The princess is killing like crazy again

Liu Pinjue looked at the chessboard. His two talented disciples had now grown into great men, and even he could not predict their moves.

It's just that the two sentences that Li Yaozhi and Wang Fuxuan just talked about made Wang Fuxuan confused and revealed some flaws.

"Qingqing, is this method you came up with for her?" Liu Pinjue lost interest in watching any further. He sat down at the piano table and began to tune the strings.

As soon as Liu Pinjue said this, Wang Fuxuan suddenly realized something and immediately looked at Li Yaozhi.

Li Yaozhi did not deny it, but said calmly, "Teacher has good eyesight."

"For all the noble families, the basic survival creed is to not care about the floods as long as the family continues forever." Liu Pinjue tuned the strings of the zither without even looking up, "You mean you want to help her?"

"There is more than one Li Yaozhi in the Li family. If he helps Xiao Yurong, what does it have to do with other members of the family helping others? Would he put all his eggs in one basket? Is he still Li Yaozhi if he does things without leaving any way out?" Wang Fuxuan sneered.

He was merciless and hit the nail on the head: "He is a natural strategist, so why should he take such a big risk for his lord? The situation in troubled times is complicated, and once he makes a mistake, there is no recovery. A strategist or a general can surrender once he fails, and then change his lord to continue to call the shots."

Wang Fuxuan's words were so harsh, but Li Yaozhi's expression remained unchanged.

Li Yaozhi smiled gently instead, "Senior Brother understands Yaozhi so well, Yaozhi is ashamed."

"Heh." Wang Fuxuan sneered.

Liu Pinjue then said slowly, "How can you cause such a quarrel over such a small matter?"

Xiao Yurong went to the Imperial Tutor's Mansion for class as usual. Li Yaozhi and Wang Fuxuan were playing chess, while Liu Pinjue was sitting in front of the piano table, obviously having been waiting for a long time.

However, the three of them sitting here seemed to have a weird atmosphere, as if something had just happened.

"What's going on?" Xiao Yurong glanced around curiously and sat down at the piano table to the left of Liu Pinjue.

Cuicui put down Xiao Yurong's zither and immediately retreated with a look.

"What could it be?" Wang Fuxuan's tone was not good, and he moved his wheelchair. "Let's stop here today. I'm leaving first."

"Okay." Liu Pinjue responded.

The wheelchair turned and Wang Fuxuan left the room.

He left just after Xiao Yurong arrived. Xiao Yurong looked at his back angrily, "He left just after I arrived. What does that mean?"

Li Yaozhi tried to comfort him: "Don't be upset, Your Highness. It's just that Senior Brother just lost the game and he's in a bad mood."

"From childhood to adulthood, when has he ever been in a good mood?" Xiao Yurong curled his lips.

Liu Pinjue knocked on the table and said, "Stop looking around. It's time for you to practice the piano."

Xiao Yurong's face immediately fell, "Shao Yan loves the zither, so he should be allowed to play it. It's really boring to make me practice the zither day and night."

"Stop talking nonsense and start practicing." Liu Pinjue had a blank expression on his face.

Xiao Yurong could only hold her breath and practice the piano.

Li Yaozhi did not leave either. He sat beside Xiao Yurong with a smile and accompanied her in practicing the piano, handing her tea and a handkerchief from time to time.

It was exactly the same as when I was reading with my partner, except that I didn't play the piano.

"Let's stop here today." Liu Pinjue glanced at the burnt incense.

"It's finally over. Now it's time to let Shao Yan play a few songs and drink some wine to relax." Xiao Yurong said.

Liu Pinjue hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Okay, clean your ears."

What do you mean? Xiao Yurong cursed Liu Pinjue secretly, stood up and gave up his seat, sitting on the side of the piano table.

"In that case, I'd better obey your command respectfully." Li Yaozhi sat in Xiao Yurong's previous seat and played Xiao Yurong's piano.

Liu Pinjue took this scene in, his eyes were obscure and unclear.

The waiters served the drinks and then tactfully left. The host was having fun and discussing matters and did not want to be disturbed by others.

Xiao Yurong and Li Yaozhi first toasted their teacher and the host Liu Pinjue, and then drank a glass to each other.

Li Yaozhi plucked the strings of his zither. His zither skills were outstanding, and a piece of music poured out like flowing water in the mountains, making people feel as if they were listening to heavenly music and their ears were temporarily clear.

Xiao Yurong filled two glasses of wine and stood up to pass them to Liu Pinjue. Her bright red nail polish set off the golden wine jar, making her look intoxicating and noble. Her fair wrist was as white as frost and snow, and she wore a jade bracelet.

Liu Pinjue raised his eyebrows and waited for Xiao Yurong to explain his purpose.

"In this scene, the master and the disciple are in harmony." Xiao Yurong smiled with eroticism, "Please drink this cup to the full, and enjoy yourself with me."

"If I don't accept your wine, it would seem that I am unkind." Liu Pinjue took the golden cup but held it in his palm without moving, lowering his eyes to look at the clear wine.

Xiao Yurong raised her head and drank the wine in one gulp, her red lips glossy and shiny, "Sir, why don't you drink?"

Before Liu Pinjue could answer, Xiao Yurong poured another glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp, "I toast to you, sir."

After drinking another glass and putting down the wine bottle, Xiao Yurong's cheeks and eyes began to turn red, and her eyes sparkled, "Sir, please feel free to do as you please."

“Singing while drunk, what is life like?” Xiao Yurong smiled and spun around, waving her wide sleeves, blending into the music and dancing to the sound of the piano.

The sound of the piano gradually became fiercer and more majestic. In the green cloud clothes and white colorful clothes, Xiao Yurong was like a dragon and a phoenix, as if she startled a gust of wind that swept the flowers.

The sound of the piano became melodious, and Xiao Yurong's green dress, like a light gauze, lingered around her body, and a smile lingered around the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

The bun is loosely rolled up, and the hair is lightly made up. The green mist is light and green, and the flying hairspring is uncertain.

Li Yaozhi played music while Xiao Yurong danced. The two of them cooperated with each other in perfect harmony, which was seen by Liu Pinjue.

Liu Pinjue taught the two of them that those people who were somewhat related to Xiao Yurong, to put it bluntly, were all people who grew up together. Who wasn't someone's childhood sweetheart?

It’s just that Li Yaozhi had been with Xiao Yurong from the very beginning and they were most familiar with each other.

Even if Xiao Yurong just leaned over slightly or gave her a look, Li Yaozhi would understand what she meant.

One thing about childhood sweethearts is that when Li Yaozhi took care of Xiao Yurong, it was too natural that no one noticed anything wrong, even Liu Pinjue subconsciously ignored it.

Li Yaozhi helped Xiao Yurong not only for the sake of his family and various plans, but more out of selfish motives.

Liu Pinjue raised his head and drank the wine, then propped up his head to watch the two people playing in harmony, his eyes dim.

Playing the piano and drinking wine without knowing when it was getting dark, it was a great time. The sound of the piano gradually became lighter, and Xiao Yurong turned around to end this drunken dance.

She staggered a bit while laughing, and only stood up after Li Yaozhi held her arm.

"Your Highness." Li Yaozhi said helplessly.

Xiao Yurong laughed so hard that she fell into Li Yaozhi's arms. "Where there is a will, there is a way. Shao Yan, you and I are all people with a will. I wish Shao Yan a high position and generous salary, and I wish you all that you wish for."

"You're drunk." Liu Pinjue put down the wine bottle, "What you said is nonsense."

Xiao Yurong smiled and spread out his hands, saying, "The dragon and the tiger will split at the sound."

"What a great dragon and tiger, they split apart at the same sound." Liu Pinjue looked at her.

"Sir, do you still think this is nonsense?" Xiao Yurong asked.

Liu Pinjue did not answer, but Li Yaozhi supported Xiao Yurong with a smile and said, "Your Highness has drunk too much."

It was rumored in the previous life that Liu and Xiao shared the world.

What about this life? If she seeks the skin of a tiger and associates with jackals and wolves, will the ending be different?

Throughout her life, she loved the atmosphere of fireworks, colorful clothes, rouge colors, and aged wine. She loved all the worldly things and sacrificed herself to celebrate the glory.

They all have their own ways, and no one can stop them from doing what they want to do.

*

Emperor Xiao's birthday was approaching, and it happened to be shortly after the announcement of the results. Xiao Yurong had attended many banquets one after another, and had also met many of the candidates who were chosen as sons-in-law based on the results of the exam.

Xiao Yurong naturally prepared a birthday gift early and presented it to his father, but he did not expect to meet another old friend on the emperor's birthday celebration.

Seeing that after Xu Chen, the garrison commander who had returned to Beijing for the Wanshou Festival, came forward to present a gift, Xiao Yu paused for a moment and asked, "What's wrong?"

Glancing at Xu Chen, Xiao Yuxie thought for a moment. He had no memory of Xiao Yurong having any conflicts with this person. "Do you know him? It seems that you hate him, Rongrong."

"I hate him." A few drops of wine splashed from Xiao Yurong's glass as he stared at Xu Chen's back.

Xiao Yuxie didn't ask why, and wiped the wine off the back of Xiao Yurong's hand, "You don't like it, he only came back to Beijing recently, and he will go back to Xuancheng in a few days."

That's why I hate him. Xiao Yurong clenched his teeth.

In the previous life, the rebel army was at the gates of Xuancheng and it was in danger. The third brother Xiao Yusheng and the fourth brother Xiao Yucheng were ordered to march to rescue Xuancheng.

It was this defending general Xu Chen who had already rebelled, and once the isolated city was closed, Xiao Yucheng was trapped and killed.

Inside the lonely city, Cui Ci Ning killed Xiao Yucheng.

Xiao Yusheng barely escaped death thanks to his subordinates' desperate escort, but he was also seriously injured and lost an ear.

The thousand-man army that rushed to the rescue as the vanguard was trapped and killed, suffering heavy casualties.

It was because Xiao Yucheng was once praised by the army for having the style of Emperor Gaozu, and Emperor Gaozu fought hard against the barbarians, so the barbarians called him the Tiger Ancestor.

Xu Chen then hung Xiao Yucheng's head on the city wall, hunted a tiger, sewed the tiger's head to Xiao Yucheng's headless body, and paraded it through the streets for public display.

Afterwards, Cui Ci Ning held him accountable. Xu Chen asked for Cui Ci Ning's forgiveness on the grounds that the two armies were facing each other and Xiao Yurong had also put the heads of Cui clan members on the points of guns to challenge Cui Ci Ning.

Cui Ci Ning was so angry that he wanted to kill Xu Chen in public, but was stopped by Liu Pinjue.

As for what happened to Xu Chen afterwards, Xiao Yurong had no idea. She sent many people to look for Xu Chen's whereabouts, but all returned empty-handed.

In the end, nothing came of it, so she set fire to the princess's mansion and committed suicide.

"You don't understand, brother." Xiao Yurong tried his best to control his tone, "I hate him, I even hate him."

She and Cui Ci Ning hurt each other, and their hands were stained with the blood of each other's relatives and friends.

However, although Xu Chen was a traitor, the Xiao family did not owe him anything and even treated him well.

Sewing the tiger's head and Xiao Yucheng's body together and parading them through the streets, such an insult, such, such...

Xiao Yurong's hand holding the wine glass was shaking a little, but Xiao Yuxie held it tightly.

Xiao Yuxie's fingertips caressed the back of Xiao Yurong's hand, silently comforting him, "If you really don't like him, I will find an opportunity..."

"No, brother." Xiao Yurong interrupted him, "Let me do it myself."

She wanted to behead Xu Chen with her own hands.

She looked at her fourth brother who was drinking and having fun with the black-clothed boys who were playing together and laughing so hard that he was bent over, and her eyes welled up a little.

Xiao Yucheng was the most flamboyant and cheerful son of Emperor Xiao. He practiced martial arts since childhood and had a bright mind, but in the end he died in such a way.

Xiao Yuxie hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay."

Xiao Yurong calmed down a little and looked around. To her surprise, she saw Ning Rou and her new husband sitting in the distance.

Ning Rou's father is actually a despicable man who sells his daughter for fame and fortune. In recent years, the Ning family has been stretched to the limit in terms of expenses. Ning's father has been demoted one after another for his poor performance, and he married his daughter to a widower for the sake of a betrothal gift.

Although this widower is old, he holds the title of Shizhong, and as an old man and young wife to Ning Rou, he almost obeys Ning Rou's words.

But it seems that Ning Rou herself doesn't appreciate it.

Xiao Yurong saw the waiter serve Ning Rou a bowl of okra soup, but Ning Rou didn't touch it. The waiter then gave Ning Rou a chicken roll with chopsticks, but Ning Rou took it and threw it back.

Looking at Ning Rou's gaze again, it was either on Li Yaozhi or on Xiao Yurong himself.

This is because he still misses Li Yaozhi and hates her. But Xiao Yurong is not surprised.

Emperor Xiao drank a few more glasses of wine on the high seat. He was in high spirits. Seeing that Xiao Yurong hadn't eaten much, he asked, "Rongrong, you haven't eaten much from now on. You've been looking around. What's wrong? Is it because the food prepared by the imperial kitchen today doesn't suit your taste?"

"I have been busy these days and have not been to the palace often. The imperial kitchen dared to neglect me and even did not serve many of my favorite dishes." Xiao Yurong replied.

She suppressed the gloom in her heart, thinking that today was Emperor Xiao's birthday after all. It would be too unlucky to let Xu Chen die here, and it would also disrupt her father's birthday banquet.

Just be patient and wait until tomorrow.

Emperor Xiao smiled and said, "Didn't you hear? Our Princess Zhaoyang said the dishes are not to her liking. Why don't you go and add a few dishes she likes?"

"Yes, that's right." The chief eunuch responded quickly and flatteringly, and ordered his subordinates to pass on the message.

The rest of the people were generous. Princess Zhaoyang was indeed very favored. Even if she ate a little less, she would be cared for and asked about it.

Among all the princes and princesses, she was the only one who received this treatment.

There were several rounds of food and wine, singing and dancing, and the sound of stringed instruments. It was not until Emperor Xiao grew tired and left that the banquet was finally over.

Xiao Yuxie originally wanted to send Xiao Yurong back to the princess's mansion, but was pulled away by his staff to discuss matters halfway. King Wen had been making strange moves recently, and many people with a keen political sense had noticed that something was wrong.

Xiao Yurong didn't really care whether Xiao Yuxie would see him off or not. He was already full of things on his mind, and was dragged by Xiao Yucheng to go to his house to add more wine, turn on the lights, and resume the banquet to have a few more drinks.

"It's been a long time since we talked about poetry and life philosophy together. Today is our father's birthday, so it's a good time!" Xiao Yucheng put his arm around Xiao Yurong's shoulders, and began to stagger drunkenly. "You and I, brother and sister, will have a quiet conversation today, drinking wine and writing poetry!"

Xiao Yurong was worried and sad about him, but he knew nothing about it and was heartless, which made Xiao Yurong upset.

"Still writing a fu? Can you do it?" Xiao Yurong glanced at him angrily.

Xiao Yucheng didn't care about his sister's open and secret ridicule of him. Although he was an excellent martial artist, his literary literacy was really poor.

However, he has a straightforward nature. Even if he is heartless and cheerful, he will not let down at the critical moment.