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

Listening to the sound outside the door.

Looking out the window, Zhao Changlin responded calmly.

"come in."

With the permission from His Highness, Di Ping gently pushed open the vermilion door.

His Majesty's warm room was very warm, and Di Ping felt that half of his fatigue was instantly gone.

Zhao Changlin had already stood up from the bed and was leaning on the pillow.

"This is a humble post, Your Majesty."

"Bless your Majesty."

Di Ping knelt on one knee, observing all the necessary etiquette, except that her voice was much lower than usual.

Because Di Ping knew that Lord Zhiyuan was probably sleeping on His Highness's bed.

It was actually difficult to see clearly through the white curtain, but with his keen intuition, Di Ping could still distinguish the vague shadows.

"Ah."

"Tell me everything you know."

Zhao Changlin looked at his shoulder and clenched his teeth. He had ignored the pain in his shoulder when he saw Zhiyuan just now.

But now, the dull pain still made her frown slightly.

It seems that I still need to find time to ask the imperial physician to prescribe some painkillers.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Based on the information I have obtained from the interrogations over the past few days, I can confirm that the people who assassinated Your Majesty are not the same group of people as the hundreds of people who were causing trouble in the streets."

I heard Di Ping say this.

Zhao Changlin reacted instantly. If they were not a group of people, it meant that they had two purposes.

"What is the other group planning?"

The voice became a little colder.

Di Ping did not dare to delay and answered quickly.

"To reply to your Majesty, their... plot is to rescue Prince Wen who is imprisoned in the Shadow Guard Prison."

"That's why I thought of this trick and resorted to this desperate measure."

"Let your majesty's carriage be frightened so that the shadow guards can be dispatched to rescue your highness... so that they can rescue Prince Wen."

Hearing this, Zhao Changlin felt relieved. As long as this group of people with ulterior motives were not targeting Zhi Yuan, it would be fine.

"Then, is there any news from the prison?"

Since the other side has succeeded, Prince Wen's side will surely do the same and will come out in full force.

"To answer your Majesty, of course there were, but... they did not succeed."

"Prince Wen was so frightened that he was stunned and did not follow him out."

Hear Di Ping's reply.

Zhao Changlin paused for a moment, lowered his eyes, and thought of the clues he had found.

shook his head.

"Di Ping, can you still see it now?"

"That guy isn't really stupid."

"The reason why he didn't leave is very simple."

"A bunch of reckless men came to rescue him without any retreat, they are counting on him to rebel in the future."

"But Prince Wen's palace has been confiscated, and even Prince Wen's fiefdom has been redistributed to Prince Cheng."

"Do you think he can still make any splash?"

A smile appeared on his pale face.

Zhao Changlin had a thorough understanding of Prince Wen, but he was still useful.

As long as there are still some supporters of King Wen left, the Prince of Wen will be the perfect bait.

Just like the big fish that he was able to catch when he returned to the imperial city, the harm was also not small.

"Yes, I will keep your majesty's teachings in mind."

After hearing Di Ping's answer, Zhao Changlin did not continue speaking. At present, Prince Wen is not the most important person.

What she was looking for was the mastermind behind her murder.

What a great move to kill someone with a borrowed knife.

If not, and the mastermind was arrested, I'm afraid... this would be a complete case of injustice and miscarriage of justice.

"Tell me, how did you catch... the mastermind who tried to assassinate me?"

Hearing His Majesty's question, Di Ping hesitated, but still told the truth.

"To answer your Majesty, it was... Lord Zhiyuan who caught it personally..."

"Although I didn't see it with my own eyes...but I interviewed many people and they all said..."

Hearing the word "Zhi Yuan".

Zhao Changlin turned his head completely and stared at Di Ping who was kneeling on the ground.

She said coldly.

"go on."

"How did Zhiyuan catch the mastermind?"

Speculations in my mind have begun to emerge vaguely, if Zhiyuan really did this in public.

Among the many memorials that he had piled up, many ministers were probably already starting to spread rumors.

"It appeared out of nowhere."

Those four words exploded like thunder.

Zhao Changlin let out a long sigh and glanced down at Xia Zhiyuan who was sleeping soundly.

She continued, "What kind of rumors have spread?"

Your Majesty is indeed still concerned about this issue.

Fortunately, Di Ping knew Zhao Changlin well enough and had already done his investigation when he came in.

If it were anyone else, they would have been scolded by His Majesty no matter how high or low.

"To reply to your Majesty, almost half of the people in the imperial city saw Lord Zhiyuan make that thief appear out of thin air, and they are saying all kinds of things."

"Some say that Lord Zhiyuan is a god who has descended to earth, while others say that Zhiyuan is a witch who knows witchcraft..."

Fingers on forehead.

"What about the court and the country?"

"What about the ministers?"

It is easy to calm the people's hearts, but the ministers in the court are not so easy to fool.

This is what Zhao Changlin is most worried about at the moment. If all the noble families unite, they will punish Zhi Yuan themselves.

That's really tricky.

“No one spoke.”

"His Majesty."

Such an answer was unexpected, yet expected.

Zhao Changlin laughed, and finally understood why these old men didn't dare to gossip about Zhi Yuan.

What they are afraid of is that the next person who appears out of nowhere and falls to the ground will be themselves.

"That's good."

"I already know the matter."

"The rest is up to you."

Zhao Changlin relaxed his body, leaning on the pillow. He hooked the quilt with his fingers, hooked it up, and covered Xia Zhiyuan with it.

After getting Di Ping's answer, Zhao Changlin lay down again, and then he heard the door creaking.

Di Ping locked the door again and walked away.

Looking at Xia Zhiyuan's pale profile, Zhao Changlin stared at it infatuatedly, raised his fingertips and placed them on Xia Zhiyuan's chin.

That day, the scene of Xia Zhiyuan's cheek covered in blood was still flashing in Zhao Changlin's mind.

It frightened her.

“Ji Won… don’t be afraid.”

"Even if the world is full of rumors, it doesn't matter... I want to keep the people I want to protect... There is nothing I can't do."

"When I was in class with the teachers, I always heard them say that the emperor should constantly strive for self-improvement and keep himself clean... It is not right for a king not to attend court early in the morning."

"I used to think that this was just written to advise those kings who don't like to go to court."

“But I didn’t find out until now.”

"It turns out...what the masters said is true."

self-mumbling.

Zhao Changlin moved his arms carefully and finally hugged her.

I don’t know how long it has been since I felt so free of grudges, but fortunately, Zhiyuan is willing and no longer hides from me.

"is it?"

"Your Highness really knows how to make excuses for yourself."

Come back.

Xia Zhiyuan opened his watery eyes.