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

Zhao Yihan felt uncomfortable being stared at, so he subconsciously protected his chest.

Looking at her actions, Xia Zhiyuan almost couldn't hold back his laughter. Come on, does this guy think she has a good figure?

"Don't worry, I won't watch it."

"Your Majesty won't read it either."

So, Xia Zhiyuan raised his hand to cover his own eyes, and covered His Highness's eyes with his other hand.

Her tone was slightly teasing.

Looking at the palm in front of him, Zhao Changlin actually nodded slightly.

Although the movement was small, Zhao Yihan still saw it with his sharp eyes.

"Are you two okay?"

"If you have something to say... just tell me quickly."

Zhao Yihan stood up and put her clothes in order. She slept lazily and didn't care about her loose long hair.

"You can't come if you have nothing to do?"

Zhao Changlin placed his fingers on the back of Xia Zhiyuan's hand. She smiled and looked at Zhao Yihan standing in front of them with interest.

"Of course I can come."

"But your Majesty is very busy, so I guess you wouldn't come to visit me for no reason, right?"

Zhao Yihan poured herself a cup of warm tea. She really needed to wake up early in the morning.

Di Ping must have gotten up in the middle of the night to change the tea for her, so it was still steaming in the morning and looked very comfortable.

Why does this sound so weird?

Could it be that - it's irritating to the single guys?

"Ah."

"The horse thieves retreat."

“The expanded river channel has been restored to its original state.”

"But, I have one more thing for you to do."

Zhao Changlin grabbed Xia Zhiyuan's wrist and sat down.

She also held a token in her hand.

Zhao Yihan squinted her eyes and looked carefully, only to find that the token was extremely familiar. She guessed in her mind and spoke it out.

"Is this... a transfer order from Xizhou City Port?"

My father does not have the right to govern the port of Xizhou City. This was a request made by His Majesty when he agreed to grant this fiefdom of Xizhou City to my father.

The imperial court has always attached great importance to ports, so King Cheng did not think too much about it. Besides, Xizhou City at that time was just a small coastal city.

Even if the port is opened, it is estimated that we can only do business with the Daluo Kingdom.

He has never been good at business.

So I didn’t think too much about it.

"Yes, I don't trust King Cheng."

"Your father."

"But I trust you."

"Yi Han, you are going back to Xizhou City just like going home. No one will think there is something fishy about it."

"The transfer order from Xizhou City Port is given to you... to let you guard against anyone who wants to harm the dam upstream."

As soon as these words were spoken, the expression on Zhao Yihan's face changed instantly. Her fingertips were still pinching the teacup, but she couldn't swallow the tea at all.

"Your Majesty, do you mean to suspect... that my father will take action against the canal?"

The tea was shaking slightly. Zhao Yihan could hardly believe this fact. Could it be that...she was really going to agree with His Majesty and draw her sword against her own father?

"No... not necessarily."

“However, right now, the easiest way to destroy the canal is to simply break the dam at the source.

“Someone will definitely do that.”

"As for who it is, you need to judge for yourself."

Zhao Changlin's slender fingertips fell on the ink-colored token. The token was engraved with a golden thread and a huge dragon ball, which made people feel excited just by looking at it.

She pushed forward and stood in front of Zhao Yihan. Zhao Changlin smiled gently, his eyes full of tenderness.

But what she said was completely different.

"Once you find out, I hope you won't be lenient."

"Execute immediately, without mercy."

"This is the right I give you."

"I don't want anyone to cause trouble at the Xizhou City Port under your supervision."

Xia Zhiyuan leaned his hands on the table and looked at His Highness. Soft sunlight shone through the paper window. His Highness's decisive and murderous look was indeed full of charm.

"Di Ping, come here."

Give an order.

Di Ping, who was standing behind the screen, walked out.

She clasped her hands together and bowed to Zhao Changlin.

"I will do your bidding, Your Majesty."

It seems that Di Ping had known that Zhao Changlin would have such a plan. Now, at Longcheng, the person behind the scenes failed.

Will definitely find another way.

As the saying goes, people go to high places and water flows to low places.

If the Xizhou City Canal is to be opened, the water must flow all the way downstream, so Longcheng was chosen as one of the towns to open the Grand Canal.

If one wants to destroy the Grand Canal, then the simplest and most direct way is to kill the person who planned the Grand Canal.

The plan to assassinate Zhiyuan failed.

The person behind the scenes failed to gain anything in Longcheng and would definitely choose a method that is foolproof but risky.

If they could blow up the dam built by the imperial court, the flood would rush down and wreak havoc along both sides of the canal.

By then, the people on both sides will inevitably be doomed, and the scene of purgatory on earth will be vividly portrayed on paper.

"I order you that your responsibility is not only to protect Princess Chengwang, but also to protect Xizhou City and the Grand Canal."

"Once the river channel in Longcheng is dug, I believe they will take action again soon."

After hearing Zhao Changlin's cold voice, he arranged everything one by one.

Zhao Yihan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. It seemed that this matter really had nothing to do with his father.

Otherwise... at that time she might really have to choose between sacrificing her relatives for the sake of justice and being loyal to the court.

"Yes, I will obey your order."

With his hands clasped together, Di Ping knelt down.

She lowered her eyes and looked reverent.

"Oh, by the way, Master Xiao Di, this is for you."

When Xia Zhiyuan entered the room, she had a small box in her hand. Zhao Yihan wanted to ask her, but that would make her seem very curious.

So she simply didn't ask.

"This……"

Di Ping was stunned, looking at Xia Zhiyuan squatting in front of him, holding the box in both hands.

She hesitated a little and glanced in the direction of His Majesty again.

"Take it."

"This is Zhiyuan's intention."

Hearing His Highness say that this was his "thought," Xia Zhiyuan nodded quite complacently.

"The stuff inside is very useful. If you don't know how to use it, I've also written a user manual."

"Just study it carefully."

After pushing the box over completely, Di Ping no longer refused after seeing that His Majesty had given his consent.

Although she didn't know what this heavy thing was, she thought it must be the plan that Lord Zhiyuan had prepared for a long time.

Standing up, Xia Zhiyuan sent the things out, and only then did he feel completely relieved.

Actually, it's a gun.

In this world of martial arts, only speed is unbeatable.

Since the other party loves to shoot cold arrows so much, let him taste the power of hot weapons.

Xia Zhiyuan was also considerate enough to change to a pistol. After all, if she changed to an AK or something like that, she was worried that Di Ping would not be able to control himself.