Dress up as a sickly person to capture the villain princess!

Hearing the word "I" from His Highness's mouth, Xia Zhiyuan's mind moved, and he slowly loosened his grip on His Highness's long skirt.

The world has indeed rewritten its ending because of my own intervention.

However, King Wen's biggest worry cannot be completely eradicated at present. What's more, Your Highness may have to face the male protagonist who will rebel in the future.

This battle is just the foreplay before the curtain opens, but it has already announced to the world in such a bloody way, do you see clearly the consequences of standing on the wrong side?

It means there is no redemption, with your head cut off and left naked in front of everyone for them to watch.

Being ridiculed and scrutinized by people all over the world.

What laughing?

Laugh at your arrogance, laugh at your ambition that is higher than the sky but your life that is thinner than paper.

Zhao Changlin stood up and ignored the heart-wrenching wails of King Wen behind him. As for the prince who was pretending to be stupid, now was not the time to deal with him.

Only if you keep calm can you cast a large net and catch all the evil spirits.

"Let's go. The wind is raging in this valley, and it is located in an extremely cold place."

"It's not good for your health."

Zhao Changlin's white robe was splashed with some blood foam at some point. She had long eyelashes, and if Xia Zhiyuan ignored everything she had seen before, she would think that the princess in front of her was the eldest princess as everyone imagined.

"Zhiyuan... is fine."

After saying this, Xia Zhiyuan felt his legs go weak, his thin body staggered, his cloak fluttered, and he fell down.

Oh no, the system said that the medicine was about to lose its effect. How could she have forgotten about this?

"You said you were fine, but who did you learn this from?"

Zhao Changlin rarely softened his cold eyes and sighed.

"I will take care of all the trivial matters from now on, and will not let Zhiyuan worry or be distressed for me."

Now that the biggest worry in his mind has been removed, the most important thing for him is to completely recall the guards who are still dissatisfied with him. Zhao Changlin knows very well that he has several thousand shadow guards under his command, and it is already a bit difficult to deal with this light cavalry.

But fortunately, the Shadow Guards are fully equipped, and it is not that a clever cook cannot cook without rice. If they are properly arranged, it will not be difficult to stop 5,000 light cavalry.

"No, Ji Won... wants to follow His Highness."

In the current situation, Xia Zhiyuan felt that it was too unsafe to leave His Highness alone outside, even if there were these men in black armor following him.

Guard against day and night, it is difficult to guard against house thieves.

This was the case with the senior palace maid. She was brutally killed by people in the palace long before the truth was revealed. The person who did it could be King Wen or His Highness.

However, the continuous loss of lives forced Xia Zhiyuan to worry about Her Royal Highness the Princess who was under public criticism.

Will something unexpected happen?

What's more... later on, this war for the throne evolved from a fight for the throne among royal relatives and nobles to a national turmoil, and the country was almost on the verge of collapse.

Even His Highness' life came to an end because of this.

Zhao Changlin looked at Xia Zhiyuan's worried eyes. For some reason, she always felt that there was an indescribable sadness in Zhiyuan's eyes.

Is Zhiyuan worried about himself? But why is he so sad?

"Well, I promise you."

"But you must obey my orders and not disobey my will. Can you do it?"

With a relieved smile, Zhao Changlin's inquiry was almost the most intimate one that the ministers present had ever heard of. You know, His Highness had never called anyone's name like this.

Even when facing His Majesty the Emperor, who was his former father, His Highness had never acted like this.

Although there was a tone of command, it was mostly half-joking teasing from Zhao Changlin.

"Of course, your highness's order, Zhiyuan... dare not disobey."

Xia Zhiyuan gave in first. This body was really very weak. Once the effect of the medicine given by the system wore off, Xia Zhiyuan felt very tired and wanted to fall asleep.

It’s simply better to be young, you can fall asleep as soon as you lie down.

Her voice gradually weakened, her eyes darkened, her nose brushed against Zhao Changlin's chest, and she leaned against His Highness.

Zhao Changlin was startled and quickly covered Xia Zhiyuan's arm and put his fingers on Xia Zhiyuan's forehead. He wondered if it was because the mountain was cooler in the morning and Xia Zhiyuan's body couldn't resist it, so he felt sleepy.

“Ji-won…Ji-won…?”

I called out softly twice, but the person in my arms didn't respond.

Zhao Changlin could feel Xia Zhiyuan's warm breath on his neck, rising and falling on his body, like warm water flowing over his skin.

Forget it, let’s not disturb her rest.

Zhao Changlin stretched out his fingers and carefully straightened Xia Zhiyuan's cloak. After running all the way, even Xia Zhiyuan's clear blue cloak was stained with some mud spots.

There were even some faint traces of scarlet blood.

"Witchcraft... This is the art of witchcraft!"

"This woman must be shameless and sacrificed herself to bring about Your Highness's great victory!"

The sound of King Wen's gritting teeth could still be heard intermittently from behind him, and Di Ping was about to take action to seal his acupoints.

Then I heard His Highness's voice, neither loud nor soft, say the next sentence coldly.

"so what?"

"As a prisoner, what right do I have to speak? Uncle, you should worry about yourself. Let the prisoners in the prison say this."

He used his arms to lift the person up sideways.

Zhao Changlin walked towards the carriage that had been prepared long ago. Her steps were light and steady, leaving only her back to the civil and military officials in the court.

The civil officials who had already taken sides in advance also followed His Highness's footsteps and left the imperial mausoleum.

The funeral ceremony of the late emperor was finally concluded today, and what followed was the coronation ceremony of the crown prince of the Eastern Palace.

There was no word along the way. The ministers who had just defended King Wen also had their own backbone and knew that His Highness did not have any substantial evidence in his hands.

Even if we arrest them all for the sake of temporary pleasure, we cannot punish them.

"Are there blankets ready for the carriage?"

Zhao Changlin pushed open the curtain, put his boots on the carriage, and with a steady posture, he jumped up with a little effort.

This action scared Chunni who was sitting in the carriage, but before she could get scared, she saw her own lady lying in the arms of His Highness.

“Miss…Miss…!”

“Miss, what’s going on…!”

With eyes full of worry, Chunni hurriedly took Xia Zhiyuan, fearing that the prince would accidentally drop his own lady to the ground.

"Slept over."

Looking at the noisy Chunni, Zhao Changlin frowned slightly, but finally said nothing.

Although she didn't think Chunni was a very good maid, since she was someone Zhiyuan trusted, at least she would not harm Zhiyuan.