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

Di Ping, who was far away, still lowered her eyebrows, not daring to look at the eldest lady's outrageous behavior, but she had already figured it out in her mind, as the eldest lady's personal bodyguard, when did the eldest lady... get to know this Miss Xia who couldn't be more ordinary?

In terms of appearance, Miss Xia is indeed as pretty as a lotus blooming in clear water, but she is very different from the guys who usually hang around the eldest lady.

Is this Miss Xia approaching the eldest lady because she is truly attracted to her, or does she have other intentions?

Thinking of this, Di Ping saw a pair of shoes appearing on the emerald green grass. The extremely dazzling logo made Di Ping subconsciously raise her head, and then she saw the familiar face.

The young girl was wearing a well-tailored suit jacket and skirt. The wind blew her hair. Zhao Yihan, who was always disobedient, had one side of her hair dyed yellow.

Adding a bit of aggressiveness to her bright and flamboyant beauty, Zhao Yihan held a glass in her hand, but it was filled with inappropriate orange juice.

The faint sour orange scent was blown by the night wind and spread between the two of them.

The atmosphere began to become ambiguous.

Zhao Yihan raised her eyebrows and smiled, with the typical attitude of a rich girl playing with the world, which was completely different from the maturity and stability of a young lady.

"Di Ping...you brought that guy in, right?"

"Tell me, when did Sister Changlin fall in love with this person?"

"I'm actually very curious~"

The iron tree can also bloom.

She actually underestimated Sister Changlin. She didn't expect that her usual stern and impartial appearance was just an act for insignificant people like them. When she really met her true love, she became so gentle that she seemed like a completely different person.

"I don't know... I just followed the eldest lady's destiny and brought that woman back."

Their eyes met only briefly before Di Ping quickly withdrew his gaze and looked away unconsciously.

"You're just so secretive that you won't tell me the truth?"

"They hugged and kissed as soon as they met. At least these two have been secretly together for a while, right?"

"You wouldn't know?"

Zhao Yihan certainly didn't believe what Di Ping said. Although she knew that Zhao Changlin would definitely not tell her about his relationship, but relying on their blood connection and the fact that they saw each other so often, Zhao Yihan still had some understanding of Zhao Changlin's eccentric temper.

If she could melt Zhao Changlin's stone heart, then she would at least not look at the guest who came today with tinted glasses.

"In response to Miss Han's words, Di Ping doesn't know."

She has a slender figure and looks like a female soldier when she stands there.

Zhao Yihan was often choked by Di Ping's answers and didn't know what to say, so he could only drink a sip of orange juice to calm down his anger.

Forget it. Why would I get angry with a bodyguard?

Di Ping is Sister Changlin's most proud watchdog, so he would definitely not say anything nonsense to her.

……

Naturally, if even Zhao Yihan was unaware of the situation, then everyone who had interacted with Miss Zhao would not know the origins of this "uninvited guest".

They were curious, but also confused by Xia Zhiyuan's unremarkable attire.

The eldest lady usually lives a life of luxury, so how did she get this poor man to stand beside her? Or is there some kind of interest between the two of them?

Whispers spread.

Zhao Changlin didn't care. Her movements were gentle and she continued to hold Xia Zhiyuan's waist. Her long black hair fell on Xia Zhiyuan's scarf. Zhao Changlin's sharp jaw continued to move forward, and she sucked gently on her lips.

Look serious.

How many people have never seen such a Miss Zhao? She is above everyone else and the master of the entire Qingshui City's economic empire. Only others can kneel on one knee and offer roses to her. When will it be the Miss's turn to be so nostalgic and obsessed with her?

"Your Highness... Your Highness... Stop kissing me..."

“Someone is watching…”

“Is it okay…is it okay?”

Intermittent begging sounds flowed from Xia Zhiyuan's lips. She raised her moist eyes, and her tone unconsciously became a little coquettish.

His fingers were hooked on Zhao Changlin's long skirt, and the rhinestones on it caused a slight dull pain, but this was the only feeling that prevented Xia Zhiyuan from falling into it.

Hearing her begging for mercy, Zhao Changlin stopped his actions. She hadn't shed tears for a long time, and there was some moisture at the corners of her eyes.

The beauty is even more breathtaking and makes people unable to take their eyes away.

"What did you call me just now...Ji Yuan?"

Her red lips moved to her earlobe, and her tone was gentle and affectionate, as if she wanted to seduce Xia Zhiyuan to call her again.

It's not that these two words mean anything to Zhao Changlin. She can be the Princess Changyi of the Daliang Dynasty and also the all-powerful emperor of the Daliang Dynasty. Naturally, she doesn't care what name others use to address her.

However, these two words, when pronounced by her alone, had a special charm, and Zhao Changlin liked them very much.

"Your Highness, please stop messing around..."

“There are still a lot of people watching!”

Xia Zhiyuan felt that he was just being impulsive. While lying on the hospital bed, he was still worried about whether the prince was living well, eating well, sleeping well, and whether he was adapting well to modern society.

Now it seems completely redundant.

Not only did His Highness adapt well, he even didn't sprain his ankle when wearing high heels!

If she wore this thing, she might fall flat on her face, but Your Highness stepped on it very steadily, and nothing happened to him at all...

Moreover, this big villa has all kinds of facilities, even three swimming pools, which is something she had never dared to imagine in her previous life.

Also - actually, His Highness was only a little taller than her. Now that he was wearing high heels, he had to tiptoe even to kiss.

Hearing Zhiyuan's shy words, Zhao Changlin smiled and then loosened his arms around her waist. She raised her fingertips to lift up the messy hair along Xia Zhiyuan's temples and smoothed down the restless black hair.

"Okay, I won't mess around anymore."

"It's just that there are still many things I don't understand, and I need to ask Zhiyuan for advice."

Zhao Changlin didn't care too much about the looks of these people from another world. There was only Xia Zhiyuan in her eyes. Even when she spoke to Xia Zhiyuan, her tone was so gentle that it could drown people.

"Where exactly is this place?"

"Is this the otherworldly place that Zhiyuan wrote about in his notes?"

His Highness' words made Xia Zhiyuan stunned and at a loss. She didn't know that the secret she had written on the paper at some point would be seen by His Highness.

"Seeing you're so distracted, I can now confirm... This is where you wrote before."

"Or maybe Zhiyuan has more than just a one-sided understanding of this place. Has Zhiyuan been here before?"