The princess is killing like crazy again

Xiao Yurong's death seemed to have put an end to Chu Le's Xiao Dynasty.

Li Yaozhi followed him and the Li family was naturally clipped and raised to be a wealthy and idle family. Although they were noble, they lacked real power.

Even after Liu Pinjue ascended the throne, the aristocratic families were still a major concern for the emperor.

Liu Pinjue has always had the means and abilities, and he has worked hard to govern the country and has taken his time.

The landscape may change, but the mountains and rivers remain.

Xiao Yurong's death was compiled into various stories and widely circulated, including stories about beauty bringing disaster to the court and chaos.

After all, no matter how clichéd the plot is, as long as the beauty dies tragically, it is legendary enough.

Cui Ci Ning lost his goal for a short time and he no longer knew what to do.

The youthful vigor and ambition to serve the country have long been worn away.

Sometimes he wanted to return to Yinzhou and die on the battlefield, which would be a worthy death.

But Liu Pinjue would not let him go back with Cui's army in his hands.

Cui Ci Ning didn't even go to the morning court. He just held the empty title of general and stayed at home all day, drinking in the empty house.

After staying in Yujing, a sad place, for several years and thinking for a long time, Cui Ci Ning finally decided to go and meet Liu Pinjue.

Cui Ci Ning swore to Liu Pinjue that he would never marry or have children, would not be granted a title of marquis or receive a crown, would return to the capital once a year to report on his work, and would only die on the battlefield.

That day, Liu Pinjue stared at Cui Ci Ning for a long time, but finally let him go.

In fact, Cui Ci Ning soon regretted why he had to return to Beijing to report on his work every year. He really didn't want to return to this place.

But because of his work report, Cui Ci Ning has to come back every year.

There are more and more flowers in the palace. In fact, Cui Ci Ning’s memory has become very vague, but he still remembers that the flowers and plants in the palace were not like this at the beginning.

"His Majesty is discussing state affairs with the elders. Please wait for a moment, General." The eunuch came out of the room and said respectfully to Cui Ci Ning.

Cui Ci Ning asked: "How long will it take?"

The eunuch looked embarrassed: "I'm afraid it will take a while."

Cui Ci Ning didn't say much.

"If the general is bored, he can first admire the garden for a while. Now the garden is full of green grass and trees. Such a magnificent view is talked about in the palace and outside the palace." The eunuch said, "When His Majesty summons you, I will come to report to you."

"Okay." Cui Ci Ning nodded.

His father had always liked to take care of some rare flowers and trees, but he had never been able to keep them alive.

The south is still better in this regard. The flowers and trees that his old man worked so hard to take care of but couldn't survive are now growing like weeds here.

Cui Ci Ning was walking in the garden.

The moonlight is dim, and although the steps are lonely when the peach and plum blossoms are in full bloom, the red and white petals flying in the sky flutter in the wind, so full and bright, it is a beautiful sight.

Peonies and peonies turn red and cattails reflect on the water, they are equally gorgeous and bright red.

The garden is full of colorful flowers, the best in the world. People passing by will inevitably stop to admire them for a moment, regardless of whether they like flowers or not.

This strange scene in the palace was told by outsiders.

When Cui Ci Ning met the man sitting on the dragon throne, he would often hear the sighs from the palace maids or ministers.

"Your Majesty is truly a man of elegance and refinement."

"Yes, if you were not a flower lover, how could you have carried down so many flowers and trees?"

"It is said that many of them were carried by His Majesty himself."

"Since Your Majesty loves gardens and plants, you and I might as well put some effort into it to please Your Majesty."

The voices faded away, and Cui Ci Ning stared at the gorgeous peonies, a little lost in thought.

Suddenly, a voice came from the side: "They all said that Liu Pinjue likes flowers and trees."

Cui Ci Ning turned his head and saw Wang Fuxuan standing behind him, "But Liu Pinjue and I have been master and apprentice for many years. He is quite elegant, but he is a very busy man."

He gave a sarcastic smile: "A busy person won't have the leisure to appreciate flowers. Compared to appreciating flowers, my teacher would rather review memorials or discuss government affairs."

Cui Ci Ning frowned slightly, and seeing his expression, Wang Fuxuan's smile deepened.

"Guess who he planted these flowers for?" Wang Fuxuan said with a smile.

You don't even have to say the answer, everyone can guess who it is.

Wang Fuxuan still wanted to reveal the answer, which made everyone unhappy: "I planted it for her because she likes flowers."

"Does this have anything to do with me?" Cui Qining asked coldly, "You don't have to tell me at all."

"It's nothing, just a casual remark." Wang Fuxuan said casually.

Cui Ci Ning looked at him, "Why did you join Liu Pin Jue?"

Wang Fuxuan is now the head of all officials and a true powerful minister.

"He is my teacher, is there anything wrong with that?" Wang Fuxuan asked.

"You know I don't talk nonsense." Cui Ci Ning said.

Does Wang Fuxuan seem like the kind of person who would be swayed by emotions and join Liu Pinjue? He would only be swayed by interests.

Wang Fuxuan said seriously, "Liu Pinjue is neither arrogant when he wins nor discouraged when he loses. Although he is ruthless and decisive, he is not a bloodthirsty person. He is strict in dealing with people and is clear about rewards and punishments. In troubled times, he is a wise leader."

Cui Ci Ning stared at Wang Fuxuan and pressed him, "Is it because of this?"

There was a long silence and no one spoke.

Wang Fuxuan couldn't say that Xiao Yurong would die if anyone came to power.

Those lords would not allow a powerful princess of the previous dynasty to continue to live in the world. Only Liu Pinjue might give her a way out.

So he just smiled and said, "Yeah."

"I didn't expect Prime Minister Wang to be such a great man." Cui Ci Ning smiled sarcastically.

The eunuch rushed over from afar and shouted, "General! Prime Minister! Your Majesty summons you!"

"Let's go, Prime Minister Wang." Cui Qining said sarcastically.

Their current emperor dismissed all the ministers and sat alone in the imperial study, looking through the family files.

Wang Fuxuan and Cui Ci'ning bowed to Liu Pinjue.

After Liu Pinjue became emperor, he did not like to wear the dragon robe. At this moment, he was wearing a low-key black robe that concealed his wealth.

There are no exceptions except that the place where he handles official business has now changed from the study to the imperial study.

He seemed to have never changed from beginning to end.

"Get up." Liu Pinjue put down the sect file.

Cui Ci Ning went about his business as usual, reporting to Liu Pinjue in a very formal manner, like an emotionless puppet.

Wang Fuxuan handed Liu Pinjue a memorial book filled with the names of people from the previous dynasty who had been purged.

Even though the people of the previous dynasty had lost their power over the years, and even though Liu Pinjue still seemed to miss his old friends, he still showed no mercy to these people.

There was charcoal burning in the imperial study. It was not entirely chilly in spring, as the temperature was rising and it was warm now.

Liu Pinjue himself has internal strength and is not afraid of cold, but he keeps charcoal fire burning in his house all year round and does not feel hot.

I am afraid that I have to take care of someone who has been weak and sick since childhood. Just like so many flowers in the garden.

Wang Fuxuan curled the corners of his lips sarcastically.

The official business has been completed, and Cui Ci Ning and Wang Fu Xuan should also take their leave.

But Cui Ci Ning stood there without moving for some unknown reason.

Liu Pinjue looked up at him in surprise, "Anything else?"

Over the years, whenever Cui Ci Ning returned to the capital to report on his work, he was unwilling to stay here any longer, in Yujing.

"Your Majesty," Cui Qining said, "Will it be a hindrance to your majesty's wisdom if we kill all the remnants of the previous dynasty?"

"Oh?" Liu Pinjue put down the imperial pen, "Do you mean to let them go?"

Cui Ci Ning nodded.

Liu Pinjue raised his eyebrows slightly. "The Xiao family almost slaughtered all of your Cui family's direct descendants. There is a deep blood feud between them. Are you still willing to speak for them?"

Cui Ci remained silent.

Wang Fuxuan said with a sarcastic smile: "I'm afraid the general is afraid that revenge will never end, so he is magnanimous and forgave him."

"So? Are you doing this for me or for an old friend?" Liu Pinjue casually lifted the paper on the table.

Wang Fuxuan caught a glimpse of calligraphy, and the handwriting looked so familiar, yet so crude and immature.

Where the pen strokes turn, it's like someone is holding the writer's hand and teaching him how to write.

It was written on it - Dragon and Tiger, and they split open with a sound.

Cui Ci Ning remained silent. After a moment, he bowed and said, "Of course it's for Your Majesty."

"For me?" Liu Pinjue chuckled.

Liu Pinjue stood up and said, "It is not easy for us, the king and the minister, to have come this far. You have done a great service but you have never asked for any reward. This time, I will give you this as your reward."

"You're right. I care about my reputation." He twitched his lips, "Everyone, go down."

Wang Fuxuan and Cui Ci Ning left the imperial study.

Wang Fuxuan laughed: "I didn't realize that the general was so soft-hearted that he took the risk to save his enemy even in the face of His Majesty, who would eat people and chew their bones without blinking an eye."

"Whatever you think." Cui Ci Ning left without explaining.

Liu Pinjue stood by the table, looking indifferently at the flowers and trees outside the window.

There are so many flowers, and there are always flowers blooming all year round. In spring, the flowers are in full bloom, which is extremely beautiful.

Flower branches poked out of the window and reached into the imperial study, bringing with them the vigorous spring atmosphere.

It's a pity that he will die sooner or later.

He stood there for a long time, the moonlight making his shadow seem particularly long due to the silence.

Liu Pinjue would still remember the last time he and Xiao Yurong met in a true sense, with a peaceful mind.

They played chess, and Xiao Yurong lost in the end.

Perhaps Xiao Yurong also knew that after that incident, they would never be able to sit opposite each other and play chess so calmly again?

Liu Pinjue remembered her voice, her appearance, and her smile vividly. She said, "I'll go ahead."

She really was one step ahead.

There were countless moments when Liu Pinjue wanted to shout at Xiao Yurong not to go any further. He and Xiao Yurong both knew that there was a dead end ahead.

But no one can stop, stopping will still mean death.

Liu Pinjue still called her Qingqing.

And Xiao Yurong said, "Sir, please stay."

He did stay.

“Chunhui is wonderful, but being too obsessed with it will only delay and waste your own life.” Liu Pinjue drew the sword from his waist.

He raised his hand and cut off the flower branch with one sword.

Taking two more steps forward, Liu Pinjue picked up the luxurious yet old chess box on the table and looked at it for a moment.

With a "click", the chess box was thrown into the charcoal fire, and soon it caught fire again little by little.

The precious golden nanmu, white jade and black jade were all burned together.

The jade was not burned, but only cracks appeared on the surface, but it still remained beautiful.

"After the death of honor..." Liu Pinjue laughed.

He walked out of the imperial study without looking back.

However, the affairs of Yujing are no longer related to the Northern Territory. When Cui Ci Ning returned here, Yinzhou was a place that both soothed and stimulated his pain.

But he still waits here.

The weather in Yinzhou is cold, and when winter comes, everything becomes insignificant.

I don't know when and where the charcoal fire went out. It was freezing cold in the north, and the cold wind blowing in from outside was so cold that even breathing could see white mist.

Cui Ci Ning looked outside the tent in silence.

It has been so long that even her face has started to blur, but I still dream about her.

In the dream, she was not an evil ghost with bared fangs and claws, coming to take my life, nor was she an old enemy full of resentment.

She just stood quietly in the corner, looking at him lifelessly.

Whether he was angry, hateful, sad or happy, she remained calm.

"General, Prime Minister Wang is here." The guard came in from outside the tent to report.

Why did Wang Fuxuan come in the middle of the night? Cui Qining pinched his brows tiredly and said, "Please come in."

The wheelchair squeaked as it moved across the snow. Wang Fuxuan came in from outside the tent, covered in snow and with a hazy look on his face.

He looked thinner and thinner, as if he would ascend to heaven at any time.

Cui Ci Ning heard that Wang Fuxuan's condition was getting worse and worse. He had been ill for a long time and his condition was getting worse.

The most important thing is that Cui Ci Ning saw that Wang Fuxuan was accompanied by a young boy who was about seven or eight years old. He was wearing a bright red velvet jacket, and his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be smiling even though he was not smiling, with bright eyes and white teeth.

like……

"Who is this?" Cui Ci Ning asked.

"The posthumous son of Emperor Xiao and the younger brother of Xiao Yurong." Wang Fuxuan glanced at the boy beside him indifferently.

He said, "However, Xiao Yurong herself asked Xiao Yuxie to adopt him as her own son, saying that he was just an adopted son. So nominally, they are mother and son. Xiao Yurong protected him very well, and few people knew of her existence and identity. I only found her not long ago."

It seems like the kind of ridiculous thing Xiao Yurong could do.

Cui Ci Ning sneered: "How old is she? She dares to raise a child. Isn't she afraid of misleading the students?"

He sneered: "Sister and brother become mother and son, she is the one who can do this, and Xiao Yuxie actually lets her do this? It's ridiculous!"

"Don't you dare talk about my sister!" The boy glared at him.

Cui Ci Ning looked at the boy, his young but resolute features slightly absent-minded, and murmured, "No wonder..."

No wonder he looks like an old friend, and turns out to be his son.

Wang Fuxuan said: "Xiao Yurong probably hides his identity because he is afraid that something bad might happen to him in the future and he wants to leave a bloodline for the Xiao family."

He coughed twice and covered his mouth with a handkerchief. "You can see that I am not in good health and I am afraid I don't have much time left. I brought him here because I hope you can give him a place to stay, or at least let him survive."

"So, you want me to raise Xiao Yurong's younger brother? Don't you know that she and I have a blood feud?" Cui Ci Ning sneered.

Wang Fuxuan was silent for a moment, then paused, "What crime has this child committed?"

"What did the child do?" Cui Qining's smile became more and more sarcastic. "Even my eighth cousin, who was still in his infancy, died. When the Xiao family killed my clansmen, they could only think about what the child did do?"