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

"Humph, but I won't let you succeed so easily!"

"The rest of you, stay here... and guard the princess. I will go meet the legendary young general in white robes myself!"

King Cheng waved his hand and threw his bow into the arms of his personal soldiers. He turned around and spoke to several adjutants around him.

Several adjutants were eager to try and were about to follow the prince into battle to kill the enemy without leaving a single piece of armor, but then they heard the prince ask them to stay behind in Xizhou City.

"Yes! I will follow the prince's orders!"

The leading veteran was the first to clasp his fists. Now that he was old, he was indeed no longer suitable for fighting in the battlefield. It was an honor for him to stay in Xizhou City. Moreover, Xizhou City now needed experienced veterans like him who had experience in city defense battles.

"Father..."

The little princess was anxious. She stepped out with her boots and was about to walk towards King Cheng. However, before she could make any move, the hem of her skirt was grabbed by the shadow guard beside her.

Di Ping whispered in her ear: "Princess, don't be impulsive. Staying in Xizhou City now is the best explanation to King Cheng... Swords have no eyes, I hope you will think twice."

With a slightly hoarse voice and a touch of sexiness, Zhao Yihan stayed where he was. This was the first time in his life that he listened to Di Ping's words and stood there without moving.

Although he quarreled with Di Ping all day long, Zhao Yihan knew very well in his heart that Di Ping was right. He was indeed too impulsive just now. Even if he followed his father, he would probably just be a human target in the battle between the two armies.

If it is accidentally robbed by the other party, it will really cause trouble for my father, and even implicate the people of the entire Xizhou City.

She has a very clear understanding of her own capabilities.

So, Zhao Yihan swallowed back all the remaining words she was about to say. She turned her head to look into Di Ping's eyes, and finally stopped talking. Unconsciously, a hint of joy rose in her heart.

Why did Di Ping ignore the rules of the Shadow Guard and stop him? Was it to prove that she was worried about him too? This was not because Zhao Yihan was being self-indulgent, but because Di Ping did not want to interfere, and no one could coerce her.

Even His Majesty can understand.

Seeing the two of them being so affectionate in front of him, King Cheng felt something was wrong and frowned, but in the end he said nothing. He just told his daughter from a distance: "Yi Han, be obedient. With Miss Xia here, your father will feel more at ease."

"Thank you very much, Miss Xia, for taking care of Yihan. I will definitely come to your house to express my gratitude in the future."

He was polite, knowing in his heart that Yi Han had been sent to the deep palace by him since she was a child and had always been on good terms with His Majesty. Seeing how close their relationship was, the Xia family's daughter would not do anything to Yi Han. Moreover, after spending some time together, King Cheng gradually relaxed his mind. After all, everyone was in the same boat, so there was no need to engage in infighting.

"Of course, this is what Zhiyuan should do."

"You are welcome, Your Highness."

Xia Zhiyuan turned around and greeted King Cheng politely. She smiled and looked meaningfully at the two people who were so close to each other.

Wow, when did these two become so close? They’re secretly having an affair behind my back, right?

This is really how the world is. Alas... If only His Highness was by my side, I would support him in stuffing the dog food back in one gulp.

"Thank you very much, Miss Xia. I will be back soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, King Cheng's figure disappeared on the rain-mist-dappled city wall, leaving only a few of the original people. Under the city wall, the sound of killing was deafening, and the rain and mist seemed to be stained with a layer of blood as they fell from the sky.

Xia Zhiyuan was neither anxious nor slow, and was even in the mood to joke. She looked at the two of them and said jokingly, "His Royal Highness Prince Cheng has left, so why don't you separate?"

What’s the difference between being so intimate and coming out in public!

She must block the closet door between the two of them!

"Ahem... ahem, I was in a hurry just now and didn't mean to offend the princess. I hope the princess will forgive me for what I did."

It was not until Xia Zhiyuan's teasing words that Di Ping woke up as if from a dream and loosened his grip on Zhao Yihan's skirt.

Di Ping stood up straight, and returned to being the motionless, ghostly black-clad shadow guard. There was no extra expression on her face. One could only see her taut jaw and a few drops of water on her profile.

"If this princess doesn't forgive me, what will you do?"

Although Zhao Yihan was worried about her father, she still had great trust in his experience in marching and fighting. At least, when King Cheng was rewarded by Emperor Wan De for his military achievements, Lu Boshan was still playing in the mud in some mud pit.

"Be willing to be punished."

After saying this, Di Ping's waist hunched, and she placed her slender fingers on her chest, pressing them against her chest, and piously admitted her mistake, as if she really intended to kneel down on the spot to make Zhao Yihan feel relieved.

What kind of cosplay are these two doing? Or am I just one of them?

Xia Zhiyuan was biting his fingertips, watching with great interest. Suddenly, he heard the army under the city wall in chaos, with the crackling sound of boiling porridge.

Didn't King Cheng just get off the horse? He probably hasn't even sat on the horse yet. Why are these people reacting so strongly?

Turning the bamboo umbrella handle with his hand, Xia Zhiyuan glanced back and saw a huge army lined up in the distance, holding golden shields. The leader was wearing black and gold armor.

However, that man's figure was not as strong as the several adjutants around him. Instead, he was tall and slender, and his lines looked very powerful.

And that person seemed to be looking at the city wall of Xizhou City, with his neck raised, bathing in the continuous rain, and being carried by the sea breeze.

Thinking about it day and night, this was probably what he was thinking when he saw Zhiyuan today. Zhao Changlin couldn't help but laugh.

After rushing and hurrying, we finally arrived at Xizhou City.

Since I was the one who sent Zhiyuan to Xizhou City, I should also be the one to bring her back and let her return to the imperial city in glory without being criticized by anyone.

"That's...that's...his Majesty's flag!"

"Your Majesty has really come to Xizhou City!"

For a moment, both camps did not dare to make any moves. They didn't know why the current world was not in Jinzhou City, but suddenly appeared in this border town.

"It's His Majesty... That's His Majesty!"

"That's the Emperor's flag!"

The soldiers of Xizhou City standing on the city wall were also greatly shocked. They kept rubbing their eyelids, fearing that they were hallucinating. However, the silence of the city could not be faked.

Di Ping's eyes flashed, and he stood up straight. He hurriedly took two steps to the edge of the city wall, and sure enough, he saw the familiar flag fluttering in front of him.

The man in the lead, riding on a tall horse, looked down upon everyone.