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

Listening to the woman sighing in his ear, Xia Zhiyuan began to think carefully. His hands fell on the quilt, which felt cool and very comfortable.

"Hello, hello, system, are you still here?"

"I'm still here, host, what can I do for you?"

The familiar AI voice answered him again, and Xia Zhiyuan felt a little relieved. Although the system was not a good person, it was better than being alone.

So as not to cross the river blindly.

"Can you help me find out who has my invitation? Is what this old woman said true or false?"

As a cautious first step, Xia Zhiyuan of course faced the servants in the heroine's yard with caution, because Xia Zhiyuan saw that the backyard of the heroine in the novel was simply a huge winery.

Author, have you also watched Death God?

Mission Impossible!

As her personal maid, Chunni is just like Gin. Alas, the heroine only has such a close and intimate person left.

"No problem, I will help you check it right away."

"The test is complete - it is indeed true. The invitation is in the hands of your half-brother."

After hearing the system's report, Xia Zhiyuan nodded secretly. It seemed that he had to find a way to get his invitation back.

In her memory, Princess Changyi in the original novel did not have such great ill will towards the heroine at the beginning. It was because the heroine accepted the invitation from the princess's mansion but did not go, which brought trouble upon herself.

It attracted the attention of Princess Changyi.

Seeing Xia Zhiyuan's lonely expression, the old woman felt pity and began to comfort him.

"But young lady... there is no need to be so sad. When the master comes back, you can talk to him about this matter. Maybe there will be a chance for a turnaround..."

The old woman's tone was one of earnest instruction. If Xia Zhiyuan had not read the original novel, he would have believed her.

I have to take the invitation back in person, and I have to go around my cheap dad and cheap brother.

"Why didn't the doctor who treated me come today?"

"My body... has gotten much better after taking the medicine prescribed by the doctor. It's obviously working wonders."

Although Xia Zhiyuan could feel that this body was very fragile, fortunately he had already changed his soul and became a seed player-level late-night warrior.

Xia Zhiyuan was obviously able to hold on to this headache and fever, besides, the original owner's illness was a chronic disease he had acquired from his mother's womb.

But, it doesn't have to be this serious if you take a good rest.

The main reason is that this person is too sentimental. It's easy for her to think about all kinds of things when she's stuck in the room all the time, not to mention that there are so many people in the room who are trying to plot against her.

It is inevitable that it will end up like this.

……

"Miss, is it really okay for us to come out?"

Looking at Xia Zhiyuan wearing a snow-white cloak, Chunni stood beside Xia Zhiyuan holding an umbrella and whispered softly.

"Shh, don't make any noise. You and I are here to see a doctor. As for the rest... don't ask."

"The less you know, the better."

"Oh, I understand, Miss. Chunni will never tell anyone!"

Xia Zhiyuan was still very relieved about the somewhat dazed maid beside the heroine, but she knew her plan and she must not tell this silly girl about it.

What if someone accidentally lets it slip? Of course, it might be unintentional, but your plan will be ruined.

The carriage stopped in front of a huge ginkgo tree. Many dried medicinal herbs were drying in front of the pharmacy, emitting a bitter medicinal fragrance.

The sound of horse hooves ticking on the bluestone slabs.

"You are the young lady of the Xia family, right? Wait a moment, our Doctor Miu has just returned from the Marquis' Mansion."

The shopkeeper who looked like a scholar standing in front of the counter immediately stood up to greet him. He was wearing western glasses on his nose. It was obvious that this was a very grand pharmacy and he usually received high-ranking officials and dignitaries.

And at this time, on the other side.

Sitting on the attic, a woman in expensive clothes, her eyes fixed on the ginkgo leaves, listened to the noisy sounds coming and going downstairs.

There was a smile on his lips.

"Your Highness, we are finally here together, why do you have to keep looking out the window?"

The woman opposite was holding a white jade chess piece in her hand, her eyes full of confusion. She didn't quite understand why His Highness was distracted and looked at the ancient ginkgo tree outside the window.

Apart from its ancient and vicissitudes of life, which highlights the simplicity of today's Zhou City, there is nothing else.

Maybe it has something to do with the clinic opposite the Ginkgo tree? Just when the man was about to figure out the answer, Zhao Changlin came back to his senses, with his slender fingertips resting on his chin.

"I saw something interesting. What day is tomorrow?"

This question is not obvious, but since Her Royal Highness the Princess asked it, it must be different.

"It's your birthday, Your Highness, and... it's the day when the young Marquis of Zhongyong Mansion returns to the capital."

“Is there any connection between these two?”

The first thing the young marquis of the Loyal and Brave Marquisate would do upon returning to the capital is to attend the birthday party at the Princess's residence to enhance his reputation.

Let all the new and old nobles in Jinzhou City know that he has been transferred back from the border.

It can be said that I have made it through the process of gaining experience.

Zhao Changlin gently placed the warm chess piece in his hand onto the wooden chessboard. He could hear the rustling of leaves outside the window and the precious agarwood on the second floor.

White smoke curled up from the incense burner.

"Yes - that's right, but Mr. Xia said yesterday that his sister is not feeling well and might not be able to come to the birthday party at the princess's mansion."

"I see he's alive and kicking, nothing's wrong with him."

Could it be that the person the princess had been looking at just now was the legitimate daughter of the Minister of Rites...

"Maybe he came to see Doctor Miu to buy medicine."

After saying this casually, the person on the other side noticed something strange. One of them said he was unwell and was bedridden and couldn't get out of bed.

And now, the owner who couldn't get out of bed appeared in front of the two of them. It was hard to say that this was not a coincidence.

"I'm afraid there's something fishy going on here."

His eyes fell on the chessboard, where the black and white pieces were fighting each other, neither of them was at a disadvantage.

"I don't like people disobeying me. If you are really sick, the princess's mansion has some top-quality thousand-year-old mountain ginseng that can be sent to you."

"But if you deceive your superiors and subordinates and do not take the Princess's Mansion seriously, don't blame me for being rude."

One move is settled.

Just as he finished speaking, he heard a commotion in the drugstore downstairs. He saw an elegant man in a white robe rising from the sedan chair without even waiting for the servant to find a stool for him.

He stepped onto the ground and rushed straight into the pharmacy.

The man was well-dressed, and even the carriage was pulled by a fine and handsome horse. The servant quickly followed his master, fearing that something might happen.