The princess is killing like crazy again

After Xiao Yurong's birthday banquet, Dugu Ying still stayed in Xiangguo Temple for a while, but it wasn't long before he had to leave.

After all, he is the leader of the alliance, and it would be inappropriate for him not to go back.

Xiao Yurong saw him off personally.

When the delegation arrived at the gate of Yujing City, it was time to say goodbye.

"The agreement I made with you is valid for our lifetimes." Dugu Ying said, "If I ever pass away, the successor I appointed may attack Chu Le."

His tone was calm and gentle, but seemed extremely dangerous.

When Xiao Yurong first saw Dugu Ying as an adult, he felt that he was like a wild wolf.

When docile, it is willing to lower its head and wag its tail, but it does not remove its claws and teeth.

No matter how much it looks like a dog, it is still a wolf.

Even when he came to Chule with his Ata, he asked for some food and fodder to allow the tribe to survive the winter.

When he lowered his head, he was not surrendering, but thinking about when to bite off the enemy's throat.

The greatest concession Dugu Ying could make was to stay away from each other while Xiao Yurong was alive.

"Of course, if you die one day, I will still come here on horseback." Dugu Ying's words were blunt, but his tone was gentle.

Xiao Yurong smiled: "Ah, then I have to live longer."

"Well, you must live longer and live freely." Dugu Ying nodded.

He said, "We will meet again. I will come to your birthday. You must write to me and teach me Chu Le's poems."

"I will." Xiao Yurong promised.

Dugu Ying mounted his horse and the delegation prepared to leave.

Dugu Ying said goodbye to Xiao Yurong: "Goodbye."

"Zuba." Xiao Yurong suddenly called him.

Dugu Ying reined in his horse and turned to look at Xiao Yurong.

All the people who could call him Zuba were gone, leaving only Xiao Yurong.

"I have nothing in Jiangnan, so I give you a branch of spring." This is another line of poetry that Xiao Yurong taught Dugu Ying, and it was also the first line.

She looked up at Dugu Ying on his horse and said, "I hope the next time I come here will be in spring. I want to show you the spring here."

In silence, tired birds return to their nests and the sun sets.

It was as if she was back to the evening when Dugu Ying wished her freedom, and this time it was her turn to wish Dugu Ying happiness.

Dugu Ying looked at her with a soft gaze, "Yeah."

Looking at Dugu Ying's back, Xiao Yurong felt somewhat melancholy.

"He will be here next spring, why are you sighing?" Liu Pinjue sneered.

Old men just don't understand romance. Xiao Yurong didn't want to say more.

Now that the internal and external troubles had been resolved, Xiao Yurong began his days of tyranny.

With capable ministers and generals helping her share her worries and solve her problems, Xiao Yurong felt much more relaxed.

Xiao Yurong felt relaxed because someone was carrying the burden for her.

For example, Li Yaozhi.

"Are you done?" Xiao Yurong asked for the fifth time as he lay on the couch.

She lay down on the edge of the couch, her long hair almost falling to the ground, and the silk dress she was wearing dragging on the ground.

Li Yaozhi soothed him gently, "It will be fine soon. Just finish the inspection of the Ministry of Revenue. Your Highness, this is very dangerous. Your Highness is so precious. How can you do this? You'd better lie down quickly."

Xiao Yurong turned over and said depressedly, "These old guys never do their work. They don't write anything serious in their memorials. They just talk nonsense."

"That Governor of Jixi writes a report on the rainfall in Jixi every few days. The damn thing is that every report is the same. I told him that I knew it was too frequent and there was no need to write. After half a month of silence, it started again."

"And that Yunshui weaving master, he keeps telling me trivial things all day long, and even put the letter of greeting to me together with the letter about the passing of a master in Yunshui Temple. Does he want to die?"

Whenever Xiao Yurong was mentioned, he got angry and complained endlessly.

Li Yaozhi couldn't help laughing.

"What do you mean? Are you making fun of your master?" Xiao Yurong pinched his waist.

"How dare Shao Yan?" Li Yao stopped laughing.

There was a reason why those people kept talking nonsense. Governor Ji Xi was scolded harshly because his subordinate governor had concealed the drought. Xiao Yurong dealt with him according to the law and scolded him harshly.

From then on, he began to write memorials to Xiao Yurong every now and then about the local rainfall situation to express his attitude.

Yunshui Weaving also makes sense. Yunshui and Xuancheng have been plagued by rumors because of a series of unusual movements and disturbances before Xiao Yurong ascended the throne.

They were afraid that Xiao Yurong would think they had ulterior motives, and because Xiao Yuxie had a history of taking small amounts of money when he was in office, they lived in fear every day.

Every day, they either greet people and show their loyalty, or talk about local trivial matters in detail. It would be best if they could also implicitly express that they have been very well-behaved recently and would not be greedy for money anymore.

This attitude is expressed, but it's just a constant stream of nonsense, which is also annoying.

Li Yaozhi said in a gentle voice: "If Your Highness is upset, just ask the Fuyang Guards to knock on the door."

"That's right, let Yu Shu beat up these old guys." Xiao Yurong clicked his tongue.

After a pause, she turned over and asked, "Have you finished reading it?"

"It's almost done. If Your Highness is sleepy, why not take a rest first?" Li Yaozhi said.

"If you can't finish reading it, don't read it. Read it tomorrow. How can you possibly finish reading the memorial? Not to mention all the nonsense they talk." Xiao Yurong stood up. "Why are you taking a break? I asked you to come and play."

"Your Highness, the memorial from the Ministry of Revenue..." Li Yaozhi paused for a moment.

"A moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold coins." Xiao Yurong's wide red sleeves blocked the candlelight on the silver candlestick, "How can Shao Yan make such a beautiful scene go to waste?"

She smiles and uses her red sleeves to cover the silver candle, so that the talented man can read at night.

So the beautiful scenery and good times are not in vain, and you can savor all the flavors.

It was just a good thing. Xiao Yurong lay on the gorgeously decorated bed, her charming look becoming more and more attractive.

The silk dress had a thread coming undone. Xiao Yurong held it between her lips and teeth, chewed it until it was rotten, and then spit it out towards Li Yaozhi with a smile: "Look at what you made. The thread at the end of the dress has come undone."

She leans coquettishly on the embroidered bed, chews the red fur and spits it at her lover with a smile.

"It's Shao Yan's fault." Li Yaozhi replied with a smile, "Will Shao Yan help you clean it up?"

Xiao Yurong raised his arms lazily.

Li Yaozhi bent down, wrapped Xiao Yurong in a red silk quilt, picked her up and walked out.

The one who has no taboos the most is the young master.

There was a hot spring in the palace. Most of the time, Li Yaozhi would not call for water, but would just carry Xiao Yurong to the hot spring for cleaning.

When the weather is cold, Xiao Yurong also likes to take a bath.

Whenever Liu Pinjue wanted to find Xiao Yurong, he would usually just come to Tangquan Palace.

Liu Pinjue's indifferent voice sounded: "He hasn't even finished reading the memorials, and he's already come to this hot spring. Emperor Rong is really a tyrant, greedy for pleasure."

Xiao Yurong lay on the stone, half-raising his eyes lazily, not feeling guilty at all.

"So what? I have been fighting wars all my life, can't I just relax a bit?" Xiao Yurong pretended to be a tyrant.

She sighed and said, "Sir, you have a stern face all day long. Why don't you relax like me?"

The useful memorials have been reviewed long ago, and the rest are just nonsense that has been screened out. It seems that we really need to put the matter of eliminating all the nonsense on the agenda as soon as possible.

"Why don't you get up quickly? How long have you been soaking?" Liu Pinjue said slowly.

It was indeed a bit too long. Xiao Yurong followed the advice and got up.

Water mist is rising.

Liu Pinjue took off his outer robe and draped it over Xiao Yurong's shoulders to cover up his spring scenery, as well as the marks on Xiao Yurong's neck and shoulders that had not yet faded.

"Don't mind the cold, don't freeze yourself and fall sick." Liu Pinjue said in the same tone as usual.

His eyes lingered on those marks only briefly before quickly moving away.

Those traces were as dazzling as red plum blossoms against the falling snow, but Liu Pinjue ignored them.

He remembered that Xiao Yurong had just gone to Xuanwu Palace not long ago.

Since Xiao Yurong ascended the throne, the harem was divided into five palaces.

They are the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, Black Tortoise, and the Zhaoyang Palace where she lived before she left the palace to set up her own government.

Liu Pinjue took over the White Tiger Palace.

Cui Ci Ning entered the Suzaku Palace.

Li Yaozhi entered the Qinglong Palace.

Wang Fuxuan entered the Xuanwu Hall.

The Zhaoyang Palace was like the Zhaoyang Mansion, where Xiao Yurong, Rong Yushu, Yi Yan, Xie Deshu, Du Xi and other staff members of the princess's mansion lived.

But they did not settle here, but lived in both places.

Xiao Yurong did this so blatantly that almost everyone knew that these people were his Majesty's henchmen.

Xiao Yurong suddenly thought of another level. Liu Pinjue taught her a lot, including how to win people's hearts.

She did not doubt Liu Pinjue's bond with her, otherwise Liu Pinjue would not have let her go at the critical moment of life and death, nor would he have shown mercy, and he would not have chosen the beauty in the end.

But is this love? Do you really love her?

Is this just a casual affair? Is it a pastime for him?

Xiao Yurong said he would turn hostile, and was about to leave with a cold face, "Yeah."

Liu Pinjue noticed Xiao Yurong's mood change, paused, frowned slightly, and grabbed her wrist, "What's wrong?"

"Let go." Xiao Yurong struggled twice but failed to break free.

"What's wrong?" Liu Pinjue softened his voice a little. "Are you feeling unwell? Is it because you've been soaking in the water for too long? Or did someone in the court give you trouble today?"

Xiao Yurong lowered his head and said nothing.

Liu Pinjue was slightly startled, and leaned down to look at Xiao Yurong's expression. He saw that her eyes were slightly red, and her grip on Xiao Yurong's hand loosened.

Seeing that Liu Pinjue loosened his grip, Xiao Yurong was about to withdraw his hand.

Unexpectedly, Liu Pinjue grabbed her wrist again.

"What are you doing? Let me go." Xiao Yurong was annoyed.

"If I let go, you will leave." Liu Pinjue stared at Xiao Yurong.

He thought of the absurd dream he had last night. He dreamed that Xiao Yurong did not look back, and he let go.

"I'll go first."

"Sir, please stay."

Since that meeting, since that separation in life, it has been a separation of death.

He watched Xiao Yurong fall into Li Yaozhi's arms just like he did when he faked his death, but he actually committed suicide after being defeated.

Xiao Yurong never woke up again.

Li Yaozhi carried Xiao Yurong into the sea of ​​fire and turned into ashes.

And he? He managed to get that position.

But in the long struggle with the Xiao family, he had taken in too many things and lost too much, and was exhausted both physically and mentally.

Many confidants and supporters chose to leave because of Xiao Yurong's death and Chu Le's turmoil.

He and Xiao Yurong are already separated by Yin and Yang.

He put all his energy into governing Chule. What was he reminiscing about? What was he regretting? Or was he making up for something?

Liu Pinjue himself couldn't explain it.

He couldn't confirm whether it was just a dream or reality at a certain moment.

Don't want to let go.

Compared to Wang Fuxuan's difficulty in speaking, Liu Pinjue rarely speaks out loud.

He was not very frank. When he missed Xiao Yurong, he would appear in front of Xiao Yurong and take a look.

He didn't go there very often, so that might be why Xiao Yurong didn't realize that he missed her.

He was a teacher and a former rival, and that's just his nature.

Liu Pinjue is not a very enthusiastic person.

Since Xiao Yurong ascended the throne, he and Xiao Yurong have not had much time to spend together.

Liu Pinjue was looking forward to her coming, but she seemed to be too busy.

Liu Pinjue was happy for her, happy that she could take up the banner, but also sad that she had to stand on her own and that there were more and more people around her every year.

He also wanted to see Xiao Yurong more often, but Xiao Yurong was always busy.

The people around me are more fresh and tender than the other, just like fresh and beautiful flower buds.

Even old friends are more open-minded than him.

Liu Pinjue was not the kind of person who would worry about trivial matters, but there was always some strange emotion urging him to stare at Xiao Yurong silently.

Xiao Yurong certainly didn't understand Liu Pinjue's complicated thoughts, and became more and more annoyed, "What does it have to do with you whether I leave or not? I go wherever I want!"

Liu Pinjue didn't move, and was in a stalemate with her.

Xiao Yurong was furious and subconsciously prepared to attack.

But her martial arts were taught by Liu Pinjue.

Liu Pinjue blocked it instinctively and exchanged two moves with Xiao Yurong.

He stopped again, and when Xiao Yurong attacked his heart, he stayed where he was without moving.

Xiao Yurong was still rational. He withdrew his hand and just punched Liu Pinjue on the chest.

That position was the same as the one where she had previously infiltrated Yunzhou as Fu Guang and injured Liu Pinjue with Ye Xing after being exposed.

"Don't challenge my patience." Xiao Yurong suppressed his anger, "I can do it the first time, and I can do it the second time."

Liu Pinjue was silent for a moment, then took a step forward and said, "If you want to start first, then come on."

Xiao Yurong was so angry that he glared at Liu Pinjue with gritted teeth, "Liu Pinjue!"

"Yes, I'm here." Liu Pinjue lowered his eyes and said calmly.

He wanted to believe Xiao Yurong, but he was ready before Yunzhou came to Yujing to surrender after he made up his mind.

He handed over his loyalty, life and Yunzhou to Xiao Yurong.

The decision of life and death is entirely up to Xiao Yurong.

It is so easy to remind people of the past with just one sentence.

Liu Pinjue embraced Xiao Yurong in his arms and kissed her temple. "What's wrong? Tell me."

It was the same question he asked every time she got into trouble and had to clean up the mess for her.

Xiao Yurong buried his face in Liu Pinjue's chest and asked in a muffled voice: "Don't you love me? Do you only treat me as your disciple and a masterpiece?"

After a long silence, Liu Pinjue finally sighed.

"Why do you ask that? What makes you think so?" Liu Pinjue asked calmly, hugging her tightly.

"You never care about me, nor do you care who is around me." Xiao Yurong said clearly.

"Even Shao Yan would be worried. But Master doesn't seem to worry about me, and he even taught me how to win their hearts." Xiao Yurong's eyes were red, "If you don't care, why do you bother to provoke me? Wouldn't it be better to just be master and apprentice?"