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

It was warm inside the hall. Compared to the raging wind and snow outside, it was a piece of pure land. There was also fragrant agarwood burning, and white smoke was floating in the air, spreading from the golden mountain made of gold.

Stepped in.

Immediately, a young palace maid came up to help the two people tidy up their robes and loosen their clothes.

Xia Zhiyuan was not used to it at first, but gradually got used to it and sighed about it.

It is true that the world of glitz and glamour is so fascinating. It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.

Zhao Changlin opened her arms and let the palace maids take off her outer coat. She closed her eyes and still said nothing.

The two of them had an unpleasant argument outside the hall just now. It's not accurate to say it was an unpleasant argument, anyway, both of them felt a little uncomfortable.

His Highness was holding his breath.

Xia Zhiyuan felt more guilty towards His Highness. It was clearly him who provoked His Highness, but now he had to take the initiative to ask His Highness to leave.

No matter how I think about it, it's my own fault.

Even if you post something online - after finally conquering the goddess of your dreams, you end up putting on your pants and leaving!

You will definitely be scolded to death for thinking like this!

So even though the relationship between the two was a little awkward and difficult to ease, Xia Zhiyuan still wanted to take the initiative and talk to His Highness about reconciliation.

No matter what, I have to increase the remaining 6% of favorability, so that the mission can be successfully completed.

The system will let you leave.

She watched Chunni take her clothes away and hang them on the hanger nearby. Only then did Xia Zhiyuan slowly approach Zhao Changlin.

"Your Highness... Your Highness...?"

The voice was gentle. Xia Zhiyuan had just been blown by the cold wind, and her complexion was not very good. Even in this warm hall, people doubted whether she would fall down at the next moment.

"Ok?"

Hearing these two gentle calls, Zhao Changlin finally opened her eyes and nodded slightly. She couldn't do anything about her. Her original plan to sulk and ignore her for a few days also disappeared at this moment.

How could this person be so pitiful? Zhao Changlin was afraid that if he used a little more force, Xia Zhiyuan would shatter in his hands like the glass tribute from a foreign country.

"What else do you want to say?"

Zhao Changlin had taken off his heavy coat, leaving only the moon-white and gold lining inside. A golden dragon was dancing in the air, stepping on auspicious clouds. The dragon head looked back at its tail, its beard curling and fluttering, looking a little playful and not so majestic.

The golden crown on her head had been taken off, and she was left with her hair tied up in a bun, with her inky black hair scattered on her shoulders.

Zhao Changlin looked up at her, with indescribable emotion in his eyes. Before he ascended the throne, many court officials had already submitted memorials to the emperor.

She wrote in great detail in the memorial that she wanted to fill her harem and choose her own male favorites.

Unification was suppressed by Zhao Changlin, and she would undermine anyone who dared to mention it again.

But she didn't want to lock Zhiyuan up in the harem. She saw that her mother, the queen, was unhappy, so Zhao Changlin hoped that Xia Zhiyuan could do what she wanted under her protection.

With Zhiyuan's ability, she can do better things. She is much more perceptive than most of the descendants of hereditary titles in the court.

Seeing the angry prince, Xia Zhiyuan even felt that such a prince looked very beautiful.

It turns out that His Highness is so beautiful when he gets angry. Xia Zhiyuan couldn't help but look at him in fascination. Only a Prince like this has some breath of a living person, who can be happy, angry, sad, and hurt.

"Why... do you have that expression?"

"As if I were bullying you."

Zhao Changlin was originally a little angry, but all of her anger disappeared at this moment. She just thought that Xia Zhiyuan looked good like this, so she reached out her hand and touched Xia Zhiyuan's earlobe.

I pinched it hard and twisted it again.

The warm earlobe felt very comfortable. She seemed addicted to pinching it and kept rubbing it until the entire earlobe became red and hot.

Xia Zhiyuan let Zhao Changlin's hands move without any movement. She raised her fingertips, wanting to respond to His Highness, but she hesitated.

When the words came to her lips, Xia Zhiyuan turned the gun around, changed her mind temporarily, and finally asked. She said softly: "Then... why did His Highness keep Zhiyuan?"

"Ji Yuan... I want to know why His Highness wants to keep Ji Yuan?"

There was a determination in her eyes, as if she wanted to know the answer today, and wanted to know why His Highness would not let her leave.

There were palace maids standing in the hall, but Zhao Changlin took a step forward without hesitation. Since she asked, it would be fine for her to answer her question.

"Because I want to be with you for a long, long time."

"never separate."

"Don't you think Zhiyuan will believe what I said?"

Her dragon robe was slightly open, and Xia Zhiyuan could even see the ups and downs of Her Highness' body curves. She was so sincere, without any hesitation, and said it all in one breath.

There was a hint of melancholy in her eyes, which could not be wiped away or dissolved, just like ten thousand year old ice, unchanging forever.

For a moment, the hall was silent. Even the palace maids standing by held their breath and dared not move, for fear that any sound or movement would disturb this important moment.

The candlelight flickers, and the wind and snow rage outside the window.

The sound of snow falling.

Even the carp in the pond fell asleep.

"In this world, everyone is a citizen, everyone is a minister, but you are the only one who is different, Zhiyuan..."

"You are the most special one."

Emperors and rulers all have selfish desires.

This is the truth that my father and mother told me since I was a child. This is the truth that my master told me since I was a child.

However, this selfishness must be controlled within a certain range and within the limits of what can be chosen.

Zhao Changlin has always strived to be the best, the most optimal, and the most superior. She does not submit to anyone, not even those young men, so from the moment she made up her mind to become an emperor.

She never slacked off on herself, day after day, year after year.

"My name is Changlin."

"That year there was a severe drought, and everything withered. On the day I was born, my mother, the queen, and my father, the emperor, obtained it together, meaning continuous rain, no more severe droughts in the world, and the people had a good harvest and were happy."

"Zhiyuan, you are also my rain."

Zhao Changlin didn't feel embarrassed at all when she said this; instead, she was serious and spoke from the bottom of her heart.

Long, long, never separate.

These eight words kept echoing in Xia Zhiyuan's mind, and then a familiar prompt sound dispelled his thoughts for a moment.

"Ding Dong! Ding Dong! Congratulations to the host for completing the capture of the target's favorability! The host's capture target's favorability value has now reached 100%~"

"Host gains a +1 chance of reincarnation! +1 chance of rebirth! The remaining points can be exchanged!"

"Host, please give this system a five-star rating for its service. See you next time!"