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

The overwhelming rain of arrows was like a red true god descending to earth, sweeping away the humble and tiny mortals.

The fire grew faster when it met the wind, like the claws of a fire dragon, piercing into the flesh and blood one arrow after another, causing the skin and flesh to burst open and the sound of wailing.

Lu Boshan, who was standing in the deep pit, naturally also saw this scene. He was horrified, and without time to think, he quickly grabbed his adjutant, whose body was already twisted beyond recognition, and stood in front of himself to avoid the erosion of the rocket.

Countless arrows pierced the corpses, and Lu Boshan held his adjutant's armor tightly, not daring to relax at all.

"He's still so cunning. The hero is really hard to kill."

Xia Zhiyuan couldn't help feeling a little melancholy when she saw this scene, but she had never thought that Lu Boshan would die in the mountain pass.

This opportunity to kill the rebel leader must naturally be given to Your Highness, so as to stabilize the people's hearts.

"However, as long as he can successfully escape from the mountain pass, there is a bigger net waiting for him."

With a smile in his eyes, Xia Zhiyuan looked up and saw the map of Daliang Dynasty placed aside. The painting on it was exquisite, depicting every mountain and river.

We will go down from the mountain pass, travel light, and reduce the number of people by half. It won't be long before Lu Boshan turns back to Xizhou City, and then I will meet His Highness again.

Under her order, the defense of the Xizhou city wall has gradually entered the repair stage. Xia Zhiyuan does not intend to demolish the wall and rebuild it, but to reinforce the original wall. He plans to rebuild the wall of Xizhou city after surviving this siege.

It is necessary to hire knowledgeable craftsmen to redesign the entire urban plan based on the terrain of Xizhou City, which may take more than ten or twenty years.

But, it is necessary.

Nothing can be achieved overnight.

Zhao Changlin was hazily supporting herself on the bed with her hands, the quilt slipped off her body, and her long inky hair covered her eyes.

“Ji Won…when did you wake up?”

"What time is it now..."

With her slender fingertips against her temple, Zhao Changlin unconsciously rested her chin on Xia Zhiyuan's shoulder. She used both hands to tightly hold Xia Zhiyuan's waist and brought him to the bed.

Before we knew it, His Highness had become so overbearing again.

Absolutely unreasonable.

Xia Zhiyuan was caught off guard and had no preparation. She fell backwards and fell on Zhao Changlin. She frowned slightly, a little anxious, wondering if she had hurt His Highness.

"It's okay, you're not heavy, and you're eating so little, you're so skinny."

Zhao Changlin enjoyed this warm moment. In recent days, all the ministers were on vacation at home, so she was happy to have a few days of relaxation. However, she had given all the orders that needed to be given.

Listening to Zhao Changlin's hesitation, Xia Zhiyuan always felt that she was about to say something, but finally swallowed it back.

"Like...what?"

Xia Zhiyuan turned around unconvinced, his clothes wrinkled and rubbed against each other. The nightgown Zhao Changlin was wearing was not tight to begin with, and now a large part of it was exposed.

Without reaching out to adjust his robe, Zhao Changlin loosened his hands and just held Xia Zhiyuan's waist.

She just smiled teasingly and did not answer Xia Zhiyuan's question. Zhao Changlin felt that Zhiyuan was particularly interesting like this, a look she had rarely seen before. She couldn't help but look at her a few more times and stare at her for a long time.

"Why are you not speaking... Your Highness..."

Before he could finish his words, Xia Zhiyuan felt an itch in his nose and sneezed unexpectedly.

It’s over – so embarrassing!

At this moment, Xia Zhiyuan just wanted to crawl into the crack of the ground and hide himself completely. Fortunately, when he sneezed this time, no snot or saliva flew out.

Otherwise it would really be...a tragedy!

However, Zhao Changlin, who was under Xia Zhiyuan, did not find it funny. Her face instantly became nervous. She supported her body, quickly pulled back her fingers, lifted the loose hair in front of her forehead, and placed her hand on Xia Zhiyuan's forehead.

Experiment with the temperature.

“It’s a little hot…”

Zhao Changlin spoke in an urgent tone. He was barefoot without even socks and was about to get out of bed to find the imperial physician. Xia Zhiyuan was hit by Zhao Changlin's action and reached out to grab Zhao Changlin's robe.

But unexpectedly, it would have been fine if it hadn't been pulled. Once it was pulled down, Zhao Changlin's entire shoulders were exposed, and his smooth back was white with only some blue and red marks on it.

"Don't leave yet... Your Highness... I'm fine..."

If the secret that he was currently in the palace were known by others, Xia Zhiyuan didn't dare to think about how much discussion it would cause.

At that time, not only will the officials in the court jointly report that they are witches, but the people of the entire Daliang Dynasty will also be in panic, thinking that Your Majesty was bewitched by the witch and ascended the throne by witchcraft.

Although it is a bit unfair to classify the system as witchcraft, in a sense it makes no difference, which is why Xia Zhiyuan is anxious.

She knew His Highness's character. He could do anything when he got excited.

"It's already this late. I can't care about so much anymore. Zhiyuan...you promised me that you...will be fine."

Zhao Changlin's frown never relaxed, and the worry that was not concealed in her words made Xia Zhiyuan seriously doubt whether she had some terminal illness. The next second she was about to...呸呸呸呸, how could she say that word!

"Ji Won is fine...really fine."

Covering his nose with his fingers, Xia Zhiyuan wanted to say that it was just a fever and not very serious. It was probably because he had been patrolling the city wall of Xizhou City in recent days and supervising the task of repairing the city wall, and was blown by a lot of cold wind, so he had a low fever today.

"Don't come on, don't I know your body well enough? Can you bear this..."

"Come with me to see the royal physician."

Zhao Changlin spoke firmly. Her fingertips fiercely clasped Xia Zhiyuan's wrist and pulled him over, without caring about her exposed arms and white skin interlaced with the candlelight.

It makes people fascinated for a moment.

"I don't care what the people in the city say, I don't care what they think of you, I just want you to be safe, Zhiyuan."

"If you can't even live to be a hundred years old, then I'd rather you not accompany me."

His Highness' tone was sullen, but it made Xia Zhiyuan feel sad. He wondered if it was because of his cold or fever.

"is it?"

"Your Highness, if I say...I have seen your past and present lives, will you believe it?"

He died on the city wall at a young age, becoming a victim of imperial power. His Highness has been pursuing power all his life, and has also been bound by power in the palace.

"My past life and present life... Do you also believe in karma, reincarnation, and rebirth like the novice monks in the temple?"

"Then let me answer you. I don't believe in past lives or present lives. I only believe in you. If there is a past life or present life, then I hope that I have you in my past life and I have you in this life."

When a naked person speaks love words, it sounds so beautiful that Xia Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say.