The princess is killing like crazy again

This is indeed the case.

Xiao Yurong glanced at Yi Yan, "Well, then?"

"Then? Although his entry into Chu Lelai was a very later event, the Northern Kingdom had the ambition to move south from the very beginning." Yi Yan said, "A person like Liu Pinjue would actually be willing to stand side by side with Dugu Ying. I suspect they have been involved for a long time."

"Aren't these written in your history books?" Xiao Yurong asked.

Yi Yan shook his finger, "History books don't record everything."

"So what news did you get?" Xiao Yurong asked again.

Yi Yan grinned, “If you are injured like this and don’t get any secret reports from the Liu family, it will be too embarrassing.”

Xiao Yurong curled the corners of his lips, "Tell me about it."

"Dugu Ying hates Chu Le to the core, but he is not an unreasonable person." Yi Yan said, "In the Liu family's secret report, Dugu Ying proposed to Liu Pinjue that he would not interfere in the internal strife of Chu Le, but he has his own things to do and does not want Liu Pinjue to interfere."

This is reasonable.

Xiao Yurong nodded, "What does Liu Pinjue say?"

Yi Yan said: "Liu Pinjue did not reply."

He thought for a moment, "In the secret report, Dugu Ying mentioned Xuancheng, but it is unknown what he wants to do."

"Xuancheng?" Xiao Yurong frowned.

Did anything happen in Xuancheng during this time in the previous life? It seems nothing happened. It has changed, everything has changed.

Moreover, Xuancheng was the place where she had killed King Wen and quelled the rebellion before, and what happened there was also different.

What can Dugu Ying do in Xuancheng?

I can only prepare early. Xiao Yurong sighed.

Yi Yan said dimly, "Although he killed many clans when he invaded Chu Le, they were still quite powerful under his rule afterwards. It's hard for him not to hate Chu Le for what Chu Le did to him."

Xiao Yurong was stunned, "What did Chu Le do to him?"

"Chu Le killed all his Ata Ana, and made him live in fear for a long time, almost dying. It would be strange if he didn't hate Chu Le." Yi Yan shrugged his shoulders, "It is said that he was humiliated when he came to Chu Le to exchange for food and grass."

"Exchange food?" Xiao Yurong caught the key words.

"What?" Yi Yan raised his eyebrows.

No way? It wouldn't be the same as she guessed, right? Xiao Yurong's palms were wet.

She asked tentatively: "Dugu Ying... Is he the leader of the forty-nine tribes of the Northern Kingdom?"

"Ah? He can lead the 49 tribes that are as big as wild wolves, so he can only be the leader." Yi Yan pinched his chin, "I remember the unofficial history said that his name was Zuba. Dugu Ying... just translated it into Chu Le's language, right?"

"Zuba..." Xiao Yurong repeated absentmindedly.

Yi Yan suddenly became alert and looked Xiao Yurong up and down with an incredulous look, "No way? Are you having an affair with him?"

He was given a cold glance by Xiao Yurong and closed his mouth again.

Xiao Yurong asked: "It is clearly stated that his Ata died in battle, during a siege by other tribes, and Ana died of illness. Why do you say that both his Ata and Ana were killed by Chu Le?"

"Do you really think that Ana died of illness and Ata died in a battle with a hostile tribe?" Yi Yan sneered, "That was just Chu Le's fig leaf. As he kept saying it, he began to believe it."

He said: "Ana was because King Wen of the past was attracted by her beauty and insisted on having her as a concubine. She could not bear the harassment and humiliation, so she took poison and committed suicide, claiming to the outside world that she died of illness."

"As for Ata, Chule has long hated the Northern Kingdom. Although the Balman tribe has never plundered the Chule border, the Chule army sent down to suppress any Hu people will take revenge on them."

"The harassing tribes fled immediately upon seeing the imperial army, leading the pursuing imperial army to the camp of the Balman tribe. Dugu Yingata was also seriously injured in this battle and died."

"His uncles, aunts, and uncles all died in this battle. No one survived."

"His brothers and sisters were the ones who actually died in the battle with the hostile tribe."

"Ata Ana is dead, and so are all the other leaders. Seeing that the young leader of the Balman tribe is lonely and poor, the other tribes have robbed him countless times."

Xiao Yurong had no idea what Yi Yan said.

She sat there, a little stiff.

If these are all true, then Zuba... no, Dugu Ying and Chu Le can be said to have a blood feud.

Earlier in Xiangguo Temple, when she was teaching Dugu Ying those poems, Dugu Ying's words were incomprehensible, which made Xiao Yurong worried for a long time.

Now it seems that Dugu Ying has already had feelings for Chu Le.

Xiao Yurong closed his eyes.

In fact, she and Dugu Ying still maintained a correspondence, although it was not much and not frequent, probably about one letter every quarter.

This means that about four letters will be exchanged in a year.

What they talked about was not much. Most of the time, Xiao Yurong was teaching Dugu Ying Chu Le's literary works and poems, and Dugu Ying gave Xiao Yurong feedback on his learning results.

Occasionally, I would write some words of care for each other, as well as some trivial and interesting things in life.

To be honest, they are friends.

Xiao Yurong liked Dugu Ying, liked his eyes, liked the tone of his voice, liked his seriousness and uniqueness.

But these cannot be built on his precarious wildness and ferocity.

"What are you going to do?" Yi Yan asked curiously, supporting his chin.

"Someone has to guard Xuancheng first just in case." Xiao Yurong sighed, "As for the rest, we'll have to wait and see."

Yi Yan raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

Xiao Yurong glanced at his wound which seemed to have stopped bleeding, "No more bleeding?"

"Yeah, my physical fitness is excellent. I won't die even if I fall into your hands." Yi Yan laughed.

Xiao Yurong snorted softly: "Send someone to bandage you?"

"Let's leave this kind of trivial matter to tomorrow. The night is short, little princess. Your clothes have been taken off like this, shouldn't you do something?" Yi Yan leaned over and pressed over.

"Are you crazy?" Xiao Yurong slapped him again. "You're injured like this and you're still thinking about these things. Aren't you afraid that the wound will burst and bleed?"

Yi Yan's face darkened. "I'm telling you! Stop slapping me. Don't hit people in the face, you know? I have my dignity too! If you keep doing this..."

Is he still excited? Xiao Yurong slapped him again without saying anything.

Xiao Yurong's attacks were different in intensity. He would use heavy force when he was using his true energy, but now that he was not really angry, his force was neither light nor heavy.

For someone with thick skin like Yi Yan, it felt a bit tingling and scratchy, but not too painful, just like being scratched.

Xiao Yurong asked: "What can you do if I do this again?"

This is a provocation.

"A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated." Yi Yan lowered his body and bit Xiao Yurong on the side of his neck.

The face is pretty, but the waist is narrow.

The body is tender and the breasts are white.

Yi Yan touched the gold and jade hairpins on Xiao Yurong's temples. The gold and jade jewelry were all cold, but Xiao Yurong's body temperature was warm.

The flowers on the temples of the cloud are shaking, and the hibiscus is warming the spring night.

As expected, Yi Yan’s wound burst open, but he managed to hold on until the next morning.

Not only water was called for, but also a doctor.

Xie's people were inevitably surprised when they saw the blood-stained bed curtains, the pale face of Yi Yan, and the doctors coming in and out.

what?

isn't it?

***…Is it such a big deal?

However, Xiao Yurong didn't really care what the Xie family thought of her.

She ordered Li Yaozhi to take two thousand people to Xuancheng to watch.

She stayed at Xie's for a few more days, waiting for Liu Pinjue to come.

Liu Pinjue arrived very quickly. Xiao Yurong sat in the main seat of the Xie family. The table was filled with fine wine and delicacies.

After a quick look, Liu Pinjue twitched the corner of his mouth.

No matter whose place Xiao Yurong was at, he always looked like a cuckoo occupying a magpie's nest. And he accepted it well, not feeling embarrassed at all.

No matter what, in Xiao Yurong's eyes, she is the king and the others are subjects, which is normal.

"Sir, you really kept me waiting." Xiao Yurong held his chin.

The people from the Xie family nearby tactfully withdrew. Yi Yan was reluctant to leave, but Xiao Yurong gave him a look and Xie Deshu dragged him away.

"I'm the one who always waits for you. Now that you've finally arrived, why not wait for me?" Liu Pinjue walked up the stairs with his hands behind his back.

He did not sit in the guest seats below, but walked directly to sit next to Xiao Yurong's main seat.

Xiao Yurong sighed.

She knew that Liu Pinjue would not be willing to submit to others.

Xiao Yurong showed sincerity, so Xie Deshu and Yi Yan both walked out. Liu Pinjue also showed sincerity, so Abei also walked out.

Looking at Xiao Yurong's lazy posture, Liu Pinjue asked a question he would never ask: "Where is the cat?"

"Cat?" Xiao Yurong's beautiful face showed a mocking smile, "Sir, are you still worried about these things?"

"If you don't want to say it, then forget it." Liu Pinjue said indifferently.

He even doubted why he had just said that.

"He ran away." Xiao Yurong said in a calm tone, "I sent people to look for him, but they couldn't find him."

Liu Pinjue was slightly stunned.

"It's just a wild cat, so we can't keep it. It has a wild mind and loves freedom, so just let it go." Xiao Yurong continued in a tone of relief and regret, "It's good for it to be free."

Xie Deshu cried secretly in his bed because of the cat getting lost, and went to work the next day with red eyes.

Lost... Liu Pinjue clenched his palms silently and his breathing paused for a moment.

Is it the cat that got lost?

He remembered the look on Xiao Yurong's face when he took the cat back home, and he seemed to be angry.

But that cat is just a cat.

Or does it mean something more?

"Yes, yes." Liu Pinjue looked at the blank chessboard without any extra expression. "It doesn't matter if he got lost. Wild cats love freedom."

"Sir, would you like to play a game of chess?" Xiao Yurong did not ask anything direct, but asked first.

Liu Pinjue paused and said, "Okay."

They played against each other many times, and this was just one of thousands of games they had played.

The game went back and forth.

Now Xiao Yurong is getting better and better at playing chess, and watching chess is like watching a person.

Previously, Liu Pinjue had a problem, so Xiao Yurong was able to play four cycles of disasters with him and ended up in a draw.

Now, even if he gives it his all, Xiao Yurong can still fight with him and not lose.

"If I win, will it count as a graduation?" Xiao Yurong asked.

"Want to become a master?" Liu Pinjue pulled the corner of his lips, "It's still too early."

Seeing Xiao Yurong curled his lips, he added, "But you have reached this point, which makes you a rare genius at that time. You are also a hero among the heroes competing for supremacy."

"Hero?" Xiao Yurong was amused. "I can only be the villain they criticize. A saint like you, sir, must be careful not to be dragged down by me and get a bad name."

Liu Pinjue raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Since ancient times, heroes have always appreciated heroes."

"Heroes appreciate heroes?" Xiao Yurong repeated.

She leaned closer, with a cold smile in her eyes, "Isn't it a hero killing a hero?"

Liu Pinjue paused in mid-air for a moment, "Your unrivaled courage will only harm you in this world."

"My saintly knowledge is not inferior to yours." Xiao Yurong's expression turned cold and she sat back.

She raised her eyes to look at Liu Pinjue, "If I were really mediocre and incompetent, I would probably be content to stay in a corner. But I have read history, studied scriptures, pulled a carved bow, and ridden a fierce horse."

"And these are exactly what you taught me." Xiao Yurong said.

Liu Pinjue raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Yurong.

Indeed, at least half of Xiao Yurong's skills were taught by him.

"If you don't want me to be involved in right and wrong, and don't want me to get involved in these dangers, then you shouldn't have taught me these in the first place, and you shouldn't have let me see the outside world." Xiao Yurong made a move.

Her tone was flat: "You nurtured my ambition and cultivated my ability, but you didn't allow me to go out and take a look. Is this your new hobby, sir?"

"You can read history and discuss military affairs, and so can I." Xiao Yurong said calmly.

She traced her fair, slender fingers over the fallen chess pieces, "I am no worse than Erlang, I am no worse than anyone else."

Xiao Yurong stood up and walked to the world map sand table in the center of the main hall of the Xie family. "This is the best treasure of the entire Xie family. It is my favorite thing. I plan to take it with me when I leave Chengchuan."

Her fingertips gently brushed across Yujing on the sand table, starting from Yujing and sliding all the way across Chule's area.

"This country is so beautiful. I wouldn't trade it for any amount of gold, silver, jewelry, beauties, or fine wine." Xiao Yurong laughed.

Liu Pinjue stared at Xiao Yurong for a long time. Xiao Yurong did not avoid him but looked at him with a smile.

After a moment, Liu Pinjue retracted his gaze and said, "How can you walk away in the middle of a game of chess? Come back and sit down, and play properly."

"Okay." Xiao Yurong sat back with a smile.

"What is a gentleman?" She asked while playing chess, "Would you trade the kingdom for a beauty?"

Xiao Yurong recited a poem: "After all, the king broke his old alliance, and his love for the country was more important than the beauty."

"Or..." There was a hint of mischievous malice in her smile.

After Liu Pinjue made his move, Xiao Yurong quickly placed his black piece next to Liu Pinjue's white piece and hooked Liu Pinjue's finger with his fingertips.

Under Liu Pinjue's obscure gaze, Xiao Yurong smiled even more brightly.

She said the unfinished words: "Now I am Liu Rongchang, I don't love the country, I love the beauty."

In later generations, Liu Pinjue** named the reign title Rongchang.