The princess is killing like crazy again

Before Emperor Xiao could reply, the Imperial Censor began to mock him: "War is no joke. Princess Rong is a girl, so it's better for her to stay out of it."

"I am a military general and the Chief Censor is a civil official. So who should stay out of the interference?" Xiao Yurong sneered and responded bluntly.

"What do you mean? Are you asking the civil officials to fight the enemy and break the formation? Are you going to do it, Minister? Can you hold a bow? Can you ride a horse?" She turned her head and looked around. "Are you still the one? The Minister of Rites."

“Ah, ah?” The Minister of Rites, who was pretending to be a mushroom in the corner, was called out and pointed at himself in bewilderment, “I, I don’t know how to wield a sword…”

Xiao Yurong crossed his arms and turned his spearhead towards the generals, "What are you guys laughing at? You are generals, so why don't you go into battle? Why didn't you ask for orders just now? If you don't let me quell the rebellion, why don't you go yourself? If someone doesn't know you, they would think you are very loyal to the emperor and patriotic."

The generals shut their mouths.

After all, it would be dangerous to suppress the rebellion of King Wen. King Wen had a strong army and horses, and if he was not careful, he might die on the battlefield.

"And the one over there, you..." Xiao Yurong noticed that there was a man standing at the end of the officials on both sides, shivering and lowering his head. "Who are you?"

He looked like a newly appointed ninth-rank official. Unlike officials above the fifth rank, officials below the fifth rank only needed to attend court on the first and fifteenth day of each month.

Xiao Yurong frowned, "Why are you shaking? Can I eat you? How can someone with this character be an official? It's really unworthy of being in a high-class office. Could it be that someone has just stuffed him in to get by?"

"Doctor Censor, why don't you go down and investigate? What if someone takes advantage of the situation and sneaks in? Wouldn't that be funny?" she said quietly.

Xiao Yurong's indiscriminate attack severely injured almost everyone present.

When he heard that there was going to be an investigation, the minor official who had bought his position with the help of his family became even more terrified. His legs were trembling, he could not speak clearly, and his eyes were full of tears.

"Why are you crying?" Xiao Yurong sighed.

"The princess has a sharp tongue." An official whispered to the person next to him.

Wang Fuxuan had sharp eyes and ears, and glanced over when he heard the voice.

The person next to him bumped into him and said, "Be quiet, Patriarch Wang is here to look."

"I think what Princess Zhaoyang said is very true." Liu Pinjue said at this time.

Everyone looked at Liu Pinjue in surprise. They didn't expect that Liu Pinjue would help Xiao Yurong in this regard.

But if you think about it carefully, as a master and disciple, Liu Pinjue probably also wanted his own disciples to gain power to build up his influence.

The voices of opposition in the court gradually weakened.

Liu Pinjue glanced at Li Yaozhi and said, "With the young master of the Li family accompanying the army as an aide, it shouldn't be a big deal."

Another disciple was pushed out, and it seemed that Liu Pinjue really meant this. The ministers confirmed their own thoughts.

Li Yaozhi was known for his precocious wisdom at a young age. Emperor Xiao looked at Xiao Yurong, who had a determined expression.

"Yaozhi is willing to follow Your Highness to suppress the rebellion." Li Yaozhi bowed.

"Princess Zhaoyang is surrounded by many talented people. Your Majesty might as well agree to the princess' request." Wang Fuxuan's gaze turned between Xiao Yurong and Li Yaozhi, his eyes gradually turning cold.

Emperor Xiao closed his eyes and sighed.

Opening his eyes, he said, "I grant you 50,000 troops and horses. You must return victorious."

"Thank you, father, for your permission!" Xiao Yurong then smiled.

After the court was dismissed, Emperor Xiao kept Xiao Yurong and dismissed his attendants.

Only the father and daughter were left. Emperor Xiao began to mutter, "This is ridiculous! We are in a life-or-death situation. If anything happens to you, I will be the one sending you off. What will you do with me and your brother?"

Xiao Yurong, however, showed no signs of worry and had a positive attitude: "Don't worry, Father. I know what's going on."

"You know what's going on, but I don't." Emperor Xiao was speechless.

Xiao Yurong said seriously: "Everyone in the court is dissatisfied with me. This battle is also a battle for me to establish my authority."

Emperor Xiao sighed: "Everyone in the palace says that you are arrogant and extravagant. But I always feel that as a princess, if you don't like extravagant lifestyle, you are not doing your job properly."

"What does father think now?" Xiao Yurong asked.

"Since you like to be idle, it's good to hold power in your hands." Emperor Xiao touched her head, "But this world of fame and fortune is too dangerous. You need to be extremely careful and don't trust anyone."

Many people outside say that Xiao Yurong is vicious and cruel, and a femme fatale, but in the eyes of Emperor Xiao, she is still the little girl who calls herself Axe King with slurred words.

"Even the royal brothers are not allowed? Even the eldest brother?" Xiao Yurong blinked.

Emperor Xiao said: "In the royal family, there are many cases where fathers do not know their sons, and sons do not know their fathers. The millstone of power will eventually crush everyone beyond recognition. The only person you can trust is yourself."

"Rongrong, I hope you can protect yourself." He sighed.

"Father, don't you know me yet?" Xiao Yurong smiled, "Your daughter is very smart. She won't do anything that is not beneficial."

"I know you are smart." Emperor Xiao tapped her forehead, "Be careful in everything you do during this riot."

Xiao Yurong dragged out his tone: "I understand——"

When Xiao Yurong walked out of the hall, she found Xiao Yuxie still standing outside the hall waiting for her.

"Royal brother." Xiao Yurong walked to his side.

Xiao Yuxie looked at her and sighed, "Why are you so foolish? On the battlefield, swords have no eyes. I am so far away from you, how can I keep you safe?"

"Oh, brother, I'm not a weak woman who can't even lift a chicken." Xiao Yurong said, "If I want to make those stubborn old men in the court obey me, I have to do something real."

"You know how dangerous King Wen's rebellion is." Xiao Yuxie shook his head. "If something happens to you, how should I deal with it?"

Xiao Yurong hugged his arm and said, "Okay, brother, Shao Yan will go with me. Cui is also in Xuancheng. I will be fine."

"You..." Xiao Yuxie still had a frown on his face.

"Since I'm going to conquer the country, I still need my brother to take care of Yujing's affairs for me." Xiao Yurong shook Xiao Yuxie's arm, "I'm just being willful for once."

This has been the trick since he was a child, but Xiao Yuxie is fooled every time.

Xiao Yuxie sighed and said, "This won't happen again."

"Okay." Xiao Yurong immediately laughed.

Anyway, it will never happen again.

"After you leave the palace, go to the Huo family and apologize to your uncle." Xiao Yuxie reminded her, "What you said in the court today really made him angry."

Xiao Yurong nodded, "Don't worry, my royal brother. I will save myself the trouble."

Xiao Yurong went straight to the Huo family after leaving the palace. As soon as she entered the Huo Mansion, a familiar servant came to lead the way.

She sat down in the hall as if she was familiar with the place, but Huo Zhao was angry and refused to see her.

Seeing that Huo Zhao's followers looked embarrassed and hesitant, Xiao Yurong understood what he meant.

"Miss, Lord Huo didn't mean it, he's just really hurt." said the attendant.

Although Xiao Yurong was a princess, after she entered the Huo family, all the servants called her "Miss".

Now that Huo Zhao is in charge, she is actually a cousin if you really want to count, but Huo Zhao insists that she is a member of the Huo family.

Xiao Yurong stood up and said, "Since my uncle is not willing to see me, I will go see him."

"Miss! Miss!" The follower was stunned. Seeing Xiao Yurong walking quickly towards Huo Zhao's study with a clear goal, he hurriedly chased after her.

Huo Zhao was handling official business in his study. He held the pen and paused for a long time without putting pen to paper. He started writing so slowly that the ink dripped onto the paper before he came to his senses.

He kept thinking that he would not go to see Xiao Yurong. Could it be that Xiao Yurong was angry? Could it be that he had left the Huo Mansion? Could it be that he did not like him as his uncle anymore?

My mind was full of thoughts, but I could vaguely hear the noise outside the door.

"Get out of the way, I want to see my uncle."

"Miss, please don't embarrass us. Marquis Huo said he doesn't want to see anyone."

"Get out of the way! How dare you stop me?"

The guards outside the door seemed to have failed to stop Xiao Yurong, nor did they dare to stop him.

Xiao Yurong broke into the room directly.

Several guards looked at each other, their faces filled with worry and embarrassment, "Master, we can't stop the young lady..."

"It's okay, go back and let her in." Huo Zhao pinched his eyebrows with a headache.

The guards retreated hastily as if they had been pardoned, and considerately closed the door.

"What's going on again?" Huo Zhao asked.

"My uncle doesn't want to see me, but I'm not allowed to make a scene?" Xiao Yurong curled her lips.

She was actually in a bad mood. She wanted to go on a war, but Huo Zhao not only did not help her, but now he even refused to see her.

Huo Zhao was about to say something when Xiao Yurong said, "Since my uncle doesn't want to see me now and doesn't treat me as a family member, I have nothing to say."

She said coldly, "Mr. Huo, I'll take my leave first."

Just as Xiao Yurong turned around to leave, Huo Zhao grabbed her wrist.

This is not the first or second time Huo Zhao has done this.

Every time Xiao Yurong turned around to leave, whether he was really angry or pretending to be angry, Huo Zhao would hold Xiao Yurong's wrist to keep him.

This was his quick instinct, and also due to his status to avoid suspicion.

Compared to holding hands, which is a gentler and more intimate way, Huo Zhao is not good at expressing himself, and holding wrists is the next best way.

Holding Xiao Yurong's wrist countless times, Huo Zhao was not only trying to keep her but also checking her pulse.

Xiao Yurong suffered from numerous illnesses, both major and minor, during her childhood, and several times she was seriously ill. Often at this time, the atmosphere in the palace would become deadly.

At that time, Huo Zhao, who was still a teenager, would sit beside Xiao Yurong's bed, holding her wrist and waiting for her to recover.

Huo Zhao always promised Xiao Yurong that when she recovered from her illness, he would take her out of the palace to play and take her to fly a kite.

But after Xiao Yurong drank the medicine and fell into a drowsy sleep, Huo Zhao couldn't help but shed tears secretly by himself.

He had been holding Xiao Yurong's wrist to check his body temperature and pulse. He was afraid that Xiao Yurong would die in the blink of an eye.

This habit has continued to this day, and he still does it out of inertia.

Whenever Xiao Yurong's wrist was held, she would be able to break free with a simple struggle, or Huo Zhao would quickly let go of her hand.

But at this time Huo Zhao kept holding it tightly and did not let go. Xiao Yurong tried twice to pull it out but failed, and felt a little surprised.

"Don't go." Huo Zhao said in a deep voice with his head down.

In fact, the feeling of holding Xiao Yurong's wrist has always been one-sided on his side. He can feel the pulse of Xiao Yurong in his palm.

There is a sense of ambiguity about some treasure hidden secretly, especially such fragility can easily arouse people's desire for sadism.

"Uncle?" Xiao Yurong sensed something was wrong.

Huo Zhao released Xiao Yurong's wrist and said through gritted teeth, "Why do you have to ask for permission to quell the rebellion? I can obviously go for you, and you can obviously rely on me."

"Uncle can protect me today, but what about after that?" Xiao Yurong asked calmly.

“……”Huo Zhao was silent.

Xiao Yurong said: "You obviously know that I can't stay under your protection forever."

"What's wrong with that?" Huo Zhao asked stubbornly.

"Don't be silly, uncle. Who can stay out of trouble in these chaotic times? I have to grow up too." Xiao Yurong sighed.

Huo Zhao lowered his eyes, "If only I were not your uncle..."

"If you were not my uncle, you would not be able to protect me like this." Xiao Yurong seemed to remind him of something.

Her eyes were calm, but her brows were slightly frowned, as if she couldn't believe Huo Zhao said such a thing, and she was seriously warning Huo Zhao that this was enough.

Huo Zhao froze.

Huo Zhao never doubted his own background until he discovered his father's documents and letters on the day he inherited the title.

There was only one daughter in this family, Empress Huo, and he was a member of the Huo family's side branch who was taken in and raised by the old Marquis Huo in secret just to continue the inheritance and glory.

Logically, he was not qualified to inherit the Huo family, become the head of the family, or inherit the title.

Everything he hopes for is based on the premise that he is the son of old Marquis Huo.

Huo Zhao suddenly remembered what old Marquis Huo had once told him, that history books never record bloodlines, only names.

As long as his last name was Huo, that was enough. And he also happened to have Huo's blood, that was completely enough.

He was not Empress Huo's brother, nor was he the uncle of Xiao Yuxie and Xiao Yurong. Huo Zhao did not know about this until that day.

If we go by ranking, he can only be considered Xiao Yurong's distant cousin and brother.

But this matter must not be known to others, and the foundation of the Huo family must not be shaken.

Huo Zhao cannot lose power either. If he were the head of another family, he would not support Xiao Yuxie and Xiao Yurong with all his strength.

Since he has received the favor from Old Marquis Huo, he must help him with all his strength.

All the older generations who knew about it have died, but in order to prevent future trouble, Huo Zhao wants to destroy all the evidence.

So Huo Zhao destroyed the remaining documents, but before burning them, Xiao Yurong also saw those things.

Naturally, Xiao Yurong would not tell anyone about it. She was fully aware of the pros and cons of the matter, and knew that no one could help her and Xiao Yurong better than Huo Zhao with the whole Huo family's support.

Xiao Yurong knew it, and Huo Zhao also knew that Xiao Yurong knew it. Now only the two of them knew about it.

"I know, I spoke out of turn." Huo Zhao took a deep breath and turned his face away.

The age gap between him and Xiao Yurong was nine years, which was neither close nor far.

You can call him uncle, but it can also be said to be between a man and a woman.

Just like the eight-year age difference between Xiao Yurong and Liu Pinjue, on the one hand, there is a distance between master and apprentice, and on the other hand, there is a relationship between uncle and nephew, and on the other hand, there is love between a man and a woman, with undercurrents surging.

When did it start? Clearly at the beginning he sincerely believed that he, Xiao Yuxie and Xiao Yurong were blood relatives.

Old Marquis Huo and Empress Huo helped him a lot, and he also felt pity for their remaining bloodline, even though he recognized his own identity.

How could he say that he was despicable and had ulterior motives towards the child he had watched grow up?

"Uncle, no matter what, you are my uncle." Xiao Yurong said.

Huo Zhao looked at her with a confused look in his eyes. Was this a comfort? Or a warning?

"At most I promise you that I won't go into battle." Xiao Yurong smiled.