The princess is killing like crazy again

Xiao Yurong checked Xu Chen's breath and pulse, and only heaved a sigh of relief after confirming that Xu Chen was dead.

The rustling sound of footsteps made her tense again. Xiao Yurong raised her head suddenly and saw a young man standing by the Thousand Carp Pond with a majestic look.

The cold wind blew through the silent garden, blowing away the remaining warmth from the palace lanterns without a trace, leaving only the leaking blood and endless desolation.

"Ah...it's you." There were bloodstains on Xiao Yurong's cheeks and her moon-white clothes. She slowly smiled, her eyes sparkling as if with tears in them.

She raised her hand to wipe the blood from her cheek, but ignored the blood on her palm. A light bloodstain was wiped across her face, and the tears in her eyes seemed to be about to fall.

She said the name of the person: "Mingyang."

Cui Ci Ning looked at the scene in front of him, his eyes changing several times, and finally turning from shock to complex silence.

Xiao Yurong vaguely recalled that Cui Ci Ning preferred the soft, gentle and smiling southern girls.

Then the tears that were about to fall from her eyes fell straight down, her eyes were filled with endless tears like plum rain, so pitiful, "Mingyang..."

She pretended to stare at her palms covered in blood in fear, then fell to the ground, tears streaming down her face. "I heard him say that he wanted to submit to King Wen and open the gates of Xuancheng, and he also insulted my fourth brother, so I..."

"That's just me..." Xiao Yurong covered her face, lowered her head and sobbed softly.

Her face was lifted up, and Xiao Yurong stared blankly at Cui Ci Ning raising his hand to wipe away the stains of blood and tears mixed on her face.

Cui Ci Ning's hands have been holding knives all year round, and he has been fighting in wars all year round. There are always calluses of varying thickness between his fingers and palms, and they are covered with scars.

Even though his movements were light, they still rubbed Xiao Yurong's pampered face red.

Cui Ci Ning looked down at Xiao Yurong with a complicated expression and said, "You don't have to be like this."

There had never been a moment when he understood Xiao Yurong's true nature better than at this moment, and there had never been a moment when he understood better than at this moment that Xiao Yurong was not the southern beauty he had imagined.

He understood Xiao Yurong's viciousness, cruelty, coldness, extravagance and greed, but he had also seen Xiao Yurong in a red dress, riding a fierce horse, and looking bright and beautiful in spring.

He had never seen a girl like Xiao Yurong in his life.

Countless faces of Xiao Yurong flashed through Cui Ci Ning's mind, showing her joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, every frown and smile.

They had toured together, competed in horseback riding and archery together, drank and played chess together, walked the streets together, and laughed, quarreled, and cursed together.

In the end, it freezes on a time when he was practicing martial arts. It was a hot summer day and he was practicing swordplay in the martial arts field.

The crescent-shaped blade rustled in the wind, carrying the power to split mountains and chop the moon. The cold light illuminated an area, but it was like a raging fire, burning so hot that everyone who saw it was amazed.

Cui Ci Ning suddenly heard a noise behind him. The long-handled knife on his back rotated twice, and he suddenly pulled it from his waist and slashed at the person who was coming.

The blade was only inches away from Xiao Yurong when it was suddenly retracted. Cui Ci Ning dropped the knife without even taking a breath, and opened his eyes wide in surprise.

"Zhaoyang!" His face and neck turned red, and he scratched his head embarrassedly, "I didn't know it was you who came. I didn't mean to do it."

Xiao Yurong didn't care at first, but seeing his expression, she wanted to tease him.

She crossed her arms and turned away, pretending to be angry. "I don't care. If you don't buy me jewelry, cakes and fruits, I will ignore you for ten days or half a month."

"No, no, no!" Cui Ci Ning believed it and said quickly, "I'll buy it for you. I'll go through a few jewelry stores for you to choose from! Didn't you like to eat candied haws last time we went shopping? I'll buy you a dozen!"

Xiao Yurong turned back and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Cui Ci Ning suddenly realized that Xiao Yurong was just teasing him.

He was angry and amused at the same time. He stretched out his hand and hooked the purple-gold tassels swaying at Xiao Yurong's temples, "You only know how to tease me!"

Xiao Yurong was still smiling happily, a smile that was the most brilliant that Cui Ci Ning had ever seen.

But at this time, Xiao Yurong's face was stained with blood, tears were in his eyes, and he seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

Inexplicably, there seemed to be a fire burning in his chest, burning Cui Ci Ning's lungs so much that he felt pain. Before he could figure out what the feeling was, his attention was drawn to Xiao Yurong's messy black hair.

So Cui Ci Ning tidied up the silver tassels on Xiao Yurong's temples that had been messed up by the night wind because of her previous movement.

"I will help you, so you don't have to pretend like this." Cui Ci Ning said.

Xiao Yurong looked at Cui Ci Ning in astonishment, opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, Cui Ci Ning gently pushed his shoulder.

Cui Ci Ning pushed her away and said, "You go first, I will take care of this."

Xiao Yurong looked at Cui Ci Ning deeply, closed her eyes, put away her expression, wiped the tears from her face, turned around and left quickly.

There were still bloodstains on her moon-white dress. Fortunately, it was late at night and there were no more strangers lingering within the palace walls, and there were fewer people coming and going.

Most of the guests that Emperor Xiao had just entertained had already left the palace, with only a few left.

But it is also extremely risky at this time. I have to leave the palace as soon as possible, otherwise if I am discovered, the truth will be revealed.

But the more you don't think about it at this time, the more things will develop like you imagine.

Xiao Yurong was walking hurriedly, but she heard someone calling her from behind.

"Eh? You——" The voice sounded like that of a minister.

Meeting the Minister at this time is not good news, as it also means that Ning Rou is most likely beside him.

At a distance, the minister might not recognize Xiao Yurong, but Ning Rou might not be the same. She and Xiao Yurong did not get along well, so they were considered acquaintances.

Xiao Yurong stopped and pretended to be a little palace maid sneaking out in the middle of the night to enjoy the beautiful garden scenery. She lowered her voice and asked, "My lord, what do you want me to do?"

"Why are you here alone?" asked the attendant.

"I just heard from the old people in the palace that the scenery here is the best during the Emperor's Birthday, so I bribed the guards and sneaked here to enjoy the view. I disturbed the enjoyment of the lord and the lady, and I deserve to die!" Xiao Yurong immediately imitated the little palace maids in the palace.

The minister hesitated for a moment and said, "Retreat."

Xiao Yurong quickly lowered her head and quickened her pace to leave, fearing that the minister would figure out something was wrong and regret calling her back.

When Xiao Yurong was almost out of sight, Ning Rou, who had been observing from the side of the Minister, frowned and asked, "Wait, don't you think that person just now..."

"What about that man?" The minister spoke to Ning Rou in a much softer tone.

"Although I couldn't see the person clearly because I was standing far away, her hair was covered with pearls and jade, and her moon-white clothes were faintly glowing in the dark. She was definitely not an ordinary person." Ning Rou narrowed her eyes, "I think she must not be an ordinary palace maid, but a noble master, right?"

When the minister heard this, he also became suspicious, "If you are a noble master in the palace, why do you call yourself a palace maid?"

Ning Rou thought: "That must be to hide something. Looking at the stature and tone of that person just now, plus the hazy outline, why do I feel that person is..."

Her voice suddenly stopped, and the attendant asked, "Who is it?"

"Princess Zhaoyang?" Ning Rou narrowed her eyes and read out these words, seeming to firmly believe in this guess. She immediately pulled the sleeve of the attendant excitedly, "That's Princess Zhaoyang! Hurry up and catch up to her and take a look!"

The minister was full of doubts, "If it is Princess Zhaoyang, then why is she hiding something from you and me? Why do we need to go and see what's going on?"

"What do you know?!" Ning Rou interrupted him loudly, her expression twisted with excitement. "Since she has concealed this from you and me, it must be some shameful thing! If you chase her and catch her, you will definitely ruin her reputation!"

The minister looked at Ning Rou in doubt and said, "Isn't this making us enemies with her, the crown prince, and the Li family?"

Ning Rou's originally gentle face became even more distorted, "Waste!"

She stepped forward and grabbed the attendant by the collar, "You coward, what are you afraid of? Could it be that His Majesty will punish you just because you tell the truth?"

She laughed like crazy: "You still dare to mention the Li family? If it weren't for you asking my father to marry me, I would have married into the Li family with great fanfare! The Li brothers are all handsome young men. If it weren't for you, why would I be ridiculed like this now? It's all your fault! It's all Xiao Yurong's fault!"

The Shizhong kept his head down from beginning to end and said nothing.

Ning Rou became annoyed when she saw him like this, and shrilly said, "If you really feel that you owe me, go catch up with her now! Go! Why don't you catch up with her now!"

The minister was silent for a moment, but still followed his instructions and started to chase Xiao Yurong.

Xiao Yurong walked a distance away and seemed to faintly hear Ning Rou's sharp voice, and he already had a bad premonition.

Sure enough, she soon heard hurried footsteps.

Ning Rou must have recognized her, and urged the minister to chase after her. Damn it! Xiao Yurong gritted her teeth, quickened her pace, and continued to run forward.

Not far from the palace gate, a carriage was moving forward slowly, and its destination was obviously also to leave the palace.

This carriage did not have any exquisitely carved beams and painted buildings, nor did it have any family or identity symbols. Xiao Yurong could not tell whose carriage it belonged to.

Just by looking at the carriage's unconventional strip carvings, which looked simple but actually exuded elegance, Xiao Yurong guessed that the person sitting in the carriage was probably someone who had a say in the clan.

But for Xiao Yurong, no matter who it is, there is still room for maneuver and they can negotiate.

No matter who it is, it's better than the minister who is about to catch up and will definitely not let her leave.

So Xiao Yurong made a prompt decision and rushed forward quickly, which immediately startled the horse and the attendants following him.

Before those people could stop Xiao Yurong, Xiao Yurong jumped straight onto the carriage.

There was a commotion outside, and inside, Xiao Yurong ran straight into the eyes and arms of the people in the car.

The man subconsciously raised his hand to catch Xiao Yurong. Xiao Yurong's figure was clearly reflected in his jade-like pupils, and his eyes were swaying, which was very moving.

The whole car was filled with the scent of green bamboo sandalwood floating in the air, and now there was also the faint and uneasy scent of Xiao Yurong floating in the air.

"Young Master!" There was a commotion outside the car.

Li Yaozhi raised his hand to stop the panic outside and said gently: "It's okay, I'm fine. He's an old acquaintance of mine. He came here to talk to me..."

His eyes moved, sweeping across Xiao Yurong's scattered hairpins and the bloodstains on her clothes, and his tone contained a hint of smile and teasing: "... Let's talk about the love of the past and present."

"Young Master..." The people outside the car were still a little hesitant.

Li Yaozhi's voice was still gentle, but his tone had cooled: "Isn't what I said clear enough?"

"Yes." A voice came from outside the car.

Li Yaozhi smiled and straightened Xiao Yurong's hairpin, "Your Highness, why are you so embarrassed that you broke into my car?"

Xiao Yurong was about to say something, but was interrupted by another chaos outside the car.

Someone was talking outside the car, and then the attendant reported to Li Yaozhi: "Sir, it's the Minister."

"My Lord Minister, why did you come to stop my carriage?" Li Yaozhi asked slowly.

The voice of the attendant came from outside: "So it's Master Li. To be honest, I just met a thief who claimed to be a palace maid, but his behavior and clothes and jewelry were really different. I became suspicious and chased after him. I vaguely saw him get into the master's car, so I went up to him and complained."

Li Yaozhi said, "From what the Minister said, are you saying that I'm colluding with the thieves?"

The attendant said quickly, "Why do you say that, sir? I naturally didn't mean that. I was just worried about your safety, and I was also afraid that the thief was an assassin and hurt the noble masters."

Xiao Yurong was originally lying on Li Yaozhi's knees and was just helped up by him. Hearing the minister's words, she tightened her grip unconsciously.

Li Yaozhi patted her hand gently, comforting her silently.

"What does the Minister want?" Li Yaozhi asked.

The attendant said, "Please let me see inside the carriage."

After he finished speaking, he immediately stepped forward and lifted the curtain of the carriage without waiting for his followers to react.

There was a woman kneeling between Li Yaozhi's legs in the car, leaning on his shoulders. She seemed to be ashamed to see people, with only half of her black hair like the clouds and rain of Wushan Mountain and a small part of her white neck showing.

Li Yaozhi hugged the woman's slender waist and back, covering her with his wide sleeves, and looked up at the attendant.

His eyes were cold and indifferent, looking up and down, unusually.

At first glance, it seemed that the young master of the Li family was in a carriage with a beautiful girl, in a disheveled state, indulging in sensual pleasures.

"My Lord, are you satisfied with this?" Li Yaozhi asked calmly.

The attendant hurriedly said, "Please don't be offended, sir. I was just eager to catch the thief, so I was so reckless and disturbed you..."

Li Yaozhi interrupted him directly: "Since you know that you are being presumptuous, why do you still stay here and disturb my meeting with my beautiful lady?"

The attendant quickly let go of his hand, lowered the curtain, and stepped back two steps. "I apologize for offending you today. I hope you will forgive me. When I have time in the future, I will come to your house in person to apologize to you."

"The Minister's move really opened our eyes." Li Yaozhi said calmly, "Let's go."

The servants who failed to stop him trembled and replied, "Yes."

The carriage drove slowly towards the nearby palace gate again, seemingly without any impact.