The princess is killing like crazy again

Yi Yan seemed to have remembered something and asked, "Hey, I'm quite curious. What is your relationship in this life?"

"What did you say? This life?" Cui Qining's heart was alarmed and he frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

Observing Cui Ci Ning's expression, Yi Yan's eyes flashed with disbelief, "You..."

He took a step back, "No way? You too... You don't know she does too?"

“Fuck!” Yi Yan slapped his thigh.

It's amazing, isn't this fate? They don't even know that each other is reborn. When they find out, it will be a disaster.

Yi Yan waved his hand, "Forget it, I won't poke fun at your sorrows anymore."

Cui Ci Ning frowned, "What do you mean? You said Zhaoyang wants to recruit you as his staff?"

"Yeah, don't you think it's impossible? Because I wanted to kill you all." Yi Yan took a step forward with a smile, "But she wasn't hurt. It was you who was hurt. Weren't you hit by several arrows?"

"What do you mean?" Cui Ci Ning stared at him.

"I'm just expressing my feelings. You were shot by an arrow and chopped, and almost died in my hands." Yi said with disgust.

Adding fuel to the fire and sowing discord are what Yi Yan likes and is good at. He enjoys it: "But even if you are so loyal, it's useless."

He said: "If the little princess really cared about you, she would have killed me eight hundred times to vent her anger on you. But not only did she not kill me, she also planned to recruit me to be her counselor."

Cui Ci Ning was extremely angry. "How dare you, a remnant of King Wen, stir up trouble here?"

"What's wrong with the remnants of King Wen? Your Zhaoyang is planning to recruit the remnants of King Wen as counselors." Yi Yan was not happy about this. "You also know the duties of counselors. Our princess is very good to those who can be useful to her."

Yi Yan said with a smile: "Look at that young master, isn't he like that? The princess likes him so much."

He pinched his chin and thought, "I wonder if the princess would kill me to vent her anger if he was the one who got hurt?"

“Shut up!” Cui Qining pointed the knife closer, his chest heaving, “Stop trying to sow discord here!”

Yi Yan was not afraid at all, instead he smiled: "Admit it, your pain and suffering have nothing to do with her."

No matter how painful or twisted you are, it has nothing to do with Xiao Yurong.

Because she only loves herself.

Cui Ci Ning held the knife, lowered his brows, and immediately revealed his murderous intent, "Do you really think I dare not kill you?!"

"Mingyang!" A voice came from behind.

Cui Ci Ning froze in place.

Seeing Xiao Yurong approaching him, Cui Ci Ning couldn't feel happy at all and reluctantly retracted the knife.

"What trouble are you causing again? Get back now!" Xiao Yurong glanced at Yi Yan.

I can’t watch the show anymore. Yi Yan, who was driven away, curled his lips and said, “Okay.”

"Why should we let him go?" Cui Ci Ning asked through gritted teeth.

Xiao Yurong frowned, "I told you before, I kept him because I have other uses for him."

Cui Ci Ning said angrily: "Have you forgotten that he is a remnant of King Wen? Have you forgotten how he planned to kill you before? Are you forgiving him now?"

"Are all the remaining followers of King Wen coming to kill us?" Xiao Yurong asked. "King Wen's subordinates have all surrendered as long as they are willing to surrender. Why can't he do the same?"

"You forgave him so easily, then what am I?!" Cui Ci Ning raised his voice.

Xiao Yurong was stunned, "Mingyang?"

Cui Ci Ning took a deep breath, "So, what do you think of me?"

He laughed sarcastically, "A lover? Or a knife in your hand? Are you expecting me, Cui, to devote myself to you until my death, or are you planning to kill all of us?"

Cui Ci Ning's words actually aroused Xiao Yurong's vigilance. All his previous abnormal reactions were connected together at this moment.

In a flash, Xiao Yurong grasped those tiny possibilities.

"Cui Mingyang..." Xiao Yurong began to tremble.

She tried her best to suppress her extreme emotions and asked tentatively, "You were never clean either, did you know that?"

Cui Ci Ning suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Yurong.

Their eyes met, and they were shocked.

At that moment, Xiao Yurong was certain that Cui Ci Ning, like her, was also a person who had been reborn.

Because this was the last peaceful conversation she and Cui Ci Ning had in their previous life at the Liu family banquet in Yunzhou.

Cui Ci Ning accused her, and she also sarcastically said that Cui Ci Ning's hands were equally dirty.

"You..." Cui Ci Ning seemed to have difficulty breathing, and he took a step back in disbelief.

The hatred and murderous intent seemed to be burning again, and the flames burned his internal organs so hard that they hurt.

Cui Ci Ning gritted his teeth and squeezed out almost every word: "You are...you are Zhaoyang ***?"

It was the Zhaoyang tyrant who massacred his entire clan, joked that he could be a concubine, and was irreconcilable with him.

Instead of Zhaoyang, who knew nothing about this, treated Cui sincerely, and smiled at him, "I look at you from afar on the wall and on the horse, and my heart breaks as soon as I see you."

"Ha..." Xiao Yurong laughed out loud.

This absurd, ridiculous fate.

It just so happened that after going through so much, the two of them had to get to know each other again and bear the hatred again.

"Hahahahahaha!" Xiao Yurong laughed while tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

She suddenly stopped laughing and said hatefully, "Yes."

Almost at the same time Xiao Yurong responded, Cui Ci Ning drew his knife.

The sword that had killed countless enemies and drank their blood, the sword that had once protected her life from the mighty enemy, was now pointing at her.

"You want to kill me?" Xiao Yurong raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile.

Cui Ci Ning pointed the hilt of the knife at Xiao Yurong, hatred and violence filled his once bright and upright features, and murderous intent raged.

Xiao Yurong stopped smiling and said, "Come and kill me."

Cui Ci Ning pointed the tip of his knife at Xiao Yurong's heart.

Xiao Yurong took a step forward, and the tip of the knife went straight into her chest, causing blood to flow out.

Cui Ci Ning stood where he was, his hand holding the hilt of the knife began to tremble, and even his movements became hesitant.

The sharp pain made Xiao Yurong tremble uncontrollably, her face pale, but she was still smiling, "Why did you hesitate?"

She continued forward, facing the tip of the knife.

Cui Ci Ning's hands shook even more violently. He gripped the knife handle tightly and subconsciously pulled the knife back.

Xiao Yurong suddenly grabbed the blade with her bare hands, and the sharp blade pierced into her flesh.

Blood overflowed from between his fingers, dripping down along the blade and gathering into a small pool of blood.

She didn't seem to feel any pain at all, and still asked with a fierce smile: "Why don't you do it?"

"You lunatic..." Cui Ci Ning gritted his teeth and stared at Xiao Yurong's smiling eyes, as if Xiao Yurong in front of him was beginning to be stained with blood again.

He jerked the knife back, staggered back a step, and took a deep breath.

Cui Qining pressed the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth and smiled grimly: "Xiao Yurong, you are so cruel."

There was a cut on Xiao Yurong's chest, and there was a bloody scar deep enough to see the bone on the palm of his left hand.

She didn't even suffer serious injuries when she was framed by Yi Yan before, but now she is like this because of Cui Ci Ning.

Cui Ci Ning repeatedly reminded himself that the reason he did not kill Xiao Yurong now was because he could not cause any more unrest.

He couldn't make the same mistake again and couldn't let the Cui family end up like in his previous life.

Therefore, all this he did was for the Cui family and for the overall situation, and had nothing to do with Xiao Yurong.

"You don't have to act like you're reminiscing about that southern princess you like. Do you think I don't? I also like that young man in fine clothes and riding a vigorous horse." Xiao Yurong lowered his eyes and looked at the wounds on his fingers and palms that were bleeding.

She smiled self-deprecatingly, "It's a pity that the young man who rode through the streets and plucked flowers from high branches was ultimately just a dream."

"Ha...hahahaha!" Cui Ci Ning laughed intermittently.

As he laughed, he covered his face with his hands to hide his tears.

Look, how ridiculous.

He put the heads of his eldest brother and third uncle on gun points to challenge his father, shot his sixth brother to death on the spot, and executed his entire family.

But he is still expected to be a young man in fine clothes and riding a vigorous horse.

But he also killed her eldest brother, beheaded her fourth brother, and beheaded her entire family.

Their hands are stained with the blood of each other's relatives and friends, and they are both executioners.

If that’s the case, how can we possibly go back?

"I won't kill you." Cui Ci Ning retracted the knife and closed his eyes.

"Killing you will cause endless trouble." He took a deep breath, his breath breaking, "Now that my family is safe, I don't want to cause any more trouble."

Xiao Yurong looked at him solemnly, "You want to protect your family, and so do I. We have come back here together, and although we have a deep hatred for each other, nothing has happened in this life. You want stability, and I want to make amends."

Since everyone has their own world, why should we torture each other?

"Yes... yes... haha!" Cui Ci Ning laughed miserably, "So you and I should never see each other again in this life or the next."

One is different and two are wide, and each is happy.

He couldn't forgive easily, he couldn't forgive Xiao Yurong, and he couldn't forgive himself.

Xiao Yurong said, "After we go further and pass Yumen Pass, you and I will go our separate ways. You lead the Cui family army back to Yinzhou, and I will lead the imperial army back to Yujing. From now on, you and I will not interfere with each other."

Cui Ci Ning still stared at Xiao Yurong without replying.

Does this mean you are unwilling? Xiao Yurong raised the corners of his lips in self-mockery, "If you are unwilling, you can come and kill me again when everything is settled."

"You want me to kill you another day?" Cui Ci Ning recalled the moment when he decided to take Xiao Yuyuan in at the end of his previous life.

And Xiao Yurong's face seemed to overlap with his own at that time.

Xiao Yurong smiled, his anger mixed with sadness, "I'll wait for you to kill me."

Cui Ci Ning had no idea how he managed to get back to his tent. He was in a daze for a few days before arriving at Yumen Pass.

I can only vaguely remember that even if I try my best to avoid it, I will still meet Xiao Yurong.

Xiao Yurong's complexion did not look good, as if she was sick again, and her left palm was wrapped in a bandage of fine linen.

And Li Yaozhi stayed by her side almost all the time.

There seemed to be some rumors in the army that he and Xiao Yurong had had a quarrel again. His eldest brother and third uncle came to persuade him several times, and even the soldiers under his command hinted that he should lower his head.

After he said he would not return to Yujing and would go back to Yinzhou directly, his sixth brother insisted on going with Xiao Yurong.

Xiao Yurong suggested that the snacks from Yujing be sent to Yinzhou, and only then did his sixth brother calm down.

All of this was telling Cui Ci Ning aggressively that things were different, everything was different.

And now, all the weirdness is coming to an end.

As agreed with Xiao Yurong, as long as they parted here, she would return to her Yujing and he would return to his Yinzhou.

They will either never see each other again in this life or death, or the next time they meet will be a fight.

In fact, there aren’t too many scenes or lines at the time of farewell.

Cui Ci Ning was like a wooden outsider, staring at the scene in front of him almost in a daze.

Xiao Yurong said goodbye to Cui Ci'an and the Cui family army almost gracefully, and also thanked Cui Ci'an and the others for taking care of her over the past few days.

The battle to quell the rebellion lasted almost two full years, and during these two years, even the Imperial Army and the Cui family army ate, lived, and trained together, thus accumulating friendship.

Everyone was saying goodbye to each other.

Before leaving, the Cui family even asked Xiao Yurong to take good care of himself and have someone close to him to take care of him.

Finally, Cui Ci'an urged Cui Ci'ning, who was standing there like a piece of wood and was absent-minded, to come over and say goodbye to Xiao Yurong.

Cui Ci Ning stood there stiffly without moving.

Xiao Yurong smiled politely, "The young general must be tired. Let him have a good rest. There is still a long way to go. We will see each other sooner or later, right?"

But Cui Ci Ning and Xiao Yu Rong knew very well that they were afraid that they would never see each other again.

But no one would know about their tacit understanding, and at this moment, it was just a polite remark made by Xiao Yurong.

"Oh, this brat." Cui Ci'an glared at Cui Ci'ning secretly, thinking that he was just making a fuss.

Xiao Yurong smiled and shook his head.

She seemed to really no longer hate Cui Ci Ning, or perhaps love and hate were no longer that important.

After saying goodbye, the Cui family army headed north and returned to Yinzhou, while the imperial army continued south and returned to Yujing.

The north and the south are thousands of miles apart, and the roads are different.

Cui Ci Ning and Xiao Yurong were not originally travelers, they just happened to be traveling the same distance.

Cui Ci Ning rode a horse and led the Cui family army for a long distance. When they saw the sky full of yellow sand, he suddenly covered his chest.

So strange, so strange...it's really strange.

He was sure that he hated Xiao Yurong, but why was his hatred mixed with such dull pain?

It was like being cut into pieces, with all his flesh and blood cut off one by one, leaving only an empty skeleton.

Even if we stitch his bones and blood together now, he will no longer be the same person he was before.

He became a walking corpse, his body covered with dense, shoddy stitches, and anyone who saw him knew that he was no longer the same person he used to be.

"Ci Ning, what's wrong?" Cui Ci'an saw his brother suddenly stop and his face turned pale, and asked worriedly.

Cui Ci Ning smiled bitterly: "It's okay."

After all, it's just a scar in my heart.

It can be cut off at any time.