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

Zhao Changlin was stunned as her throat moved. The word "Queen" faintly echoed in her ears. Her heart was in turmoil. Was this what Zhiyuan wanted?

Then why didn't she tell me earlier?

"Is this what you really mean?"

“Ji Won, if this is what you want… then I can give it to you.”

"But I'll trouble you to wait a little longer."

Zhao Changlin tugged at the folds of Xia Zhiyuan's dress, motioning her to move a little closer and stand beside him.

Her eyes fell on the slender fingertips of His Highness, Xia Zhiyuan smiled, and walked over obediently. She originally wanted to talk to His Highness about some "official business", but before she could say a few words, she was bewitched by His Highness.

This is truly a sin.

"It doesn't matter. Zhiyuan believes that as long as His Highness promises Zhiyuan, he will definitely do it."

"Your Highness never breaks his word, right?"

With legs spread, Xia Zhiyuan sat on Zhao Changlin, their shoulders touching, full of tenderness and affection.

There was pleasant-smelling incense burning in the hall, with a faint woody scent, like the scent of His Highness, steady and calm, with a hint of calm and restraint.

"Yes, in this world, no one can get my promise, except you, Zhiyuan...only you."

I am willing to agree to all your requests.

"In that case, it is Zhiyuan's honor..."

His fingertips moved freely from Zhao Changlin's back to his shoulders. Xia Zhiyuan touched him so firmly that even the smooth silk became wrinkled.

Finally, Xia Zhiyuan's fingers stopped on Zhao Changlin's cheek. She pinched it lightly, and the few soft flesh on his thin face was also pinched by Xia Zhiyuan.

Zhao Changlin had no choice but to follow her wishes and tilt his head.

"Your Highness must also promise Zhiyuan... to be careful on the way to Xizhou City and be sure to take good care of yourself."

"I will be waiting there for your Highness to arrive."

"Give back to your Highness the Xizhou City that he desires, a Xizhou City that is no longer barren and no longer hungry."

Now that you have made a promise, you must keep it.

Xia Zhiyuan felt that her big talk about a prosperous and peaceful era was a bit too far-fetched, but she was still confident that Xizhou City would be able to have enough food to eat after the chaos and war.

No matter what, the geographical location of Xizhou City is not bad. It is much better than the vast desert in Moxi. Fishermen live by the sea and make their living from the sea.

As long as the port trade can be established and connected with the trade routes in the Central Plains, the future of Xizhou City will surely be bright.

"I believe you, Zhiyuan... Is there anything in this world that you can't do?"

"I have read the proposals you sent me before. However, the routes in the middle still need to be surveyed by the people sent out before we can know whether they are suitable for paving roads or building bridges."

It was unimaginable that while His Highness and I were being so tender and affectionate, we also had to talk about a bunch of official matters.

Sure enough, power is a double-edged sword.

When Zhao Changlin said this, she was expressing her admiration for Xia Zhiyuan's talent from the bottom of her heart. Should she thank God for sending such a good Zhiyuan to her?

"Does Your Highness really want to praise me like this?"

"Ji Yuan...I feel a little embarrassed. I have no shame."

After saying that, she moved closer, put her red lips next to Zhao Changlin's earlobe, and kissed it gently.

She whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"However, since you are only speaking to Zhiyuan, then Zhiyuan will accept your compliment with a smile."

"how?"

The warm breath, like the broken words, fell wetly on his ears. Zhao Changlin only felt his breathing quickened. At this time, he wanted to untie the white cloth covering his eyes.

She wanted to take a good look at Xia Zhiyuan's appearance and carefully copy the contours of her face. Only in this way would Zhao Changlin feel that this was not a dream but a real thing.

Her Zhiyuan will never leave her.

"You are quite clever. Do you want to hear it? If you want to hear it, I will tell you about it for the rest of your life, okay?"

Zhao Changlin did not resist Xia Zhiyuan's misbehavior. Instead, he put his arms around her waist and used some strength to press her into his arms.

Leaning on her chest and listening to the sound of her heart beating, Zhao Changlin didn't want to let go, because she knew that as soon as she let go, Xia Zhiyuan would definitely leave.

So let her have a dream that will never leave her within a limited time.

"No, Your Highness, you know that the reason why a promise is a promise and the reason why love is love is because... it cannot be easily said out loud."

"Ji Yuan doesn't need Your Highness to make too many promises to Zhi Yuan. As long as Your Highness stays by Zhi Yuan's side from now on, that's enough."

"Spring snow, year after year."

The other hand gently pulled the long ribbon on Zhao Changlin's black hair, and with a flick of his fingertips, the white satin loosened slightly, spreading out like a waterfall and falling on Zhao Changlin's shoulders.

His vision was finally no longer blocked. Zhao Changlin raised his eyes and what came into view was the face he had been longing for.

Xia Zhiyuan smiled and gave Zhao Changlin a warm kiss on the cheek. Her wrist was wrapped in white silk.

"Spring... snow, year after year...year after year."

Muttered to himself.

Zhao Changlin repeated what Xia Zhiyuan had just said and felt his heart beating.

"Well, didn't His Highness say that we would be together forever and never separate?"

"This is Zhiyuan's response to Your Highness."

Having said so many romantic words, they seemed to become as ordinary as plain meals. Xia Zhiyuan had long been accustomed to them.

"You..."

"You always know what to say to please me the most. Is that intentional?"

Zhao Changlin straightened his body and pressed Xia Zhiyuan on the table. The patterns on the chessboard were like the Milky Way, and Xia Zhiyuan's long black hair fell on the brown chessboard.

The hairpin on her head, with pearls and jade, swayed slightly.

Her fingertips were like a scepter of strategy, drawing a route map on Xia Zhiyuan's chest bit by bit, landing on the chessboard, and then returning.

As if it was intentional, he even increased the force.

When His Highness's finger turned back for the third time, Xia Zhiyuan's delicate eyebrows frowned, and he had already figured out what it was.

Your Highness is really something, can't you just say it directly? You have to play these ambiguous tricks, she really can't control herself.

"Is this the route that Your Highness...measured?"

As expected of her Zhiyuan, she guessed it right away. Zhao Changlin's fingertips finally stopped at Xia Zhiyuan's heart. She smiled and narrowed her eyes.

The tone was gentle, but the words spoken made people tremble all over and couldn't help but weaken.

"Yes, I want him to die without a burial place, and I want him to never covet my Zhi Yuan again."

“It’s time to cast this big net.”