The princess is killing like crazy again

As soon as Cui Ci Ning rushed out of the tent and was blown by the cold wind, his mind became clearer.

He knew what Cui Ci'an was worried about, but he was also angry that Cui Ci'an was so distrustful of Xiao Yurong.

"Oh." He raised his head and looked at the snow falling in the night sky.

There are always fewer and fewer relatives and old friends. There are too few of them. Every time we fight a battle, one person dies.

He didn't want the remaining people he cared about to die of suspicion.

Forget it, I'll go and persuade him tomorrow. Cui Qining thought so as he walked towards his tent.

The wind and snow tonight seem a little different, sobbing, like someone's sad choking.

The broken hometown dream cannot come true.

Cui Ci Ning frowned and closed his eyes, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

He opened his eyes and glanced at the soft armor placed beside the bed, his gaze softened a little, and then he closed his eyes again.

I don’t know how long it took me to fall asleep, but these dreams came one after another, and it seemed as if life was just a dream.

He dreamed of Xiao Yurong climbing a tree to pick a kite when he first met her, and he dreamed of Xiao Yurong sitting in the sedan chair and lying still when the two armies clashed during the triumphant return of the army.

Until they met again and fell in love at first sight.

One time, he happily picked the flowers from the highest branch, climbed over the wall and wanted to give them to Xiao Yurong, but he overheard the conversation between Xiao Yurong and the maid.

Compared with Li Yaozhi's remarks, those who wanted him to be their lover made the flowers in his hand seem like a joke.

So when Xiao Yurong jokingly asked Emperor Xiao to grant him a marriage, he reacted fiercely and resisted.

Things seemed to be getting out of control, and Xiao Yurong began to target him and Cui.

The conflict between them reached its peak after Xiao Yuxie ascended the throne.

Because of Xiao Yurong's advice, an imperial decree was issued, and several members of the Cui family were beheaded, and their disciples were dismissed and investigated.

If you want to add a crime, why don't you have any trouble?

After the property was confiscated, Cui's blood flowed all over Yujing, and all the clan members were terrified.

Cui Ci Ning raised the banner of rebellion that night and fled to Yinzhou with his few remaining tribesmen.

From then on, the Xiao and Cui families were sworn enemies.

The war between them lasted for a long time. For a very long time, Cui Ci Ning and Xiao Yu Rong both wanted to kill each other.

Their hands are stained with the blood of each other's relatives and friends, and there is no turning back on such hatred.

Hatred and blood turned them all into unrecognizable evil spirits, and they couldn't even recognize themselves when they looked in the mirror.

Cui Ci Ning led the Cui family to join Liu Pin Jue, the Wang family joined for profit, and the Li family also added fuel to the fire for the sake of the family behind them.

Cui Ci Ning finally got his revenge, but when he led his soldiers into Yujing again and baptized this place where he had countless sad memories with blood and fire, he couldn't be happy.

Are you going to kill Xiao Yurong? Cui Ci Ning was at a loss.

"There's a fire in Princess Zhaoyang's mansion!" When the subordinates reported the news.

Cui Ci Ning stood there, still confused.

He was like a lonely soul, following a large group of people to the princess's mansion.

Snow, blood, and fire, the three lights shine together, inexplicably strange and sad.

The ground was covered with withered red palace brocade, and withered flowers were scattered all over the ground, covered by the heavy snow.

Such glaring blood, such glaring red, everything is soaked in fire and blood.

Xiao Yurong fell to the ground with a blood-stained sword beside her, and Li Yaozhi held her in his arms, covering the bloodstain on her neck with his hands.

Li Yaozhi's tears fell on Xiao Yurong's face. He tried his best to cover the wound, but the blood still flowed out from between his fingers.

Only his choked, painful whine: "Your Highness..."

Wang Fuxuan's wheelchair finally passed through the sea of ​​people and fire and arrived here. He staggered to his feet from the wheelchair and rushed to Xiao Yurong.

He knelt beside Xiao Yurong in a daze, his face livid, "Where's the imperial physician? Where's the doctor?"

"I've checked. Their heart meridians are broken and no medicine can cure them. I've asked them to get out." Liu Pinjue said.

"Are you the one who wants to kill her? Didn't you promise me to let her go?" Wang Fuxuan asked sadly.

Liu Pinjue did not refute, but just lowered his eyes to look at Xiao Yurong's face.

Li Yaozhi murmured: "Your Highness committed suicide..."

"Committed suicide?" Wang Fuxuan fell to the ground and laughed miserably, "She was such a life-loving person, and in the end she committed suicide?"

Xiao Yurong's dark blue eyelashes trembled, and he raised his eyes with difficulty to look at the scene in front of him, but even his pupils could not focus.

"Shao, Shao...Shao Yan..." She made a fragmented and unclear sound.

"Your Highness..." Li Yaozhi lowered his head and moved closer to Xiao Yurong. His long black eyelashes trembled sadly and tears fell, hitting Xiao Yurong's face.

In Xiao Yurong's memory, he had never cried since he was a child. No matter what, he always smiled, firmly and gently, standing by her side.

She seemed a little dazed and confused as she stretched out her hand, slowly and tremblingly.

The cold hand gently touched Li Yaozhi's face. Li Yaozhi held Xiao Yurong's hand against his face, "...Your Highness."

At this moment, he seemed to be the same young boy as before, so Xiao Yurong looked at him again and imprinted the appearance of this young man in his heart.

Xiao Yurong's breath became weaker and weaker. No matter how hard Li Yaozhi covered her wound, the blood still flowed out, and it was of no use.

"I'm sorry..." she whispered softly.

Her beautiful eyelashes trembled slightly twice, and then became still.

Is her apology to her father and brother, to the Xiao Dynasty, or to someone else?

None of this is known.

Li Yaozhi buried his face in his hand that was covering the wound on Xiao Yurong's neck, sobbing silently.

Wang Fuxuan laughed out loud, he turned his head away, the firelight shone in his eyes, flickering a certain light.

As to whether it was tears, no one knew.

Liu Pinjue leaned down, touched Xiao Yurong's eyelids with his fingertips hesitantly, and then immediately retracted his hand.

Cui Ci Ning, like an insignificant bystander, stood stiffly by and witnessed the scene.

Death confuses.

He himself could no longer tell the difference, because death confused love and hate.

He opened his mouth, but nothing came out.

"It's my fault... It's my fault, Your Highness. It's me who has brought you to this point..." Li Yaozhi hugged Xiao Yurong tightly with trembling hands.

Li Yaozhi stood up holding Xiao Yurong.

Wang Fuxuan opened his eyes wide, "What do you want to do?"

"I want to take her away." Li Yaozhi said.

"She's already dead! Even so, you can't let her rest in peace? Where do you want to take her?" Wang Fuxuan staggered to his feet and grabbed Li Yaozhi's arm.

Li Yaozhi did not waver at all. He pulled out his hand and walked forward holding Xiao Yurong. "Since His Highness set fire to the Princess's mansion and committed suicide, he did not want anyone to disturb her peace."

Wang Fuxuan said angrily: "Does she want to see you? You didn't bother her? What were you doing?"

"I am just... fulfilling my duty as a study partner." Li Yaozhi lowered his eyes and looked at Xiao Yurong's bright face.

He smiled self-deprecatingly: "A tutor has no official position or salary, and is always by the side of the noble. If it is a prince or princess, the tutor is mostly a child of aristocratic family. What they seek is just a close relationship."

"I'm just fulfilling my last duty and accompanying her," he said.

People outside kept putting out the fire, but the flames licked the precious silks and satins in the mansion, and flames gradually ignited all around.

It's no longer suitable to stay here for long.

"Aren't you guys leaving yet? Otherwise you might end up dying in the sea of ​​fire." Li Yaozhi forced a smile.

Cui Ci Ning finally moved. He walked up to Li Yaozhi and said what Li Yaozhi was up to: "Are you planning to die with her?"

"Yes." Li Yaozhi said frankly.

"No." Cui Ci Ning said word by word.

"Why?" Li Yaozhi asked.

This question stumped Cui Ci Ning. He paused and stared at Xiao Yurong's pale face.

He gritted his teeth and said, "She killed my family, I want her to die alone, in the underworld, a widower and a lonely woman! And you, you actually want to be buried with her?!"

Li Yaozhi said calmly, "You killed all her relatives. Even if I don't go with her, she is not alone."

He looked around at the people around him, "You all have accomplished great things. Yao Zhi has also contributed to the Ten Thousand Miles Ladder to Heaven, but he has never asked for anything. Now you just want to die, isn't that possible?"

The fire was getting more and more intense, with scorching air waves rolling and thick smoke billowing. In this princess's mansion that was once full of wealth but is now crumbling, even life is in danger.

There were guards outside shouting, "Sir! Come out!"

"Come out quickly, my lord! The fire is out of control!"

"The fire can't be put out! Master!"

But Cui Ci Ning still stood stubbornly in front of Li Yaozhi and confronted him.

"If we don't leave now, we will be buried with His Highness." Li Yaozhi smiled, holding Xiao Yurong, passed by Cui Ci Ning and walked forward.

The two or three guards beside him looked at Cui Qining anxiously, urging him to leave: "General, if you don't leave now, it will be too late!"

"Stop him!" Cui Ci Ning said hatefully with his head down.

"General!" The guards' faces were filled with disbelief and anxiety.

Cui Ci Ning raised his head suddenly, "Stop him!"

The guards could only bow their heads and accept the order, "Yes!"

They held swords in front of Li Yaozhi. Li Yaozhi sighed lightly and put his free hand on the hilt of his sword.

At this time, Liu Pinjue said, "Let them go."

In the raging fire, it seemed as if even the air was distorted by such heat.

Liu Pinjue looked at Cui Qining and said, "Is it fair? She killed you, and you killed her, and it has nothing to do with Li Yaozhi. Whatever he wants to do, why do you have to stop him?"

"Let's go. There are only a few people left in the Cui family. Do you still want to bury yourself in there?" Liu Pinjue raised his foot and was the first to walk out of the princess's mansion. "Don't let that happen. You will become her burial companion."

As soon as he left, his personal soldiers followed him.

For a moment, Cui Ci Ning really wanted everyone to die here.

But with Liu Pinjue's words in mind, Cui Ci Ning couldn't throw his life away again.

Otherwise, it would be a shame to have harbored so much hatred over the years, and also a shame to have had such a deep blood feud with the Cui family.

Wang Fuxuan followed him and caught up with Liu Pinjue, "Did you do this on purpose?"

Liu Pinjue stopped.

"Did you say those things on purpose so that Cui Ci Ning wouldn't die? Would you not drag everyone else to death?" Wang Fuxuan asked.

"Hatred is the most powerful. It was hatred that supported him all the way here. Now that his revenge has been taken and his enemy is dead, he will not be happy but only confused." Liu Pinjue's gaze fell into the distance.

He sneered: "Why should I sacrifice all my years of hard work just because of his confusion? Why should I risk my life? He doesn't care about his life, but I do."

Wang Fuxuan also laughed, "Is it really because of this? Do you dare to say that you have no selfish motives? Isn't it because you don't want Cui Qining to die with her?"

Liu Pinjue was silent for a moment before answering, "No."

"Teacher." Wang Fuxuan called out this title after a long time. He smiled again and said, "Or should I call you Mr.?"

He saw Liu Pinjue pause for a moment and asked, "Were you moved for a moment by her death?"

When Xiao Yurong's last breath dissipated, at countless moments when she should have been in tears.

Wang Fuxuan looked at Liu Pinjue, and it was natural for him to cry.

But there were no tears or light in Liu Pinjue's eyes.

"You shouldn't ask these questions." Liu Pinjue turned his back and left.

Wang Fuxuan stood where he was and suddenly burst into laughter. His whole body began to tremble and the servants around him were terrified.

He laughed until he was exhausted and covered his face with his hands while laughing.

Then the laughter became lighter and weaker, and he slowly stopped.

"I watched him build a tall building, I watched him entertain guests, and I watched his building collapse!" Wang Fuxuan recited as he laughed, but tears oozed from the corners of his eyes.

I don't know whether he was laughing or crying.

In the fire, Cui Ci Ning's personal guards half-dragged and half-pulled him out, and he finally followed suit and left this place of trouble.

The moment he stepped out of Princess Zhaoyang's mansion, Cui Ci Ning looked back as if he had sensed something.

There were layers of open doors, flames burning everything, heavy snow flying all over the sky, and faintly visible green and red robes.

Even the beams were burned off and the entire roof collapsed. The red roof tiles, green tiles, painted beams and carved rafters, carved gui and red ribbons, and red pillars and carved rafters, which used to be bustling with carriages and horses, have now all turned to ashes.

The magnificent Feige Liudan, with all its former glory and noble family, has now become a handful of scorched earth.

Amid the commotion of the crowd, the brightness and heat of the flames made Cui Ci Ning's eyes dry, but he still stared forward without blinking.

The collapsed house blocked his view, and he could no longer see Li Yaozhi and Xiao Yurong.

Li Yaozhi held Xiao Yurong in his arms and walked slowly, step by step, towards the raging fire.

He felt the pain from the burns and could even smell the burning smell. He let the flames stain his clothes, which were soaked with Xiao Yurong's blood.

"It's better to burn it. That's fine. Burn everything that His Highness left behind." Li Yaozhi murmured.

The fire was so fierce that it must have burned up everything Xiao Yurong left behind.

The flames rising into the sky dyed the sky red. Countless people were watching from afar. People putting out the fire were coming and going inside and outside, making a lot of noise.

Li Yaozhi finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground, but he remained calm.

Twisting in the fire, he lowered his eyes and took one last look at Xiao Yurong in his arms.

Finally, he shouted softly again.

“…Your Highness.”