The princess is killing like crazy again

General Cui lives in the Cui Mansion in Yujing.

Xiao Yuxie and Xiao Yurong were not stingy and the imperial physician came to see them.

The answer is no.

The two brothers of the Cui family were a little surprised when they met General Cui.

There were servants everywhere inside and outside the house. There were a few familiar looking ones that Cui Ci Ning had seen before; they all served Xiao Yurong.

Although General Cui was in poor health and his condition was deteriorating, he was still clear-headed.

Seeing his two proud and troublesome children, he forced himself to sit up. He picked up the medicine bowl beside him and threw it at Cui Qining, "Rebellious sons!"

Cui Ci Ning was already accustomed to it, so he just turned sideways and dodged it.

"Old man, with your health at this level, you'd better save some energy," he said calmly.

"Who asked you to lead the Cui family army? I have tried my best to reduce the suspicion of the royal family, but you are simply rushing to tell them that our Cui family can rebel! I will rebel if it doesn't go my way!" Old General Cui blew his beard and glared.

He shouted mercilessly: "Cui Mingyang, do you still have a brain?!"

Cui Qining snorted coldly and sat down directly. "Well, you can wait for death in Yujing. We will go back to Yinzhou."

"You unfilial son!" General Cui became even angrier.

Cui Ci'an tried to smooth things over: "Alright, alright, we are one family, why are we talking about different things? We are already here."

General Cui's expression eased a little. "Seeing this, you should know that the princess has no intention of killing dissidents in our Cui family. I know my physical condition myself, and I don't have many days left to live."

"What are you talking about? Don't say such unlucky things." Cui Ci Ning's face changed.

He secretly clenched his fists, Xiao Yurong did not lie to him.

He didn't dare to trust Xiao Yurong anymore. This was his mistake and had nothing to do with Xiao Yurong.

An unspeakable bitterness spread between his lips and teeth, and Cui Ci Ning's lips trembled.

Yesterday, he grabbed the blade to prevent Xiao Yurong from hurting his hand. His hand had just been bandaged not long ago, but it was torn again because of the force he exerted at this moment.

The blood seeped through the curtains, and his eyes silently turned red.

"You've killed so many people and seen so many people being killed. What's there to be ashamed of?" General Cui glanced at Cui Ci Ning with disdain.

He sighed: "I don't expect to die in Yinzhou, I just want my body to return to my homeland."

Cui Ci Ning was silent.

"Father, have you ever thought about going home?" Cui Ci'an asked.

General Cui leaned back on the bed and said, "Your mother died a long time ago. I'm going to see her wherever she is. I'm in such a bad condition that I'll die early. I'm relying on a bunch of medicinal herbs to stay alive in Yujing."

"You just stay here for a few days. My life will soon be over. When the time comes, take my body back and bury it with your mother," he said.

At his age, he was well prepared when he went to the battlefield, and it was good enough that he still had an intact body.

He remembered something and added, "Don't look sad all day long. It's very ugly. I'm reunited with your mother. It's a good thing, a good thing... It's so festive. Hey, a happy funeral for the only family."

"As for the Cui family..." He paused, his cloudy eyes moving between the two brothers of the Cui family, "What do you think?"

"Dad, don't you know? I have no intention of inheriting the family business, and I am not a talented general." Cui Ci'an laughed, moved closer, lowered his voice and joked, "But I am a talented general."

General Cui glanced at him and said, "You have no shame."

"Then I leave it to you, Ci Ning. The entire Cui family is left to you." General Cui said solemnly.

In fact, General Cui preferred Cui Ci Ning because he knew each child's personality very well. Although Cui Ci An was steady, he was too conservative in many aspects.

It is possible to maintain the status quo, but in troubled times, there are too many risks.

Cui Ci Ning was not that happy either.

General Cui tightly grasped Cui Qining's hand and said, "Don't clash with the royal family anymore. It's not easy for the people, and it's not easy for Chule. If there really is a day of chaos, choosing a wise leader to stabilize Yinzhou and the world is the right thing to do."

"Protect my country and then protect the world." He said in a weathered voice.

"I..." The breath was stuck in Cui Ci Ning's throat, neither going up nor down.

His lips moved twice, but he couldn't say anything.

What should he say?

They said he had wronged Xiao Yurong, that someone like him should not inherit the Cui family, and that he might repeat the same mistakes.

But in the end, nothing could be said.

How to describe his meanness and shamelessness? How to describe his darkness and unspeakable emotions?

That’s it…that’s it…

There is no other way in this life.

When I was young, I always wanted to climb to the top so that I could protect the things I loved. In the end, I failed to protect anything, but I still wanted to become that young man again.

"...Okay." Cui Ci Ning held his father's weathered hand, as if bowing his head for this silent handover.

He knew that the road had reached a fork where both ways diverged.

General Cui still died in this harsh winter.

Spring would have come if he had waited a little longer, but he didn't live to see that day.

His body had been dying for a long time, and everyone was mentally prepared, but Cui Ci Ning still felt sad.

His parents left him, but they were reunited.

Yeah.

Cui Ci Ning seemed somewhat out of place in the mourning scene; he was still wearing armor with a bright red battle robe draped over his shoulders.

He and Cui Ci'an knelt at the front of the crowd.

People around were pointing fingers and making complaints about this scene, but Cui Ci Ning turned a deaf ear to them.

After today, they will set out to send their father back to Yinzhou to be buried with their mother.

He and the Cui family were far away from Yujing.

He should have died on the battlefield.

He wants to go home, he wants to go back to Yinzhou.

Cui Ci Ning looked at the flower trees in the garden, and there was nothing on the bare branches.

This winter is too cold, so cold that it chills you to the bone. If people don’t stay together, they will freeze to death in the bitter winter.

The flowers had already withered, and he would not wait in Yujing until spring.

"The eldest princess Zhaoyang has arrived——"

There was a sharp announcement from outside the door.

Following closely behind was the voice of the officials who came to pay their respects: "Greetings to Her Royal Highness the Princess Royal. Long live the Princess."

He should have said "Long live the dragon", but Xiao Yuxie even let Xiao Yurong wear the dragon robe and sit on the dragon throne, so why was there a missing sentence "Long live the dragon"?

Cui Ci Ning knelt stiffly on the spot.

Cui Ci'an quietly nudged his brother with his elbow as a signal, then he stood up and walked outside to welcome the emperor.

The lights were still on in the dim morning, and the light was hazy. The brocade curtain of the carriage was lifted, revealing a deep red skirt.

Li Yaozhi was the first to get off the car and offered his hand to help Xiao Yurong.

Xiao Yurong's skin was as smooth as jade, emitting a faint glow like jade, and her red lips were as rosy as peach blossoms.

She was wearing a snow-white cloak with a fox fur collar. Her face was as pale as the snow, and her eyes were as clear as autumn water.

When she arrived, the heavy snow in the sky became a backdrop. This scene is enough to make people unforgettable, just like a fairy in a splash-ink painting.

Cui Ci Ning lowered his eyes and chuckled to himself.

He could drink the strongest Yinzhou old wine and capture the head of the most ferocious enemy general.

With his sword held horizontally, he rode his horse through Yumen Pass, passed through the sword array, and passed through the three hundred cities of the eighteen continents of Chule, but he could not pass the beauty test of Princess Zhaoyang.

Love is as great as hate.

Noticing Cui Ci Ning's gaze, Xiao Yurong raised his eyes and looked over. Their eyes met, and it was another glance that lasted for a thousand years.

I used to have a love-hate relationship, but I was also washed away by too many things.

Those who are too affectionate will inevitably be suspicious, and the sky of love will also be the sea of ​​hatred.

Cui Ci'an walked up to Xiao Yurong and said something, and Xiao Yurong also responded.

Greetings and condolences, perhaps that's it, Cui Ci Ning didn't want to listen to the details.

Instead, Li Yaozhi walked towards him.

He was still wearing the same blue shirt, as smooth as jade, with a white inner garment with pine green edges on the collar and lapels, and a long gown on the outside.

"My condolences, Young General." Li Yaozhi remained polite.

"Thank you." Cui Ci Ning curled the corners of his lips and this was the only polite thing he could say.

Li Yaozhi looked at Xiao Yurong who was chatting with Cui Ci'an not far away, "General Cui told Your Highness earlier that he likes bright colors and doesn't like wearing mulberry and hemp clothes, so Your Highness deliberately wore dark red today."

His eyes fell on Cui Ci Ning's bright red battle robe again, "Now that I see it, it fits the bill for the Major General."

In front of the hall, only Cui Ci Ning and Xiao Yu Rong were dressed in bright clothes, looking out of place.

It is no wonder that those people gossiped secretly, saying that Cui Ci Ning and Xiao Yu Rong behaved in a dissolute manner, ignoring etiquette and the occasion.

Two rebellious lunatics.

And Li Yaozhi's eyes when he looked at Xiao Yurong were always gentle and long-lasting.

Cui Ci Ning used to feel hateful and abominable, but now he feels very complicated and his mood is different from before.

Light joy is like a gray dog, deep love is like the long wind.

"What I want to say to the Major General is the same as before." Li Yaozhi smiled, "It is better to suffer a short pain than a long one."

There it is again.

Cui Ci Ning stared at Li Yaozhi for a moment, "A short pain is worse than a long one. Your advice to others is as sharp as ever."

Li Yaozhi was humble as usual: "Young General, thank you for your praise, but we all serve our own masters."

There are many important people here. After all, General Cui is the head of a prominent family and plays a very important role.

The Prime Minister also came to offer his condolences, but he himself had not been feeling well recently. The doctor examined him thoroughly and said that it was just due to old age and frailty.

Even Xiao Yuxie came to take a look and lit a stick of incense.

"Take care of yourself. You are still sick. Go back and rest early." Xiao Yuxie touched Xiao Yurong's temples before leaving.

Xiao Yurong just lowered his brows and did not respond.

Xiao Yuxie's tone became more serious, "Don't get angry with me. Nothing is more important than your body. Don't act like a child."

"There are many affairs in the palace, so it would be better for your brother to return home early." Xiao Yurong looked away.

"You have to use the herbs I sent you, and remember to drink them." Xiao Yuxie sighed, "Don't rush to leave after the morning court session. Stay in the palace for dinner or stay for a few nights. You and I haven't had a good conversation for a long time."

Xiao Yurong's eyelashes fluttered twice.

"Rongrong, one day you will understand my painstaking efforts. Be obedient, okay?" Xiao Yuxie said softly, "Yuyuan misses you too."

"Yeah." Xiao Yurong finally responded.

There were not many people who were truly sad for General Cui at the funeral, but it didn’t matter. Back in Yinzhou, they were the ones who truly cried for him.

Cui Ci'an was tired of dealing with those people who were concerned with socializing, and Cui Ci'ning no longer had the heart to say anything more.

Only at this moment did he miss his hometown so much.

Cui Ci Ning planned to leave in the evening without staying any longer.

They always bring their father's remains back to their hometown and bury them with their mother.

Xiao Yurong did not see him off, but stayed for a little longer, until he set off.

Near dusk, most of the people who came to pay their respects had left, with only a few lingering.

Xiao Yurong was staring at the empty branches in a daze. He sensed Cui Ci Ning's approaching footsteps, but did not move.

She just asked, "Are you going back?"

"......Yeah." Cui Ci Ning responded.

He came to bid farewell to Xiao Yurong, both in terms of their status as monarch and subject, and in terms of their own love-hate entanglement.

He might not hate Xiao Yurong anymore, but he could no longer go back to the past with Xiao Yurong without any grudges.

His home has always been in Yinzhou, and Yujing has never been his home.

Perhaps at a certain fragile moment, he believed that Yujing would really be his home.

But at this point, he also understood that no matter how passionate it was, it was best like this between them.

"It's time for you to go home and take your father home." Xiao Yurong nodded.

"I wish you..." She turned to look at Cui Qining, "revenge for kindness and a smooth road ahead."

This may have the same meaning as the phrase "waiting for you to kill me" back then, but it has less hostility and less intense love, hate and vengeance.

Cui Ci Ning wanted to say something, but something got stuck in his throat, strangling his throat and voice.

"Ah." Xiao Yurong paused, "If that day really comes, I don't have to go back to my hometown, and I don't have to spare my body for the sake of our past relationship."

"I just thought you were sick and confused today, and said some nonsense." Cui Ci Ning turned his face away.

Xiao Yurong didn't care and continued, "It doesn't matter if you burn me to ashes or I'm dead."

"Do you really want to turn your bones into ashes?" Cui Ci Ning gritted his teeth and raised his voice.

As soon as he asked the question, Cui Ci Ning realized that he had lost his composure again, and stopped himself from speaking.

"I don't care, so why should you? I sincerely wish you good fortune and a bright future." Xiao Yurong said, "I congratulate you, General Cui, Patriarch Cui."

It's so ironic, all of this is so ironic.

Cui Ci Ning looked at Xiao Yurong in silence.

Their past has become something of love and hate over the years, like a rusty nail embedded in their bone marrow.

It got stuck so abruptly in the bones and blood that even swallowing tears was excruciatingly painful.

He was once so sincerely willing to use his life to protect Xiao Yurong, but now Xiao Yurong almost calmly accepted that he would kill her.

Xiao Yurong showed a vague smile: "We will meet again in the future."

Cui Ci Ning opened his mouth and finally said, "See you later."

After they parted at Yumen Pass, they parted again here.