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

For a long while, Xia Zhiyuan did not respond to him. Zhao Changlin thought that she was unhappy, so he arranged for more people to stay by her side.

So, I was about to explain.

Then she heard Xia Zhiyuan leaning close to her ear and whispering.

"Your Highness, there is one thing that Zhiyuan doesn't know whether he should ask or not."

Although it was an 'inappropriate question', the inquiring look in Xia Zhiyuan's eyes almost overflowed. Zhao Changlin didn't even believe her when she said she didn't want to get the answer from him.

"Whatever it is, there's no need for us to talk too much, just ask directly."

Zhao Changlin didn't quite understand Xia Zhiyuan's twists and turns, but if Zhiyuan wanted to ask her something, she would answer patiently and carefully.

"Well... it's not a complicated matter. Zhiyuan is just curious about the relationship between Princess Chengwang and Lord Xiaodi?"

I always feel that it is a bit rude for her to call the captain of the Shadow Guard directly, given her seniority. It would be better for her to just call him Lord Xiao Di to be more polite.

Hearing her novel wording, Zhao Changlin was obviously stunned for a moment. He thought about it several times before he realized what was going on.

"Did the two of them quarrel in front of you?"

Speaking of this, Zhao Changlin felt a little melancholy. He didn't know why Zhao Yihan always liked to stick to him and Di Ping since he was a child. However, most of the time, Zhao Changlin could use an excuse to slip away, but Di Ping couldn't.

Sometimes Zhao Changlin even shamelessly used Di Ping as a shield to resist Zhao Yihan's bombardment of him. Over time, the relationship between Di Ping and Zhao Yihan became better and better.

However, Zhao Changlin didn't care at that time. She was going to be an emperor in the future, governing thousands of cities and people. How could she cultivate the leisure and elegance of such things as playing with cats and dogs, appreciating flowers and watching the moon?

"Hmm...Your Highness is indeed a prophet. You can even guess this!"

After receiving a barrage of compliments, Zhao Changlin sighed helplessly. This was a conclusion that could be reached without any careful thinking. What was there to praise about it?

"They have always been like this. You don't have to take it to heart... maybe it will be fine after a few days."

"Noisy, I've been like this since I was a kid."

Your Highness's words were biased, but Di Ping said nothing. There was someone else who was making a fuss, but... after all, one is the master and the other is a guard.

Di Ping is like a dumb person eating coptis chinensis, he can't express his pain.

"Then Your Highness, do you feel that... there is something going on between the two of them?"

Everything else is just a passing cloud. What Xia Zhiyuan is most curious about now is this question. She just doesn't believe that His Highness can't detect the sneaky relationship between the two people!

“I don’t think so.”

Shaking his head, Zhao Changlin recalled in his mind the way the three of them usually interacted with each other, and felt that... if they were talking about love, then this scene would be somewhat terrifying.

Xia Zhiyuan: “……?”

Well, she had overestimated His Highness's ability to understand. Could it be that the three of them had been together for such a long time, and he didn't notice anything?

"Well, if Your Highness doesn't think there's anything wrong, then Zhiyuan also... doesn't think there's anything wrong."

Sitting beside His Highness with melancholy in his heart, Xia Zhiyuan still felt that his sixth sense was correct, but if he rashly intervened in this matter, it would definitely backfire.

So take it easy.

Let them decide for themselves where to go.

"Jiyuan looks very disappointed when he says this?"

Zhao Changlin tilted his head to look at Xia Zhiyuan, and began to reflect on whether he had really ignored the trivial things between Zhao Yihan and Di Ping in the past. But after thinking about it, Zhao Changlin still didn't find anything wrong.

She has a good grasp of her own emotions, but she may not be able to guess other people's family affairs.

"It's not that I'm disappointed... But, Your Highness, are you willing to make a bet with Zhiyuan?"

"The bet is whether there is something fishy going on between the two of them. How about it?"

Xia Zhiyuan spoke seriously, stretched out his little finger, put it in front of Zhao Changlin, and shook the tail of his little finger, indicating that if His Highness agreed, he should put his little finger up as well.

"it is good."

Although she didn't know what happened between Di Ping and Zhao Yihan, if Zhi Yuan liked to play this game, she was willing to accompany him to the end.

The little finger was slightly bent, and Zhao Changlin gently buckled it, like a red string that stuck together without distinction between you and me.

"What is the bet that Zhiyuan made?"

"All ears."

The two of them put their thumbs together for a long time without releasing them. Zhao Changlin naturally knew that if she made a promise, she would have to pay the corresponding price, so she asked Zhiyuan what he wanted.

Because from the moment she agreed to this unreasonable agreement, she had lost miserably, including her body and mind.

"…Your Highness will know when the time comes. Zhiyuan cannot tell Your Highness now."

He was imitating the way Zhao Changlin spoke in the room just now. Zhiyuan was really good at learning by analogy. Now he was able to apply what he had learned immediately.

Zhao Changlin had no choice but to raise his hands in surrender, which was really just shooting himself in the foot.

"But your highness must not play tricks."

"Can your highness do this?"

Xia Zhiyuan looked at Zhao Changlin and asked sincerely, as if to say: Can you really bear to lie to me?

"Of course, it's what you want. Even without this bet, I will do my best to make it happen."

"Zhiyuan."

Oops, I’ve been teased by His Highness again.

Xia Zhiyuan sat back guiltily.

……

The aroma of cumin floated in the night sky. The red flames illuminated Xizhou City brightly. The streets and alleys had already opened their doors. Soldiers were sitting outside the city walls, holding fragrant biscuits in their hands, chewing them like hungry tigers.

There was broth stewing in the black iron pot, bubbling with bubbles and overflowing with aroma.

They traveled a long distance, and in order to save time and attract attention, they rarely made a fire to cook along the way. They ate dry food that had no taste, and they didn't know how long the biscuits had been frozen.

Now, when we get to Xizhou City, we can drink some fresh fish soup and rotten meat soup to warm our stomachs. At this time, even if the king of heaven comes, we will not change.

"Oh... If I could have two taels of sorghum wine, it would be like a paradise on earth. I wouldn't even trade it for the Queen Mother's nectar!"

Taking off his helmet, the man leaned against the stone, squinted his eyes, and drank the broth in the bowl, making slurping sounds.

"What are you thinking about? We have to fight pirates tomorrow... Can you drink?"

"I think you think your life is too long, right?"

Speaking of these water bandits, they had also heard a little about them. It was rumored that the water bandits were vicious and ruthless, and each of them was extremely evil. They would only set nets to kill their offspring when catching fish, and they would kill people from all ages, not even sparing the rats, cats and dogs in the house!

In the past, I had only fought mountain bandits, but had never fought against water bandits.