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

The fingers pulling on the reins paused.

Zhao Changlin withdrew her gaze. If she had not come to Fengcheng in person, she would not have realized that the extent of the indiscriminate planting of trees could be so serious.

"Yes, famous trees are good, but planting them everywhere is...disorganized."

"I will talk to him personally about this matter when we meet at the government office."

Zhao Changlin loosened the reins and dismounted.

The platinum skirt fluttered, Zhao Changlin's black boots fell to the ground, and a wisp of hair fell on his temples.

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

The Fengcheng official who was guarding the gate of the government office, wearing a black hat and red official uniform, knelt down quickly.

With their hands on the ground, they were like ants and ordinary people in front of the emperor.

"Come down."

Zhao Changlin glanced at the kneeling Fengcheng officials and did not ask them to stand up first.

She stretched out her hand and pointed in the direction of Xia Zhiyuan, her eyes moving. Xia Zhiyuan looked down and could see the lights of Fengcheng reflected in the princess' eyes.

My heart is filled with ripples.

"Ah."

After being blown by the wind for a whole day, Xia Zhiyuan felt his legs a little weak, so he did not refuse the help extended by His Highness.

On the contrary, I really enjoy it.

The officials kneeling on the ground felt a sudden pang in their hearts. In the past, even if His Majesty had some important matters, he would not leave them here.

However, Your Majesty has traveled a long way and just arrived in Fengcheng. How can he have the time to sympathize with the people?

Along the way, they had their own spies watching, and no blind villagers were seen to stop the emperor's carriage.

When his feet landed on the ground, Xia Zhiyuan almost lost his legs, but fortunately Zhao Changlin grabbed him in time and held him back.

She then turned around and looked at the Fengcheng officials who were kneeling on the ground, not daring to look up.

He said, "Stand up."

Hear these three words.

The officials of Fengcheng finally felt relieved.

I’m an old man, if I kneel down again, it will be a disaster.

"Thank you Lord for your grace!"

The sound was deafening. Xia Zhiyuan covered her ears in advance and stood obediently beside His Highness.

This luxurious light blue color naturally could not escape the attention of these officials who have been fishering in muddy waters in the officialdom for a long time.

The abacus in their minds was ringing loudly.

I guess this must be the girl from the Xia family that the current emperor cares about the most.

What's more, His Majesty's return route was also the route designated by the woman beside him.

Everyone knows what your Majesty's intention is.

"Your Majesty, are you tired after all this journey?"

"We have already prepared a place for your Majesty to rest. I hope your Majesty will accept my humble abode."

He hunched over with his hands clasped together.

The officials of Fengcheng dared not slack off. From the moment they received the news that His Majesty was resting there, they dared not neglect it.

In that room, whether it was the flowers or the porcelain beds, they were all invaluable tributes.

It was reserved for use by high-ranking officials of the imperial court.

"Understood."

"It is getting late tonight. Tomorrow, in this hall, I have something to say to you."

Zhao Changlin did not intend to say it out loud at this moment. Changing the forest land would not be successful overnight.

What's more, although she had some energy to endure the long journey, Zhiyuan's body couldn't.

You must rest for a while, have dinner, and then drink some medicine to drive away the cold and keep warm.

……

The candlelight is dim.

The house reeked of alcohol.

There were several plates of snacks on the table.

"Brothers, there's news from Longcheng that the young master of the Gu family was caught red-handed by His Majesty... We should stop now!"

"It's not too late to stop now... and avoid eternal damnation!"

After drinking until their faces turned red, they gradually became bolder and started talking about random things.

"Idiots... You are such idiots... Do you really think that His Majesty will let you go?"

"Besides...if we stop in time and abandon the prince in prison, wouldn't we be worse than animals?"

The man stood up and slammed the bamboo chopsticks in his hand onto the table.

He started pointing fingers and cursing at them one by one.

"Fugui'er, when your wife gave birth...hiccup...hiccup...wasn't it because the prince sent a sum of money to everyone...that your wife was saved...wasn't it?"

"And yours, Fusheng...isn't it the same for you?"

"After you left the army... your life has been getting worse and worse. You just drink all day... You have pawned all the dog bowls in the house...!"

"It's all because of the money you sent us that we are able to survive until now!"

"Now... the prince is gone... can we be ungrateful and ungrateful?"

These are all scoldings.

Everyone present felt ashamed and thought they owed King Wen.

Fu Sheng's face turned red after being told this, and he clenched his fists, looking quite annoyed.

He pounded his fist on the table.

All that could be heard was the sound of clay bowls making noises.

"You are really generous to others... What kind of place is that water dungeon? With the bodies of a few mortals like us... ordinary people, do you want to enter the emperor's water dungeon to kidnap people?"

He put his index finger into the glass, dotted some water and splashed it on his face.

"We are just old guys, how can we compare with the emperor?"

"She has the dreaded...Ghost-Seeing Sorrow in her hand, and...that...that...woman who knows witchcraft...and is mysterious and unpredictable, assisting her...If we kill one, one will die, and if we kill two, both will die!"

Fusheng was eloquent and many of the big men sitting around him were itching to do the same, so they all nodded in agreement.

What Fu Sheng said is true.

Now they are just a group of scattered sand, how can they compare with His Majesty?

Hearing that these people were thinking of backing out, the man kicked the table and kicked a plate of peanuts down.

"Opportunities...are not for those of you who are self-pitying..."

"A country cannot live without a ruler for a day. You know, this little emperor... will be returning to Jinzhou City soon... When she passes by the city gate, isn't that our chance?"

After hearing what he said, the other people's faces turned dark instantly and they all waved their hands and shook their heads.

"No! No! Absolutely not!"

"Assassinating the emperor is a heinous crime throughout history. Once discovered... it is a capital crime!"

"It's not just beheading, I'm afraid... all nine clans will be killed..."

Everyone had their own agenda and their voices became increasingly quiet.

The man pinched the clay bowl with his fingers, threw it hard, and it fell to the ground. The bowl broke.

He put his hands on his hips and continued, "Who told you to kill the little emperor? She is surrounded by hawks and dogs. Even if the prince is still here, he won't be able to succeed!"

"Our goal is to make a feint to the east and attack in the west, to lure the tiger away from the mountain..."

"Take advantage of the chaos at the city gate to rescue His Royal Highness from prison!"