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

Xia family mansion.

Xia Yizhi flicked his sleeves, his face flushed with anger and his neck twisted. He looked at the teacup on the table with displeasure and grabbed it and threw it to the ground.

There was only a loud bang and the white porcelain teacups fell all over the floor. The servants and maids standing inside and outside the door all shrank their necks.

She pursed her lips, looked down at her shoes, and didn't dare to speak.

Afraid of disturbing the master.

"You are such a rebellious son. Do you know what it means to withdraw from Jinzhou City?"

"Your future! Don't you want it anymore?"

Xia Zhisong knelt on the ground and said nothing, stiffening his neck. He did not seem to think he was wrong. He continued to refute: "Father, can't I come back to take the imperial examination next year during the spring equinox?"

"Now is the time to make achievements. If I don't seize the opportunity and leave a way out for myself, can I only rely on the scientific examination?"

He had failed the exams many times and had long since lost all hope, but now his useless and sickly sister had surpassed him and become a high-ranking official in the court.

How can this not make people angry?

Since ancient times... although there have been women serving as officials, there have been only a few who have such omnipotent power. So he was envious, jealous, and hated why Xia Zhiyuan could easily get the official position he had always dreamed of.

"Now even my sister has gone to Xizhou City, why can't I go too! Father!"

He was hysterical, like a raging trapped beast. There was not a trace of pity in his eyes towards his father. He just resented his father for not understanding him.

"You stupid pig, do you know how dangerous the situation outside Jinzhou City is now?"

"If you are not careful, you will be doomed. You have never practiced martial arts since you were a child, and you don't know how to ride a horse or fight. Do you think that if you have military merits, the Loyal and Brave Marquis will give you some?"

"They're just using you as a pawn to be thrown away after use, and yet you're so eager to lick someone else's shoes!"

Xia Yiyi was so angry that he started to curse without thinking. However, this action directly led to Xia Zhisong's rebuttal: "Father, do you really want to say that? Then who was the one who introduced the Zhongyong Marquis Mansion? Wasn't it father?"

Over the past six months, the threshold of the Xia family mansion has been almost broken down by people coming and going to curry favor with them. He didn't believe that his father really didn't know the reason or was just pretending to be stupid.

"Is it just because my sister is so loved by His Majesty that father can rest easy? But I don't accept it. I am the elder brother, and I deserve these things!"

Xia Yi was choked for a moment, not knowing how to refute. He staggered in anger and sat down on the mahogany chair. He pointed his finger at Xia Zhisong's face.

"Well, since you want to go, just follow the loyal and brave marquis. Even if you die outside, don't expect me to collect your body..."

Hearing his father's angry words, Xia Zhisong resolutely agreed: "Okay, I'll leave home if I want to. A good man's ambition is to go far and wide, not to stay in this corner!"

He stood up, flicked his sleeves and strode out. The servants standing at the door did not dare to stop him. They could only lower their heads and stand on tiptoe to follow Xia Zhisong. However, after being scolded by Xia Zhisong, they dared not follow him anymore.

The court is in turmoil right now. I'm afraid that in a year or two, my sister's official position will be more glorious than our father's.

Therefore, he would not fight for money but for his reputation, but to pave the last road for himself, even if there would be great risks in this trip, but it was a risk he had to take.

"master…"

The servants returned dejected.

"Don't worry about him. Since he wants to die, let him die!"

"Sweep up the porcelain cups on the floor, and bring the set of jade tea cups that the Shangshu gave me before, and place them in the living room."

Xia Yizi raised his foot and stepped over, ignoring the mess on the ground filled with broken teacup pieces.

He was so angry that even his beard was crooked.

……

At dawn, the morning sun shone through the paper window, illuminating a corner of the hall. Xia Zhiyuan didn't know when the straps of his nightgown had come untied.

It had lazily slid down to her neck, making her feel a little itchy. Xia Zhiyuan raised her weak fingers, only to feel that she had no strength left in her body.

Perhaps because he had been tormented for too long, Xia Zhiyuan also felt resentful. Is His Highness still born in the Year of the Dog? He is so good at chewing!

She was not convinced and she wanted to protest.

"Ding Dong! The system kindly reminds the host that you still have props that you haven't used. Please use them as soon as possible. How many bottles do you want to use?"

"Isn't that the one you're talking about the one I bought during the last discount?"

It had been thrown in the backpack for so long that Xia Zhiyuan almost forgot about it. Now that the system mentioned this to her, her eyes lit up.

I grabbed the belt of His Highness' moon-white nightgown and held it in my hand. I don't know if it was wet by sweat or tears, but the belt was wet.

In addition, the silk is cool and feels particularly comfortable to the touch, making people love it and linger on.

"Congratulations to the host for getting the answer right~"

"Host, it would be a waste if you don't drink now. This is not the best time for the host to take the first step in his big plan!"

It was so tempting, but it was really heart-warming. Xia Zhiyuan licked his red lips, only to find that they were still red and swollen, and a little painful and sour.

"Well said, good, very spirited... Then I will use--"

Xia Zhiyuan turned over and pressed on Zhao Changlin without any hesitation.

She looked at His Highness's eyes and eyebrows, and saw that his face was flushed, his lips were slightly swollen, and there were even some purple marks on his neck and arms.

"Um... Zhiyuan, are you...are you...awake?"

"Did you sleep well?"

Zhao Changlin asked, but before he could get an answer, he felt a black screen in front of his eyes. Xia Zhiyuan's fingers were wrapped around the moon-white nightgown belt, covering her eyes.

His movements were not as rough as Zhao Changlin's last night. Instead, they were very gentle. Xia Zhiyuan smoothed out the wrinkles on Zhao Changlin's nightgown straps over his eyes bit by bit, and then covered them with his palms.

"Your Highness, that was really unfair. Zhiyuan wants justice. Will Your Highness agree to it?"

Regarding Xia Zhiyuan's "insubordination", Zhao Changlin only felt a sense of comfort spreading throughout her body. She arched her body without any panic at all.

Instead, he smiled at Xia Zhiyuan.

"Jiyuan, you can do anything you want to me... as long as... it's what Jiyuan wants to do."

These few short sentences were full of charm. Although Xia Zhiyuan could not see Zhao Changlin's eyes now, he could not help but be attracted to His Highness.

"Shh, Your Highness, please stop talking."

With his fingertips on Zhao Changlin's lips, Xia Zhiyuan kissed him through his fingers.