The princess is killing like crazy again

Not long ago, a member of the Huo family injured a prince in a quarrel, and arrogantly claimed that the current emperor and queen were both from the Huo family.

Xiao Yuxie sent the man to the frontier overnight.

Although that prince is several layers of blood away from us, this is a matter of reputation for the royal family.

Huo Zhao had no objection to this treatment, but Huo felt that the punishment was too severe.

Some members of the Huo family even came to Xiao Yurong to complain that the punishment was too severe.

Xiao Yurong knocked on the man lightly and sent him back.

"I have reached my limit. No emperor can tolerate his powerful ministers being able to enter and leave the imperial study and then burn the memorials impeaching him." Xiao Yuxie's eyes were dark and unreadable.

He touched Xiao Yurong's burning eyes, "If you do it, it will reduce casualties, right? So I'll leave this matter to you, Rongrong, do whatever you want to do."

"My royal brother has really given me a difficult problem." Xiao Yurong smiled bitterly.

"Don't say that, Rongrong. Do you dare to say that you haven't thought about it?" Xiao Yuxie also laughed, "You are not a good person either. Haven't you ever been dissatisfied with your uncle's overstepping of authority?"

This is also a question that cannot be answered.

Xiao Yurong closed his eyes.

"Look, that's why I said we are the same. You and I are from the same mother and have the same blood, so how could we be different?" Xiao Yuxie smiled.

He leaned closer to Xiao Yurong and whispered, "Or maybe our Xiao family has this kind of secretive and crazy blood in our bones? Oh, we also have to count the Huo family and their paranoia."

Xiao Yurong raised her head and looked at him. "I never knew that we were this kind of people, but the higher you go, the more sadly I realize this."

Xiao Yuxie seemed to be in a good mood, "Isn't this good?"

"The Yunshui salt mine is now handed over to you. You can use it for whatever you want." He said softly.

Xiao Yurong asked numbly, "Is this a reward? A slap in the face and then a sweet date?"

"Of course not." Xiao Yuxie touched Xiao Yurong's head, "I will give you whatever you want."

It used to be like that, but it's not like that now. Xiao Yurong didn't say what was in his heart.

Xiao Yuxie seemed to have remembered something, "But don't send troops to garrison Yunshui."

Xiao Yurong frowned. She wanted the salt mine just so that she could send troops there to guard it and prevent it from being used by the Liu family.

It also threatens the Liu family, and makes it convenient for Yunshui to send troops to suppress any unusual movements in Xuancheng.

If we don't send troops there, won't it be of no use?

"Why?" Xiao Yurong asked.

"Of course I have my considerations." Xiao Yuxie didn't say much, "Don't alarm the Liu family too much. If they want to rebel at this time, it will definitely not be a good thing."

This is the truth.

After all, the unusual movements in the north are getting more and more serious every year. Xiao Yurong would not be too surprised if the forty-nine tribes of the northern country attacked one day.

Since the incident in Xuancheng, Xiao Yurong has never received any letters from the north, nor has she replied to Dugu Ying's letters.

After that, the Dugu Ying she knew was the thorough Dugu Ying, not the Zuba she knew.

Dugu Ying absolutely hated Chu Le.

Under such circumstances, another round of civil unrest would definitely not be a good thing.

Seeing Xiao Yurong's silence, Xiao Yuxie softened his tone: "Just listen to me on this matter."

Xiao Yuxie caressed Xiao Yurong's face lovingly, "You should have a good rest. Remember to take your medicine on time. I'll go back to the palace first."

"Farewell, my royal brother." Xiao Yurong lowered his eyes without any emotion.

"Don't get angry with me about your own body." Xiao Yuxie sighed, turned and left.

Xiao Yurong stood there and watched Xiao Yuxie go away, then looked at the mess on the ground.

It was the same as before, as if everyone was moving forward, and she was the only one who stayed where she was, looking back frequently.

There are many mountain passes ahead, but she has already embarked on this road and cannot turn back.

The government was overthrown and brothers turned against each other.

Xiao Yurong looked at the autumn mountains in silence, and the distant mountains seemed to be sleeping.

She turned her back and went back to her room, asking the servants to clean up the mess.

There were still two letters on the table.

The two letters, one was written by Liu Pinjue to Xiao Yurong, and the other was sent from Yunzhou to the Yang family to Yang Wei, were intercepted by the Fuyang Guards.

The letter to Yang Wei was full of plots and calculations, and was written as the master of the Liu family.

The letter to her was full of care and guidance from the perspective of a teacher.

It's nothing more than asking if you should put on more clothes because it's cold, or asking if you are sick, have you taken medicine, did you sleep well at night, or do you have a cough?

And so on.

But just looking at these, Xiao Yurong couldn't help but think of the past, every moment he had spent with Liu Pinjue.

Liu Pinjue taught her the ways of politics and how to control people, which are the foundation of her current power.

She followed Liu Pinjue and learned from him, and Liu Pinjue never avoided her.

After saying "Only me and you", Liu Pinjue would let Xiao Yurong watch by his side when he handled some things, and would not even stop her from having her own ideas.

The same thing happened when Liu Pinjue dealt with a traitor one time, and Xiao Yurong was watching next to him.

She had just finished Liu Pinjue's piano lesson and sat next to Liu Pinjue, leisurely watching the show, eating fruit, and drinking a few glasses of wine.

Outside, red and white flowers bloomed in the rain, and the gentle breeze and drizzle blew in, filling the room with fragrance.

Xiao Yurong coughed twice due to the wind.

"Abei." Liu Pinjue took the time to order.

Abei understood and walked straight to the window to close it.

"Wait!" Xiao Yurong hurriedly stopped him, "Don't turn it off, I'm enjoying the view."

Liu Pinjue showed no expression, "Drinking and enjoying the breeze, do you think you have lived too long?"

"Alas, beautiful moments in the world are so rare. They only last for a few decades. I don't even know how many years I can live. Every time I see them, the better." Xiao Yurong had the most fallacies and heresies.

Liu Pinjue was silent for a moment and said nothing more.

Abei also withdrew his hand and stood there motionless.

Xiao Yurong sat closest to the window. Outside, there were clusters of flowers. A light rain sprinkled on the courtyard. From time to time, a few petals fell into her arms, and the fragrance filled her clothes.

She held her arms full of flower petals and smiled with her eyes curved.

She is a person who is good at feeling everything in the world. She smiles when she sees flowers blooming and falling, and makes noises when she sees swallows chirping. She is naive and cruel, indifferent and brilliant.

The traitor kept his mouth shut, and Liu Pinjue didn't find out anything during the interrogation.

Xiao Yurong was distracted with his chin in his hand. The fruit wine was soft and he drank a few more glasses unconsciously.

When he came back to his senses, the sound of his throat bloomed like a flower.

She looked to her side in surprise. Liu Pinjue picked up the wine jug and used the remaining wine to wash the sword.

Noticing Xiao Yurong's gaze, Liu Pinjue said calmly, "Drink less, but don't waste it."

"Sir, why have you become so impatient?" Xiao Yurong stared blankly at the blood splattered on the window frame and the hem of her skirt and sighed.

Liu Pinjue sheathed his sword and sat back next to Xiao Yurong. "Since we can't pry him open, we can only think of other ways."

Anyway, there are two traitors, and one of them is still alive.

"Sir, you still don't like to use other people's family as bait, but I'm different. I'm despicable." Xiao Yurong smiled and waved at Liu Pinjue.

She was still the same as always, talking about her shortcomings with confidence.

Liu Pinjue raised his eyebrows, leaned over calmly, supported his head with one hand, and listened to her words with his ear close to hers.

Xiao Yurong whispered in Liu Pinjue's ear: "I just heard that he didn't say the rest because of brotherhood. Go find his brother and lie to him that his brother has confessed."

Liu Pinjue was at ease, with a vague smile on his face.

His normal expression doesn't have much curves and never reveals anything.

And now a certain emotion flashed across this face, as if a slight crack had been created in this perfectly fitted person.

But this little bit is touching enough.

"Abei." Liu Pinjue shouted.

Abei paused and walked towards Liu Pinjue and Xiao Yurong with an expressionless face.

There was a bright smile in Xiao Yurong's eyes, and she seemed to be looking forward to something and eager to try.

Abei was used to seeing Xiao Yurong's expression like this, which contained a hint of superior excitement, as if he had found some fun.

This is what the snake did before it caught the bird. Xiao Yurong was sometimes like a wild animal.

It seems like nothing is happening, as if he is very alert, but in fact, there is a sense of excitement that is boiling with blood.

Whenever Xiao Yurong came up with an idea and asked him to execute it, nothing good ever happened.

What’s excessive is that under normal circumstances, Liu Pinjue would indulge Xiao Yurong in doing so.

For a long time, his duty was to follow Xiao Yurong around and watch over her while she boiled medicine.

It's a waste of talent, but Liu Pinjue doesn't think so.

Xiao Yurong repeated his idea just now.

She was the best at playing tricks and scheming. Ah Bei had seen Xiao Yurong's ability to cause trouble many times, and most of the time he had to clean up Xiao Yurong's mess.

Abei glanced at his master, Liu Pinjue, and did not express any objection.

"Yes." So Abei turned around to carry out the order.

Under extreme circumstances, human nature cannot stand the test.

Under the design, the betrayer emerged.

"You see, I still have a way." Xiao Yurong said proudly.

"Are you very proud?" Liu Pinjue glanced at her and seemed to be in a good mood.

Abei silently carried the traitor, who was now of no use to him, away and quietly closed the door.

Liu Pinjue looked Xiao Yurong up and down, "You are drunk."

Xiao Yurong sighed, "How did you figure that out?"

How could it not be seen? Whenever Xiao Yurong drank, he was basically drunk, it was just a matter of whether his mind was clear or not.

But as long as she was drunk, he would reach out and pull her, and Xiao Yurong would stagger and fall into his arms.

Liu Pinjue didn't comment, but just curled the corners of his lips.

Alcohol is like a needle hidden in cotton. When you are drunk, you will reveal your true colors. Alcoholism will cause trouble, so Liu Pinjue rarely drinks.

He taught Xiao Yurong more than once that he should only drink in front of people he trusted.

Xiao Yurong drank in front of him. Did she trust him or was she disobedient?

"Hey." Xiao Yurong leaned on his legs, "I have a headache."

Xiao Yurong lay on Liu Pinjue's knees, becoming increasingly drunk. How could he tell how drunk he was?

It seemed like something was sticking out, and I didn't know if it was murderous intent or something else.

This is clearly a good time to ask questions.

But it seemed that nothing could be set, after all, in a sense, they were honest with each other, and each knew each other's ambitions and suspicious calculations.

Liu Pinjue paused, and stroked Xiao Yurong's face with his fingertips, the skin was delicate, "It's time."

"You're greedy for wine and you want to cool down. If you don't have a headache, who will?" He still raised his head and shouted to the outside, "Abei, go make some sobering soup."

Abei, who was standing guard outside the door, was silent for a moment, then went to work tirelessly to cook the sobering soup.

Ever since Xiao Yurong came here, his workload has skyrocketed, his skills have expanded countless times, and he is almost becoming a full-time servant.

"I'm drunk, sir, and you still want to blame me." Xiao Yurong closed his eyes quietly, showing a rare gentleness.

She lay on Liu Pinjue's lap, humming a little tune and smiling with her eyes curved.

Everyone was drunk, singing slowly and speaking in a low voice.

Liu Pinjue touched her eyelashes and said, "You must be drunk and confused."

Xiao Yurong's breath fell on Liu Pinjue's wrist, with a strong floral scent.

"You are so drunk that if you go out, the censors will say that you are untidy and have improper manners, which is a disgrace to the royal family." Liu Pinjue shook his head.

"Sir, are you still following the advice of those old-timers?" Xiao Yurong chuckled and said quietly, "The hat must be straight, the buttons must be tied. The socks and shoes must fit tightly. Is this what you taught Shao Yan, sir?"

Liu Pinjue curved his lips, "He has his own family to teach him. You are the only one who wants to learn these things, and you are the most unruly."

Outside the window, the sound of palace bells was ringing melodiously. Xiao Yurong shrank sleepily into Liu Pinjue's arms.

She murmured, "The scenery outside is just perfect, the mountains and rivers are so picturesque, so beautiful."

"Yeah, it's good." Liu Pinjue supported his face with one hand and gently brushed Xiao Yurong's temples with the other hand, "The wine you brought is not bad either."

Xiao Yurong snorted, "That's tribute wine, there are only three jars, so it's naturally good. Sir, you drank my wine, you have to repay me."

Liu Pinjue raised his eyebrows, "Are you from the Wang family? You are so stingy, do you still need these jars of wine?"

"Whether it is lacking or not is one thing, whether you care about it or not is another." Xiao Yurong said, "Such a good wine, I brought it specially to honor you, sir."

"How much did I drink? How much did you drink?" Liu Pinjue tapped her forehead.

She said, "Fifty steps or a hundred steps would be considered deserters."

Liu Pinjue sneered: "Then what do you want? A rare copy? Or jewelry? Or something more valuable? What do you want me to do for you?"

Xiao Yurong began to think seriously: "I want a lot of things."

"Greedy." Liu Pinjue shook his head. "Greed is like a snake swallowing an elephant."

"Sir, you have already promised me, so you can't go back on your word." Xiao Yurong knew that Liu Pinjue was a man of his word.

Liu Pinjue nodded, "You tell me, as long as I have it."

"Sir, why don't you just give me your kingdom in exchange for it?" Xiao Yurong laughed, and it was unclear whether he was joking or serious.

"Okay, I'll use it as wine money for you." Liu Pinjue lowered his eyes and smiled softly.

The dignity is gone, only gentleness remains.

Xiao Yurong paused for a moment without opening his eyes, "Sir, you'll make such a joke."

"Alas." A very low sigh.

Liu Pinjue said: "You have misled me."