The princess is killing like crazy again

"Anan." Liu Pinjue turned to Anan and said, "Keep an eye on her. Don't let her run around in the next half month. She is not allowed to leave the Liu Mansion except to attend court. It's time for her to calm down."

Anan had a dull face. How could he keep an eye on Xiao Yurong? Liu Pinjue himself couldn't keep an eye on Xiao Yurong.

"Liu Nan! Did you hear that? If she runs away, you will be punished!" Liu Pinjue scolded.

Facing Liu Pinjue's stern gaze, Anan did not dare to say no: "Yes."

"Wait." Seeing Anan was about to go out, Liu Pinjue suddenly called him again.

After hesitating for a moment, Liu Pinjue said, "I saw her coughing just now. Ask the kitchen to cook a bowl of pear soup for her and add some honey."

"Yes." After receiving the order, Anan was about to go outside, but was stopped again.

Liu Pinjue said, "Wait a minute... tell them not to report their homework every quarter in the future."

Anan was stunned for a moment before he realized that Liu Pinjue was talking about his aunt and cousin.

He hesitated for a moment, then said, "My Lord, you are taking extra care of my daughter because she looks like the princess when she was young. Why don't you just tell the princess directly?"

"Who told you that?" Liu Pinjue glanced at him coldly.

Anan closed his mouth in silence.

"They are not like that." Liu Pinjue lowered his eyes, "Qingqing was much more willful when she was young, but she was also more determined."

When Xiao Yurong was young, he would pack his bags and run away from home in the middle of the night just because of a harsh scolding from him.

The guards with torches in hand almost turned the entire Yujing City upside down, but they still didn't find her.

When they found her, she was so small and had already tried to sneak out of Yujing with her bag on her shoulder.

Liu Pinjue brought her back with a dark face, and she sat there hugging her knees and crying without saying a word.

Xiao Yurong's father and brother tried their best to persuade and comfort her, and racked their brains to give her jewelry, silks and satins, but it was of no use, she just kept crying.

Finally, Liu Pinjue half-knelt beside her and said that she would be exempt from half of the class tomorrow.

Xiao Yurong cried for several hours and finally agreed to go back.

But the next day, Xiao Yurong still attended the class seriously, corrected all the mistakes made the previous day, and performed better than anyone else.

That's why Liu Pinjue said that they were not alike. No one was more willful than Xiao Yurong, and no one would not give up until they achieved their goal than her.

Anan raised his eyes and glanced at Liu Pinjue, then went out to carry out the mission silently.

He is the one who is neither here nor there.

Liu Pinjue asked him to keep an eye on the people, and if he didn't keep an eye on them, he would be punished.

Xiao Yurong didn't give him a good look and got angry with him too, so the pear soup he sent was thrown out.

Anan went back numbly to report to Liu Pinjue.

"Whether she wants to drink or not, her body is hers or mine? Is she going to sacrifice herself out of anger? It's up to her." Liu Pinjue threw the spoon.

The porcelain clinked together with a clang, and a few drops of pear soup splashed out.

Anan looked for help at Abei who had just returned from his work. Abei gave him a helpless look and continued to pretend to be a statue.

Anan resigned himself to his fate and went back to continue watching the people.

But Liu Pinjue was still a little distracted by this matter, and was somewhat absent-minded when handling official duties.

At night, Abei was keeping watch outside when the door was suddenly pushed open.

Thinking that something serious was going on, Abei immediately became alert and put his hand on his weapon, "Master."

In the end, Liu Pinjue just told him to go to the west wing: "Go to the west wing and take a look."

"Ah?" Abei was a little confused.

I stand silently in the courtyard late at night, surrounded by heavy dew.

"Go to the west wing and ask how many times Qingqing coughed and how many times she woke up at night. Ask someone to light calming incense, and the kitchen has prepared lung-moisturizing soup." Liu Pinjue said, looking towards the empty courtyard.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Didn't she say earlier that the ginkgo chicken soup was delicious? Let's prepare this."

"Yes." Abei resigned himself to going to Anan to ask about the situation.

Liu Pinjue asked Xiao Yurong if she coughed at night and showed concern for her several times when she woke up, which was a disguised way of actively breaking the ice.

But why does Liu Pinjue still ask her this now?

Obviously Liu Pinjue couldn't give an answer either.

Liu Pinjue looked at Xiao Yurong and said, "I am your master."

"Master?" Xiao Yurong laughed, "You and I, master and disciple, have come this far."

Her tone calmed down, with a hidden edge and no warmth. "I have never guessed what you are thinking and planning in your heart."

Liu Pinjue's gaze was deep and unfathomable as he looked into the distance, as if he could see the changing circumstances between heaven and earth through tiny things.

"People's hearts are hard to predict, why bother to see through them." He turned his head slightly and glanced at Xiao Yurong with a calm look, "You and I are both serving different masters, and it is inevitable that we have come to this."

Xiao Yurong laughed at himself, "Then why did you go to this extent and still say such things?"

Liu Pinjue was silent for a moment. "The situation in the world is like a chess game. People follow the trend and everyone wants to win."

He looked at Xiao Yurong with a slightly scrutinizing gaze.

The girl who was once as fierce as fire is now like a pool of stagnant water, with only slight ripples, and the war will not end until death.

"Then what am I in your eyes?" Xiao Yurong looked at Liu Pinjue, "Am I a chess piece in your hand, or your former disciple?"

Her amber eyes were misty, like the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and looked as if they were filled with tears.

But looking more closely, there seems to be nothing.

Liu Pinjue's eyes moved slightly.

"But have you ever thought that this chess piece is so disobedient and will not let you manipulate her. Her ambition and her desires are beyond your imagination." Xiao Yurong withdrew his gaze.

"Everything you have taught me will become our capital in the battle between us. Will you regret it? Will you regret that I have repaid your kindness with evil?" she asked.

Instead, Liu Pinjue's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a barely perceptible smile, "Didn't you say it before? I'm grateful for your advice, and I won't blame you for not remembering our friendship."

He said: "I look forward to everything you show me."

"You have colluded with various forces, fostered your own party, and attempted to change the world and overthrow the court." Xiao Yurong smiled, "Sir, you really have a good way. Now it is clear that you are plotting a rebellion."

Liu Pinjue showed a mocking smile, "So what? You are able to call the shots in Chule, win over various forces, and compete with me. Aren't you relying on the same political tactics as me? Your ruthless character and your ability to say what you mean were all taught by me."

Xiao Yurong lowered his eyes, "Sir, you must have already set up a net and are just waiting for the right time to close it, right? Sir, you have also planted many spies around me over the years."

Liu Pinjue laughed out loud, and the sudden laughter sounded particularly harsh in the silent corner.

"Didn't you plant some secret agents around me? You know all about the Liu family's affairs very well. In the final analysis, you and I already know each other well." He said calmly.

"Sir, I have done what I have always done. But the outcome of the game is still unknown, and it is still unknown who will win." Xiao Yurong said, "I don't plan to let go."

Liu Pinjue half-closed his eyes, his expression was sarcastic, but his gaze was extremely calm, "Since no one intends to stop, brothers fight tigers together, fathers and sons fight in battle, and on the battlefield, everyone is an enemy."

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

When she opened her eyes again, they were like thin ice in summer, flashing with coldness and sadness, fragile but cruel, "I will do whatever it takes to achieve my wish. No matter who stands in my way, I will not show mercy."

"It is precisely because of this that this world may not be able to accommodate you and me." Liu Pinjue's smile was slightly ironic, "Let's see who dies and who lives."

Xiao Yurong's face turned pale as he tried to suppress the fishy and sweet taste that surged up in his throat.

Just when she was about to give up, a Fuyang Guard came hurriedly and whispered something in Xiao Yurong's ear.

Xiao Yurong's expression did not change, he just clenched his palms silently.

She looked up at Liu Pinjue, then turned and left.

The wind blew silently across the sleeves of the two men. Liu Pinjue looked at Xiao Yurong's departing back, which was like a fallen leaf in the wind, shattered into pieces.

The fallen petals and flying catkins fill my clothes, the withered petals on the ground still smell fragrant.

He looked at the disciple in front of him who was no longer the girl she once was, with mixed feelings, "Finally, we have all embarked on this road of no return."

He is left alone in his sweet dreams of the spring night, with all the beauty on the ground.

And he will leave eventually.

Xiao Yurong hurriedly left Liu Pinjue's sight, and then he could no longer hold on and vomited blood.

"Princess!" The Fuyang Guard next to her was startled and hurriedly supported Xiao Yurong.

Xiao Yurong took a deep breath and shook his head slowly, "No problem."

Shackles that cannot be broken, cages that cannot be escaped.

On this road that had long been destined to death, she was now heading towards her grave.

She looked up at the starless and moonless night sky and laughed.

"Three hundred and sixty days in a year, wind, frost, swords and knives are pressing hard..." Xiao Yurong slowly closed his eyes, as if his heart and lungs were broken.

I held on for too long, and when I looked back along the way, I couldn’t see anything clearly.

I am deeply indebted to my teachers and friends who have been with me throughout my life and death.

It was unclear whether the encounter between Xiao Yurong and Liu Pinjue was premeditated or accidental, but it did not produce any good results.

The next day, the war drums were beaten and the two sides went into battle again.

Basically no one gained any advantage in the battle between the two armies, but in comparison, the Imperial Army, which had less coordination and fewer people, suffered more.

Xiao Yurong was led into Yunshui, but surprisingly, after being besieged, the Liu army did not take any additional actions.

Instead, Xiao Yurong was invited to come before Liu Pinjue.

"You didn't want to talk before, but now that it has come to this, don't you still have to talk?" Liu Pinjue looked down with a calm expression.

"You want Yunshui and Chule, so you might as well just kill me instead of talking about peace?" Xiao Yurong smiled sarcastically.

Liu Pinjue curled his lips and said, "If I kill you, how could your brother still be willing to maintain the false appearance of peace? He would have already fought to the death with me."

It all comes down to weighing the pros and cons.

Xiao Yurong lowered his eyebrows, "You just want to nibble away at us and encircle us step by step?"

"Well, although Dugu Ying promised you that he would not harm you within three years, the oath of the barbarians is hard to trust. Besides, he promised this for you. If you die, there is no guarantee that he will not change his mind." Liu Pinjue was quite frank.

"If I take action now, I will be attacked from both sides, which is too risky. If you want Chu Le, you can take it slow. There is no need to rush. Great achievements will be achieved in the future." He said.

"My contribution will be passed down to future generations... Ha..." Xiao Yurong's breathing was a little uneven. He covered his face with the back of his hand and laughed, "Haha——"

Liu Pinjue frowned slightly, "You..."

"What do you want?" Xiao Yurong's tone turned completely cold.

Liu Pinjue said: "Yunshui, withdraw the troops and kill Yi Yan."

Xiao Yurong sneered, stared at Liu Pinjue, and said through gritted teeth: "Don't even think about it."

"Leave Yunshui's inexhaustible salt mines to you? Withdraw the troops and let you continue to recuperate, and then attack south after digesting Yunshui's wealth? Kill Yi Yan and cut off your own arm?" Xiao Yurong almost laughed to tears, "How can you think so well? Liu Pinjue, I really think too well of you."

Having learned from the previous experience and knowing what was going on, she still took this step.

It was in vain that she lived this life again and made all the calculations.

At the end of the day, it’s business as usual.

"Why do you want Yi Yan to die so much?" Xiao Yurong half covered his face, as if he had calmed down.

Liu Pinjue's eyes turned cold and he said, "He can't stay."

I had heard before that an extraordinary person would appear, and I thought he was some amazing person, so these exaggerated rumors came out.

Later, Yi Yan was recruited by Xiao Yurong. Liu Pinjue saw him several times and sent people to investigate, but still did not suspect anything.

Even when Yi Yan sneaked into Yunzhou to steal secret information, Liu Pinjue was not too vigilant.

When Yi Yan was guarding Yunshui, he actually fought with him, and only then did Liu Pinjue realize that something was wrong.

If this kind of mentality is not eliminated now, it will become a big problem in the future.

Moreover, Yi Yan knew too many things that he shouldn't know. Even the unfounded nonsense he said was like a prophecy, which made Liu Pinjue particularly concerned.

But Yi Yan is not like Li Yaozhi. Li Yaozhi can still be negotiated, but Yi Yan will only turn everything upside down.

Such dangers must be nipped in the bud.

"You just can't keep him? It was clearly me who wanted him before, and you said that I was excited to see the prey, and your words were full of praise." Xiao Yurong said.

Liu Pinjue raised his eyebrows slightly, "Things are different now. He also hurt Anan. Anan has known you since the day you became his disciple. We have known each other for many years. Isn't he inferior to Yi Yan?"

Xiao Yurong looked up at Abei, who was pretending to be a wood worker beside Liu Pinjue, and did not give an answer.

Ever since he got into trouble last time, Anan was sent back to Yunzhou by Liu Pinjue to handle affairs, and also to keep an eye on the clan elders to make sure there were no unusual moves.

Now it has been a long time since we last met.

Liu Pinjue propped up his head, his eyes were dim, but he seemed to be smiling, and his tone was as gentle as if he was coaxing a child: "As long as you agree, I will let you go back, and I will also give you Qionghua. In the short term, I will not continue to attack Rucheng and will go all the way south."

Liu Pinjue offered seemingly generous conditions, but Xiao Yurong was unwilling to accept them.

Not to mention the crises and fangs hidden behind these conditions, it would be impossible to kill Yi Yan alone.

Yi Yan's whereabouts are still unknown, and the Fuyang Guards cannot find him.

Xiao Yurong could only pray that someone like Yi Yan must have used some clever tricks and hid somewhere.

"I won't ask you to kill him." Xiao Yurong said.

"But he has already promised his life to me in exchange for yours." Liu Pinjue half-closed his eyes, and was surprisingly nonchalant and gentle.

Xiao Yurong suddenly realized something.