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

Zhao Changlin felt a little jealous. She didn't want Zhiyuan to know that she was jealous, nor did she want Xia Zhiyuan to know that she was angry with Lu Boshan.

She has always been proud, and it is impossible for her to admit that she has weaknesses all of a sudden.

Xia Zhiyuan, who was hugged tightly, naturally knew that His Highness was feeling depressed. As for what happened, he could guess it from the words of the Queen Mother.

Most likely, Marquis Zhongyong and General Nuo said something that made His Highness unhappy, which is why His Highness is like this now?

"Your Highness... Zhiyuan knows. The weather is cold now, Your Highness, please come in and sit down."

"Just now, the virtuous concubine sent over the best tea. Zhi Yuan was worried that he had no one to drink with. Isn't His Highness coming over now?"

With his hands placed behind His Highness's back, Xia Zhiyuan's tone unconsciously softened a bit, as if he was coaxing a child.

Hearing the title of Consort Xian, Zhao Changlin moved his head, looked at Xia Zhiyuan's profile, and asked, "Did Consort De... come to see you?"

You are really bringing up something that is not relevant. How could Your Highness associate it with Concubine De?

"No, but the Queen Mother came here."

"The Queen Mother is very concerned about Your Highness."

Just as he finished speaking, a cold wind blew, and the leaves in the courtyard rustled, and the autumn atmosphere was in full swing.

Xia Zhiyuan took a few steps back, then walked inside holding the prince in his arms. His steps were a little unsteady due to the weight of two people.

As if he had sensed Xia Zhiyuan's intentions, Zhao Changlin slightly loosened his tightly held hands, and the cold wind blew past his back.

She followed Xia Zhiyuan's steps and walked a few steps inside. Such actions of the two of them were naturally against the rules and inappropriate in the palace.

But no one saw it.

So Zhao Changlin was willing to indulge himself and steal a bit of joy in this moment.

As he stepped in, Zhao Changlin kissed Xia Zhiyuan on the cheek with almost some affection, his touch warm and crystal clear.

This caught Xia Zhiyuan off guard. She looked at the prince's smiling eyes and became incoherent.

"Ding Dong! Ding Dong! Congratulations to the host, your capture target's favorability has increased by 10%~ The host's 20 points have been distributed to the backpack, please remember to claim them!"

It seems like she has a lot of points left to use.

Is it that His Highness's strategies are becoming easier and easier to conquer, or... do you just don't want to use them anymore?

Xia Zhiyuan always felt that the system was right. He was like a hamster and liked to hoard these things for later use.

Even His Highness said so.

"It's okay, host. Having more points won't be a burden. When you have time, go shopping in the store. There are discounts for buying multiple items~"

There is also this operation.

But come to think of it, a points tycoon like her deserves preferential treatment!

Those points were all earned through hard work.

"What's wrong? Didn't you say you would take me to have tea?"

Zhao Changlin imitated Xia Zhiyuan and leaned her head comfortably on Xia Zhiyuan's shoulder. Her hair was scattered and her red lips were filled with heat.

Xia Zhiyuan, who was usually calm, was a little at a loss. His Highness was really something. He suddenly hugged her and said some very ambiguous words. Even her niece could not withstand such a fierce attack.

What's more...she is just a face lover.

Why does my heart also beat fast when His Highness feels moved? Am I also in love with His Highness?

"Well...but since Your Highness is holding Zhiyuan like this...I'm afraid we can't drink tea together."

Xia Zhiyuan was somewhat helpless, but he still followed His Highness' wishes and did not push Him away.

If you do this at this time, it would be a bit unromantic.

Hearing the coquettish tone in her voice, Zhao Changlin felt that his soul was almost hooked away in an instant. She loosened her arms and sat down.

The anger in my heart subsided a little.

Everything depends on human efforts. As long as you want, no one can take Zhiyuan away from you.

She will always be with me.

"I can stay for about another hour. I want to have a good talk with you."

There was a dark spot under Zhao Changlin's eyes, and his face looked a little tired. He was still a little different from the princess when he first met her.

Less high-spirited and more dignified and meticulous.

More and more like Zhao Changlin in his later years.

But His Highness saw that his posture was still as leisurely as before, as if he had endless things to say, and he looked at the person he loved with his heart and eyes full of love.

Is this my own illusion?

Or does Your Highness really think so?

"Your Highness, do you have anything to say to Zhiyuan?"

"Zhiyuan is all ears."

Sitting down, Xia Zhiyuan picked up the precious teapot and poured a cup of tea for His Highness.

This was just sent by the Empress Consort Xian. Xia Zhiyuan is grateful for what he has received, so he needs to think about what gift to give back to the Empress Consort Xian some other day.

"Zhiyuan, has Lu Boshan come to see you?"

There was no change in Zhao Changlin's expression. Xia Zhiyuan looked into His Highness' eyes and seemed to find a trace of sadness on that calm face.

Since Your Highness has asked this question, I believe that the Queen Mother must have informed Your Highness.

She knew that this huge harem was simply a giant fox den, and the Queen Mother was the elder fox. How could she unilaterally inform her and not tell His Highness?

If you consider this letter and what happened in the court today, it is understandable that His Highness is so angry.

Otherwise, would my favorability points be gained in vain?

Moreover, the situation is gradually approaching, and although this is all within Your Highness's expectations, the most troublesome thing is the unexpected complications.

If something goes wrong, one wrong move will lead to all the wrong steps. Although Your Highness is confident, it is still a gamble in the end.

As long as it is gambling, there is no such thing as a risk-free activity.

The teacup that was about to be handed over was put down with a crisp sound. Xia Zhiyuan held the prince's cheeks with both hands and stood up across the table.

She looked at His Highness with smiling eyes.

"To reply to your Highness, the Duke of Zhongyong did come to see Zhiyuan."

She didn't seem angry at all, and didn't care that he was questioning her. Zhao Changlin's face, which he had managed to keep stern, relaxed for a moment and he turned his head uncomfortably.

Look at the floor of the room.

Why can Zhiyuan always talk to me so confidently, as if I am the one who is wrong?

"He said he loves Zhiyuan and that Zhiyuan is the only person he won't marry in this life."

"He said Ji Won suffered in this palace."

Word by word.

Zhao Changlin only felt a pain in her heart. Just as she was about to say something, Xia Zhiyuan's forehead touched hers.

A warm feeling came.

Her body was warm, very warm.

"But your highness, Zhiyuan doesn't think so."

With his nose slightly tilted, Xia Zhiyuan kissed him with his soft lips, giving Zhao Changlin almost no time to react.