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

A map was spread out in front of everyone.

One of them carefully moved the candlestick on the table further away. The candlelight flickered, and he protected the candlelight with his calloused hands.

I was afraid that the candle would accidentally burn the map.

"This map has already depicted the structure of the entire imperial city."

"Everyone, please be careful. We spent a lot of money to buy this. We can't let it burn if we are not careful."

Point your index finger.

One of them pointed at the imperial city. The map of the imperial city was blurry, so they couldn't see clearly.

You can only see the layout of the streets outside the imperial city.

“Is this map accurate?”

"If it's not allowed, don't risk your brothers' lives."

After saying this, everyone looked at the person who bought the map.

The man rubbed his palms together, revealing a smug smile, he leaned his hands on the table and drank a glass of wine.

"Of course. I bought this map from an artist. He often sells this stuff. It is said that he measured the layout of Jinzhou City step by step with his feet."

“It’s absolutely correct…”

"Look, if we ambush here and lure away all the shadow guards around the emperor, wouldn't that be a complete success?"

……

Take care of the matters concerning Fengcheng.

Zhao Changlin had to set off again soon. The empress dowager also sent a message today, asking her to return to the court as soon as possible.

A country cannot be without a king for a day.

As the letter paper in my hand was folded, a scent of ink wafted around my nose.

Zhao Changlin's heart was filled with worries, and she felt very guilty about what happened that night.

But I don’t regret doing this.

Zhiyuan should have understood long ago that she was the emperor of a country, not a docile sheep.

Not even that, it was the stepping stone for her to achieve her goal.

Zhao Changlin could tolerate all this for the sake of love, but... she hated Zhiyuan for abandoning her like a worn-out shoe.

Keep yourself where you are.

"What are you thinking about, Your Highness?"

“Can I talk to… Ji Won?”

When two people are in a cold war, one of them will eventually have to step forward and talk things out.

Xia Zhiyuan sighed inwardly. She couldn't always expect His Highness to take the initiative. Besides... with regard to what happened last night, Xia Zhiyuan felt that she had indeed gone too far.

Although His Highness also has it.

"Nothing."

Zhao Changlin turned around and saw faint marks on her neck. What happened last night was still vivid in his mind.

Those eyes grew a little colder, and Xia Zhiyuan felt as if a stone had been thrown into his heart, causing ripples.

"Zhiyuan, is there anything you want to tell me?"

"Besides me, there will be no one else here...If you want to say something, just say it directly."

Took a step forward.

The golden dragon Zhao Changlin wore was dancing, and her handsome eyebrows and brown eyes were staring straight at him.

This feeling of being targeted by a prey once again filled my body.

She couldn't retreat at this point, so Xia Zhiyuan clenched her fingers. She knew that His Highness was trying to intimidate her by taking a step closer.

Your Highness is really the type who is not angry normally, but gets angry for half a year when he does.

"Or is it that Zhiyuan can't speak to me?"

Zhao Changlin put his hands behind his back. For the first time, he felt that Xia Zhiyuan's timid expression was quite cute.

It turns out that Xia Zhiyuan...really has many, many sides that I don’t know about.

"Well, since Your Highness wants to know, Zhiyuan will be the first to reveal his cards."

"Your Highness, are you willing to make three agreements with Zhi Yuan?"

"In order to be fair, we set constraints on each other..."

Halfway through his words, Xia Zhiyuan's wrist was grabbed by Zhao Changlin.

"Three rules...?"

"No."

When Zhao Changlin's breath fell, Xia Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment... His mind was racing, could it be that his words just now had angered His Highness?

"Why... not?"

"Your Highness...if you don't want to, just say so."

Zhao Changlin pinched his jaw and Xia Zhiyuan was forced to look up into his eyes.

With a smile on his lips, unlike his usual gentleness, His Highness now looked like an incomparable emperor.

The skin was slightly red and the pain was spreading.

"Because... Zhiyuan is too smart."

"Even I would fall into Zhiyuan's trap and not be able to distinguish between truth and falsehood."

"If... I can't completely control it, then I have no choice but to resort to this last resort, which is despicable and shameless."

The faint bitter smell of medicine gradually permeated Zhao Changlin's heart.

The cheek fat that he had built up with great difficulty gradually disappeared due to a serious illness.

She looked distressed.

But I hate my own powerlessness.

You are not allowed to interfere with Xia Zhiyuan's actions or protect Zhiyuan's safety.

"Your Highness...don't be like this..."

“It hurts…”

"…pain…"

Xia Zhiyuan could hardly bear it. She felt as if her whole body was imprisoned and she couldn't move at all.

So Your Highness has always been so cautious in the past.

After letting go of his hand, Zhao Changlin still couldn't hear Zhi Yuan showing his soft side in front of him.

"I can allow many things... but this is the only thing... I won't allow."

Lower your head and turn around.

Zhao Changlin walked out directly. She felt that she needed to calm down now, otherwise she would not be able to cope with what she might do next.

There is no guarantee.

Zhao Changlin clenched his fingers and pressed them against his palms, then closed his eyes.

He resolutely didn't look back.

……

It's just a short rest in Fengcheng.

Soon, they will leave Fengcheng...this place.

Along the way, the atmosphere between the two was extremely weird.

His Highness still cared about me as before, and nothing was missing from me. He even prepared a few portions of my favorite cakes.

But whenever he mentioned the canal, Zhao Changlin would pretend not to hear and ignore Xia Zhiyuan.

Say I'm angry.

It's not that I'm angry.

It can be called cold violence, but it’s not really cold violence.

Xia Zhiyuan didn't know how to describe this feeling. It seemed as if His Highness was deliberately downplaying the conflicts between them.

However, this was already a thorn in his throat, and Xia Zhiyuan didn't want to just let it go and never talk about this matter again.

In the middle of the night, Xia Zhiyuan pretended to be asleep, using the excuse of his cold body to find a source of warmth, and Zhao Changlin would not refuse.

He would even hug himself and cover himself tightly with the quilt, as if he was afraid that he would catch a cold.

His Highness's hands are warm and slender.

But those eyes were no longer the same as before. They seemed to be frosted and full of worry.

"Host, this kind of emotional life between two people has to be solved by the host himself. This system is really powerless..."

"How about this tutorial called 'How to make your lover happy in 100 days, guaranteed to teach you and get you out of the situation of kneeling on a durian', host, do you want it?"