The princess is killing like crazy again

Liu Pinjue almost believed what Xiao Yurong said.

He sighed, leaned down and kissed her talkative lips.

He put his arm around Xiao Yurong's waist, carried her to sit on the rocks beside the hot spring, and supported his arms on both sides of Xiao Yurong.

Xiao Yurong raised his head to bear it. After being lifted up, he felt much more relaxed and could half lower his head.

After the kiss, his breathing became disordered.

"No matter who you are, no matter where you go, you are just dazzled by the little tricks of prosperity." Liu Pinjue held Xiao Yurong's face.

He said, "I am confident that you will come back if I let go, so I don't care who you are with or who you sleep with. The best thing is to win your heart."

Liu Pinjue felt both love and hate for Xiao Yurong. Xiao Yurong was sharp-minded and could detect other people's unusual and subtle emotions, so why didn't she understand his feelings?

He stroked Xiao Yurong's temples, "I am truly attracted to you. It is not just the relationship between a master and a disciple, but also the relationship between a man and a woman."

Sometimes he felt that Xiao Yurong was like the lame kitten.

He fed her, loved her, and wanted to take her home.

But he knew she was a stray cat and might not be willing to go with him.

I couldn't move forward or backward, I couldn't bear to leave her, I was afraid of restraining her, afraid of scaring her.

But he still seemed to be entrusted by someone to feed, teach and get along with them day after day, year after year.

He still knew that he had never been her master, nor her home, but just a part of her journey.

What he thought was good to her was actually something she was accustomed to.

The thing she lacks most in her life seems to be love.

Finally he made up his mind and one evening he squatted down and asked her if she wanted to go with him.

He never saw the so-called stray cat again after that day.

Liu Pinjue watched Xiao Yurong grow from a delicate little ball to a graceful young lady, and cooperated with him, and opposed him, until he became emperor.

Xiao Yurong's initial vigor was in the dim morning light, but for Liu Pinjue it was like the sun shining on a golden mountain, a long and touching feeling like coming back from the dead.

"I seldom say it, and you know what kind of person I am." Liu Pinjue's eyes softened as he stroked the corners of Xiao Yurong's lips with his fingertips. "If I say it right, it will seem fake. If I say it too much, you won't believe it, and you won't take it to heart."

"But I want to listen." Xiao Yurong looked at him.

"Yes." Liu Pinjue pushed aside the hair that fell beside Xiao Yurong's ears and kissed her forehead, "Then I'll tell you."

Liu Pinjue said to her: "I love you, only you, and I only want you."

He hugged Xiao Yurong tighter, pressed his lips against hers, and pried open her lips and tongue.

"Going back to the palace?" Liu Pinjue asked in a hoarse voice.

"Soak for a while longer." Xiao Yurong hooked her arm around his neck. "You've been sitting outside in the wet for so long, you're almost freezing."

"It will warm you up." Liu Pinjue hugged her.

The hot spring water cleanses the skin.

They took off their thin silk robes, tried the orchid bath together, and played in the water like mandarin ducks.

Xiao Yurong's days of being as happy as a god did not last long. As the New Year was drawing to a close, Cui Ci Ning was about to return from Yinzhou.

Among the people around him, only Cui Ci Ning usually does not stay in Yujing.

He missed his hometown, but was also attached to Xiao Yurong in Yujing.

In addition to guarding the border, he would go to Yujing for a short stay whenever he got the chance, but it was a pity for Cui Ci'an to handle military affairs for him every time.

He ran happily and didn't mind the long journey.

"Zhaoyang!" As soon as Cui Ci Ning saw Xiao Yurong, he opened his arms enthusiastically and hugged her.

Cui Ci Ning lifted her up and spun her around.

Xiao Yurong smiled while lying on Cui Qining's shoulder, and hit him on the back to ask him to put her down. "Putting me down, what will it look like? If the enemy sees this, they will laugh their heads off."

"That's called making them laugh." Cui Ci Ning smiled and raised his face.

Thunder from the sky stirred fire from the earth.

They went straight into the palace after chatting about business for a few sentences. Cuicui understood that Cui Ci Ning felt like a new marriage after a short separation, so she tactfully stepped back to guard the palace.

Xiao Yurong was stunned for a moment, and Cui Ci Ning had already kissed her.

A hot kiss fell and Cui Ci Ning pinched her waist.

Xiao Yurong could always fully feel Cui Ci Ning's frank, passionate and unrestrained love and desire.

The clear waves wet her beauty, revealing her soft and charming figure.

When the matter is done, I will feel a slight tremor in my body after the enjoyment.

Cui Ci Ning is the one who has the least ability to restrain himself and has the hardest time controlling himself, and he always makes a mess.

"How long will you stay this time?" Xiao Yurong asked casually as he fell on the bed, panting.

"Of course, at least it's over the New Year." Cui Qining leaned over and kissed her temples, "Can I stay with you till the New Year?"

Xiao Yurong accepted it calmly: "Okay, it will be more lively this time with more people."

"Aren't there more than just two of us?" Cui Ci Ning looked aggrieved.

"Of course." Xiao Yurong smiled and pinched Cui Qining's earlobe. "It's more lively when there are more people. If you let me accompany you, I will have to accompany others next year, one by one."

Cui Ci Ning covered Xiao Yurong's mouth to stop her from speaking any further.

Cui Ci Ning felt depressed. On the one hand, he was annoyed, but on the other hand, he couldn't say anything harsh to Xiao Yurong.

"Why do you hate Shao Yan so much?" Xiao Yurong asked with a smile.

Seeing Cui Qining was angry, she continued, "My master and his three brothers are in the same group. Those who came out of the princess's mansion are also in a group. Only you, my little general, how can you fight against those elite people?"

As she spoke she burst into laughter and fell on the couch.

Cui Ci Ning was embarrassed and annoyed by Xiao Yurong's laughter, so he grabbed Xiao Yurong's waist and covered her mouth.

She was going to grab him and tickle him until he let go.

After this commotion, Xiao Yurong, who had already been tired for half the night, was even more exhausted and collapsed on the bed, gasping for breath.

"We had the same thing happen in the cave outside Pingnan City. We felt like we couldn't breathe at that time either." Cui Ci Ning suddenly remembered.

After hearing this, Xiao Yurong also recalled, "We were laughing until it was dark, and we were shaking. I thought you were laughing until you couldn't breathe."

"But you didn't expect that I was crying, right?" Cui Ci Ning took over what Xiao Yurong had not finished saying.

"Yeah." Xiao Yurong was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "I didn't expect you to cry, and cry like that. After all, you only cried when King Wen rebelled, and you don't seem like someone who cries normally."

"Have you ever seen Li Shaoyan cry?" Cui Ci Ning asked.

"Yes, I have. He cried. He cried often. He always cried because of me." Xiao Yurong's tone was full of sighs. "He cried when I died. You have seen it in my past life and this life."

Cui Ci Ning regretted asking this unnecessary question.

He said sourly: "What a beautiful story. It is true that deep love does not bring longevity, and extreme wisdom brings harm."

"If you are like this in the harem, the family will not be at peace." Xiao Yurong almost fell down laughing.

Cui Ci Ning was so angry that he turned his back.

Xiao Yurong knew that he was the easiest to coax, so she sighed.

"What's wrong?" Cui Qining suddenly became nervous and turned back to kneel beside Xiao Yurong. "Did I hurt you because I didn't hold back my strength just now?"

Xiao Yurong suppressed the secret smile at the corner of her lips and raised one eye lazily, "My back and waist are sore now, so I don't have time to take care of the trivial matters in the Ministry of War. What should I do?"

The Ministry of War keeps calling for a pay increase, but why would they increase it if there isn't a war?

Normally, she would play the villain and scold him, while Li Yaozhi would play the hero and persuade him with threats and inducements.

Now that Cui Ci Ning is here, he can give them a more ferocious beating.

After all, as a monarch, she couldn't keep attacking them, right? She had to play the good cop occasionally to make them grateful.

"Okay, okay." Cui Qining pushed aside Xiao Yurong's sweaty hair, "You take a break, I'll go clean up for you."

Xiao Yurong sent people to work, and he leaned his head on the hidden sac, and said with emotion: "Little immortal with nothing to do."

Xiao Yurong was happy, but on the other hand, he had a different opinion about Cui Ci Ning's arrival.

It was the coldest time of winter, with ice and snow covering the entire palace. Apart from Xiao Yurong's bedroom, only the White Tiger Palace was filled with the shadows of flowers, with winding and slanting branches, and a rich fragrance.

Liu Pinjue has the leisurely nature of feeding fish with flowers, and Xiao Yurong once laughed at him for retiring to the mountains, but as a hermit he should be the most ambitious hermit in the world.

Then Liu Pinjue gave him a cold glance.

Cui Ci Ning remembered that Liu Pinjue planted flowers in the palace in his previous life. Wang Fuxuan said sarcastically at that time that these were planted for Xiao Yurong to see.

Even the dead soul.

It was like this in the previous life, and this life is no exception.

However, Cui Ci Ning had rarely been to the White Tiger Palace. He had heard that Xiao Yurong often went there to appreciate the flowers with Li Yaozhi and the Princess's staff.

He almost laughed out loud when he heard this. Liu Pinjue was planting half-day flowers just to help others.

Brother and sister Wang Fuxuan and Wang Wanru walked along the way, holding flowers and willows, walking through the clusters of flowers.

Wang Wanru was one step behind Wang Fuxuan. Even though the Wang family had pearls as common as dirt and gold as common as iron, white jade for the hall and gold for the horses, and was extremely rich, it was rare for her to be shocked by such a scene.

Look at them, they know how to please Your Majesty.

Look at my brother again...

"You've become more and more daring since you became a court lady." Wang Fuxuan glanced at her coldly, "Just say whatever you want to say."

Wang Wanru was indeed bolder. She said with a sigh, "You will be disliked by His Majesty sooner or later if you keep doing this."

"If you can't control your mouth, just don't talk anymore." Wang Fuxuan's eyes became even colder.

Shadows are still shadows.

Even though Wang Wanru was bolder, she still followed her heart.

She was quiet for a moment, but couldn't help but say, "Third brother, we all have the surname Wang after all. Don't worry, even if His Majesty dislikes you one day, His Majesty will not abandon the Wang family as long as I am here."

Wang Fuxuan's eyebrows jumped at this suicidal remark.

"Where did you learn these harem manners? It's as if the harem of the previous dynasty has something to do with me and I'm some kind of concubine." He frowned.

"No, look, the others are all good at vying for favor." Wang Wanru analyzed to Wang Fuxuan in a clear and logical manner.

"Look at your teacher. Even a dull person like Liu Pinjue knows how to plant flowers to please His Majesty. And since he is a teacher, His Majesty will definitely be attached to him no matter what he says."

"The same goes for Huo Zhao. These two old guys are so cruel to the children they raised." Wang Wanru spat inwardly, feeling quite disgusted and wishing she could do it instead of them.

She seemed to be so angry that her teeth were itching. "And that Cui Qining, he was so shameless that he kept pestering Your Majesty. Your Majesty had clearly agreed to explore the mysteries with me before, but he ended up dragging you to pick flowers with me."

Wang Fuxuan looked at Wang Wanru's expression and was speechless for a moment.

He suspected that Wang Wanru was trying to get him to win Xiao Yurong's attention because she had lost her favor.

"Not to mention Li Yaozhi, he is the most difficult one." Wang Wanru said, "I have never seen such a person who is good at vying for favor. He played chess, drank wine, tasted tea, planted flowers, explored secluded places, listened to the rain, played the zither, burned incense, and admired paintings. He did all the elegant things with Your Majesty, which made Your Majesty very happy."

"Not to mention those vixens who came out of the princess's mansion, each one is more seductive than the other."

Wang Wanru almost bit the handkerchief.

"Now you look more like a jealous woman who is burning with anger because she cannot get the king's favor." Wang Fuxuan said expressionlessly.

"What do you mean, Third Brother? Although you are good-looking, there are always people around His Majesty who are not good-looking." Wang Wanru was very disappointed. "There are many young and beautiful men out there. Flowers don't last forever. His Majesty likes beautiful women. There are always opponents for you and me."

She said earnestly: "Women's hearts are fickle and fickle. I am a woman, I understand it best."

Wang Fuxuan pursed his lips, but said with disdain: "How long can you use your beauty to please others?"

Wang Wanru looked at his expression and didn’t seem to be indifferent at all.

Even if the sky falls, Wang Fuxuan will always have the support.

"I'm not saying anything bad about you, but if you didn't have this face, with your annoying mouth, you wouldn't have had a chance in front of His Majesty long ago." Wang Wanru couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark to him.

He said, "Don't exaggerate here. Yu Rong stayed in Xuanwu Hall last night."

Wang Wanru recalled that she went to Xuanwu Hall to report to Xiao Yurong this morning, and happened to run into Cuicui serving Xiao Yurong.

The room is filled with the charming scent of a spring night, and in addition, the scent of musk is particularly strong.

The scent of Spring Night Beauty is the cool fragrance of osmanthus, with a hint of light grass and sweetness.

The flowers have a charming scent. As a daughter of the Wang family who has seen all kinds of wealth and splendor, Wang Wanru is sure that this is a scent made from the best ingredients, so there is no way that there is too much musk.

Unless this musk smells like something else.

Of course, there was no need for Wang Wanru to make any reasoning, as Wang Fuxuan himself was right next to Xiao Yurong.

Xiao Yurong was sitting on the edge of the bed wrapped in an outer robe. Her body seemed to be stained with bright rouge, even her fingertips and toes were red.

"Aren't you tired? If you are sleepy, then sleep for a while. In the past, you were only busy for two or five days. Now the country is peaceful, so what's wrong with ten days?" Wang Fuxuan stretched out his arm, put his arm around Xiao Yurong's shoulders, and tidied up Xiao Yurong's long hair that was scattered on her shoulders.

"From now on, the king won't hold court early in the morning?" Xiao Yurong glanced at him, "I'm not that incompetent."

Xiao Yurong turned her head and kissed the corner of Wang Fuxuan's lips, "You make it sound like you don't need to attend the morning court. Hurry up and get up."

She looked at Wang Wanru again and said with a smile, "You came to tell me so early, your third brother will definitely skin you alive later."

"Isn't this for the purpose of appreciating paintings with Your Majesty during the lunch break? Besides, Your Majesty will not sit idly by, right?" Wang Wanru was always bold when Xiao Yurong was around.

She ignored Wang Fuxuan's murderous look and said.

Of course she knew that coming so early to report would disturb the intimate time between Wang Fuxuan and Xiao Yurong.

"That makes sense." Xiao Yurong smiled.