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

This group of people is just like this.

Regardless of whether they were saved by Xia Zhiyuan's actions, they were still afraid of witchcraft and were terrified.

I was afraid that someone would collude with ghosts and gods to take my life.

Zhao Changlin knew that he could settle the score later, but he couldn't act on impulse at this critical juncture. Giving each of these people thirty lashes would not be a good ending.

So she suppressed all the memorials and did not respond. Cold treatment may not be the best method, but it is definitely the most effective one so far.

Hearing what His Highness said to him, Xia Zhiyuan was slightly surprised. He did not expect that His Highness would agree to let him go.

"Why are you so surprised? Do I look so... cold and inhuman?"

Zhao Changlin sat up from the bed, pinched the soft flesh on Xia Zhiyuan's face with one hand, and looked into her crystal eyes.

"No... I just wanted to secretly come and take a look without telling His Highness, but I didn't expect His Highness to find out."

She no longer wanted to dwell on so many things. No matter what method Xia Zhiyuan used to dispatch the shadow guards, it could be a clever trick of the hermit or witchcraft.

The only thing Zhao Changlin could be sure of was that Zhiyuan would not hurt him or betray him, just like Di Ping who was loyal to him.

But although he said he believed it, Zhao Changlin actually interrogated Shi Chong Jian and Xia Zhiyuan later, and Shi Chong Jian responded respectfully.

Zhao Changlin had his own speculations in his mind.

"Well, then I'll punish you...you have to put me to sleep."

Even without Xia Zhiyuan taking action, Zhao Changlin knew what this little guy was going to do next. It was nothing more than to deceive him, then pat his butt and leave mercilessly.

Do what you want to do.

Zhao Changlin stretched out his hand and pulled Xia Zhiyuan up with force. His knees became uncontrollable and he fell onto the bed.

Breathing became rapid.

Xia Zhiyuan's nose hit His Highness's arms, which were soft and had a faint fragrance, perhaps the smell from the sachet.

His Highness has been on my body for so long that he has naturally become accustomed to it.

For some reason, Xia Zhiyuan suddenly thought of this adjective in his mind and couldn't help but chuckle.

Her forehead was messy along with her hair, and it felt a little itchy.

The culprit, Zhao Changlin, naturally heard Xia Zhiyuan's chuckle. Helplessly, he stretched out his slender fingertips and pinned up her hair.

"what's so funny?"

"You can laugh even when you're being punished?"

The warm fingertips lifted her chin. Zhao Changlin lowered his head. When their eyes met, it seemed as if a raging fire was burning.

In this cold night, we huddle together for warmth.

"…No, I was just caught off guard. I thought His Highness actually needed someone to comfort him?"

Xia Zhiyuan's tone was playful as she hugged Zhao Changlin's waist tightly, with her red lips pressed against Zhao Changlin's ear.

Humming a ballad softly.

"My baby... My baby..."

Xia Zhiyuan couldn't think of a better song to lull people to sleep, so he just hummed a simple and memorable song with lyrics.

Zhao Changlin had never heard such a soft tune. It sounded like the voice of the lotus-picking girls in the Jiangnan area, so soft and gentle.

Her eyes, which were already a little sleepy, gradually closed, and her chin rested on Xia Zhiyuan's shoulder. Before she knew it, Zhao Changlin had fallen asleep.

Zhao Changlin's hand was still around Xia Zhiyuan's waist and he refused to let go. Xia Zhiyuan only felt his neck was a little sore, and there was the warm breath of His Highness on it.

But I can't stay here any longer.

It's time to say goodbye.

His fingers fell, and Xia Zhiyuan gently grasped His Highness's wrist, moved His Highness's wrist away from his waist, and placed it back on the bed.

She turned around and got off the bed, her movements gentle but not at all slow. Only after she stood still did Xia Zhiyuan look at His Highness again.

Cover the bedding.

"Your Highness, I won't be gone for long."

"At least, when those traitors invade the imperial city, Zhiyuan will definitely come back to accompany Your Highness."

"Witness your highness' victory."

If one wants to increase the chances of victory, then one must take risks. Xia Zhiyuan finally let go of the hand that was holding His Highness's and covered him with the quilt again.

She felt very sweet in her heart.

Because of the slight touch just now, Xia Zhiyuan touched the thin red rope that the prince had always worn on his wrist. The red rope that had been stained with blood had been washed clean.

Once again being cared for like a treasure.

"System, start transmission"

"Received the host's command, the system is starting the transmission - the target location has been confirmed, Lincang Prefecture, Longya Village - the shuttle tunnel is being constructed - 100%"

The scene in front of him was plunged into darkness, and then Xia Zhiyuan smelled a cold breath, and the fluttering snowflakes of midwinter came into view.

Even though his feet were stepping on the snow behind him, Xia Zhiyuan did not feel cold because he was wearing a thick fox fur coat to keep him warm.

I didn’t feel anything special about it before when I was in the warm hall of the palace, but now that I am outside, I feel that this treasure is truly unique in the world.

I still have to thank Your Highness.

Just as Xia Zhiyuan thought of this, he heard a whistle and saw a woman leading a giant gray wolf walking in the snowy night.

She was wearing thick gray wolf skin, with her eyebrows raised, and a thin knife on her back. The gray wolf obeyed the woman's command very well, squatting in the snow without moving, but its green wolf eyes were staring at Xia Zhiyuan's every move.

"Stranger?"

"What are you doing here?"

With a provocative tone, the woman seemed to completely ignore Xia Zhiyuan. She looked carefully at Xia Zhiyuan's clothes in the dark and hazy night.

Although she couldn't see it clearly, she could vaguely tell that the style of the clothes seemed to come from the Central Plains. To say Central Plains was not accurate... It looked like a batch of tributes that they had intercepted before and were being sent to the emperor.

The embroidery on it is exquisite and overlaps layer by layer.

She narrowed her eyes.

"I was just blind. Your origins... may not be that simple, right?"

She grabbed the handle of the knife tied diagonally behind her back with her backhand, and with a "whoosh" sound, the blade cut the rope behind her, and the brown rope broke in the snow.

The woman turned the handle of the knife in her palm and pointed the blade at Xia Zhiyuan.

Carried by this gust of wind, the white blade fell on Xia Zhiyuan's neck, blowing off the hood on her head, and the white rabbit fur was also pressed down by the blade.

Xia Zhiyuan was neither anxious nor slow. Did he really think she was a fool? Why didn't she make any preparations before coming?

Now she is as strong as an iron wall, invulnerable to swords and guns, and immune to water and fire. This is something she had to exchange for through the system, which cost her five points. It can last for two days, which is actually not bad.

At least within the next two days, there won't be any danger, but this potion has a shortcoming, that is, it increases defense points but not her health bar.

This resulted in Xia Zhiyuan looking so haggard, with dark circles under his eyes, like a sickly person who was about to die.