The princess is killing like crazy again

Chapter 36 Sincerity leads to spiritual success

Xiao Yurong tried to pull his leg out twice but failed. His face turned black. "I'm warning you, Gongsun Qin, let go immediately or I'll break your leg!"

"I don't want to hear it!" Gongsun Qian covered his ears and shook his head. "My Lord, my brother doesn't want money. He doesn't want a lot of money! And he's not good at writing articles. He's good at housework!"

Housekeeping?

Xiao Yurong's eyes flickered, and his expression changed. He lifted up Gongsun Qian and said, "Why didn't you tell me earlier? Bring him to me some other day."

Gongsun Qian was held up by Xiao Yurong and was treated in such a gentle voice that he was a little uncomfortable with it.

"My lord, you may have to go see him yourself. He is in prison." Gongsun Qin said.

"In prison?" Xiao Yurong raised his eyebrows.

It seems that Gongsun Qian did not really want to recommend talents, but just wanted her to get her brother out of prison.

Xiao Yurong said meaningfully, "Gongsun Qian, you and I are a king and a subject, and we love and care for each other. You really treat me with all your heart and soul."

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Gongsun Qian did not try his best and had a lot of selfish motives, but Xiao Yurong still implied that he was doing his best.

However, Xiao Yurong didn't care about him living a lazy life under his command.

After all, Gongsun Qian is still very useful. Even if he doesn't perform to his full potential, it won't cost much to keep him. But if he falls into the hands of other people, he will suffer a lot.

Gongsun Qin was her lazy yet clever mouthpiece.

Gongsun Qian was so embarrassed to accept it, and said proudly: "Thank you for your praise, my lord, there is no need to praise me."

"As for your brother..." Xiao Yurong narrowed his eyes, "Why is he in prison? The former Taishi family was exiled to the northwest, and the reason you were kept in the capital was because you could compose a poem in seven steps, so we gave you extra grace."

"He was in prison before his uncle was exiled to the northwest." Gongsun Qian shrugged his shoulders. "His former master was the King Yi who was beheaded for treason. Although he was just a junior strategist who had just joined the army and was completely useless, he had never even met the King Yi."

Xiao Yurong could probably guess what would happen next.

She said, "So your brother was implicated by Prince Yi, and after Prince Yi's family died, he was thrown into prison by my father? But because he didn't do anything, he wasn't killed, but just locked up?"

"In theory, it should be like this." Gongsun Qian was unable to put it into words, "But to put it nicely, he is a die-hard loyalist, to put it bluntly, he is stupid and stubborn. He only cares about the well-being of the people."

"Pleading for the people?" Xiao Yurong smiled, "Then why would he follow Prince Yi?"

Later on, King Yi became notorious for his incompetence and cruelty, and his disregard for human life.

Gongsun Qian sighed, "Maybe he was born with bad luck. As soon as he went to Prince Yi, Prince Yi's stupidity was exposed. In less than a month, he was thrown into prison."

"How do you know I can get him out?" Xiao Yurong asked.

Gongsun Qian sighed: "Everyone knows that Princess Zhaoyang is well connected, powerful and influential, and she can make a difference with just one word."

"Okay, I get it. I will get him out before the rebellion is quelled." Xiao Yurong waved his hand to send him away, "You can leave now."

"I am so sad that I just throw it away after use." Gongsun Qin covered his face and cried without emotion.

Xiao Yurong ignored him and said, "Focus on yourself, don't go out fooling around, and don't let all the money I spent on you go to waste."

"Can the affairs of scholars be called fooling around?" Gongsun Qin said righteously as he walked out the door, bent down and picked up the oil-paper umbrella.

He ran into the rain with an umbrella in hand, smiling, "Master, you just keep busy. I'm going to drink some wine!"

"You're still going out to drink wine on a rainy day, aren't you afraid of falling?" Xiao Yurong shook his head.

She thought for a moment and told Yu Shu, "Get him a car. Don't let him break his hands or brain. I'll need it. If he gets drunk, just bring him back."

Yu Shu nodded and followed him out.

Seeing Gongsun Qian walk out of the gate, Cuicui walked in, "Princess, the king wants to see you."

"No." Xiao Yurong didn't even raise his head.

Cuicui walked out again in embarrassment and replied to Wang Fuxuan: "Marquis Huailing, please go back. My princess will not see any guests today."

At the same time, the sloppy Gongsun Qin and the stern-faced Yu Shu also walked out.

Cuicui's statement just now that she didn't want to see any guests was simply a slap in the face.

"They are the princess's staff and retainers, not outsiders." Cuicui explained while stabbing Wang Fuxuan's heart.

"Oh my, isn't this the Marquis of Huailing?" Gongsun Qin smiled playfully and turned around twice in front of Wang Fuxuan, who looked grim. "What are you doing here looking for our princess?"

They all knew that Xiao Yurong was almost made sick by Wang Fuxuan. Wang Fuxuan didn't care at all about the precious medicinal herbs that Xiao Yurong sent to him, so they were taken back by Xiao Yurong.

In this case, wouldn't everyone in the princess's mansion be in cahoots with each other?

He covered his mouth in surprise, "Ah? Could it be that the Marquis of Huailing is here to collect the wine money I owe him?"

"That's impossible, right? Please don't. The Wang family has been royal merchants for generations, with immense wealth. They even look down on the Shuhua grass sent by the princess. How could they come to my door in person just for this little bit of wine money?" Gongsun Qin said with a smile.

He knows what it means to kill someone and destroy their heart.

After saying this, Wang Fuxuan pursed his lips, gripped the armrest of his wheelchair tightly, and his eyelashes fluttered.

"Don't go too far!" Wang Fuxuan's attendants were indignant.

"Too much?" Gongsun Qian's eyes widened in surprise. "I was clearly praising the Marquis of Huailing for his pearls being as good as dirt and gold being as good as iron. How could that be too much?"

He stopped smiling and his tone turned cold: "Isn't it too much for someone like Huailing Hou to trample on others' sincerity and speak ill of them?"

Yu Shu also deliberately timed himself so that he could wait until Gongsun Qin had finished provoking him before carrying out his routine duties.

He raised his hand and used the scabbard of his sword to stop Gongsun Qian. "Alright, don't cause trouble for the princess. The princess asked me to prepare a car for you, fearing that you might fall on the slippery road in the rain."

Gongsun Qian dragged out his voice and glanced at Wang Fuxuan, "Oh - the princess treats me so well, she even prepared a carriage for me in case I fell! Where can I find such a good lord? It's just that some people don't know how to appreciate the blessings they have!"

"Let's go and get the carriage prepared for the princess." He put his hands behind his back and walked away holding an umbrella.

Yu Shu followed him, and when he passed by Wang Fuxuan, he said, "Excuse me for a moment."

It was still a little difficult to move Wang Fuxuan's carriage, especially in the rain.

"Oh, sorry, Marquis Huailing is unable to walk, I forgot." Yu Shu smiled and followed Gongsun Qin.

"This is simply too much! They are the descendant of a criminal and a little beggar who was promoted by the Ministry of Month. How dare they be so rude to their master!" The servant was so angry.

"This is the princess's mansion, you are not allowed to be rude." Wang Fuxuan scolded in a low voice.

Anyway, facing Xiao Yurong, all his dignity and self-respect had been reduced to dust at some point in time.

The attendant shut his mouth.

He naturally knew that the reason why Gongsun Qin and Yu Shu were so arrogant was only because they were under the protection of Xiao Yurong.

Xiao Yurong is the most protective of his people, and they did this to vent his anger.

Wang Fuxuan did not pursue the matter because he felt guilty and had a guilty conscience.

Cuicui was naturally angry that Wang Fuxuan made Xiao Yurong give her true love to the wrong person, but after all, Gongsun Qian and Yu Shu were indeed too arrogant, as Wang Fuxuan was a king.

"A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger and does not know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. Please forgive me, Marquis Huailing." Cuicui said.

"It's okay." Wang Fuxuan lowered his eyes, "She still doesn't want to see me?"

Cuicui didn't answer, but the answer was obvious.

"The weather is cold and the rain is heavy. It's better for Marquis Huailing to go back early to avoid catching a cold." Cuicui reminded.

Wang Fuxuan smiled self-deprecatingly, "She didn't see me, which means she didn't forgive me. If that's the case... well, I have to pay back what I owe."

He stood up slowly, walked out from under the umbrella and into the rain.

Cuicui opened her eyes wide, not knowing what Wang Fuxuan was going to do.

Wang Fuxuan lifted his skirt and knelt down.

Wang Fuxuan knelt down, and the attendants who followed him also knelt down one after another.

"My Lord, what's the logic behind this?" Cuicui hurriedly turned her back and took several steps back to avoid Wang Fuxuan's kneeling.

"I'm here to admit my mistake. It's up to her whether she wants to forgive me or not." Wang Fuxuan knelt on the ground with his head lowered.

His legs were aching badly again. The moisture from the rain seemed to seep out from under the blue bricks and penetrate into the cracks between his bones, causing him a pain like being pricked by needles.

Cuicui hurriedly said, "My Lord, you'd better get up quickly! There are so many eyes in the whole capital staring at the Princess's Mansion. Although we are in the inner courtyard, if this news gets out, I don't know how to spread it tomorrow!"

Wang Fuxuan lowered his eyes, "She said that my heart was not sincere. If my heart is sincere, then it will work. I hope it will work."

"Oh!" Cuicui was furious. She turned around and ran straight to the inner hall.

"Princess! The Marquis is kneeling outside and won't get up no matter what you say!" Cuicui reported.

"Ah?" Xiao Yurong looked up, "Is he crazy?"

Cuicui nodded in agreement, "Princess, do you want to go and take a look? The Marquis and his companions look... um... a little crazy."

Xiao Yurong stood up and said, "Let's go take a look."

Wang Fuxuan knelt, the rain pouring down on his body, and the rain seeped down through his wet hair and penetrated into the hair-thin cracks in his heart.

It's a bit disgusting. Such coldness gives birth to moss that is not visible in spring and summer. The sticky and moist moss spreads out and grows out from the dense cracks in the heart.

My heart also drooped down wetly.

It’s as cold as the ice lake that year, what would Xiao Yurong think?

"Master, why don't you go back first?" the servant asked in a low voice.

“Didn’t I say it? If you are sincere, your wish will come true.” Wang Fuxuan stretched out his hand to catch the raindrops.

The cold raindrops immediately melted in his palms and he closed his eyes.

Xiao Yurong walked out and went to the front yard.

Wang Fuxuan knelt in the rain without an umbrella, and the two attendants behind him also knelt on the ground.

The rain soaked his black hair and stuck to his cheeks. He usually would never show this disheveled look in front of others.

But now Wang Fuxuan was kneeling here in broad daylight, watched by thousands and tens of thousands of people, and everyone passing by could see him.

His lips had lost their color, and even his knees were shaking slightly. It seemed that the old injury to his injured leg had recurred.

"Why are you crazy? Get up!" Xiao Yurong walked over quickly and wanted to help Wang Fuxuan up.

Cuicui hurriedly followed Xiao Yurong out, holding an umbrella for her.

Wang Fuxuan did not get up, but asked: "Have you forgiven me?"

The steps were dampened by the rain, and the rain quickly spread to wet Xiao Yurong's luxurious skirt.

Wang Fuxuan raised his face hopefully, raindrops hit his face and slid down the curve of his face. The heavy rain made it difficult for him to open his eyes, and his eyelashes trembled as if they could not bear the burden.

He stretched out his wet hand and tried to reach Xiao Yurong's hand hanging by the side.

When he touched my fingertips, he seemed to remember something and retracted his hand, "Sorry for getting you dirty."

Xiao Yurong frowned and did not forgive easily.

"That means there is no more." Wang Fuxuan twitched the corner of his mouth and knelt without moving.

"Are you forcing me?" Xiao Yurong frowned.

“No…” Wang Fuxuan dragged his aching legs over, not daring to hold Xiao Yurong’s hand, “I just… I just don’t know what to do.”

Xiao Yurong held his arm and said, "Get up first."

Wang Fuxuan said stubbornly: "I won't get up."

The rain was pouring down and the gloomy sky was frightening.

He had to kneel in the rain while dragging his injured leg, his face was pale and he looked in a miserable state.

I have to say that he looked like a broken flower after being soaked, making people want to torture him.

"Wang Fuxuan! Everyone in the princess's mansion is watching. The whole Yujing will know about it tomorrow! Are you so shameless?" Xiao Yurong said angrily.

She was so angry that her cheeks flushed sickly and she coughed twice.

Wang Fuxuan and Xiao Yurong were both sickly people, but they had to torture each other.

Seeing that she was so angry again, Wang Fuxuan panicked and subconsciously wanted to get up to help her, but he only got up halfway, and his injured leg dragged on the ground, tripping him up and causing him to stumble.

"Don't be angry. If you don't want to see me, I will go back... I will kneel in the palace and won't bother you..." Wang Fuxuan pursed his lips.

What's the difference?!

Xiao Yurong gritted his teeth and said, "Get up! Let's talk inside."

This means there is room for maneuver. A bright light flashed in Wang Fuxuan's eyes, and his expression was filled with unbelievable joy.

He quickly got up, having kneeled for too long, and staggered into Xiao Yurong's arms.

Xiao Yurong subconsciously took Wang Fuxuan's hand.

"Am I giving you a headache again?" Wang Fuxuan asked.

"Shut up!" Xiao Yurong dragged Wang Fuxuan into the inner room with a grim expression.

The two overjoyed attendants behind Wang Fuxuan also hurriedly followed.

Cuicui arranged for them to go to the side room to change into clean clothes and not to disturb the masters' private conversation.

Wang Fuxuan followed Xiao Yurong to the inner hall, and blankets, ginger tea and clean clothes were hurriedly brought up.

Wang Fuxuan was still stubborn and refused to change his clothes until Xiao Yurong said with a grim face that he should change before talking. Then he cautiously glanced at Xiao Yurong's face and went to change his clothes.

Wang Fuxuan changed his clothes before sitting on the chair, with his head down and not saying a word, holding a white porcelain bowl filled with steaming ginger tea in his hand.