The princess is killing like crazy again

Xiao Yuxie took another step forward and pinched Xiao Yurong's jaw with his palm, "You have always been on their side. They are your brothers, but I am not your brother? You and I are from the same mother, so there is a difference in closeness. How can I be compared to them?"

Xiao Yurong subconsciously turned his face away to avoid these things.

But Xiao Yuxie closed his palms, pinched Xiao Yurong's face, and forced her to look at him, "Why are you hiding? Are you afraid of me?"

He looked at the tears welling up in Xiao Yurong's eyes with an almost indifferent look, "If it was Xiao Yusheng who ascended the throne and I became a prisoner and was killed by him, would you cry for me like this?"

"Will it be useful, sister?" Xiao Yuxie asked, and then answered himself, "It's useless. What's the use of tears? Blood connection is not as good as power and position. Who can't be killed if you get to that position?"

"He is your biological brother!" Xiao Yurong's clothes were wet with tears.

Xiao Yuxie sneered, "So what? He fought with me, drew his sword against me, and thought about forcing me to abdicate. Did he ever think that I was his biological brother?!"

Family affection seems so pale and powerless in the face of interests. There are many cases of brothers quarreling with each other, uncles and nephews turning against each other, and fathers and sons becoming enemies throughout history.

Xiao Yuxie's tone became colder: "If you want to blame someone, blame them for being reborn into an imperial family. At least half of them will be killed."

"What about me?" Xiao Yurong asked, choking with sobs, "Are you going to kill me too?"

"No." Xiao Yuxie's eyes softened a little, but still cold, "You are different."

He slowly moved the hand that was pinching Xiao Yurong's jaw and touched Xiao Yurong's cheek.

"You are my sister, who is made of my own flesh and blood. I have sworn countless times to keep you safe and happy," he said.

"But you never listen to me. Why don't you just stay put?" Xiao Yuxie looked at Xiao Yurong's grief, helplessness and unwillingness, and sighed softly.

It's not like he hadn't thought about it before, just breaking Xiao Yurong's bones and wings to put an end to it all.

This is better than letting Xiao Yurong get his feathers burned in the black smoke of gunpowder.

But in the ocean of Xiao Yurong's tears, he couldn't bear it.

Xiao Yurong slapped Xiao Yuxie's hand away, stared at him for a while with gritted teeth, then turned around and ran out, lifting her skirt.

A drop of hot tear fell on Xiao Yuxie's palm. He stood there, looking at Xiao Yurong's gradually receding back, and was in a trance for a moment.

It was as if dark and broken wings were extending from Xiao Yurong's back, and the burnt feathers were shaken off, rustling. She was about to break free from the golden and jade cage and fly high.

It would hurt to fly like that.

Xiao Yuxie clenched his palms and closed his eyes.

"My sister, how naive and stupid you are," he said.

Xiao Yurong still has that kind of innocence, but Xiao Yurong is also the image of innocence in his heart. Although it is troublesome, it has always been there.

At the beginning of the separation of flesh and blood, he remained silent.

*

Recently, the two or three things between Your Majesty and Miss Zhaoyang have been the focus of private discussions among the ministers.

This pair of siblings, who were born of the same mother, have always been very close. When His Majesty was a prince, he always responded to their requests.

After ascending the throne as emperor, Xiao Yuxie promised Xiao Yurong that he would hold real power, wear a sword and shoes, a dragon robe, a crown, and sit on the dragon throne.

They were once very close, but now, with the passage of time and the influence of power, a rift seems to have gradually appeared between them.

The princess is beautiful, intelligent and ambitious, and her goal is to gain more say and power in the government.

As an elder brother, Your Majesty may be willing to share power with Xiao Yurong, but as a ruler, he is wary of the imbalance of power and will not allow anyone to threaten his throne.

Sure enough, the whirlpool of power will drive those you love further and further away.

*** is building up power and consolidating its position, and Your Majesty seems to have noticed this. Although he did not stop it, he was quietly reminding ***.

Although in public they still maintained the royal dignity and harmony between brother and sister, there seemed to be overt and covert fighting in secret.

Under the rule of the Xiao brothers and sisters who are in name only, the fate of the Chule Dynasty is unknown.

Therefore, some ministers with sharp minds planned to take the opportunity to alienate the brother and sister, especially some old ministers.

They spread rumors that Zhaoyang *** had evil intentions and abused his power for personal gain.

It is even more widely publicized that one should observe the celestial phenomena at night and then look at the face. There is a strange person who takes over the affairs of state, neither a woman nor a sister, neither a minister nor a minister, and acts arbitrarily.

The hen crows at dawn, which means the family is in trouble.

He was almost pointing at someone's nose and saying it was Xiao Yurong himself.

Xiao Yurong said that Fuyangwei was in financial difficulties recently, and although they had increased revenue and reduced expenditure, they were still struggling to make ends meet. So she wanted to include the salt mines in Yunshui into her fief, so that she could make up for the losses of Fuyangwei.

The loss of Fuyangwei was false, but the desire for the salt mine was true.

Yunshui is too close to Xuancheng, and Xiao Yurong is afraid that the Liu army stationed in Xuancheng will secretly use the salt mines there.

The reason they wanted the salt mines there was so that they could send people to inspect and garrison there with legitimate reasons, and also to check and balance the Liu army in Xuancheng.

This was out of strategic considerations, but the ministers still advised against it, fearing that Xiao Yurong would expand his power.

Especially General Yang Wei, who was very powerful, spoke righteously and every word was heart-wrenching.

He has gray hair and is over 60 years old. This scene seems to be the utmost sincerity and makes people cry.

Xiao Yurong's expression became increasingly gloomy.

Why do you hate her so much?

Was it because of her willfulness and greed? Or was it because she was restless and surpassed all of them to become the master of government?

The princess was just a gorgeous but incomplete decoration, like the waning moon reflected in the river, the broken branches of cold and fragrant plum blossoms, and the snow that was about to melt on the eaves.

But the more they did this, the more her competitive spirit drove her crazy.

They said no, but she insisted on climbing to the top of the cloud.

Xiao Yurong looked at Xiao Yuxie. She wanted to know what Xiao Yuxie's reaction was.

"That's enough." Xiao Yuxie smiled, his eyes sharp as he glanced at the ministers below, and then glanced at Xiao Yurong beside him.

"This matter is of great importance and needs further discussion." Xiao Yuxie said, "I will discuss this with you later."

Xiao Yurong's heart sank, realizing that Xiao Yuxie was politely refusing him.

She still kept a smile on her face and responded, "My royal brother is right. Such an important matter needs to be discussed in detail."

Yang Wei, who had been an official for decades without accomplishing anything and even delayed military affairs, actually dared to point fingers at her.

Xiao Yurong looked down, and her cold gaze made Yang Wei's heart sink.

After the court session ended, many officials gathered around Yang Wei, greeted him and praised his character.

"Although Your Majesty did not say much, he politely rejected the proposal. This is also a good thing. In the long run, this chaotic court will surely become clear." The ministers said in succession.

When Wang Fuxuan passed by, they immediately fell silent and stopped talking.

Wang Fuxuan didn't stop either, but just sneered.

The servant behind him pushed the wheelchair and continued forward without looking around.

Deng Qi passed by, and the ministers spoke up: "Lord Deng, don't you think so? If this continues, His Highness Zhaoyang will definitely return the military power one day."

"How dare you say that?" Deng Qi looked at them as if he had seen a ghost. His leg had just been healed not long ago.

"I didn't hear anything." He covered his ears and walked away quickly.

The ministers looked at each other and laughed awkwardly: "Your Highness, this is because of the incident that happened to you. He is still frightened."

"That's right. Not everyone has the courage of Lord Yang to speak out without fear of power."

"Lord Yang dares to take the lead and lead the troops. We must follow closely behind."

Amid the compliments, Yang Wei looked pleased with himself: "*** holds up the sky with one hand, and really thinks he is acting on behalf of heaven. When the Emperor's daughter was born, I said that this girl would be a great threat to Chu Le."

He was speaking passionately, but he noticed that the ministers in front of him had absent-minded expressions and shut their mouths.

Another person winked at him secretly.

Yang Wei paused, turned around, and saw Xie Deshu standing behind him with an expressionless face.

"Xiao Xie, Xie sir..." Yang Wei was startled and shouted embarrassedly.

Xie Deshu had no expression on his face. He was playing with a knife in his hand. The sharp weapon that could cut through iron like mud flew around like a toy.

The cold light flashed, frightening several ministers so much that their hearts trembled.

He quickly put away the knife and twitched his lips. "The princess invites you, Lord Yang, please come in."

"Ah, ah?" Yang Wei looked around.

The ministers who had been speaking with such confidence just now all showed sympathetic looks at the same time, as if they were helpless.

It’s over. I just offended someone and now he comes to ask for trouble.

If you go to Zhaoyang ***, you will be skinned alive even if you don't die.

Yang Wei had no choice but to go with Xie Deshu.

Xie Deshu didn't say a word to Yang Wei from beginning to end, nor did he even look at him, as if it was just a routine.

Yang Wei racked his brains to find a topic to ask Xie Deshu, but Xie Deshu ignored him.

The autumn rain suddenly stopped, and the clear blue sky pressed down on the vermilion door lintel.

Yang Wei saw Li Yaozhi standing in front of the deep courtyard, his slender figure was overwhelmingly handsome and elegant.

Why is Li Yaozhi here? The Li family has been arguing recently, and the next head of the family is unclear.

Li Rongzhao mobilized all his precious cavalry, and there were cavalry patrolling the area west of Yujing every day.

There was no unusual movement in Chuyuan, and other areas were all calm.

When I looked again, I saw that it was Li Yaozhi who had gone to suppress the bandits and returned.

He called back the soldiers from the southwest, swallowed up some of the bandits, and once back he joined forces with his half-brother to pursue the remnants of the rebels and then to eliminate the ethnic minorities in the north.

He united the forces of the two tribes in the east and west of Yujing and made plans to dominate the world.

Li Rongzhao was no longer on guard and was swallowed and chewed by Li Yaozhi silently, and he probably didn't even have time to react.

The orchid of the Li family has a fragrant osmanthus fragrance and a jade-like sound. But the more luxuriant the branches and leaves of a towering ancient tree, the closer its roots are to darkness. There are countless secrets buried underneath, cold and damp.

The distribution of resources among aristocratic families is often unbalanced, and it is not unreasonable that they are more concerned about inequality than scarcity.

It is normal for family members to intrigue and deceive each other in order to compete for limited resources.

The bigger the family business, the more fierce the fighting will be. Not only will you lose your future and face, but you will also lose your life and the future of your entire family.

The current situation has made people panic. Li Yaozhi should be very busy right now, so why is he in the princess's mansion?

Yang Wei was stunned.

The cold, sticky dampness of the autumn rain accompanied the earth's air, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition, a chill running from the soles of his feet into his heart.

He is also a general and has soldiers under his command, and the Yang family also has soldiers.

If there is a fight within the Li family, Li Yaozhi will need more troops and borrow Xiao Yurong's power.

Those words he said in the court were exactly what he wanted, so that Xiao Yurong could take advantage of the opportunity to attack and use his troops to help Li Yaozhi.

The more Yang Wei thought about it, the more terrified he became, and he broke out in a cold sweat. Then he looked at Li Yaozhi, who was smiling at him with his hands behind his back, and he seemed to have a different kind of gentleness in his heart.

Xie Deshu finally said to him the first words since the journey: "Hurry up."

When Yang Wei was brought in front of Xiao Yurong, he was kicked to the ground by Xie Deshu before he could see anything clearly.

Inside the hall, there was a golden tripod with carved inscriptions on it, and the incense smoke swirled around as it burned.

The fragrance was thick and harmonious, which should have made people calm, but Yang Wei had no interest in appreciating it.

The carved plate was opened with a light touch, and tiny sparks of fire were wandering around.

When he looked up, he saw Xiao Yurong, with black hair like satin, leaning on the chaise longue, with a gold-plated phoenix pattern on her clothes, and her brows lowered nonchalantly.

Even though she didn't speak at this moment, she gave people a bright and beautiful feeling, almost dazzling.

"Your Majesty, I wish you good health." Yang Wei knelt down and saluted.

"I heard that you have the ability to tell fate by looking at faces. Come, look at me." Xiao Yurong's voice came from above his head.

Yang Wei shuddered, raised his head tremblingly, and looked over carefully.

Xiao Yurong lazily leaned out half of her body, smiling, "Look at me, is your end coming soon?"

There was no anger in her tone or expression, yet she was intimidating without being angry.

Yang Wei immediately kowtowed, "I have absolutely no such intention! Please understand, Your Highness, and I beg you to spare my life!"

"Kill you?" Xiao Yurong laughed out loud, "Wouldn't it be unkind and unfair to me if I killed you?"

"I dare not!" Yang Wei kowtowed loudly.

"When the emperor gets angry, corpses will float for thousands of miles." Xiao Yurong said quietly, "My elder brother succeeded to the throne and honored me as the guardian of the country. He said he wanted to share honor, happiness and longevity with me, and even share the power with me."

She propped her chin up with her hand and raised her eyebrows, "Then, sir, do you think I am equal to the emperor?"

Yang Wei didn't dare to say any more of these words and could only kowtow repeatedly.

Xiao Yurong said slowly, "Your Excellency, this makes me seem like I am harming loyal people. Instead of saying something to offend them, why don't you explain where this letter came from and why it was sent?"

She held a letter between her fingertips. On the corner of the envelope was a small tiger head, the Liu family's emblem.

Yang Wei looked up, his lips trembled and his face turned pale.

That letter was solid evidence of his secret collusion with Liu Pinjue. If the Liu family really rebelled one day, or the royal family began to settle accounts, he would be really finished.

But at this moment, the letter is already in Xiao Yurong's hands.

Every word in the letter was about Liu Pinjue asking Yang Wei to secretly lead the Yang family's soldiers to Xuancheng, and many of them were about matters related to the Yunshui Salt Mine.