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

Zhao Changlin stood behind Xia Zhiyuan, watching the scene in front of him, and suddenly felt a surge of jealousy in his heart.

Why, Zhiyuan also liked this child at first sight.

Is it because people with similar minds have a tacit understanding?

"Your Majesty, I just said a few words to Mingtai, and she got angry with me."

"Also, the Imperial Censor's..."

Seeing that Zhao Mingtai had pleased the people around His Majesty, Zhao Mingfeng also knelt down.

He often used this trick at home to deal with his older brothers and sisters.

Tried and tried.

Both his father and mother favored him as a younger child, and this tactic had never failed.

Every time Zhao Mingfeng saw his older brothers and sisters being scolded so hard that they couldn't even raise their heads, he felt extremely refreshed.

"Your Majesty, this has nothing to do with A-ran."

"This is a conflict between the two of us."

Zhao Mingtai directly interrupted Zhao Mingfeng's complaint, leaving Zhao Mingfeng stunned on the spot, unable to continue the conversation for a while.

Her sharp-tongued appearance was somewhat similar to Zhiyuan, and Zhao Changlin walked over.

"You are so brave and yet you know how to stand up for others at such a young age. I admire you very much."

"But let me ask you, why did you guys quarrel?"

"Has this private school been in chaos?"

Zhao Changlin leaned next to Xia Zhiyuan and squeezed Xia Zhiyuan. Both of them behaved in a childish way.

He looked back at Zhao Changlin.

Xia Zhiyuan simply made some space.

Your Highness, really, you want to fight with a child for this?

But fortunately, His Highness listened carefully to what I said just now, so he didn't... give them all twenty lashes right away.

As for why he said this, it was because Xia Zhiyuan had seen that when His Highness was extremely annoyed, he would do this to his court officials.

However, most of them were trivial matters, so there was no harm in doing them, and Xia Zhiyuan did not try to stop them.

"To reply to your majesty, it is not a big deal."

"It was Mingfeng who disliked my ugly handwriting, and then A'ran said a few words for me."

"Mingfeng started to insult A'ran with words... I was so angry that I started arguing with him."

The Master quickly agreed.

"Your Majesty, this is indeed the case."

"I can testify to this."

After teaching in a private school for so many years, the teacher naturally understood that the current emperor would not tolerate any sand in his eyes. If he lied, not to mention that he would lose his position as a private school teacher.

Even his own life might not be saved.

Hear the Master's answer.

Zhao Changlin nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

She looked in Mingfeng's direction.

Still, that cold smile.

"Zhao Mingfeng, considering your young age, I can let it go, but... I think your father and mother have the right to know what happened today."

Zhao Mingfeng's expression changed instantly.

Although he was young, he understood that if the emperor's oral order was passed on to his house, he would be scolded by his father and mother when he returned home.

"Your Majesty, Mingfeng knows he was wrong..."

"Mingfeng is willing to change, Mingfeng will never make the same mistake again..."

This is not about being afraid of yourself.

This is clearly because he is afraid of being punished.

Zhao Changlin ignored her. She stood up and clapped her hands.

"Everyone get up."

"That's all for today."

……

When I came back from private school.

Xia Zhiyuan could keenly sense that His Highness felt a little disappointed.

So, Xia Zhiyuan gradually stopped walking parallel to Zhao Changlin and kept pace with His Highness, one in front and one behind.

With a hook of his fingers, he hooked Zhao Changlin's soft palm, Xia Zhiyuan pursed his lips slightly and smiled.

"Your Highness, are you also troubled by something like the child just now?"

The wrist was grabbed.

Zhao Changlin stopped moving forward, turned around and looked at Xia Zhiyuan's face.

"No."

"I just have a lot of things to think about..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhao Changlin felt a chill on his cheeks. When he came to his senses, he found that it was Xia Zhiyuan's hands holding him up.

The cheek flesh is lifted.

Xia Zhiyuan smiled and pushed Zhao Changlin against the vermilion pillar behind him.

"Your Highness, please do not deceive Zhiyuan again."

"Zhiyuan knows everything that His Highness is thinking."

Standing on tiptoe, Xia Zhiyuan leaned close to Zhao Changlin and whispered in his ear. She looked more charming than the flowers and trees outside the corridor.

"Now, the people of the world are unstable."

"Your Majesty, do you want to choose a crown prince to silence the public?"

"So... did that child catch your eye?"

Hearing her say this, Zhao Changlin was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly.

"I guess I caught Zhiyuan's eye."

"But I do think that kid is good."

"It's just that his mouth is a little too sharp."

"This needs to be changed."

Zhao Changlin stretched out his index finger and pointed it at Xia Zhiyuan's red lips, pressing gently.

Really, Your Highness is clearly talking about me, but you are making indirect remarks.

"Zhiyuan doesn't think it's necessary. What's wrong with being more eloquent?"

"Because I won't be able to win the argument with those court officials and will be angry again."

"There shouldn't be another emperor as smart as your Highness in this world."

He finds different ways to flatter himself and make himself happy.

Zhao Changlin simply rested his chin on Xia Zhiyuan's shoulder and smiled with his eyes curved.

"I will think about it."

.........

prison.

Xia Zhiyuan walked over smoothly.

Thinking that he would take advantage of today's better health, Xia Zhiyuan would personally deal with the assassin who tried to assassinate His Highness.

What is your origin?

"Greetings, Master Zhiyuan."

Even the shadow guards who had been chained in prison and remained silent all saluted.

Nowadays, everyone in the world knows that Xia Zhiyuan is a powerful official who can make clouds and rain with a wave of his hand.

He has connections everywhere, especially... the rumors about Xia Zhiyuan's witchcraft are getting more and more intense.

But Your Majesty did not take it seriously.

With his cloak tied around his body, Xia Zhiyuan walked forward. All the criminals imprisoned in the imperial prison were on the verge of beheading.

The only reason he can survive now is because he is stubborn enough to refuse to utter a single word.

However, this was not a difficult problem for Xia Zhiyuan.

Sometimes, what she wants is not necessarily for these people to tell her the truth, but to repeatedly explore the loopholes in their words.

"Don't even think about making me tell... the truth... Even if I die here today... I won't tell it..."

"I bother!"

The man was tied up with iron chains and wrapped in gauze. It was obvious that a doctor had examined his condition not long ago.

Make sure he doesn't die in prison.

"is it?"

A familiar nightmare-like voice appeared in the man's ears.

He looked up in horror and found the woman, who was as bright as spring water, smiling warmly.