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

The worry that had been bothering me was finally put to rest.

Zhao Changlin lay in the bathtub. The warm water seemed to wash away the fatigue in her body. She squinted her eyes slightly.

Then I saw a graceful figure walking towards me in the hot mist.

The long hair was pinned up and draped loosely behind her like a waterfall.

Covered the snow-capped mountain peaks.

The slender jade legs fell down, the sound of water rang out, ripples spread out, and Xia Zhiyuan sat down.

Zhao Changlin just raised his eyes and saw the wound on Xia Zhiyuan's chest clearly. The scar there had become very faint and new flesh had grown.

As pink as a blooming crabapple flower.

"Your Highness...what's wrong?"

“But are there any drops of water on Zhiyuan’s cheek?”

As soon as he asked the question in confusion, Zhao Changlin had already swam over, with his fingers resting on the bottom of the pool. His body and eyelashes were wet by the water.

She used her other hand to poke the water surface, slowly lifted it up from the water, and placed her fingertips on Xia Zhiyuan's injured chest...

The skin there was no longer smooth, but was replaced by scars crisscrossing across his body like those on his own body.

"It's much better."

"However, the daily scar removal plaster should not be discontinued."

"Otherwise, there will still be traces left."

Zhao Changlin slightly opened his red lips and took it in.

"hiss……"

Xia Zhiyuan groaned due to his body's instinctive reaction. He didn't feel anything was wrong with the healed wound.

As soon as the prince bit him, Xia Zhiyuan felt like he had lost his sense of direction.

Leaning back, Xia Zhiyuan's back rested on the cold bathtub, and his fingers involuntarily rested on the prince's smooth waist.

"It's okay... Your Highness, it's just a small scar... Your Highness doesn't need to worry about it."

"Zhiyuan thinks it's...very pretty."

"After all, doesn't His Highness have some too...?"

Although his words were intermittent, Xia Zhiyuan was full of care and tolerance for His Highness' occasional insolence and unruliness.

The warmth of the pool water wrapped around my body and it was extremely comfortable.

The tip of the tongue brushed against hers, but Zhao Changlin closed her eyes and didn't think so. She felt the fit of their bodies.

The tone was a little muffled.

"Jiyuan, you always comfort me like this...but you know, when I see you like this...I feel like...I haven't protected you well enough."

This sentence made Xia Zhiyuan chuckle softly.

She opened her mouth and said softly: "Your Highness's words always remind me of a sentence..."

"Because of love and care, I often feel indebted."

"Is that what you think, Your Highness?"

Zhao Changlin was stunned when his secret was exposed, and then he gently bit Xia Zhiyuan's arm.

The tip of the teeth picked up the skin and ground it slowly.

"Yeah... Ji Won, you always see through me so easily."

"It's really too much..."

Raising her eyes, she saw that half of Zhao Changlin's long hair was wet, and she let go of the skin on Xia Zhiyuan's shoulder.

I put my fingertips close to it and felt the faint teeth mark. I didn't use much force, but it still looked like... a red mark.

"But... Zhiyuan doesn't think it's excessive..."

Before Xia Zhiyuan could finish the rest of his sentence, Zhao Changlin suddenly approached and pressed his nose against him.

A warm kiss came down and kissed on the lips.

Xia Zhiyuan leaned forward a little more, almost preventing him from escaping from her arms, and she used her fingertips to push aside Xia Zhiyuan's long hair.

It was unknown how much time had passed before Zhao Changlin gradually let go of Xia Zhiyuan, whose cheeks were red.

Her smile was like that of a cunning fox that had succeeded, yet she had the beauty of a peony, making it impossible to take your eyes off her.

"Tomorrow...I will set off to return to the palace."

"Zhiyuan...will you also come with me to the palace to report on your duties?"

Zhao Changlin said this with some selfish motives. It was too dangerous to supervise the canal personally.

She wanted to transfer Xia Zhiyuan back to the central government so that he wouldn't have to deal with these trivial matters personally.

This is what a general or minister should be like.

How could Xia Zhiyuan, who was very smart, not know what His Highness's intention was? She had her own considerations in mind.

Once this canal is opened, we must complete its construction. We can't let anyone intercept it halfway.

"Since it is the emperor's oral order, Zhiyuan cannot refuse..."

"But if I go home, I'm afraid I'll have to face my difficult father again..."

Xia Zhiyuan said this because she wanted His Highness to not arrange her to stay in the Xia family mansion. She really didn't want to go back and face her cheap father who had a deep hatred for her.

Ever since my cheap brother passed away, my cheap dad seemed to have lost his energy and sighed all day long.

The look in his eyes seemed to be filled with fear, terror and a little disgust.

But because he was afraid of his own growing power, his cheap father had to swallow his pride and play the role of a loving father and daughter to her from time to time.

Zhiyuan would occasionally try his hand at clever tricks, and Zhao Changlin knew about it and even liked it.

She looked at Zhiyuan, who was like a pampered cat slave, turning his belly out and trying to please his master.

Smile.

"I'll take you back... show off in front of the Xia clan members, and then I'll take you back to the palace. How about that?"

Zhao Changlin gently used his fingertips to smooth Xia Zhiyuan's hair. You know, there are many high-ranking officials in the imperial city, but there are very few who can get the emperor's reward and visit his mansion in person.

This damn world is always so tempting.

Xia Zhiyuan felt that he was simply corrupt. It would be so satisfying if he could irritate those gossipers in front of them.

"Your Highness, this is very good!"

"Don't change it!"

Xia Zhiyuan, who had been feeling a little drowsy from the smell of the pool water, suddenly perked up and leaned on Zhao Changlin's shoulder.

She squinted her eyes, enjoying it immensely.

"Then why not... let Zhiyuan undress His Highness later... bah bah bah... dress His Highness."

"how?"

The raccoon slave, who had gotten the benefit, naturally rubbed the palm of his master's hand with his softest hair, wagging his tail and barking even more happily.

When Zhao Changlin heard that she said the wrong thing, he chuckled.

He nodded with pretentious dignity.

She stood up, revealing her beautiful waist.

Xia Zhiyuan felt a little embarrassed and stared at the water surface, but he could still see the prince's appearance in the reflection of the rippling water.

"It's not enough to just talk and not do anything."

"I am ready... Zhiyuan, aren't you coming yet?"

Drops of water fell from his body.

One or two drops even fell on Xia Zhiyuan's cheek.

This is not a punishment for myself, it is a reward for myself!

Xia Zhiyuan obediently climbed out of the pool and walked to Zhao Changlin.

"Then let... Zhiyuan serve His Highness."

Hooking his fingers on the robe on the hanger beside him, Xia Zhiyuan continued, "Your Highness... You know that Zhiyuan has been weak and sick since childhood, so his skills are a little rusty. I hope Your Highness will not mind."

Here we go again.

"Okay, I won't bother with you."

A gentle and helpless answer.