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

Zhao Changlin had just arrived here, but within a few days he had already figured out his position and this...huge organization that was similar to the operation of the imperial court.

But... it's a pity that her huge arsenal has long disappeared, leaving only the vaults scattered all over the place.

…It seems that I should be in a position similar to that of an imperial merchant, and cannot directly call upon the national army.

Fortunately, there are still some servants left in the mansion, so it is not completely alone, and it is enough to guard against thieves.

As for... why Di Ping has different memories, Zhao Changlin still doesn't understand it. He can only make a rough guess and think it has something to do with the strange world he is in.

"Your Highness, is it against etiquette to take me away like this?"

After Xia Zhiyuan said this, he realized how ridiculous he was. He had clearly returned to the modern era, but he still spoke in a flowery tone when talking to His Highness.

Her fingertips touched her red lips, and Xia Zhiyuan patted them lightly twice, complaining in his heart.

"Xia Zhiyuan! Xia Zhiyuan! This is modern times, and classical Chinese is forbidden. If you don't want to be treated as a mental patient by your cousin's husband, keep talking!"

Fortunately, the person being spoken to was His Highness, and Zhao Changlin had long been accustomed to it. The only two people here whose memories had not been changed were the two of them.

She turned around, her high heels paused on the stairs, and the crisp sound suddenly stopped.

"Is it against etiquette?"

"I don't think so."

Zhao Changlin turned around, her eyes clear, she was still the high and mighty emperor, and no one could change her status.

"Everything here is decided by me now. No one dares to disobey me, including everyone outside... They are waiting for my nod and my signature."

Xia Zhiyuan was stunned by the black glittering long dress under the illumination of the crystal chandelier in the hall, and then he smiled with relief.

Your Highness is absolutely right. A person like Your Highness can succeed anywhere, whether in ancient times... or in modern times. For Your Highness, it is just a change of environment.

"But... all of this is not as important as your appearance in front of me."

"My abilities and my powers allow me to put them aside for now and come to see you."

“Ji Won, I’m very happy.”

The slender fingers appeared in front of him, like rippling lake water blown by the breeze, making Xia Zhiyuan purse his lips for a moment, not knowing what to say.

I don’t know what kind of expensive perfume His Highness has sprayed on his body. The top note is like a red rose fluttering in the evening breeze, while the base note is like cedars covered with thick snow in the forest, cold and refreshing.

Xia Zhiyuan's ears turned red because of what she said. She couldn't help but bury her chin in her scarf. Her hair fell down, covering her face.

As shy as a young girl in love.

…………

"Sister Changlin is really not nice. This party was clearly meant for her, so how could she run away at the last minute?"

"Are you going to let me face these ferocious guests alone?"

Zhao Yihan supported his chin with both hands. Fortunately, the people who came were former classmates and friends, or family friends, not business partners or random people.

Otherwise, I will have to apologize.

"You don't understand this, Yi Han...you will understand when you fall in love and your heart starts to stir."

"But... what is the identity of this woman? She looks so shabby, she doesn't look like the daughter of any family."

Just now, they also took a few secret glances.

The woman was wearing an unknown style of clothing, and no one knew where she bought it from a cheap stall. She looked totally out of place for Miss Zhao.

"Also...didn't I hear before that your Chang Lin was having an affair with her personal bodyguard?"

When the friend opposite said this, Zhao Yihan was still drinking his unfinished glass of orange juice. As soon as this sentence came out, Zhao Yihan couldn't hold it back anymore and burst out.

The orange juice fell like a rain curtain, spilling all over the table. Zhao Yihan himself was choked and kept coughing while covering his mouth.

Her big reaction naturally scared the other people, and they quickly took out handkerchiefs and tissues from their pockets and handed them to Zhao Yihan.

"Drink slowly, Yi Han... no one is competing with you for it."

They hurriedly wiped off the stains on the little princess, who was always known for her delicateness, and their concerns were naturally revealed in their words.

Although Zhao Yihan is usually difficult to serve, she is very kind to her friends. She would give them gifts worth hundreds of thousands of dollars at any time. If the other party wants something, she can just say a word and swipe her credit card to buy it.

So, money makes the world go round. Zhao Yihan is surrounded by people who try to please her, so naturally, she has to pretend to be everything.

But I can't help but be kind to her sincerely.

Zhao Yihan patted her chest with her hands and took a few deep breaths before she calmed down. She covered her lips, feeling a little amused and helpless.

"Ridiculous, this is absolutely ridiculous!"

"How could someone spread rumors about Sister Changlin and Di Ping? This is simply... extremely difficult to deal with!"

"See for yourself whether these two people are suitable!"

Zhao Yihan raised her somewhat angry eyes and examined her best friends in front of her one by one. She seemed to be eager to get an answer, otherwise she would not give up.

"No...I don't know."

The remaining few had no idea what had happened and could only scratch their heads.

"I also think that if they were really together, they would have the same model number... It would be so inappropriate, it's not allowed."

The best friend who stood up to wipe the stains on Zhao Yihan's body imagined an indescribable scene in her mind, so she nodded in agreement.

This is simply unimaginable!

No matter how you think about it, it feels very difficult!

Finally getting the answer she wanted, Zhao Yihan closed her eyes in satisfaction, nodded, and gave a thumbs up to her best friend who understood her feelings very well.

"That's right, that's the truth."

"Besides... even if Di Ping had ten times the courage, she wouldn't dare to commit an act of disobedience."

As the saying goes, the more you talk, the more mistakes you make and the more you omit.

Zhao Yihan's two sentences undoubtedly revealed his little thoughts. Every sentence he said was about Di Ping's strengths and weaknesses. It was obvious that Zhao Yihan himself was interested in Di Ping.

So, Zhao Yihan's other girlfriends all shut up. Being young, they couldn't keep things to themselves, so they immediately looked in the direction of Di Ping.

As the personal bodyguard of the heir of Changxiao Group, Di Ping has a high status in their eyes, because wherever Di Ping appears, it most likely means that Miss Changlin is also nearby.

I saw a slender woman in a suit standing at the edge of the corridor, motionless, looking ahead with indifferent eyes.

Wherever you go, you will see a soldier...