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

The dark mask fell on the bridge of his nose.

Put on heavy armor.

Zhao Changlin held the shadow guard's ink-black long sword in her hand, her long hair was tied up, and her slender fingers tied the thin rope behind the mask again.

No matter who investigates this matter, she will not feel at ease.

"That's good... But, Sister Changlin, I soiled your dragon robe, you won't be angry, will you?"

Zhao Yihan was somewhat similar to Zhao Changlin. After changing their appearance, apart from their height and childishness, there was no difference between them.

If they were not acquaintances who had served His Majesty for many years, at first glance, one would not be able to tell the difference.

"This isn't fun, Yihan."

"If you stay here, they will only regard you as a thorn in their side... Perhaps Zhiyuan was attacked this time just to force me out of the palace and come here."

"They bet on everything, whether it's the frontier, the northern border, or the barbarians..."

"I may not make this trip, but Zhiyuan is the person in charge of the canal in Xizhou City. If anything happens to Zhiyuan, the project will be delayed... If we want to restart the project, it will be even more difficult."

Zhao Changlin knew that hiding Zhao Yihan here and pretending to be himself was indeed somewhat dangerous, but... this was the best solution now.

She would deploy troops and strengthen the camp's defenses.

The news of the emperor's arrival will probably spread all over the country in a short time. After all, truth will come to light. As long as I am not in the palace for one day, then... there will always be someone who wants to take my life.

To replace one thing with another and escape by stealing.

A military strategist never tires of using hundreds of deceptions.

"Your Majesty, please allow me to follow you!"

The scabbard fell to the ground. Di Ping's face was pale, and her fingers were tightly gripping the handle. After a few days of conditioning, although her body was still a little weak, but... she was almost fully recovered.

The shadow guards’ routine patrol work is no problem either.

Looking at her like this, Zhao Yihan wanted to step on her. Does Di Ping really think he has lived too long?

Lifting her black boots, Zhao Changlin walked out. She heard the buzzing sound of Di Ping's scabbard falling to the ground. She just tilted her head slightly, and the moonlight fell in from the half-open window, and a breeze blew past.

The white moonlight fell on Zhao Changlin's straight nose. After so many days of gloom, Di Ping's words made her smile for once.

But this smile was a bit bitter.

"Di Ping, you are still ill, so you should stay here and recuperate."

"When you recover, you will naturally be needed to take up the post."

His Majesty's voice was very calm, slightly different from the tearful look he had yesterday. It seemed that His Majesty had already made a decision.

Di Pinghoutou choked up and wanted to say something else, but she knew that she could not interrupt when His Majesty had already made a decision, as this would violate the rules of the Shadow Guard.

After living together for so many years, Zhao Changlin naturally knew that if he put Di Ping aside and gave her an idle position, Di Ping would definitely feel uncomfortable.

Therefore, Zhao Changlin continued: "Your original mission is to protect the princess."

"This is what I told you at the beginning."

"If you take my place and put on this robe, there will be an endless stream of assassins and desperadoes coming to you."

"I think you should know that this journey is dangerous... Attacking is easy, but defending is difficult."

After saying that, Zhao Changlin never looked back. Her dark pleated skirt blended into the moonlight, and only the rivets on the scabbard reflected the moonlight.

…………

The bedside table was piled with neatly arranged brown letters, the strong smell of ink almost covering up the smell of medicine in the room.

These are the letters of denunciation that were collected from the reward board that Xia Zhiyuan had posted a few days ago. They contain all kinds of things.

She wants to check them one by one personally.

"Dear Sir, I have recently discovered something strange. The number of eggs in Shanghe Village has dropped sharply, and old hens have disappeared one after another. Even the old hen that the village chief has raised for six years... has also been brutally destroyed... Almost all of its feathers have been plucked out..."

Xia Zhiyuan, with a cold and expressionless face, picked up the brush and wrote in the exact same handwriting: It was done by a weasel.

I don’t know if the ghostwriters in this village laughed to death after seeing all these weird reasons... The tone doesn’t need to be so down-to-earth!

This was already the one thousand and thirtieth letter he had read today. Xia Zhiyuan pinched his brow with his index finger, and he had no idea how many times the candle wick had been cut by Chunni, who was on duty.

Look at the last one!

Then stop!

Comforting himself in this way, Xia Zhiyuan opened another envelope with trembling hands.

Chunni couldn't bear to see her young lady so tired, so she hurried over and carefully put away the things Xia Zhiyuan had examined.

Although there is not much useful information in it, it is the goodwill of the people after all, and we can't waste it.

This is...what the lady told me.

"Sir, I know your great achievements are well known, but there is one thing I have to say. Since you wiped out the pirates in Xizhou City, the group of people who had private transactions with the pirates... There are quite a few families who are my neighbors in the village. They are worried all day long, fearing that you will find out..."

"Not long after, this group of thieves who had done something sinful pawned all the belongings in the house, pushed their carts, and fled far away... But if the matter was just that simple, I would never write a letter to disturb you while you were recuperating..."

Oh, she actually found out something. There must be something fishy about this letter of complaint from the villagers! With her previous sharp intuition, Xia Zhiyuan could smell the faint clues.

"They left for a long time and never went back to their abandoned home in the village... But one day, when I went out to the street, I found that Gousheng next door had changed his name to Biaozi. He stood in front of the hunter's stall and bought some prey... and a lot of traps..."

"But Gousheng used to be the most lazy and gluttonous person in the village. If it weren't for his wife going out early and coming back late every day to sell tofu, Gousheng would have starved to death long ago!"

"He is like this all the time, a shady person... That's why he hooked up with the pirates, gave all the money that my wife worked hard to earn to the pirates, and sold things that she shouldn't have bought..."

"He can't even make tofu, so how can he go up the mountain to hunt, sir? Because his wife is a good person in our village. She usually makes too much tofu and gives it to the villagers if she can't sell it... So, I was a little worried... I followed Gousheng all the way, but I didn't find out where his wife went. Sir, I know that you are also a woman. I have only one request, please help tofu seller Ah Mei get out of this misery... Sir... I won't take a penny for what I said!"