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

So His Highness has been thinking about these things these days?

I was horrified.

Xia Zhiyuan felt a little sad. She knew that the prince was probably worried about losing her and didn't want her to leave her side, so she made the decision.

When the words came to her lips, Xia Zhiyuan wanted to refuse, but she sighed in her heart and swallowed it back. Xizhou City was a mess, but it was not a complete mess.

If used properly, it could indeed strangle Lu Boshan's power. I was just unilaterally luring Lu Boshan with words, so it must not be a complete trap.

When a hunter goes out to attack, how can he not load the bullet?

"Well, if you don't like it, then don't go."

The two of them sat down. There were a variety of dishes on the table, but Xia Zhiyuan had no appetite. One reason was that she really couldn't eat recently and vomited everything she ate.

You also need to take medicine after meals.

As the weather grew colder, her condition became more serious, so during the first few days when it began to snow, Xia Zhiyuan still had the leisure to appreciate the red plum blossoms in the palace.

Nowadays, he rarely goes out of the house and stays at home, studying novels and folk rumors.

Hearing His Highness say this, Xia Zhiyuan picked up the white porcelain spoon and put it back into the bowl, shaking his head.

"Zhiyuan thanks His Highness for your support. As long as Your Highness needs me, Zhiyuan will go there, even if it means death."

This official tone, coming from her mouth, has a unique flavor.

When Zhao Changlin heard her agreement, he smiled, but he already had suspicion in his heart. Unlike what he had imagined, Zhiyuan didn't seem to have any interest in going to Xizhou City.

"it is good."

In the end, Zhao Changlin said nothing.

She buried her doubts deep in her heart and tried to cover them with soil, but she forgot that one day the seeds will sprout into big trees.

……

After the court officials had been arguing for three days, the result was finally announced. No one was willing to give in, and they all ended up swallowing their anger.

If we let the other party get this position, it would be better for Your Majesty to send someone there personally.

As a result, Zhao Changlin easily made all the court officials obey him.

"The mountains are high and the waters are long. I will accompany Zhiyuan on his journey."

Zhao Changlin was wearing soft armor, a scarlet cloak covering her back, holding the reins with one hand, her long black hair tied up.

The golden crown is hollowed out, and a dragon is flying in the sky.

This was the first time His Highness called himself "I" in front of her.

Xia Zhiyuan stared in shock, his feet on the carriage, forgetting to get up for a moment.

The thick snow on the official road had been cleared, and there were a few young eunuchs holding bamboo brooms in their hands, clearing the snow in the distance.

Behind Zhao Changlin was a huge team of shadow guards, which numbered about several thousand at a glance.

They wore black masks on their faces, held long swords in their hands, and bowed respectfully in the direction of Xia Zhiyuan, shouting in unison: "Greetings, Master Zhiyuan!"

"We are following His Majesty's order to protect Master Zhiyuan and ensure he has a safe journey!"

Zhao Changlin almost transferred all the shadow guards around him over, but even so, she was still worried.

She also needs to take measures in Xizhou City and dispatch troops from the troops stationed nearby.

Only in this way can Zhiyuan be blessed with safety.

Even the ministers in the court had not expected such a scene. They naturally knew that His Majesty valued Xia Zhiyuan, but to His Majesty, the Shadow Guard was a sharp blade in his hand that could defeat an army of a hundred alone.

How can I give it to others easily?

After getting on the carriage, Xia Zhiyuan took the initiative to lift a curtain. She looked outside and, as expected, saw a black horse.

The horse's long mane is shiny and smooth, and its hooves shake as it walks.

This is His Highness Ruoxue. Xia Zhiyuan looked up and saw that His Highness was wearing military uniform and walking side by side with him on the official road.

The fluffy white rabbit fur stuck to her cheeks. Xia Zhiyuan's hair was hanging down by her temples, and a few strands were lifted by the cold wind. Her fingertips were slightly red, probably because of the severe cold.

Zhao Changlin thought about the warm gloves he had given her a few days ago, but he didn't see her wear them. However, when they were parting, he didn't want to scold her and make both of them unhappy.

There was a dark look in her eyes that was fleeting.

That day, Zizhi Yuan was fast asleep.

Zhao Changlin lifted the quilt and tiptoed out of bed. She didn't even put on her shoes for fear of making any noise and waking Xia Zhiyuan up.

He stepped on the soft blanket and walked forward with his back hunched.

This was the first time in the life of the honorable Princess that she acted as a thief. It would not be accurate to say that she acted as a thief, as this was her own home, so how could she be called a thief?

She wanted to find the books copied by Zhiyuan. Although Zhao Changlin didn't care about these trivial matters in the past, she could always see the unfinished books placed by the window when she came back on weekdays.

The ink is mottled and the handwriting is beautiful.

Zhiyuan's handwriting and calligraphy have indeed improved greatly compared to the time he spent in the Princess's Mansion. Now his handwriting is probably even better than Lin Xiaoshuang's.

However, Zhiyuan seemed to be worried about something today. He put away all the books and paper balls and didn't let me read a single word.

Even if you have seen the erotic pictures in the bookstore, there is no need to be so shy.

There must be something strange in his heart, but he won't tell me directly?

After all, truth will come to light. Even the careful Zhi Yuan could not hide the truth. Zhao Changlin stood in the hall, looking at the locked drawer, without moving.

There was a conflict between her conscience and her desires in her mind.

As the master of the entire palace, she naturally had the key to this drawer, but opening it so presumptuously would mean completely infringing on Zhi Yuan's secrets.

However, Zhao Changlin asked herself, she was not magnanimous enough to open the birdcage and let her beloved bird fly into the sky.

Abandon yourself and leave.

Yeah, she's always been so mean.

Zhao Changlin's long, dark hair fell, covering her profile. The flickering candlelight in the hall lengthened her shadow.

Squatting down, she looked at the drawer, her fingertips resting on the mahogany table, touching the cold copper lock.

Before she closed her eyes, she made the decision that she shouldn't touch Zhiyuan's bottom line so recklessly, as that would make Zhiyuan unhappy.

After loosening the copper lock, Zhao Changlin was about to stand up, but perhaps because he had been squatting for too long, his legs felt numb and sore. When he stood up and was distracted, he saw a ball of white paper in the corner of the table.

There are dots of ink on it, which are obviously traces of writing.

Yes, if Zhiyuan had been as careful as she used to be, she would definitely not have forgotten the waste paper thrown on the ground, but my sudden visit today made Zhiyuan a little at a loss.

I don’t know how to face myself.

Zhao Changlin saw all these scenes, so this was the draft that Zhiyuan had written in a panic and had not yet sorted out.

What exactly is written on it?

Zhao Changlin couldn't help but pick up the piece of paper.

She slowly unfolded it, and the words on it came into view.