The princess is killing like crazy again

Thinking of the red marks on Xiao Yurong's body, Wang Wanru glanced at Wang Fuxuan and suddenly felt that there was no need for her to collude with Wang Fuxuan.

Wang Fuxuan was equally disgusted when it came to the distribution of Xiao Yurong.

The two had already walked to the front of the hall and heard a voice coming from inside.

"You are in my White Tiger Palace, but you said that you stayed in the Black Tortoise Palace last night. You are really teaching your apprentice to starve his master to death."

"This skill may not be taught by my teacher." Wang Fuxuan said as he stepped into it.

Wang Wanru hurriedly followed.

After she followed Wang Fuxuan into the hall, she found it was extremely lively inside, with almost everyone gathered together.

The first thing she noticed was the three sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table.

She looked around and found that all the people she had just complained about were there. Which two stayed to have dinner with Liu Pinjue?

"Don't get me wrong, we all had dinner before coming here, except Brother Yi." Gongsun Qin knew what Wang Wanru was thinking at a glance.

He pointed at the few people around him who came out of the princess's mansion, and then pointed at Yi Yan who was crossing his legs.

"Yoshi." Yi Yan raised his paw as a greeting.

"Oh." Wang Wanru had no expression on her face.

One is Yi Yan, and if the other one is not her third brother, then it can only be the fox with the most profound Taoism and the one who plays Liao Zhai.

Li Yaozhi smiled and said, "Lord Wang."

After becoming a capable female official beside Xiao Yurong, people seldom called her Third Miss Wang, but Lord Wang.

Wang Wanru smiled wryly: "Young Master."

I really can't laugh when facing Li Yaozhi.

Yi Yan pulled out the scroll in his hand and shook it. "Everyone, you've come at the perfect time. The Master's Tutor and I were discussing whether the book I wrote for the princess is appropriate. Would you like to take a look?"

This was written during the time when Xiao Yurong faked her death, when Li Yaozhi had not yet fulfilled Xiao Yurong's long-cherished wish, and he discussed it with Liu Pinjue.

Precisely because he was sensitive enough to detect abnormalities, he deduced that Cui Ci Ning and Xiao Yurong were both reincarnated people or had memories of their past lives. Following the clues, and given that Yi Yan did not try to hide it, it was not difficult for Li Yaozhi to see that Yi Yan was from another world.

Although it was unclear where it came from, Li Yaozhi was at least certain that Yi Yan knew the fate of them.

It was not said out loud, but everything was implied.

This is also why Li Yaozhi invited Yi Yan to come and add to the biography he had written together with Liu Pinjue.

"That's great, let me take a look too." Gongsun Qin rolled up his sleeves and stretched out his hand to take the scroll.

He was a famous poet and writer who wrote excellent articles and was accustomed to boasting about Xiao Yurong's gorgeous poems.

Gongsun Qian read from the page that Yi Yan had already opened: "Zhaoyang was a great lady, whose brilliance moved the whole world, and many of the nobles and ministers came from her family."

"He holds the law of heaven in his mouth and the title of king in his hand. He carries the imperial seal and passes on orders, and his light shines brightly in all directions."

"Your actions turn into mountains and seas, and your breath turns into frost and dew. Anyone who disobeys my orders will be severely punished once they are found out."

Every word between the lines describes the tremendous power of Princess Xiao Yurong.

These are all mixed with real evaluations from later generations.

"I thought you would praise my lord highly." Gongsun Qin was amazed.

They still followed Xiao Yurong's instructions and continued shouting.

"This matter should be judged fairly and impartially. Besides, our little princess doesn't care whether she will be remembered well or badly in history." Yi Yan shrugged.

Don't be afraid of what people say, and don't be cautious about history books.

That’s right.

Gongsun Qian flipped the page and read, "I saw the counselor and chief priest of the princess's mansion, Li Yaozhi, son of the Li family, with the courtesy name Shaoyan. Later, he inherited his father's business and was appointed prime minister. He was handsome and handsome, and none of the ministers could compare to him."

"Who wrote this?" Gongsun Qian was speechless. "Sir, isn't it a bit absurd for you to brag about yourself like this?"

Li Yaozhi showed no sign of shyness and smiled: "How dare Yaozhi, a person of low status, say such nonsense? This statement was made by Mr. Yi."

Didn't you delete it or modify it? Gongsun Qian didn't want to say it.

"This is not something I came up with. It was written this way by later generations." Yi Yan said.

"She is as white as snow, without a single flaw, thin but not bony, and plump but not fat." The more Gongsun Qin read, the more he felt something was wrong. "Can this be written in the annals of history?"

Yu Shu sneered: "As long as they can please the princess, what do they care whether they can write or not?"

Yi Yan said confidently: "Why not? Official history is wilder than unofficial history."

Forget it. Gongsun Qian didn't want to talk about this person anymore.

He quickly stuffed the scroll in his hand back and said, "Forget it, forget it. This is not something we can read."

"Indeed, it's very well written." Yi Yan nodded and took it over. "Mortals can't read it directly."

The corners of Gongsun Qian's lips twitched.

Gongsun Zhao still remembered some important matters, and said solemnly: "The Grand Master called us here, there must be something important."

"Compared to my disciple, you are a true gentleman." Liu Pinjue glanced at him and then glanced at Li Yaozhi meaningfully.

Li Yao just smiled and said nothing.

Gongsun Zhao was stunned for a moment, "Master, you are too kind."

Looking at his silly brother who couldn't understand the hidden meaning behind his words, Gongsun Qin sighed.

"It's about organizing this year's New Year's Eve banquet." Liu Pinjue said, "Our Majesty has just ascended the throne, and in the first year, it should be more lively."

Yi Yan propped up his head with his hands and raised his eyebrows, "Oh, these little things still require the help of the Master."

"Those chasing the deer don't care about the rabbits." Liu Pinjue said.

Li Yaozhi smiled and said, "Her Highness is busy with many things every day, so naturally only those around her can think about things for her."

"What should we do then?" Xie Deshu asked.

He looked around, "Where is the Regent? Marquis Huo and Cui Ci Ning are not here either."

"Cui Mingyang is busy helping our Majesty clean up the Ministry of War. As for Xiao Yuxie and Huo Zhao, oh, these two are even busier." Wang Fuxuan curled his lips sarcastically.

Wang Wanru nodded, "That's right, the Regent said that we should hold a birthday banquet like the one the late emperor held for your majesty, light sky lanterns, stay up all night, and collect congratulatory messages."

There are also Xiao Yuxun, Xiao Yucheng and Xiao Yuyuan, who need to be more diligent.

It had only been a short while since they had communicated, but he was already in a hurry to find some exquisite gold and jade jewelry to please Xiao Yurong.

Especially that brat Xiao Yuyuan, he is so hateful.

How old is she? She always calls me sister, acts like a spoiled child, and takes advantage of her younger age.

Damn it, she can’t even rely on her gender advantage to be Xiao Yurong’s only treasure.

"I have already found famous actors and dancers outside the palace, and the servant will also play a song for the lord at the banquet." Gongsun Qin said.

Du Xi, who had remained silent all this time, smiled shyly when he heard this.

"Don't we need any new tricks?" Wang Fuxuan asked.

The birthday banquet he carefully prepared for Xiao Yurong that year was interrupted because Xiao Yurong rushed to help Li Yaozhi.

He hopes that this can happen again on New Year's Eve.

"Delicious food, good drinks, fun things to do, beautiful things, she has everything. The whole world is in her hands. As long as she wants, she has everything." Liu Pinjue said, "The most important thing is sincerity."

"Yes." Li Yaozhi smiled, "Sincerity is the most important thing."

Yi let out a cry of disgust.

Li Yaozhi looked like he wished he could pack himself up as a gift to Xiao Yurong.

As a result, the New Year’s Eve of that year was particularly grand.

The new emperor ascended the throne, and his grace was great. The emperor's grace was great, and we were delighted.

This grand scene is just like the birthday banquet held by the late emperor for the empress when she was still Princess Zhaoyang.

It was a time of peace and prosperity, with people living happily and contentedly. Chule had clear politics, a prosperous economy and a flourishing culture.

Yujing, the imperial city, was even more prosperous and bustling. With the lights on, the palace stood majestically with its flying eaves, brackets, red walls and glazed tiles.

Because Xiao Yurong didn't like the dark, the lights inside and outside the palace were bright, as bright as day.

Vermilion lanterns hang high, and lanterns depicting flowers, birds, fish, insects, dragons and phoenixes cast a warm halo of light. The lights are brilliant, like broken stars falling to the ground.

The glass lamp in the palace was lit again, and the thousands of words of prayer on it became even denser.

"This lamp hasn't been lit for a long time." Xiao Yurong was quite surprised when he saw it.

A trace of nostalgia flashed in her eyes, "Last time, it was my father who ordered it for me."

"Last time, it was your father who ordered for you. This time, your brother will order for you." Xiao Yuxie touched Xiao Yurong's temples.

Xiao Yurong smiled and said, "I know that the person I love has not left me, but has become a star in the sky."

This is what Dugu Ying told her.

And her name, endowed with their hopes and blessings, will live on.

The New Year’s Eve banquet in the palace was extremely lively, with fine wine and delicacies, and a feast for the gluttons.

Xiao Yurong drank a few glasses of aged wine and felt a little intoxicated.

"Your Highness, do you want to go out of the palace to enjoy the lanterns?" Li Yaozhi handed over a cup of sobering tea and asked softly.

"Go out of the palace to play? Okay." Xiao Yurong half raised his eyes lazily and agreed readily.

She just likes to have fun.

The beautiful scenery outside the palace remains the same, with colorful silks fluttering and lanterns lit up.

Exotic flowers and plants are in full bloom, and the sparkling river surface reflects the lights on both sides, which is poetic and picturesque, as if competing with the moon for brilliance.

There were many pleasure boats, the market was bustling, and the teahouses and restaurants were filled with guests, all telling stories about heroes and beauties.

"Speaking of the current emperor, she is truly an extraordinary woman!" The storyteller slammed the gavel, "This beautiful landscape, this beautiful woman's scheming, let's listen carefully!"

"Your Majesty, from Princess Zhaoyang, to Empress Zhaoyang, and now to the first female emperor in history..."

"Speaking of her skills, they were passed down from her uncle, Huo Zhao, who entered the imperial study without saying a word and took away the memorial that sued her and burned it, and from her master..."

"A man of talent matches a woman of beauty, a hero matches a hero, and a wolf matches a tiger. This is exactly what your majesty and the prime minister are talking about. One can survive in the face of death, and the other can burn down the Xiangguo Temple..."

Xiao Yurong listened with great interest.

Yi Yan was not happy, "What level of storyteller is this? He only talked about them, why didn't he mention my name from beginning to end?"

"As a person from another world, what kind of name do you want to leave in the history books?" Xiao Yurong laughed.

Yu Shu's face was grim. "He dared to comment on the princess' affairs. He really doesn't want to talk about it anymore. I'll ask the Fuyang Guards to arrest him and put him in jail..."

"Hey, it's New Year's Day, don't be so murderous." Xiao Yurong raised his hand to stop him. "He said it very well. Three-tenths of it is true, three-tenths is false, and the remaining four-tenths is fabricated and exaggerated. If it weren't for the people in the book, I would really believe it."

Xie Deshu originally thought that Xiao Yurong was going to kill someone and was about to pick up his weapon, but when he saw that Xiao Yurong had no such intention, he stood back.

Xiao Yurong said: "I will leave my name to future generations to judge. My merits and demerits are nothing more than this."

"Sister, do we want to climb the city wall to see the lights?" Xiao Yuyuan shook Xiao Yurong's hand.

"Great." Xiao Yurong flicked his forehead with his finger and said with a smile.

Everyone climbed up the city wall.

In a trance, Xiao Yurong returned to the past, looking at the lights on every house, he couldn't help but feel emotional.

At this moment, thousands of sky lanterns slowly rose up, emitting a soft glow and swaying slowly.

Countless river lanterns on the moat also flow quietly along the river, rising and falling with the waves in the water, and shining brightly with the stars in the sky.

The bright moon is in the sky and the stars are on the water, just like lotus flowers floating on the water.

Looking at the wishes written on the lantern, as if overlapping with those of the past, Xiao Yurong's eyes became moist.

The above blessings should be repeated by the people around you.

Liu Pinjue stared at Xiao Yurong quietly, his eyes deep and gentle, "My dear, live long and be safe and worry-free."

Like teacher and friend, like enemy and relative, they will eventually become a family.

He hoped that Xiao Yurong would be remembered for generations and live a safe and worry-free life.

"I hope Your Highness lives a long life and has eternal peace." Li Yaozhi said softly.

Her eyes are calm and gentle, like a lake, always peaceful.

The lights behind him were all prayers for longevity. In recent years, he lit lanterns on Xiao Yurong's birthday, praying for Xiao Yurong to live a hundred years.

After so many years, Li Yaozhi's wish has never changed.

He wished his highness a long life.

Wang Fuxuan handed over a sachet, "Yurong, whatever you wish for will come true, and may you have great fortune and blessings."

Xiao Yurong always asked him to help with embroidery, and he replaced the birthday gift that he had missed before with a sachet filled with herbs and Buddhist beads for blessing, which he embroidered stitch by stitch.

I hope Xiao Yurong gets what he wants, and I also hope Xiao Yurong has good fortune.

Cui Ci Ning stood under the flower branches, smiling ostentatiously, "Zhao Yang's rosy face is always like the flower branches on her head, year after year."

He had his hands behind his back, but Xiao Yurong could vaguely see that the hand behind his back was empty, as if there was a small flower hidden in it.

They met for the first time and then met again on the wall that year. They fell in love at first sight but were torn between love and hate. In the end, after all the twists and turns, he still picked the flower from the highest branch with the most sincerity and presented it to Xiao Yurong.

"Yu'er, may you be happy and blessed in the new year forever." Huo Zhao's blessing was the same as usual, like the most sincere expectation of an elder to the younger generation.

But his eyes were soft, silently expressing his expectations.

Xiao Yuxie tidied up the hair that fell from Xiao Yurong's temples and said softly, "Rongrong, everything will go smoothly and Chang'an will always be happy."

The road he paved for his sister changed Chu Le's course, and the birth of an empress fulfilled his sister's ambition.

"Then I wish our fifth sister a happy new year." Xiao Yuxun said in a nonchalant manner.

"Yes, I wish my little sister will always be cheerful and smiling." Xiao Yucheng spoke in a lively tone, still smiling.

"Sister, you must be the freest girl in the world!" Xiao Yuyuan hugged Xiao Yurong's waist and buried her face in Xiao Yurong's arms and acted coquettishly.

Yi Yan put her hands behind her head and smiled brightly, "Little princess, follow the times and be happy."

From a strange princess with a tragic ending in history books to an enemy who faced each other in battle, and then to a close friend of the monarch.

He knew everything about Xiao Yurong. Although he was an erratic person, he became the most trustworthy person.

It was also because of Xiao Yurong that he chose to stay.

"As we grow older, I will still be with the princess day and night." Yu Shu said seriously.

He placed his hands on his chest and saluted, solemnly as if he was praying.

His one and only purpose for Xiao Yurong from beginning to end was to repay your kindness on the Golden Terrace and die for you with Yulong.

"Master, Happy New Year." Xie Deshu looked focused and pious.

He is Xiao Yurong's weapon, and Xiao Yurong's will is his direction.

It's always been like this.

Du Xi, who was standing quietly at one side, lowered his head and smiled, his tone soft: "Princess Zhao Zhao has achieved his wish, and may you live in peace and tranquility for years to come."

He is a man of few words, knows when to advance and when to retreat, is cautious, but very attentive.

"Then we two brothers wish our lord more joy, long-term peace and no worries." Gongsun Qin put his arm around Gongsun Zhao's shoulders and laughed freely.

Gongsun Zhao looked at his brother helplessly, and then said to Xiao Yurong solemnly: "May my lord be happy and healthy."

Wang Wanru smiled brightly: "They have finished speaking my words. Let me think...May you be blessed with eternal happiness and may your spiritual glory shine through the world!"

And there was a letter from the far north: "May you live a thousand years, and may spring come to you every year."

After receiving the blessing, will it come true next year and every year? Xiao Yurong looked at those who loved her and whom she loved, tears welled up in her eyelashes.

"It's a great day, why are you crying?" Xiao Yuxie gently touched her brow.

"I cry because I'm happy." Xiao Yurong curled the corners of his lips.

Xiao Yuxie smiled: "I should laugh if I'm happy."

"Yes." Xiao Yurong looked at the countless lights of prayer and heard people's laughter from afar.

She looked back and smiled, "Thank you for accompanying me on this journey."

Long live a thousand years, the chili pepper chants.