Pinjue said.

He read out Xiao Yurong's small characters again: "Qingqing, these two words have always been holding me back."

He said this with some bitter nostalgia: "It was your cat, so I never gave it a name. In those days when I thought you were dead, I just thought you had entrusted it to me. I always deceived myself like that."

And Xiao Yurong listened to him quietly.

Liu Pinjue said: "Until one night, I once again told Ah Bei to go to the West Wing and ask, how many times did Qingqing cough and wake up tonight?"

"Abei's expression told me that I was confused again. I thought I was still in Yujing. I thought you were still there."

"After I came to my senses, I sat with the cat in my arms all night. When dawn came, I somehow called out your name to it."

"At that time, it was given a name. I finally realized that it was one of the few things you left for me."

"Until you appear in front of me again."

Until Xiao Yurong appeared in front of him again.

Resurgence.

Say these words to Xiao Yurong, say these words to the enemy general.

How is this different from surrender?

He confessed everything to Xiao Yurong and admitted that he had done something shameful.

"Why are you telling me this?" Xiao Yurong asked.

"Not for anything." Liu Pinjue shook his head, still calm, "Just to tell you this."

"Since you love me." Xiao Yurong raised her hands and held Liu Pinjue's face, "Then sir, just treat me as Fu Guang, isn't it good to have a night of pleasure together?"

Liu Pinjue tapped Xiao Yurong's forehead and pushed her away, "Stop fooling around. Don't be so reckless."

Xiao Yurong immediately turned hostile and snorted, "Then I'll go find Mingyang."

She stood up and was about to step over Liu Pinjue, but Liu Pinjue grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.

After falling into Liu Pinjue's arms, Xiao Yurong was not annoyed. She hugged Liu Pinjue's neck with a smile and said, "How is it? Have you thought about it?"

Inside the tent, purple smoke curled up from the auspicious beast incense burner. Liu Pinjue lowered his eyes and remained silent. His gaze lingered on the radiance between Xiao Yurong's eyebrows, and his expression was moved.

His thumb brushed across Xiao Yurong's lips, his eyes dark, "Have you thought about it?"

"I have Xiaoduo in my mansion, someone in my tent, and countless servants under my skirt. What do you have, sir?" Xiao Yurong tilted his head.

Liu Pinjue was silent for a moment, staring at Xiao Yurong, "Are you very proud?"

Xiao Yurong paused, "Sir, you can't be..."

Liu Pinjue was silent.

Xiao Yurong laughed out loud.

"No matter what, I am still your teacher. Do you want me to learn and then teach you?" Liu Pinjue placed his palm on Xiao Yurong's lower back.

Xiao Yurong smiled: "It's my turn to teach the teacher now."

There was a tangle and the curtains were shaking.

Xiao Yurong leaned down slightly, and her long black hair fell in front of his chest, with a rich floral fragrance.

Her eyebrows are shyly frowned, and her red lips are warmer. Her breath is fresh and fragrant with orchid and musk, and her skin is smooth and plump.

"The frown on your brows, the warmth of your lips, the fragrance of your breath, and the plumpness of your skin are all so dazzling." Liu Pinjue half raised his eyebrows and rubbed his lips and teeth.

"Bah." Xiao Yurong spat softly, "You old man have no shame."

There was no sound.

Xiao Yurong looked down and saw Liu Pinjue frowning and pursing his lips.

"What's wrong? Are you unhappy again because I said something to you?" Xiao Yurong was unhappy instead.

Liu Pinjue paused and said, "Compared to you, I am indeed older..."

"Sir, are you afraid that you will get older and less attractive and I won't like you anymore?" Xiao Yurong was amused.

"Nonsense." Liu Pinjue tapped her nose, "Just thinking about it, when I first saw you, you looked like a porcelain doll. Your father gave you to me, but I didn't dare to hold you. Now you have grown into a graceful young lady."

Xiao Yurong almost laughed out loud.

Xiao Yurong laughed and fell on Liu Pinjue's chest, "You didn't dare to hug the porcelain doll back then, but you dare to hug her now?"

Although his words were blunt, Xiao Yurong's point was too blunt.

After all, he was a teacher. Liu Pinjue was silent for a while, then reached out and covered Xiao Yurong's mouth.

"Then do you want to play or not?" Xiao Yurong pouted.

Liu Pinjue was silent for a while: "... Yeah."

Liu Pinjue is probably like an old tree blooming, and is too crazy.

It's a difficult situation when the rain stops and the clouds disappear.

After all, Liu Pinjue was the enemy commander and could not stay for long. He should have left when the rain and cloudiness stopped, but it would have seemed too cruel to leave at this time.

Besides, the mess on the bed and the tenderness floating in the air all mean something.

But Xiao Yurong lay on the bed without moving at all, with only one arm stretched out from under the quilt, and his white wrist was as white as frost.

The red quilt was as disheveled as the waves and had been pulled down to the waist, revealing the secret dimple on her waist.

The texture is delicate and the flesh is even, just like white snow covering red plums.

It is true that beauty is the most important thing in the world.

Liu Pinjue's Adam's apple rolled a little, but he tucked the corner of the quilt and pulled it up to cover Xiao Yurong, wrapping her tightly with only her head exposed.

Liu Pinjue picked the person up and brushed away the black hair on Xiao Yurong's face, "Qingqing."

Xiao Yurong was naturally lazy and coquettish. She half-opened one eye and seemed quite surprised. "Why are you still here?"

Liu Pinjue's face turned dark.

"Hey." Xiao Yurong turned over in his arms and lay on his knees. "Sir, you might as well think about my suggestion carefully. I want you to be by my side. Let's stop fighting first. I want to return to Yujing to ascend the throne."

She hadn't combed her hair for the past night, and it was hanging down on her shoulders.

There is nothing pitiful about Wan Shenlang's lap.

Liu Pinjue's fingertips sank into Xiao Yurong's long hair and stroked it gently.

Xiao Yurong closed her eyes and gently rubbed his palm.

The more you favor me, the more charming I become; the more you love me, the more impartial I become.

Liu Pinjue finally closed his eyes and sighed, "Okay."