The princess is killing like crazy again

Xiao Yuxie's return naturally caused quite a stir.

Some court officials who had originally kept their mouths shut began to revive and began to say that they wanted to follow the orthodoxy and that Xiao Yuxie should be restored to the throne and Xiao Yurong should abdicate in favor of someone more virtuous.

This is of course impossible.

The Fuyang Guards went door to door again, with Yu Shu leading the way personally.

Naturally, almost everyone kept their mouths shut the next morning.

Naturally, there are some brave men who are willing to take a gamble, after all, everyone wants that chair.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yuxiu calmly said that he had no intention of the throne, and said that now that things had come to this, Xiao Yurong would be a good emperor.

If the emperor was replaced frequently, wouldn't it be like a child's play? How could he have any prestige?

Xiao Yuxie's attitude made several ministers who supported Xiao Yuxie's restoration so angry that they vomited blood.

The ministers are about to fight to the death, why does Your Majesty surrender first?

It was natural for Xiao Yurong to let Xiao Yuxie become the regent. After all, what the late emperor said did sound a bit ambiguous.

After this, the last voices of opposition completely disappeared.

Xiao Yurong's rule is already as solid as a rock. Except for the forty-nine tribes in the north that might cause unrest, no one in Chule can compete with him.

Now that Xiao Yurong had some free time, he finally had the opportunity to ask Liu Pinjue about the psychological process behind his surrender.

If it were someone else, knowing that the enemy commander had offered to surrender, he would have tacitly arranged for him to be properly resettled.

But she is one of those people who takes advantage of others.

"Hehe, how did you figure it out, sir?" Xiao Yurong asked while lying on Liu Pinjue's lap.

She laughed so wildly that Liu Pinjue couldn't bear to look at her. He tapped her brow and pushed her a little further away.

Xiao Yurong came back and said, "Go ahead and say it."

"The beauty gave me a golden sword, how can I repay her?" Liu Pinjue said after a moment of silence.

Just like the game of chess they played before, a draw.

The two players gain living space through the struggle between black and white, yin and yang.

They are also constantly struggling to gain not only the survival of the family, but also that position.

But in fact, chess is about feeling the changes in the laws of nature through the existence of qi, and ultimately achieving harmonious coexistence and contentment with one's destiny.

His ideal was a prosperous and peaceful world. If he continued to fight, it would go against his original intention.

They have reached a critical point in this game, where it is either a symbiosis or a fight to the death.

Their situation is balanced, and whoever destroys the balance first will lose the game.

Chu Le will fall into chaos because of this civil strife, the people will suffer, and the Northern Kingdom is still watching covetously. No matter who wins or loses in the end, they will never be able to erase their complex emotions towards each other as they try to rebuild the wasteland in regret and self-blame.

Xiao Yurong was raised by him, and he believed that with his assistance, Xiao Yurong would be a good emperor.

Xiao Yurong smiled and hooked her arm around Liu Pinjue's neck, "Sir, you are really hypocritical. In the final analysis, you are just trapped by beauty."

"When you lectured me before, you said that I was relying on my beauty to show off. I was a rosy skeleton wrapped in a layer of painted skin, but there was nothing inside. This shows that beauty is also useful." She raised her chin proudly.

Liu Pinjue lifted a strand of her hair and said, "Beauty is of course useful. It can only be a sharp weapon when paired with your brain, your skills, and your ambition. Otherwise, it will only be a double-edged sword stabbing you."

Xiao Yurong snorted.

"Besides, it will be useful to me only if I put it on you." Liu Pinjue tapped her nose.

Xiao Yurong laughed again: "What do you think of putting it on Dugu Ying?"

Liu Pinjue paused and raised his eyebrows, "It is also useful."

"What do you mean?" Xiao Yurong asked.

"He likes you because you are the symbol of Chule's prosperity. You are the paradise in his mind, far away from the snowy northern country, and you also break through the decaying Chule. You are a real paradise." Liu Pinjue said.

"Yeah, that makes sense." Xiao Yurong nodded, pretending to admire him. "Then sir, how do you think I can use this beautiful body to make him fall in love with me and never want to leave?"

Liu Pinjue saw her mischief and gently pinched her cheek, "He is not a tyrant."

"But if you want him to live in peace with you, you should make concessions and give him some love, and he may be willing to put aside his personal hatred temporarily." Liu Pinjue said.

He paused, "Or do you want to fight? If you want to conquer the North, even though it's a thankless task and a waste of money and manpower, it can also prevent future troubles."

Seeing Liu Pinjue begin to ponder and think about ways to attack the forty-nine tribes of the Northern Kingdom, Xiao Yurong called a stop.

"What do I need that bitter cold land of the North for?" Xiao Yurong waved his hand. "It would be better to live in peace."

Even the people of the Forty-Nine Tribes found it difficult to survive in that place, and countless people were killed and injured when winter came, let alone the people of Chu Le.

This is also why they yearn for Chu Le and the unfrozen bay so much.

Liu Pinjue nodded, "Your birthday is coming soon, ask your uncle to be the envoy and invite Dugu Ying to Yujing to attend your birthday ceremony?"

This is a good excuse to invite Dugu Ying to negotiate peace.

"Will he come?" Xiao Yurong asked.

Liu Pinjue said, "He will come on your birthday."

Xiao Yurong nodded, "Then why is my uncle going?"

"Are you going to ask Cui Mingyang to go? If he goes, Chu Le and Beiguo will definitely fight." Liu Pinjue said with a smile.

That's true. Cui Ci Ning and Dugu Ying must be eager to chop off each other's heads.

Xiao Yurong thought it was reasonable, but when he mentioned Huo Zhao, he felt a little worried.

She thought that after going through so much, Huo Zhao should know her feelings and understand her thoughts.

Who knows that although Huo Zhao is now in a state of cherishing her after losing her and regaining her, he is still very strict in observing the rules.

Whether it is the etiquette between the monarch and his subjects, or the order of seniority, all aspects are very polite.

It seemed as if it was for the sake of their affection, no matter whether they were uncle and nephew, master and apprentice, or monarch and subject, as long as he could maintain this affection, the greatest concession and restraint he could make.

Privately, Huo Zhao now avoids Xiao Yurong whenever he sees her.

"What? Have you been avoided by Huo Zhao?" Liu Pinjue raised his eyebrows.

Xiao Yurong sighed, the point was self-evident.

Liu Pinjue smiled, "Then do you want him?"

"Not annoying." Xiao Yurong relaxed his brows.

"That's love." Liu Pinjue said.

Xiao Yurong remained silent.

Liu Pinjue entangled Xiao Yurong's hair with his fingertips, "Then just tell him straight out."

"He is avoiding me like the plague now. How can I explain it to him clearly?" Xiao Yurong wrinkled his nose.

"Well, then let me teach you?" Liu Pinjue raised his eyebrows, put his palm on Xiao Yurong's waist, and held her in his arms.

Xiao Yurong was really surprised, "Sir, you know all this?"

"Why don't you understand?" Liu Pinjue's nose was close to hers, "Men understand other men's minds best."

"Then come and teach me!" Xiao Yurong was very interested.

"Just call me a good word and I'll teach you." Liu Pinjue said.

Xiao Yurong was almost stunned by this shameless old man, "Men really become more promiscuous as they get older."

Liu Pinjue's face darkened. "It seems that Your Majesty is confident about what to do. There is no need for me to say anything more."

"Hey hey hey!" Xiao Yurong grabbed Liu Pinjue who was about to leave, "Sir, why do you get more irritable as you get older?"

She found that Liu Pinjue just couldn't stand the word "old".

That’s right, besides Huo Zhao, Liu Pinjue is the oldest person around her.

Therefore, Xiao Yurong, who never knew how to be considerate of others, was willing to be considerate of Liu Pinjue.

She hooked her arm around Liu Pinjue's neck and called out, "Sir? My dear?"

Liu Pinjue's eyebrows relaxed and he smiled, "Shout again."

"My dear?" Xiao Yurong tilted her head.

A low laugh escaped from the man's throat, and Xiao Yurong could feel the vibration of his chest while lying in his arms.

"Just do this when you meet him." Liu Pinjue lifted Xiao Yurong's chin and kissed him.

Their lips and teeth were attached to each other, and Liu Pinjue kissed passionately, with the corners of his eyes slightly red, "Good disciple, have you learned it?"

Xiao Yurong's lips were red and moist, and she was swaying charmingly.

She was skeptical about Liu Pinjue's teaching, "Really? Will this work?"

"If you don't believe it, just give it a try and you'll know." Liu Pinjue tapped her forehead and said, "Go ahead."

Although he still didn't quite believe it, Xiao Yurong still tried it.

She asked Cuicui to call Huo Zhao over, under the pretext of discussing state affairs.

Huo Zhao thought it was some urgent matter, but when he saw Cuicui's indescribable expression, he thought something had happened to Xiao Yurong.

"Is your master sick?" Huo Zhao thought Xiao Yurong was sick.

"Your Majesty is fine..." Cuicui's words were about to be spit out, and then she changed them, "I am just a little nervous and upset, but I am afraid that something has happened, so I came to call the Marquis."

Before he could finish his words, Huo Zhao had already walked quickly towards the imperial study.

He was so concerned that he was confused, and didn't care about the details at all. Why didn't he go see a physician first when he was sick?

After reporting, he entered the hall and smelled a faint fragrance. Huo Zhao hurried into the inner room.

Xiao Yurong was seen with his eyes closed, leaning on the bed.

He hurried forward to help Xiao Yurong, "Yu'er!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he got closer, Xiao Yurong grabbed his arm, leaned over, kissed his lips, and pried open his lips and teeth.

Huo Zhao opened his eyes wide in surprise.

After coming to his senses, he gently pushed Xiao Yurong away, "Yu'er..."

"Didn't I tell you before that you have this kind of feeling towards me?" Xiao Yurong asked with his eyes open.

"But with this secular view and this mountain of ethics, I don't want you to..." Huo Zhao lowered his eyes.

"I've said it before, I just want you to be with me, I don't care about the rest. I can hear those voices even without you." Xiao Yurong said seriously, "Besides, you are not my real uncle, right?"

She raised her voice slightly as if teasing: "Isn't that right? Cousin?"

After a long silence, Huo Zhao held up Xiao Yurong's face and asked, "Have you really thought it through?"

Older people have more concerns.

Xiao Yurong might not understand, but he is so much older than Xiao Yurong, so he should understand.

"Are you sure this is love?" His fingertips slid down from Xiao Yurong's nose, then stopped at Xiao Yurong's lips, and asked softly, "Yu'er, do you really love me?"

Xiao Yurong pouted at him.

Then the veil fell, and everything fell into place.

Three days later, Huo Zhao went to the northern border to have a secret talk with Dugu Ying.

Not long after, the leaders of the forty-nine tribes of the Northern Kingdom set out for Yujing to congratulate the birthday of the Queen of Chule, Xiao Yurong.

Xiao Yurong personally welcomed Dugu Ying.

The two entered the quiet and deserted hall, and Xiao Yurong entertained Dugu Ying as if he were entertaining a good friend whom he had not seen for many years.

"Princess, long time no see." Dugu Ying and Xiao Yurong looked at each other.

The bitter cold from the north, carrying the lingering message of spring, once again arrived at the prosperous Yujing in the southern border of Chule.

Dugu Ying came here, to this place of real pain that shattered his dreams, this time for Xiao Yurong.

He knew that Xiao Yurong was now His Majesty, but he still called her Princess.

The princess he met that year represented the prosperity of Chule.

"How are you, Zuba." Xiao Yurong said with a smile.

At this moment, it seemed as if they were just a reunion of old friends rather than a meeting between the leaders of the North and the South.

Xiao Yurong looked out the window and saw the crabapple tree still standing. "We met under the crabapple tree last year."

"Well, you taught me, I remember." Dugu Ying lowered his eyes, seemed to be smiling, and his expression was somewhat affectionate, "We are now... meeting under the crabapple flowers this year."

"The last time you came to Yujing, it was also my birthday." Xiao Yurong's eyes softened a lot, "Chu music's writing is profound, I think there is still a lot I can teach you."

Dugu Ying looked at her and said, "Even if I leave here, will you continue to communicate with me? Even if I am the enemy."

"So I hope we can erase this identity." Xiao Yurong said seriously.

She offered quite generous terms: "Chu Le will open up all trade, and children in the North will no longer starve to death. You can exchange furs, horses, and medicinal herbs for food, tea, and porcelain. Your spices and jewelry are very popular among royal families."

"I can give you craftsmen and healers, bring you seeds and books, and you can understand what this will bring to the future and descendants of the North Country. All this is as long as you are willing."

"Of course, the Northern Kingdom cannot attack or plunder Chule's borders anymore."

"What a great offer." Dugu Ying listened to Xiao Yurong's offer quietly, and raised the corners of his lips sarcastically, "I can't deny your sincerity. It will be good for both parties if I agree to your offer now, and all I need to do is let go of my hatred."

Let go of the blood feud.

This is the land that he may yearn for, hate, or miss.

Xiao Yurong was silent. She didn't know whether Dugu Ying was willing.

Because if it were her, she might not be so generous.

"Are you willing?" Xiao Yurong was a little nervous.

"I can't forget it. This is tantamount to betrayal." Dugu Ying said.

Xiao Yurong closed his eyes. Is it still not working?

Dugu Ying continued, "But I am willing to give future generations a bright road so that they don't have to walk the same path I walked."

He looked at Xiao Yurong's green skirt and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Remember the green skirt, and pity the fragrant grass everywhere."

This is what Xiao Yurong taught him, and he still remembers it.

Xiao Yurong was slightly startled, and then he smiled as if relieved: "You are a good king."

Just as Yi Yan said, in the previous life, Dugu Yingneng and Liu Pinjue divided the world into north and south, and stopped after plundering the land with anger.

These prove that Dugu Ying is not the kind of person who would drag both sides into the quagmire just for his own selfish reasons.

"In my eyes, you are the same." Dugu Ying curved his lips.

Xiao Yurong extended his little finger, "Live in peace and do not invade each other, at least, while I am alive."

"Okay." Dugu Ying also stretched out his little finger.