The princess is killing like crazy again

As the mother family of the current emperor and queen, the Huo family has always been in the limelight.

But recently there have been signs of a change.

First, all the descendants of the Huo family who had problems with their official conduct were found out and demoted one after another. Then, Marquis Huo was also reprimanded by His Majesty.

What happened next surprised everyone.

First, rumors spread that the young Marquis Huo was not the old Marquis Huo's biological son, but an adopted child from the Huo family's side branch.

This caused a huge uproar and turmoil within the Huo family. Some people in the temple even said that they wanted to strip Huo Zhao of his title.

Just when the whole city was in turmoil, another member of the Huo family was found to be plotting a rebellion.

That night, General Zhaoyang led the Fuyang Guards to surround the Huo Mansion.

The incident was so loud that everyone in and out of Yujing knew about it, and many people secretly observed the scene of the uncle and nephew falling out.

"Oh my! The flood has really submerged the Dragon King Temple. Family members no longer recognize each other."

"After all, the young Marquis Huo has been escorting them all the way here, otherwise how could the current emperor and the Zhaoyang State Guardian be here? These Xiao brothers and sisters are really heartless and cruel."

"It's just that when the birds are gone, the good bows are put away. When the cunning rabbit dies, the running dog is cooked."

"He doesn't recognize any relatives! He can even arrest his own uncle."

"What uncle? Didn't I tell you that? He is an adopted son of a branch family. He is not the biological son of Marquis Huo, the younger brother of Empress Huo, or the uncle of Your Majesty and the Empress. To be honest, he is just a distant cousin."

The windows of the imperial carriage were tightly closed, so no one could see in. The carriage, which was surrounded by a group of Fuyang Guards, was painted with golden patterns of Vermilion Bird.

The beautiful female official in front of the carriage was wearing a green robe and a blue lining, and her attire was comparable to that of a lady from a noble family.

She remained calm from beginning to end and was not surprised by the situation.

When the car stopped, she lifted the curtain and respectfully extended her hand to help the person inside, "Princess."

Everyone only saw a beautiful figure passing by their eyes very quickly.

Her skirt drags along the water of the Xiang River, and her hair stands like a cloud from the Wushan Mountains.

Zhaoyang*** is truly dazzling and stunning.

Then came out of the carriage a woman wearing clothes in the same color as Xiang Fei. She was pretty and had an extraordinary demeanor.

She followed closely behind Xiao Yurong and entered the Huo Mansion.

The voices were quiet for a moment, and then mixed together again after Xiao Yurong's figure was covered by the darkness.

"*** is indeed beautiful. Following behind her is... the third daughter of the Wang family?"

"How long has Wang Wanru been a female official in the princess's mansion? You just found out now? I think the Wang family also intervened in the Huo family's affairs this time."

"It turns out that outsiders are bullying our family. Our Princess Zhaoyang is as cruel as ever."

"Which emperor would indulge his relatives? Isn't it the tradition of the Xiao family to put away the bows after the birds are dead and to cook away the dogs after the rabbits are dead?"

"That's right. Look at Gongsun Zhao. He worked so hard to protect others' business for so long, but in the end, it was all in vain, wasn't it?"

"Gongsun Qian is really cruel. His own brother has been imprisoned, but he still follows the emperor to do things without any reaction."

"Didn't Cui come to the capital by imperial decree? Cui Ci Ning really dares to come."

"When a general with great military achievements dies in a deserted suburb, rumors may spread that he has retired from the army and returned to the countryside. Isn't this the method we use to deceive people?"

"Cui Ci Ning is here with the Cui family army. It's hard to say what will happen then."

"As soon as our Majesty ascended the throne and the Queen took the throne, Chu Le was transformed into a world of its own."

"Well, let's make more preparations anyway. No matter how the emperor changes, our family has nothing to do with it."

There was a lot of discussion outside, and Xiao Yurong came into the room.

Walking along an extremely familiar road, the Fuyang Guards only captured people with evidence of treason. After arresting the relevant persons, they did not touch any blade of grass or tree in the Huo Mansion.

These days, the Fuyang Guards have been keeping an eye on the Huo family troops in the military camp, but they have not made any unusual moves.

Xiao Yurong silently pushed open the door of Huo Zhao's study, and everyone stayed outside.

After closing the door, they were alone inside again.

Xiao Yurong looked into Huo Zhao's red eyes and was silent for a moment, "Uncle."

"You still call me uncle even now." Huo Zhao laughed at himself. "You were the one who asked Fuyang Guard to spread the news that I am not my father's biological son, right?"

"...Yes." Xiao Yurong admitted after a moment of silence.

“Hahahahahaha!” Huo Zhao laughed out loud until tears came out of his eyes. Then he took a deep breath, “You want to kill me?”

Xiao Yurong shook his head, "Uncle, I didn't mean to kill you, I just got suspicious."

She looked at Huo Zhao, "I also treat you sincerely, but I am on guard. You hold the military power of the Huo family, how can I trust you with all my heart?"

"Suspect me?!" Huo Zhao repeated loudly.

His eyes were red, "I, Huo Zhao, have been called a treacherous villain and a tiger and wolf all my life, but I have never thought of harming you!"

"I understand your suspicions, your concerns, I can empathize with you! I feel sad that we are drifting apart and have no more books together, but I understand how difficult it is for you!" he said quickly and fiercely.

He pointed at himself and almost trembled, "That's why I asked for battle again and again! I just want to tell you that I can fight for you, without any selfish motives!"

"You don't believe me." Huo Zhao said this fact sadly and asked, "When did it start?"

Huo Zhao stared into Xiao Yurong's eyes and asked, "Is it the time when I returned from the campaign against the Xie family without success and you didn't see me? Or was it the time when I was in Xuancheng to cover the retreat and the enemy still caught up with you?"

"When did you stop trusting me?" He cried and laughed, covering his eyes. "When we were young, you only trusted me."

Xiao Yurong lowered her eyes woodenly, in the terrible silence, amid Huo Zhao's sorrowful questioning.

She smiled sadly: "When I was young, I had nothing, but now I have everything."

“Ha! Hahahahahaha!” Huo Zhao covered his eyes with the back of his hand and a sad laugh escaped from his throat, “So, in the end it’s my turn to be the one being killed.”

Huo Zhao himself found it ridiculous, "I would actually be defeated by a little loyalty from a treacherous and treacherous person in my lifetime."

He knew very well that the staff around Xiao Yurong disliked him, because whenever Xiao Yurong reached the pinnacle of power, he would be the first relative to be eliminated.

But he always thought that he would not rebel. All he had to do was to protect Xiao Yurong, the Huo family, and the bloodline of old Marquis Huo.

Just take it slow. One day, everyone around Xiao Yurong will accept him.

Before that day came, the child he was taking care of came with troops.

"People around you have told me countless times that I am extremely powerful, and I have thought about peace talks countless times. I know they all dislike me because I am a powerful corrupt official, and you can't rest easy as long as I am around." Huo Zhao seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and he bent his body while holding on to Zhuo Yan.

He laughed so hard that he almost died, tears falling from the corners of his eyes, "I thought there was a long way to go, and that things would get better one day."

"I never thought it was you. Even if it was your brother who did it, it would be better than you doing it yourself. How could you be so cruel?" Huo Zhao's last voice was trembling.

He took a step forward, grabbed Xiao Yurong's hand and pressed it on the scabbard, "Then you go ahead."

"I don't want to kill you, uncle." Xiao Yurong looked at Huo Zhao's seemingly desperate eyes and wanted to pull back his equally trembling hand.

"Kill me! You killed me!" Huo Zhao still did not let go, but directly pulled out the dagger and stabbed himself in the heart, "Instead of this, you might as well kill me!"

Xiao Yurong pulled back the dagger with all his strength and pushed Huo Zhao away in panic, "Huo Zhao! Are you crazy?!"

Huo Zhao didn't seem to use any effort, allowing himself to hit the table behind him, then fell to the ground dejectedly, covering his face with his hands and laughing sadly.

"At this point, why keep me alive? You might as well kill me." He had already made up his mind to die and no longer had any attachment.

"I said, I don't plan to kill you, uncle. It's enough to suppress the Huo family, so I'm the one doing it because I have feelings for you." Xiao Yurong pressed down his shaking hand.

She managed to calm herself down and took a deep breath. "If it was my brother, it wouldn't be just like this. You are still Little Marquis Huo and my uncle. This will not change."

"Then I should thank you." Huo Zhao didn't know who he was mocking.

Xiao Yurong said: "You abandoned me."

"When I was sick, I begged you not to leave, but you went to war anyway. You didn't come back for three years, and the only thing you came back with was a letter," she said.

Xiao Yurong laughed at himself, "What were you thinking about during those three years? You didn't stop during the two transfers through Yujing. You passed by your home twice without entering? Your adjutant has returned, but you haven't."

She frowned slightly, as if blaming, as if resentful, but her tone was calm.

Perhaps she was too tired, she just sighed: "When I need you, you can still leave me, just like before."

"Abandon? I did let you go, but you're just a child." Huo Zhao smiled miserably.

He covered his eyes with his hands. "How do you want me to face you? How do you want me to face the child I took care of? How do you want me to face my father and elder sister? How do you want me to face the ethics and the secular world, and face my own shameful and dirty thoughts?"

Xiao Yurong knelt on one knee in front of Huo Zhao who was sitting on the ground, looking at him at eye level.

"You've always known, Yu'er, but you just pretended nothing happened." Huo Zhao said, "But I can't do this. I have to be responsible for everything."

"Leaving you is the most I can do," he said.

"I don't need these." Xiao Yurong stretched out her hand and took off Huo Zhao's hand that was covering her eyes. "I want your support."

"Those ministers and scholars criticized me, saying that I was a scourge to the country and the people, a slut, a witch, and every other shadow that should not be on the same level as them." She said softly.

Huo Zhao looked at her.

Xiao Yurong said: "I don't care about etiquette or worldly matters. I just want you to accompany me. I just want you to support me."

Huo Zhao asked hoarsely, "At the beginning, I said it would be better if I wasn't your uncle. Didn't you want me to continue with this identity?"

"At that time, I had no power and needed to rely on you and cling to you. Now I have it, and I can make my own decisions." Xiao Yurong raised his hand and touched Huo Zhao's hot eyelids. "You are still my uncle, but you don't have to be bound by this identity anymore."

She spoke softly in the quiet night, her eyebrows were as dark as ink and her lips were as red as cold.

Xiao Yurong's eyes were indifferent, as cold and ethereal as the moonlight, and dead hysteria flowed from her.

"Do what you want to do." Xiao Yurong stood up and turned his back, "Whether you still care about me or love me or not."

She slowly opened the door and walked out. "You can choose to kill me and take revenge on us, uncle. I don't care about that."

Walking into the darkness, Xiao Yurong looked up at the sky.

Finally, the long sigh of relief dissipated into the endless night sky. She was grateful that such a day had passed and ended.

The bright moon has been obscured by dark clouds, and there is no moon or stars in the night.

Tonight... there is no light.

A cloak fell on Xiao Yurong's shoulders.

"You should take care of your own body. You don't have anyone around you, so I have to worry about you." Wang Wanru smiled and put the cloak on Xiao Yurong's shoulders from behind.

She went back to Xiao Yurong, tied the laces, and joked, "Where is our Master? Where is the Servant? My Third Brother doesn't know why he should come to offer his courtesy at this time. It's me who has to do it."

"If those greedy slaves outside knew about this, they would eat me alive. Then, Princess, you have to stand up for me." Wang Wanru said with a smile as she straightened Xiao Yurong's clothes.

There was a cool night breeze blowing across my temples and rushing past.

Wang Wanru looked at Xiao Yurong, but Xiao Yurong did not smile.

So Wang Wanru stopped laughing.

Her voice softened: "You haven't been in a good mood lately. You are very unhappy."

"I know I am not qualified to say this because I can't let you stop. I have to continue pushing you into this vortex of power." Wang Wanru said.

"You are my support and my support. For the sake of my family and myself, I have to let you continue." She looked at the flowers in the Huo Mansion, "But I still feel sorry for you."

Not long ago, she saw Xiao Yurong sitting alone by the railing, with the evening breeze blowing the dew on the threshold.

It was already the middle of the night. She was late because of official business, but what was Xiao Yurong doing?

Xiao Yurong was there alone looking at Hua Weimian.

Wang Wanru didn’t know what Xiao Yurong was thinking at that time, but she thought of the past.

There was a time when Xiao Yurong smiled as beautifully as a flower, when everyone was present at the Wang family’s spring banquet that year.

They also admired the flowers together.

It’s just that now old friends no longer share Yu Jingdong.

"You know what? When I saw you sitting there, looking at the flowers by yourself..." Wang Wanru said in a hoarse voice, "I wanted to cry for you."

At this point, she suddenly choked up and took a deep breath: "I suddenly... miss you very much."

She missed the young Xiao Yurong who was dressed in fine clothes and riding a horse.

"As we go further and further away, there are fewer and fewer books." Xiao Yurong finally smiled, "When I look back, all I see are the graves of my old friends."

It has come to this again.

Of the people who appreciated the flowers with me at that time, only half of them are left now.