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

"Sir, sir, please go slower. What if I fall? The master will have to punish me again!"

The servant was so nervous that he didn't even let go of the stool in his hand. He saw his master hurriedly lifting the door curtain.

"Xia Zhiyuan, didn't I tell you to stay at home and not go anywhere? Why are you running around?"

"You are just turning a deaf ear to my words as your elder brother!"

His brows were furrowed, and although his tone was a little anxious, the sharpness in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

The noisy noise downstairs naturally cannot escape the eyes and ears of the people upstairs, but most of the people upstairs are ladies from prominent families.

Naturally, I would rather not show up in public and ask about such things.

"Sir, the young lady just came here to see Doctor Miu..."

Who would have thought that the elegant-looking man would stretch out his hand to stop the shopkeeper, signaling him not to interrupt.

"Interesting, they started a quarrel in the street. It seems that Minister Xia is just like that."

The game of chess was left unfinished and the two men did not continue playing. Their eyes were fixed on what was happening in the clinic across the building.

"He is a complete idiot. If Minister Xia hadn't run around to help him, he would have been rejected by now... not to mention being admitted to the Imperial Academy."

The voice was slightly light and a bit disdainful.

At this time, a thin woman in a white cloak walked out of the clinic. Her face looked a little pale, but there was a hint of abnormal redness.

She clenched her slender fingers into a fist, placed it next to her red lips and coughed softly, looking petite.

"Brother, why are you so angry?"

"Sister, I just came out to buy a few packets of herbs and ask Doctor Miu to prescribe a prescription."

"Brother, you also know that my sister's illness has been recurring for a long time. Only with the treatment of Doctor Miu can she get better."

The voice was so soft and weak, like a sick cat, and it made people feel heartbroken when they heard it.

Raising her long and soft eyelashes, Xia Zhisong was speechless for a moment when he saw his sister like this. He always felt that something was different.

It was as if the whole person had changed. He no longer had the decadent spirit he had before, but now looked pitiful.

Even he, who was used to seeing his sister behave like this, felt that the scale in his heart had been tipped at this moment.

"Hmph, don't act pitiful in front of me here!"

"Father is away from home these few days, do you think you can do whatever you want?"

"I'm telling you, if anything goes wrong with you, my father will definitely hold me responsible, and you won't be able to escape then."

"It's just a few doses of medicine, why don't you send your maid to get them..."

At this point, Xia Zhiyuan's lips curled up into a smile, and he blinked and looked at his dear elder brother.

"If I don't come and ask Doctor Miu in person what medicine to take tomorrow, I'm afraid I won't be able to go to the Princess's Mansion."

"The eldest princess is extremely noble. My sister, with her frail body, wants to see the eldest princess's honor even if she has to fill up with medicine."

Her words were flawless, and it was almost impossible to find any mistakes in them. Even Xia Zhisong, who had been very aggressive, was left speechless.

"But fortunately, today, I received the advice from Doctor Miu, who said that my health is fine, so it should be no problem for me to attend the eldest princess' birthday party."

"I hope my elder brother will fulfill my sister's wish."

Do you really think he is a three-year-old who can't understand? The wings are really hard, and the bird lying in the nest also wants to fly.

dream!

"If I say no, then it's no. It's not your turn to make the decision in this Xia Mansion..."

But before he could finish his words, he heard a sound from upstairs, and a woman in a red brocade robe walked down from upstairs with an elegant posture.

This red attic is built around the ginkgo tree. Therefore, all the pavilions are interconnected. Although it is a bit cumbersome, it is indeed much more convenient to move around.

"What if I say it's possible?"

The female voice only sounded slightly familiar, and Xia Zhisong felt that something might be wrong. These people might have nothing better to do than to meddle in the affairs of their Xia family.

No...I call myself this palace.

How could a woman from the harem appear in Jinzhou City? I guess the only possible identity of this woman is - Her Royal Highness Princess Changyi.

Reacting immediately, Xia Zhisong put on a flattering smile, clasped his hands together and bowed, his attitude immediately changed 360 degrees.

"Your Highness, I am honored to see you. I am sorry for being so rude."

After saying this, Xia Zhisong stared at the black boots of the woman in red in front of him with the corner of his eyes. He saw that they were embroidered with extremely exquisite embroidery and outlined with gold thread.

After just a quick glance, Xia Zhisong didn't dare to act rashly. Such high-quality embroidery craftsmanship might only be found in the palace, so he quickly lowered his head, not daring to move, but a layer of sweat had already appeared on his body.

"Where did you go when you were so full of vigor and majesty just now?"

"Aren't you going to teach your sister a lesson?"

"I want to see what you can say."

Continuing to walk down the wooden stairs in the pharmacy, although Zhao Changlin's eyes were gentle, no one dared to ignore her majesty.

Xia Zhisong had heard many terrible rumors about Princess Changyi. Besides, His Majesty had no children for many years and only had Princess Changyi as his only daughter.

It can be said that Princess Changyi can pick the stars and the moon in the sky.

His Majesty has yet to appoint a crown prince, and his health is deteriorating, which has caused ministers in the court and nobles in the capital to speculate.

Who will be chosen as the crown prince? The prince far away guarding the border, or the only daughter of His Majesty?

But - no matter who is the crown prince, it cannot change the fact that the eldest princess holds the military power and is in charge of the Imperial Guards in the entire palace, as well as the Fire Gun Battalion which has artillery and firearms.

There are also shadow guards in the dark.

The power in the hands of the eldest princess can be said to have grasped one of the lifelines of the entire Daliang Dynasty, and this is only the power on the surface.

"See Your Highness."

Xia Zhiyuan also bowed gracefully. As a modern person, she did find it a little awkward to do this ancient posture, especially as a sick person.

Such a weak and awkward body.

It doesn't seem to be a problem.

"You are not feeling well, so there is no need to be polite."

"But... do you really want to go to my birthday party?"

Whether she was willing to go against her brother or just regarded herself as a tool to be used, Zhao Changlin found it very interesting no matter what choice this little girl made or what her motive was.

Looking at the little girl's long eyelashes and her frail appearance, she is truly pitiful.