The princess is killing like crazy again

Wang Fuxuan looked depressed. "If you don't keep him, the remnants of the previous dynasty, if Liu Pinjue knew about it, with Liu Pinjue's ruthless heart, he would definitely cut off the roots."

So he asked his old enemy to stay? Cui Qining's blood was beating.

He actually wanted to throw the kid out right now and then give Wang Fuxuan a good scolding.

But when I turned around and saw the child with tears in his eyes and similar eyebrows, I couldn't spit out the feeling stuck in my throat.

"Whether to go or stay, you can come and see." Wang Fuxuan said, "I have said all I want to say. I am leaving now."

The attendant behind him immediately turned the wheelchair around and pushed Wang Fuxuan out of the tent.

Wang Fuxuan walked some distance outside the tent and started coughing violently again. His handkerchief was stained with blood and his face turned pale.

The attendant was horrified and hurried to shield Wang Fuxuan from the cold wind, "My Lord, why are you doing this?"

"After all, I was the one who treated her badly." Wang Fuxuan laughed bitterly, "Since she wants to protect her brother, then I will protect him for her."

The child who was left alone in the tent already had tears in his eyes, but he still bit his lips, very stubborn, and said nothing.

He was well-informed and knew that there were enemies everywhere, and that the only way to get revenge was to survive.

Cui Qining leaned over, stuck the long knife into the ground with one hand, and wiped away the tears from the boy's eyes with the other hand. "Since you are her child, I will kill you another day."

His eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth as he said, "I will help you grow up, and let you watch all of your sister's former subordinates and all the people related to them die under my sword."

The boy's tears fell, but he stared at him hatefully, "You killed my sister, I will kill you sooner or later!"

"Hahahaha! Okay, okay!" Cui Ci Ning laughed.

He suddenly stopped talking again, and said sinisterly, "I'll wait for you to kill me."

The two people whose loved ones had all died stared at each other with red eyes, wishing they could eat each other's flesh and drink their blood.

But Cui Ci Ning never waited for that day.

Less than three years later, news came from the capital that Wang Xiang had passed away. The emperor collected his remains and held a grand funeral.

Cui Ci Ning laughed for a long time and then fell drunk in the tent.

What kind of life was Wang Fuxuan pursuing profit? Did he die in depression? That was too pathetic.

From full of expectations to something unbearable, this ending is too ugly.

But he didn't live long either. He fought in the military all his life, suffered countless injuries, and finally died of old age.

Even when he died, Cui Ci Ning felt relieved. He had finally completed his mission and could say goodbye to this world without any attachment.

He found it funny to see the kid named Yuan gritting his teeth, turning his back and crying.

Xiao Yurong probably didn't expect that his brother would be saved by him, right? He probably didn't expect that his brother would kneel before his bed and bid him farewell, right?

Yuan means beginning.

Does Xiao Yurong hope that this child will become the first person to restore the dynasty, or does he hope for the day when Yu Yuan will come?

It doesn't matter anymore. It doesn't matter anymore. Cui Ci Ning looked towards the corner. He seemed to be hallucinating again. The scene in his dream appeared before his eyes.

Cui Ci Ning saw Xiao Yurong's hazy shadow standing in the corner, looking at him silently.

No questions, no complaints, just looking at him.

Death is like a thorn in the throat, but love and hate will eventually disappear.

Well, that's it. Cui Ci Ning closed his eyes.

As for Liu Pinjue, it is unknown.

However, there are also some unclear rumors in later generations, saying that Liu Pinjue sat firmly on the throne and created a prosperous era with peace and prosperity.

One day the mountain tomb collapsed, and before his death, Liu Pinjue burned a piece of calligraphy and took away a jade chess piece.

There are fine cracks along the veins on the chess pieces.

The chessboard was full of holes, and the king, with his temples full of white hair and covered with dust, was still holding the broken chess piece in his hand.

The old friend mentioned in the rumors has probably already become a lonely grave with dry bones.

It’s just a dream, and I’ve just woken up from it.

After waking up from the dream, I couldn't tell the difference between what was real and what was fake, or what was fake and what was real. There was only the pain of tearing my heart and bones out, which was extremely real.

Only the pain is real.

Cui Ci Ning suddenly sat up from the bed, gasping for breath while sweating profusely, and covering his aching heart.

He lowered his eyes to look at his hands, which seemed to be full of blood.

Such blood permeated everything, and in her dream both she and her hometown were soaked in blood.

"Ha——" Cui Ci Ning couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Hahahahahaha!" Cui Ci Ning covered his face with his hands and laughed, tears dripping from between his fingers and falling on the quilt.

At this moment, his love and hatred reached their peak.

Xiao Yurong knew nothing about this and just acted as usual.

After being persuaded by Li Yaozhi to drink the bitter medicine that was enough to kill him, the sky was clear and Xiao Yurong wanted to practice his archery.

I haven't practiced for a long time, and I'm afraid my hands will become rusty.

When I stepped into the martial arts training ground, Cui Ci Ning was practicing with a sword.

The long-handled knife rustled in the wind, and like thunder, it connected the flying snow in the sky into one piece, and the blade cut through the remaining snow on the ground, leaving a gully.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, suddenly, like the shadow of the moon, the crescent-shaped sword slashed towards the person approaching from behind, but then stopped abruptly, only one step away from Xiao Yurong's cheek.

Xiao Yurong stood there motionless.

Cui Ci Ning suddenly retracted the knife and placed it on the ground.

"Huff--Huff--" Cui Ci Ning gasped heavily.

It was the coldest time of the year, but he was sweating all over.

Xiao Yurong looked at him and felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity and absurdity.

Xiao Yurong felt strange. Cui Ci Ning seemed to have become different, not quite the same. Why was that?

Overnight, he became like two different people.

It was summer when she was dancing with the sword before, but now it was winter. She was still aware of the footsteps approaching, and the sword was only a few inches away from her, but she pulled it back abruptly, but it was different.

After Cui Ci Ning put away the knife, the murderous aura disappeared.

This time, although he had put away the knife and was no longer looking at her, Cui Ci Ning still revealed his murderous intent.

Is it an illusion?

Xiao Yurong remained expressionless, as if nothing had happened. "It's cold, and I've been sweating. Go change your clothes later, or you'll catch a cold."

"Ha." Cui Ci Ning laughed.

Listening to Xiao Yurong's caring words, there was unexpected irony.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Yurong frowned and looked Cui Qining up and down. "Do you... have anything to do today?"

Cui Ci Ning twitched the corners of his mouth, but his smile was still emotionless, "You are overthinking... Zhaoyang."

Seeing Cui Ci Ning calling her Zhaoyang, Xiao Yurong felt a little relieved.

Originally, Xiao Yurong was planning to practice archery, but after what happened, he no longer had the mind to do so.

"Remember to change your clothes. I'm leaving first." Xiao Yurong nodded, turned and left.

Looking at Xiao Yurong's back, Cui Ci Ning tightened the handle of the knife.

He didn't know whether it was just a nightmare or a real past life.

But those pains are not deceptive, they are real.

It’s just strange that Xiao Yurong does seem to be different from his previous life. He is still arrogant but less arrogant, still ruthless but less vicious, still cruel but less indifferent.

She knew nothing, she had not yet done what she did in her previous life.

Why is this again?

Even towards him and Cui, there seemed to be a little more sincerity.

But he can't gamble, and he dares not gamble.

The lives of the entire Cui family rested on his shoulders. The past was still vivid in his mind. How could he dare to pin all of this on Xiao Yurong's illusory sincerity and change?

The moment he saw Xiao Yurong, he was not sure whether the impulse in his heart was love, hate, or something else.

But Xiao Yurong cannot be killed now, otherwise Cui will still be guilty of treason. And the execution of King Wen also depends on Xiao Yurong.

Cui Ci Ning sneered and lowered his head.

Overnight, I became a completely different person.

He put away his knife and walked towards the military tent.

Inside the tent, Cui's own people were discussing whether to hand over the tiger talisman to Xiao Yurong.

Seeing Cui Ci Ning coming, Cui Ci An asked, "Are you here?"

"Yes." Cui Ci Ning nodded.

Cui Ci'an said: "After careful consideration, I have decided to hand over the military order to the princess. All matters concerning the suppression of the rebellion will be decided by the princess."

"What? You plan to hand over the military command to Zhaoyang temporarily?" Cui Ci Ning was struck by lightning.

I wanted to fight to the death, but my lord surrendered first!

Cui Ci'an did not notice Cui Ci'ning's change. "Yes, I discussed this matter carefully with several military advisors last night, and I think what you said makes sense."

"No, no, no! I think what you said yesterday makes sense, brother. Zhaoyang is a royal family after all, so we still have to hold something back." Cui Ci Ning quickly changed.

The two brothers switched positions and began to convince each other with what they had said yesterday.

They exchanged sharp words and debated fiercely for several rounds.

Their change left the onlookers confused.

Cui Ci'an was also very confused about Cui Ci'ning's change of heart. "Didn't you support this matter last night? Why are you against it today?"

"I, I!" Cui Ci Ning gritted his teeth and couldn't say anything.

It can't be said that things are different now. He dreamed that Xiao Yurong killed all the Cui family members, right? Giving the military token to Xiao Yurong may cause endless troubles.

Cui Ci Ning dared to believe that if he said so, his elder brother would take him to see a doctor to see if he had a brain injury or hysteria.

"The princess really treats Cui with care. After discussing it last night, I went to kowtow to Wei Li and my second uncle's cenotaph. Fruits and snacks had already been placed in front of the tomb." Cui Ci'an said.

Cui Ci Ning was stunned.

Cui Ci'an said, "I asked, and the princess had it arranged. Today, the young master also said that the princess sent people to look for the remains of the second uncle and his men. They served the country loyally all their lives, and even if only a few bones are left, they will try their best to return their souls to their homeland."

Cui Ci Ning: “…”

He took a deep breath and said, "In this case, I will hand over the military token to the princess."

To quell the rebellion this time, Xiao Yurong is indeed required to coordinate and take into account all aspects.

"Okay." Cui Ci'an nodded and handed the military token to Cui Ci'ning, "You can go."

"Me?" Cui Ci Ning glanced at the Cui family tiger talisman in his hand, "I don't..."

Cui Ci'an pushed his shoulder and walked out, "You should go, otherwise I will be embarrassed to talk about loyalty between the monarch and his subjects."

Cui Ci Ning still wanted to say something and try his best.

Cui Ci'an interrupted him, "You also know that my brother won't say such polite words, you go ahead."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cui Ci Ning was pushed out of the tent, with only the tiger talisman still in his hand.

Damn it, he has no idea how to face Xiao Yurong now.

Cui Ci Ning gritted his teeth and went to find Xiao Yurong.

Xiao Yurong was sitting in the tent eating cakes. Outside the tent, the wind was blowing and snow was falling, but inside the tent, it was warm as spring.

Cui Ci Ning's sixth brother liked to come to Xiao Yurong whenever he had time.

First, because it was warm, second, because there were snacks to eat, and third, because Xiao Yurong was pretty and he liked playing with her.

"Delicious, delicious!" Cui Liudi held the pastry and ate it like a little squirrel.

Xiao Yurong looked at the silly boy in front of him with complicated feelings.

In her previous life, she had shot him to death with her own hands.

Xiao Yurong raised his hand and pinched his sixth brother's face.

This is a real person with flesh and blood, not just a fantasy.

"Princess sister, what are you doing?" The sixth brother blinked his eyes, looked at Xiao Yurong, and asked vaguely.

"Nothing." Xiao Yurong took back his hand lightly and asked, "Are the snacks delicious?"

"Delicious, delicious!" Cui Liudi nodded repeatedly.

Xiao Yurong smiled and said, "This is a snack from Xuancheng. Although it has its own flavor, it is still not as good as the one made by the chef in my house in Yujing City."

The sixth brother's eyes sparkled, "Really? I want to try it too! The snacks in the north aren't as delicate and sweet, although they're delicious too."

Xiao Yurong's eyes softened a little, and he reached out and touched his sixth brother's head. "When we get back to Yujing, I'll send you a bunch of pastries from the south. You can have as many as you want."

Cui Liudi’s head is furry and feels very good.

Instead, Xiao Yurong pinched his cheek and shook it viciously.

"What are you doing!" A sudden loud shout rang out.

Cui Ci Ning rushed forward, stretched out his hand to stop Xiao Yurong, and pulled his sixth brother behind him.

In a hurry, he accidentally bumped into Xiao Yurong.

Xiao Yurong took two steps back, knocked over the charcoal basin, and was almost burned.

Cui Liudi was at a loss, startled, and quickly ran over to support Xiao Yurong, "Princess sister! Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Xiao Yurong raised his hand and looked at Cui Qining with a puzzled and sad look.

"Second brother! What are you doing? Princess sister invited me to eat cakes and is joking with me." The sixth brother looked at Cui Ci Ning with disapproval on his face.

Cui Ci Ning opened his mouth, but could not speak.

The scene he just saw unexpectedly stung his eyes.

He once saw with his own eyes Xiao Yurong draw his bow and arrow and shoot his sixth brother to death with one arrow.

Thinking about it this way, it was extremely ironic that Xiao Yurong once proudly said that she was among the top three in archery in Yujing.

The pain of seeing his loved ones die tragically before his eyes still scares him today.

Xiao Yurong lowered his eyes, "Forget it, I'm tired too. You should be tired today too, let's go back."

"Princess sister..." Cui Liudi looked at Xiao Yurong hesitantly.

He was afraid that Xiao Yurong would get angry and ignore him in the future.

Xiao Yurong raised his hand to touch his head, but pulled his hand back halfway.

"Take these snacks back and eat them." Xiao Yurong picked up the food box beside him and handed it to Cui Liudi. "After we win, I'll have someone send Yujing's snacks to you."

The sixth brother held the food box and looked back at Xiao Yurong, "Goodbye, Princess Sister. Have a good rest. I'll come back another day."

He ran out, while Cui Ci Ning was still standing there.