The princess is killing like crazy again

Li Yaozhi was ready to go the next day.

Xiao Yurong was halfway up when Li Yaozhi pushed her back and stopped her from seeing him off.

Before leaving, Li Yaozhi lit a stick of incense at the Li family's ancestral hall.

Several half-brothers knelt behind him.

One of them couldn't help but speak up: "Brother, mother has been crying that you are unfilial and insisted on seeing you and asking you to stay."

"Nonsense! Why are you saying these things to your eldest brother at this time?" The other one nudged him with his elbow.

He was full of grievances: "Isn't it that I can't persuade my mother?"

The Li family’s grace is long-lasting and lasting.

Li Yaozhi, the son of Emperor Kangzong, is a kind and gentle man, but his mother loves and hates him.

Love him for being sensible, hate him for being stubborn.

Li Yaozhi is well aware of his identity and responsibilities, and is used to keeping everything deep in his heart.

"It doesn't matter. I have made up my mind. Nothing my mother says or does can shake me." Li Yaozhi smiled and took a few more incense sticks. "My mother just doesn't want me to be the Lord. But now she thinks I am worse than the Lord. She hates me for doing everything that should and shouldn't be done for His Highness."

The younger brother hesitated and asked, "Brother...what do you think about this?"

Li Yaozhi passed the incense to the candle and lit it. "Father doesn't want me to marry the princess because of the political marriage and long-term considerations."

"My mother, on the other hand, was thinking about the family and children." He smiled to himself, tilting his head to look at the gradually rising wisp of smoke, "She told me that the princess is not old, it is difficult to give birth, and she has a strong temper, so she is definitely not a good match."

"From love comes worry; from love comes fear. If you are free from love, you will have no worry and no fear." Li Yaozhi took back the incense sticks and gently shook off the ashes.

He bowed to his father's tablet and said, "I know that Your Highness is not a good man, but so what?"

"Since her desires are insatiable, I will feed the tiger with my own body." Li Yao stopped laughing.

He inserted the incense into the incense burner, "Love what she loves, hate what she hates. Worry about what she worries about, be happy about what she is happy about."

Li Yaozhi uttered these eight heavy words lightly: "Only think about her, not him."

His half brothers looked at their brother, who seemed to stick to the rules but was actually rebellious, with astonishment, "Has your heart never wavered?"

Li Yaozhi's eyes were as bright as autumn water.

He looked towards the dawning night and confided softly.

"My heart is broken and I can't change it."

"My heart is not a mat, it cannot be rolled up."

"My heart is not a bandit, I cannot choose it."

After Li Yaozhi left, Xiao Yurong's surroundings seemed even more deserted.

Wang Wanru temporarily put aside the things at hand and stayed with Xiao Yurong.

Li Yaozhi was originally preparing for Xiao Yurong's birthday banquet. Now that he is gone, the matter is mainly taken care of by Huo Zhao, and the person assisting him is Wang Fuxuan.

Wang Wanru was also busy, but she felt that the most urgent and more important priority was Xiao Yurong.

"Don't you like it?" Seeing that Xiao Yurong had no interest in the rare objects he had found on the table, Wang Wanru looked out the window, "Then how about we go catch butterflies? It would be nice to enjoy the flowers, too."

Xiao Yurong shook his head, covered his mouth and coughed twice.

Wang Wanru poured her some tea. "That's good. It's very hot outside. It would be bad if you fainted from the sun. Let's stay inside. There's ice. It's cool."

"Yeah." Xiao Yurong lowered his eyes, "You don't have to accompany me, just do the important things."

"The most important thing for me now is to accompany you and make you happy." Wang Wanru said.

She looked at Xiao Yurong, and seemed unable to connect the unhappy princess with the high-spirited and smiling girl at the spring banquet that year.

She knew Xiao Yurong was unhappy.

Du Xi half-hugged a pipa, plucking it slowly and then plucking it again. Wherever his eyes went, he saw Xiao Yurong, whose voice was clear and crisp, like the cries of willows and the lamentations of flowers.

"Now it is Little Marquis Huo and my third brother who are organizing the birthday banquet. Princess, don't worry too much about Yunshui. Maybe the young master has already resolved everything by now?" Wang Wanru racked her brains to comfort him.

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw a carrier pigeon flying over from afar in the blue sky. Her eyes lit up, "A letter has arrived!"

Xiao Yurong's reaction was much more dramatic. He quickly picked up the pigeon, opened the letter and read it.

Meeting with Mr. Xiao Junru:

There was a mutiny in Xuancheng and Yunshui was lost. I hope you can come to Rucheng as soon as possible to discuss matters of the Privy Council.

The letter was written by Li Yaozhi, and it was rather sloppy. It seemed that he had encountered some urgent matter.

There were even bloodstains on the short letter.

Xiao Yurong's face suddenly turned paler.

Even Li Yaozhi got into trouble.

"This, this may not be a big deal. This bloodstain may not be the young master's blood." Wang Wanru was shocked, looked at Xiao Yurong's face, and stood up hurriedly.

"If Shao Yan didn't have any serious problem, he wouldn't have sent the message in this way. Something must have gone wrong." Xiao Yurong's eyes went dark from time to time.

She forced herself to swallow the sweet taste in her throat and supported herself by holding onto the corner of the table. "Prepare the car and gather a team of people. I'm going to Rucheng."

Du Xi said anxiously: "Princess! I'll go call the imperial physician first!"

"No need." Xiao Yurong stopped him.

Wang Wanru supported her, looking terrified, "Why don't we call the imperial physician to take a look first."

"Time is not waiting for me. If something really happens... I can't bear it anymore." Xiao Yurong closed his eyes.

"Are you really planning to go to Rucheng by yourself?" Wang Fuxuan came in from outside with a grim look on his face.

I don't know how he got the news.

Xiao Yurong raised his eyes and looked at him, "What else?"

"Are you crazy? You really don't take your own life seriously, right? Even though you are so sick, you still want to go to Rucheng?" Wang Fuxuan frowned.

Xiao Yurong curled his lips sarcastically, "Whether I go or not, I won't live forever. If I don't go, can I live a long and healthy life?"

Wang Fuxuan said angrily: "You shouldn't treat yourself like this. I think you are really crazy and don't even care about your own life!"

"What does that have to do with you?" Xiao Yurong asked back.

This question was so hurtful that Wang Fuxuan was suddenly speechless.

He was sitting in a wheelchair, looking pale.

When Wang Wanru and Wang Fuxuan's followers saw this, they didn't even dare to breathe.

Xiao Yurong passed by Wang Fuxuan and walked outside. He instructed Yu Shu word by word to tell Xiao Yuxie about this matter and also arranged his funeral affairs.

"Princess..." Yu Shu's eyes were red and full of worry, "I..."

"I have to hand it over to you, Yushu." Xiao Yurong repeated, looking into Yushu's eyes, "I have to hand it over to you. There are not many people left by my side that I can trust."

"Okay, Yu Shu will definitely fulfill the mission." Yu Shu knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Xiao Yurong in a proper manner.

His second life was given by Xiao Yurong.

Just as he had vowed that year, Xiao Yurong pulled him out of the Yue Tribe's Colosseum, gave him dignity and trust, gave him power and respect, gave him a way out and the Jade Dragon Twin Swords.

He is Xiao Yurong's sword and Xiao Yurong's minion.

Report your favor on the golden platform, and bring Yulong to die for the king.

"Okay... If something really happens, the situation in Yujing... will be left to you." Xiao Yurong patted his shoulder slowly and heavily.

Xiao Yurong turned around, and Xie Deshu was about to follow him, but was stopped.

"This time, you won't go with me." Xiao Yurong said.

"Don't you want me?" Xie Deshu hesitated and took a step back, frowning slightly and tilting his head in confusion.

Xiao Yurong nodded, "This time, you have to stay too. If not, I want you to lead the imperial army to resist the foreign enemies, whether they are from the aristocratic families or the Northern Kingdom."

Xie Deshu frowned, "But I want to follow you."

"I won't live long, Deshu. You have to live after I leave." Xiao Yurong gently patted Xie Deshu's neck, "You have to stay this time and listen to me."

Xie Deshu still frowned, but nodded, "As long as you wish."

Du Xi hugged the pipa tightly in his hand, bit his lips, lowered his head and said: "Du Xi will wait for the princess to return home."

He has always been sensible and worry-free, and never makes things difficult for others.

"I'll leave Yujing to you first." Xiao Yurong was about to leave.

The sound of a wheelchair rolling was heard from behind again, and Wang Fuxuan was behind Xiao Yurong.

Xiao Yurong heard him and asked angrily, "Do you care about Li Yaozhi so much that you risk your life for him?"

"How many people are left around me? Shao Yan went to Yunshui for me. No matter it's status, rights or friendship, I should go." Xiao Yurong didn't look back and walked forward.

"Yurong!" His hand was grabbed, and Wang Fuxuan staggered to his feet in panic and grabbed Xiao Yurong's hand.

"If it was me who went to Yunshui, would you do the same? Would you be moved by me?" His fingertips were trembling slightly, and he took a deep breath, "What if it was me who got into trouble?"

"The person in Yunshui now is Shao Yan." Xiao Yurong chuckled self-deprecatingly, "How can there be so many ifs in this world?"

She slowly pulled her hand away from Wang Fuxuan and turned away.

"Ha..." Wang Fuxuan covered his face dejectedly and laughed out loud.

His knees were in unbearable pain again. Wang Fuxuan silently clenched his knees, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his fingertips turned white from the force.

"Third brother..." Wang Wanru was frightened.

Wang Fuxuan just looked at Xiao Yurong's back, his throat felt as if it had been burned by a pair of tongs, and became hoarse and weak.

In his hand, he was holding a golden hairpin, which should be a birthday gift given to Xiao Yurong in advance.

He spent a lot of time and effort on Xiao Yurong's birthday party, thinking of many ideas and asking many people.

Wang Fuxuan rarely thought about others and didn't know how to make others happy.

But Xiao Yurong has been unhappy recently, so Wang Fuxuan tried his best to make her happy.

But for the sake of Li Yaozhi, Xiao Yurong didn't even care about her birthday and dragged her sick body directly to Rucheng.

He smiled a smile that was worse than crying and said, "You really don't love me and you don't pity me at all."

Xiao Yurong rode at full speed to reach Yunshui. She had to sleep in the open air and had hardly any rest or closed her eyes along the way.

During this journey, Xiao Yuxie and Huo Zhao's letters came again and again, but Xiao Yurong never even opened them.

Xiao Yurong thought that he was just angry at her for being disobedient and ignorant, and he just wanted her to go back.

But Xiao Yuxie cannot leave Yujing. A country cannot be without a king. If Yujing is left unguarded, something bad will inevitably happen in this period.

Huo Zhao might come, but not now.

By the time Huo Zhao had finished taking over the defense of Yujing and rushed over, it would have been too late.

Xiao Yurong walked into the camp in a hurry.

Today's Rucheng and the outskirts of Yunshui are the garrisons of the Li family and a part of the imperial army. Originally, it was commanded by Li Yaozhi, but his whereabouts are unknown now.

The deputy general in charge now knelt on the ground, saying with great sorrow that Li Yaozhi's whereabouts were unknown after he was ambushed.

Originally, they were evenly matched with the Liu family's defenders, but later they heard that Liu Pinjue had obtained a Qionghua plant that could heal the dead and heal bones.

Li Yaozhi took the risk just for the sake of that herb.

It was obvious why Li Yaozhi wanted the herb, and Xiao Yurong almost lost his balance.

It's just to cure her and give her a few more years of life.

"Send a message to the head of the Liu family and ask him about Shao Yan's whereabouts." Xiao Yurong took a deep breath and forced himself to cheer up.

At least she couldn't fall down now.

She didn't think that Li Yaozhi was dead. Most likely, he was ambushed and captured by Liu Pinjue, or something happened to him.

Liu Pinjue's reply was very quick, and his words indicated that Xiao Yurong should go to Yunshui, which had been occupied by Liu's garrison, in person for detailed discussions, or he should hand Yunshui over to Liu's family without delay.

Xuancheng was occupied early, and Yunshui, which had rich salt mines, was also occupied not long ago.

When Li Yaozhi arrived with a troop of Li's private soldiers, the imperial army retreated to Rucheng and was almost defeated, but it did not show any sign of it.

At this time, Liu Pinjue wanted Xiao Yurong to go to Yunshui alone for a detailed discussion, which was like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth.

But forget about asking Xiao Yurong to give up Yunshui.

But Li Yaozhi...

"***...Now..." The deputy general carefully observed Xiao Yurong's ugly expression.

Xiao Yurong closed his eyes and said, "Fight."

What other options does she have? What way out does she have?

The day before the battle between the two armies, Xiao Yurong sat alone by the stream, looking at the sparkling water under the moon.

Liu Pinjue met her unexpectedly.

Liu Pinjue walked steadily, his eyes were cold and sharp, and his posture was calm, as if everything was under control.

"Sir, long time no see." Xiao Yurong raised his eyes and looked directly at Liu Pinjue.

She didn't even know whether Liu Pinjue appeared here intentionally to inquire about her whereabouts, or whether it was just a coincidence.

Liu Pinjue also lowered his eyes to look at Xiao Yurong who was sitting on a rock by the stream. Her figure was graceful, but revealed the sharpness and arrogance of a person who had been in a high position for a long time. This was something Xiao Yurong had always had.

But at this moment, Xiao Yurong was too lonely, with her skirt fluttering gently, as if she was the loneliest person in the world.

This was something that Xiao Yurong did not have before.

Xiao Yurong used to be the happiest girl in the world, and she didn't know the feeling of sorrow because of her youth.

The world is unpredictable, there are too many changes, and nothing remains unchanged forever.

Liu Pinjue looked calm, "You have lost a lot of weight. Did you not sleep well at night? How many times did you cough? How many times did you wake up?"

In the dead silence, Xiao Yurong looked at Liu Pinjue, "Why do you still ask these questions?"

Xiao Yurong was very familiar with this sentence. It was the concern that Xiao Yurong had heard countless times.