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

Xia Zhiyuan was swept by the night wind. She raised her eyes and saw Zhao Changlin sitting in the middle of the crowd. She was wearing a long black dress, with long ink-black hair falling behind her and her red lips slightly pursed.

Her Highness's cheeks were tinged with a slightly drunken red. Her slender fingers were still holding the goblet, and the wine inside was shaking slightly.

It was obviously the red wine that had just been poured in.

This is terrible. Your Highness must not know that the alcohol content of today's wine is much higher than that of ancient wine. If you drink this, and don't miss a few glasses, Your Highness will probably fall to the ground drunk.

Xia Zhiyuan was anxious and wanted to rush forward and snatch the red wine glass from the prince's hand.

This is what she thinks and does.

Now that I have met His Highness, these insignificant people are not that important.

Holding his breath, Xia Zhiyuan felt the scarf on his chest fluttering in the night wind. He didn't know if there was a constant temperature system here or something, but he began to feel hot all over. The closer he got, the closer the air became to the warmth and gentleness of spring.

Rich people are really extravagant.

How could she live a day like this?

A figure gradually came into view in his hazy eyes. Zhao Changlin couldn't tell whether this was a dream or the real Zhi Yuan was approaching him.

The coolness of the wine could be felt at Zhao Changlin's fingertips, and even the breath he exhaled was slightly tipsy. The smell of wine permeated between his lips and teeth, making it difficult for him to tell east from west.

She smiled lightly. If this was true, and Zhiyuan came to see her, she could ask him if this was the other world that Zhiyuan had written about...

Miss Zhao never smiled much. She always looked serious. She was very strict when she was studying at school, and it became even more so after she entered Changxiao.

To the extent that, this priceless and alluring smile made many people stare at it in a trance and they were reluctant to look away.

Just this slight smile made people stunned for a moment.

It is really a flash in the pan, it will be hard to see it again.

The dream lover of the entire Qingshui City really lives up to his reputation. He is rich and wealthy, and he is fascinating.

Xia Zhiyuan took two steps at a time and left Di Ping behind in an instant, heading towards the direction of His Highness. She brushed past the upper class people in formal attire, and Xia Zhiyuan did not stay there for too long.

She had already seen the true faces of the children of noble families when she was dressed as a sickly person, so why should she stay here any longer? From the beginning to the end, she only cared about His Highness.

“Ji Won… is that you?”

"This time, I won't let you leave me..."

Zhao Changlin looked at Xia Zhiyuan who was walking towards him, and for some reason, he felt a hint of sweetness in his heart. She crossed her legs and was not used to the high heels on her feet.

But it’s all because… those maids have to put them on themselves, which is really… annoying.

The distance shortened, and finally, the person he had been thinking about day and night stood in front of him. Zhao Changlin raised his head and looked at Xia Zhiyuan's hair which was a little messy due to the wind.

She couldn't help but reach out to tidy up her messy hair.

"Ji Yuan... you are finally here. Do you know... I have been looking for you for so long? I really want to see you again... I miss you so much."

Whispering softly, Zhao Changlin, who was slightly drunk, sprayed wine on Xia Zhiyuan's cheek, making him distracted and unable to concentrate at all.

"Your Highness..."

The mouth was faster than the brain, and the body memory immediately called out "Your Highness".

Xia Zhiyuan knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he pressed the tip of his tongue against his jaw, wishing he could find a place to bury himself immediately so that he could pretend nothing had happened.

“I’m… Ji Won… I’m here.”

"I miss you so much."

When the important things were on her lips, Zhao Changlin forgot everything. Under the influence of alcohol, she could only remember the few words that she had been thinking about.

Xia Zhiyuan felt a little uncomfortable with His Highness's large hand pressing on her waist. In addition, countless people were looking at her and His Highness. She wanted to break free, but her body simply didn't have the strength... Perhaps it was because she had been lying in bed for a long time without any exercise.

"…Your Highness, Your Highness, can you…"

Before Xia Zhiyuan could finish her hurried and fragmented words, she felt warmth on her red lips. Half of Zhao Changlin's jet-black hair fell on her cheek. The soft long hair pressed against her cheek, and Xia Zhiyuan could smell the fresh and elegant scent.

The bridge of his nose was stiff and pressed against her nose, causing a slight pain. Xia Zhiyuan's cheeks felt as if they were burning and turned red in an instant.

And...someone is watching!

Your Highness, how can you act so recklessly? Do you really not need to consider... so many guests?

Then, Xia Zhiyuan's question was quickly answered. The aroma of red wine flowing from his lips and teeth was even stronger than what he had just smelled. It was obvious that the prince had just drunk a lot of red wine and was now extremely drunk, which was why he did such out-of-line things.

Her lips were being sucked, and Xia Zhiyuan staggered and quickly stepped back, fearing that the prince would accidentally fall off her.

Especially, His Highness was wearing such high heels and was a head taller than herself. Xia Zhiyuan was really worried. She put her arms around him, outlining His Highness's slender and beautiful waist.

It would have been fine if they didn't hug each other, but once they hugged each other, their relationship became more ambiguous, like a couple lingering in the night breeze.

Even Di Ping who was standing by was stunned. Although she knew that Miss Xia was very important to the eldest lady, she was still reluctant to give him a passionate kiss in front of everyone right away.

This is a bit too... too passionate.

Di Ping only took a quick glance and her earlobes turned red. She quickly lowered her head and stared at the black uppers of her shoes to avoid distracting herself too much.

On the other side, Zhao Yihan, who was chatting animatedly with several of her sisters, looked in the direction of Zhao Changlin after being winked at by many of her girlfriends.

I saw Zhao Changlin, who was always cold and restrained to the extreme, hugging a woman and kissing her passionately, even ignoring everyone else.

"When did Sister Changlin become this kind of person?"

"Wasn't she just drinking to drown her sorrows?"

Zhao Yihan looked carefully and felt that the woman whose face was blocked by Changlin was slightly familiar, as if she had seen her somewhere before. However, when she thought about it for a while, she couldn't remember where.

"Hey, Yi Han... do you know this person?"

"I saw that it was Di Ping who brought her in just now...hiss...I'm afraid there aren't many people who can have this honor in front of the young lady nowadays, right?"

The voice of her best friend rang in her ears. Zhao Yihan listened to her words carefully until she heard the two words "Di Ping". Zhao Yihan's expression was wrong for a moment, but she restrained herself very well. As soon as she raised her head, she returned to her nonchalant look.