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

Feel the restraint on your wrists.

Xia Zhiyuan was not afraid, but rather somewhat expectant.

She raised her eyes and looked at Zhao Changlin.

Let your hands fold.

The night wind was blowing gently, but there was no coolness on his body. Instead, Xia Zhiyuan felt a little hot.

There was a hint of certainty in those eyes.

It's a contest.

"Your Highness, if you dare to come, you can do so now~"

Xia Zhiyuan didn't really have much obsession with guarding the canal, but Zhao Changlin's almost out-of-control behavior made her feel that she needed to discipline him.

No matter what, Your Highness is the king of a country and should not let his own concerns affect his judgment.

Xia Zhiyuan knows that they are important to each other, but... they cannot be each other's weaknesses.

“Ji Won… you know I don’t want to.”

"I don't want this..."

"Forgive me this time, okay?"

Zhao Changlin, who held power and acted arrogantly, had never begged anyone like this before. She used awkward words and was a little unskilled.

"I just... don't want to lose you again."

The repeated words seemed a little pale.

Even Zhao Changlin himself found it ridiculous.

"Zhiyuan understands, but His Highness... is the emperor. Even if His Highness really did this... Zhiyuan would not be angry."

What she said was clearly a lie.

After being together for such a long time, how could Zhao Changlin not hear the hidden meaning behind Xia Zhiyuan's words?

This is clearly being angry at oneself.

Redness at the end of the eye.

Zhao Changlin thought again of the caged bird that had been locked in the cage before.

……

"Changlin, there are two kinds of birds."

The man was wearing a dragon robe, a golden crown on his head, and an emerald flying bird was resting on his finger.

The man smiled slightly.

She continued, "The first type is those kept in cages. They are docile, obedient, and lovely, with gentle and pleasant voices."

"Even if they are released from the cage, they will return to their owners."

"But everyone likes the second one."

Zhao Changlin took the emerald bird from his father's hand and stared at its round head, looking at it carefully.

Some don't understand.

"Father, what is the second one?"

"Is it a bird that can't sing?"

Hearing Zhao Changlin's answer, the man looked at the scenery in the distance and waved his dragon robe.

lol.

He squatted down, not caring that his dragon robe fell to the ground.

The man stared seriously at his toddler-sized daughter standing in front of him and shook his head.

"That's right, and it's not right."

"This is the second one, which is exactly the opposite."

"It is wild and untamed, like a bird flying in the sky, free and unfettered, it can be seen surrounded by clouds when it is high, or it can be seen as orchids in the valley when it is low, unrestrained."

“So, those who stand on the ground always want the flying birds that they cannot get.”

"Changlin, are you like this too?"

The emperor looked up and saw a white bird rise from a willow branch and fly through the air, leaving only a white feather.

Floating down.

"I... don't know, Father..."

"Does it make any difference?"

"Why don't people like docile birds?"

Zhao Changlin rubbed the top of the emerald bird's head with her fingers and felt the bird's softness, which made her concerned.

"Of course."

"This bird was raised by my father. It only obeys my orders. Changlin, it does not belong to you."

The man in the dragon robe waved his hand, and sure enough, the emerald bird went back obediently.

It stopped on the man's shoulder.

"Now, Changlin, do you want to take it for yourself?"

His palm was empty. The emerald bird that had been trying to please him just now had disappeared in a flash.

Zhao Changlin stared at the bird in disbelief. It was so close to him just now, but at his father's order, it left him again.

"If you want to possess it, you have to possess it completely. Otherwise... Changlin... it will eventually return to where it belongs..."

"Because it never belonged to you."

……

Looking at Zhao Changlin who was standing there in a daze.

Xia Zhiyuan realized that something was wrong.

"Host, are you going too far? This system has detected that Zhao Changlin's emotional instability has reached 100%."

"Host, please be careful..."

The system beside her ear was buzzing with words, but Xia Zhiyuan couldn't hear them because she saw that His Highness's eyelashes were wet.

"You are doing this...with all your heart and soul, singing a beautiful song for me, because you are thinking...to please me and leave me as soon as possible..."

"Return to another world... Zhiyuan."

As Zhao Changlin got closer, his gentle strength gradually faded, and Xia Zhiyuan's wrist was pulled so hard that it hurt.

But before he could react, Zhao Changlin pushed him onto the bed.

Fortunately, there was soft silk under him, otherwise Xia Zhiyuan felt that his small body would be broken after the fall.

"Your Highness...why do you say that?"

"Ji Yuan said these are from the bottom of his heart... Why don't you believe it, Your Highness?"

Her hair was a little messy. Xia Zhiyuan bit her thin lips and looked up at Zhao Changlin.

I just feel that His Highness is extremely unfamiliar at this moment.

So strange, as if she had never known him before.

"Father is right. You will eventually escape from my side... You don't belong to this world, Zhiyuan, and you don't belong to me either..."

"I have been swept up in it time and time again."

"Don't I even have the power to know the truth?"

"There is something in your head that keeps talking to you, right?"

Zhao Changlin actually knew it a long time ago.

Her indulgence, her tolerance, and her noble status made her suppress her feelings, calm down, and not ask any questions.

"What is it telling you?"

"Let...you leave me?"

With both hands on the bed, his fingertips turned red and pressed out wrinkles.

Zhao Changlin's spirit was close to collapse. She didn't know why she broke down like this tonight, nor did she know why she couldn't control her desire to imprison Zhiyuan.

If she wanted to leave him, if she wanted to leave his protection, Zhao Changlin would rather she hate him.

"No."

"Your Highness, you are in a very bad condition now..."

"We must..."

Before he could finish his words, Xia Zhiyuan felt a pain in his nose, and then Zhao Changlin kissed him.

I haven't felt this way for a long time.

His Highness's previous actions were all very gentle, and Xia Zhiyuan almost couldn't bear it.

The exhaustion from the overnight journey had pushed her body to the limit of its physical strength, and she felt chills from time to time. However, Xia Zhiyuan gritted her teeth and remained calm, not saying anything.

She didn't want to make His Highness, who was already upset, worry about her again.

Like a mark and also like a vow.

Zhao Changlin bit hard. She kept wondering... why Zhiyuan was so dazzling, why Zhiyuan was so calm.

She is relieved, she is happy, she is growing.

But I'm afraid she'll go too far.

Abandon yourself completely.

Zhiyuan cares about something more important. Zhao Changlin is not stupid, she can see that.