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

Dinner time.

Xia Zhiyuan picked up the soup spoon, scooped the soup in circles with the white porcelain spoon, and placed it to his lips.

Her red lips were lightly kissed.

"Your Highness, if...there is no news by this evening?"

"Is it...that something has happened at the Gu family?"

Xia Zhiyuan calculated in his mind that at the speed of the shadow guard, His Highness would probably receive news from the Gu family by this evening.

"Yes, I originally thought... that the old man of the Gu family would not be like this. It seems that I underestimated him."

"He always pretended to be innocent and loyal to his country... I didn't expect that he was just a rotten shell."

Zhao Changlin knew very well that if the shadow guards under his command did not report back on time, it was most likely that the Gu family had taken action.

"But this is normal."

“All parents in the world love their children, plan for them in the long run, and clean up their messes for them.”

Zhao Changlin raised her eyes, and a ray of golden sunset fell into her black pupils, appearing amber-colored.

"It seems that the man with burns all over his body is indeed Gu Zhao."

"He was also the one who shot Zhiyuan."

A hammer is fixed.

Although Zhao Changlin did not see the man's face, he could be sure of it at this moment.

"We...if we want to completely strangle Gu Zhao."

"Then I'm afraid we'll have to use the Gu family and the Gu clan."

The taste of lotus seed soup spread in his mouth, and Xia Zhiyuan nodded as he drank it.

"But, Your Highness... In Daliang, Gu Zhao is already dead. Even if they want to search the Gu family, I'm afraid he won't take the risk to come out, right?"

Zhao Changlin did not deny it. On the contrary, he agreed with Xia Zhiyuan's point of view.

"Yes, he is a deceased person. Even... in the Gu family, he is a taboo name that is not mentioned."

"However, the old man of the Gu family couldn't bear to part with his eldest son and still secretly missed him."

"With such a huge family business, it goes without saying that Mr. Gu's actions will make some people happy and others worried."

Xia Zhiyuan continued to drink the soup, scooped a spoonful with a spoon and handed it to Zhao Changlin, and she smiled softly.

"Your Highness must be tired after talking so much. Have a drink first."

"Zhiyuan thinks the taste of this lotus seed soup is quite good."

Glancing down, I saw a round lotus seed in the white porcelain spoon.

It has been cooked soft.

"Okay... since it was Zhiyuan who fed it, I definitely can't spoil the fun."

He took a bite, and the soft, sweet lotus seeds filled his mouth. Zhao Changlin drank a sip of the soup.

He took the spoon from Xia Zhiyuan.

"Then for the next sip... I have to make sure Zhiyuan drinks it all."

She already had a plan in mind.

Gu Zhao's own brother was killed by him.

Old Master Gu must not be aware of this matter. If he knew that his eldest son killed his second son, how could he be so doting on his eldest son?

"Okay... Ji Won, I'm waiting."

"However, it is still not advisable to eat too much in the evening."

Xia Zhiyuan enjoyed the service of His Highness and drank spoonful after spoonful.

She said it's not good to eat too much, but her mouth never stopped eating. Zhao Changlin smiled.

Said: "Tomorrow, I will accompany you to patrol the river."

"It can be regarded as an explanation to the people of Longcheng."

For Long Cheng, the emperor’s visit was almost like something from his previous life.

This only happened once during the reign of Emperor Wan De.

The emperor showed respect to an old general from Longcheng in order to thank him for his half-life of military service.

For this reason, the streets of Longcheng were thoroughly renovated, and the ordinary stones at the beginning were removed and replaced with high-quality bluestone materials.

The entire street was renovated.

"Okay, since the emperor has come, Zhiyuan will go and apply to the government office to let the people on the construction site have better food."

"how?"

……

The streets are decorated with lights and colorful decorations.

The people of Longcheng all had happy expressions on their faces.

The emperor is coming, isn’t that a joy?

"Listen, the sound of horse hooves... What a big scene!"

Standing on tiptoe, the people of Longcheng changed into their best clothes, for fear of bringing disgrace to Longcheng.

"Well, I told you that your majesty values ​​the canal, otherwise why would he come to patrol the river?!"

"I didn't lie to you!"

The two men pushed and shoved each other as they stood together, fearing that they would not be able to see the Emperor's procession.

"Get down on your knees, you idiot."

"Your Majesty's honor, can you just watch it whenever you want?"

The man stretched out his big hand, grabbed the edge of the two men's clothes and pulled them down.

He staggered and looked outside. In the distance, a row of people knelt down one after another. They were also frightened and knelt on the ground with a thud.

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

Soldiers holding spears maintained order among the people. They supported their spears with their hands and knelt on one knee.

Loud voice.

The black horse stepped on the bluestone bricks. Zhao Changlin was not riding alone on the horse. She was holding Xia Zhiyuan in her arms.

"Your Highness, is this... a little inappropriate?"

"Otherwise, Zhiyuan, you should take the carriage at the back..."

Watching all the people kneel down and shout "Long live the emperor".

Xia Zhiyuan still felt a little uneasy in his heart. After all, he was not the emperor and could not bear to kneel down and pay his respects like this.

"Why not... If I say you are suitable, then you are suitable."

"Zhiyuan, you have contributed so much to Longcheng, it is only natural that you should enjoy their kneeling worship. This is not why I am the emperor."

The wind was a bit strong today, so Zhao Changlin put his cloak on Xia Zhiyuan.

Xia Zhiyuan was curled up in his bear-skin coat. Although he was still a little cold, it was no big deal.

The distance from Long Thanh to the canal is neither long nor short.

But she still felt a little happy in her heart.

Zhao Changlin held her waist tightly without letting go, and his cheek was pressed against Xia Zhiyuan's cheek.

The breeze blew through the black hair at her temples, and the golden ornaments tightly bound the braids that Zhao Changlin had braided.

It’s not that Your Highness doesn’t like to tie his hair into a bun like a girl, but it’s more convenient to use a golden crown to tie his hair when he is on the march, fighting, or handling official documents.

If this long braid is not tied up, it will probably block the view.

"Your Highness, there's no need to hold me so tightly... Zhiyuan won't fall off the horse."

She smiled with a dimple, her fingers fell on Zhao Changlin's soft armor, and she paused in pulling the reins.

Zhao Changlin shook his head.

The longer two people spend together, the more familiar they become with each other.

"Zhiyuan, it's rather polite and awkward to say that."

"You are my sweetheart, I can do whatever I want, is there anyone who can't control me?"

"Then I want to see who has the guts to interfere with me."

The whispers melt into the wind.

Xia Zhiyuan heard it clearly.

They have been together for such a long time, why is it that her heart is always moved by a few words from His Highness?

How unsteady!