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

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

"This is an express delivery from Xizhou City, which has traveled eight hundred miles!"

Xiao Liuzi fell to his knees on the ground, beads of sweat pouring out of his head, soaking the long black rope tied to his temples.

From the moment he received the letter, Xiao Liuzi rushed to deliver it to the Qinzheng Hall without stopping, for he was afraid that he would be punished by the emperor for his delay.

This is news about Xizhou City. If he delays for a moment, he might have to go back to his hometown tomorrow and depend on his mother.

Fingertips on temples.

The slight intoxication from the wine had not yet sobered her up.

Zhao Changlin opened his hazy eyes, but what came into view was not the unfamiliar European-style buildings, but... the familiar golden splendor.

"What's the matter... so panicked?"

The notes were scattered all over the floor.

He was almost alerted by the fact that Zhao Changlin was sleeping on the long table. His fingertips were already stained with ink, which was the disaster that Zhao Changlin had experienced in another world before.

It seems to have only appeared in a dream.

"Your Majesty, this is an express delivery from Xizhou City, 800 miles away... Would Your Majesty like to review it first?"

I heard three familiar words.

Zhao Changlin's heart moved and she couldn't help but feel happy. She temporarily put aside all the bizarre things in her mind, stretched out her fingertips, and took the letter from Xiao Liuzi's hands.

The brown letter was obviously well protected.

However, the slight dampness of the paper made Zhao Changlin suddenly realize that it was drizzling outside the hall.

Could it be that... the river was flooded?

Since ancient times, the most difficult thing to overcome in building the Grand Canal is heavy rain and floods that change the river's course.

This is undoubtedly fatal for the newly dug river channel. Even the dam has not been built. The river channel is extremely fragile. As long as a flood hits, all the mud and sand will roll in.

Originally, Zhiyuan wanted to go and take charge, but Zhao Changlin disagreed. If it was anything else, it would be fine, but she didn't want her Zhiyuan to take the risk for such a dangerous matter.

River channel relocation, dam construction, and mining expansion are not trivial matters. Just talking to and persuading the local people takes a lot of effort.

What's more, Emperor Wande was ambitious and during his reign, he constantly raised troops and food to attack the barbarians in the north, leaving little for the national treasury.

So, once the river is moved.

It will inevitably involve the interests of certain local people. They all have their own calculations in mind, fiddling with the abacus beads one by one, thinking about how to drag Zhiyuan from his high position into the quagmire.

His fingertips quickly spread out the brown letter paper.

However, I saw the first word that caught my eye.

Zhao Changlin's heart felt like it had fallen into an icy cave. His movements froze, as if someone was choking his throat and he could hardly breathe.

This is not Zhiyuan's word...

Apart from Zhi Yuan, no one else could receive letters from Xizhou City directly delivered to him.

Her fingers began to tremble. Normally, there was nothing that could scare Zhao Changlin and make her retreat, but this time... it was the first time that she felt real fear.

No...it's impossible...Zhiyuan will be fine!

Why was she so startled here? Zhao Changlin read the first word and then ten lines at a glance. The shocking words flashed through her mind again and again.

There was almost no way for her to survive.

Seriously injured...blood loss...in coma...life or death unknown.

Seeing that His Majesty did not take any action, Xiao Liuzi, who was kneeling on the ground, began to feel confused. He just thought that it was an important matter in Xizhou City that required His Majesty to make a decision personally.

But now it seems that the letter that has kept His Majesty silent for such a long time is related to the accident of that gentleman...

Blood dripped onto the paper drop by drop. Zhao Changlin was so angry that a mouthful of blood fell on his palm and then flowed out from between his fingers...all dripping onto the paper.

"Prepare the horses... I will go there myself..."

Zhao Changlin was breathing rapidly, not caring about how disheveled she looked at the moment. She stood up, trembling a little.

"Your Majesty, you must not—"

"His Majesty…"

When Xiao Liuzi saw that Zhao Changlin's sharp jaw was stained with blood, he couldn't help but feel frightened. If anything happened to His Majesty, the palace maids and eunuchs in their entire harem would have no chance of getting away with it.

"Don't stop me... This is what I said!"

"I...want to go see her..."

"Alive or dead, I want to see the body..."

Her body had been exhausted from working day and night. When she heard the bad news about Xia Zhiyuan, she was like a moth to a flame.

"If you want to stop me, you can try..."

Zhao Changlin could calm down and think carefully about anything, but when it came to Xia Zhiyuan's life safety, she couldn't remain calm, nor could she weigh the pros and cons.

Besides, the mining route along the river... has not yet been built to Xizhou City. If we ride on the previously built official road, traveling day and night without stopping, I think we will be able to see her in just two days.

Zhao Changlin absolutely did not trust what others said. Only when she saw with her own eyes what Zhi Yuan's current situation was, would Zhao Changlin be completely relieved.

Now, with floods raging and Zhiyuan being ambushed by thieves, how can she remain calm?

"Your Majesty... I have no intention of stopping Your Majesty..."

"But Your Majesty...if you are in such a hurry..."

Xiao Liuzi rested his head on the ground, his body trembling.

Zhao Changlin stood still and took a few deep breaths. There were too many things in her mind recently, the dream that was like the Peach Blossom Spring, and the indescribable brilliant night view.

But she didn't care about all this. If it was just a dream, it was fine.

The blood from the fingertips gradually dripped onto Zhao Changlin's bright yellow dragon robe. Hearing the noise, the palace maids who gathered around were all terrified to see His Majesty like this.

I'm afraid that His Majesty is seriously ill...

So he quickly brought hot water and soaked the handkerchief.

Clean Zhao Changlin's cheeks.

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Xia Zhiyuan looked at the thick black medicine in her bowl with trembling wrists, and thought that it would be better to let the doctor hold her elbow and give her an injection.

The porcelain white spoon scooped up a spoonful of pitch-black medicine. As soon as Xia Zhiyuan brought the medicine to his mouth, he smelled an incomparable thick bitter taste.

Sweeping towards the tip of your tongue.

Damn it, she must find the source of that arrow, return her big villa, and return her image as a strong woman!

"Miss, the doctor said that you can't eat those desserts secretly anymore, otherwise, it will destroy the efficacy of the medicine."

"The speed of recovery...is not that fast."

Originally, this minor injury was nothing.

However, the system kept checking back and forth but could not find the source of the arrow, so the system was unable to repair the arrow in Xia Zhiyuan's chest.

She can only rely on her body's own immunity to heal, with the help of medicine.

Of course, without the help of the system, Xia Zhiyuan would not be able to feed the potted plants placed under the window in front of the door openly.