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

"Zhiyuan, how about you play a game too?"

"It's so boring just to eat peaches. We can eat peaches anytime. We don't know when we will get together next time."

Zhao Yihan came over and sat down next to Xia Zhiyuan.

The child had a smile on his face, but like His Highness, his dumplings were filled with black sesame seeds... no, His Highness's dumplings were at most filled with peanuts.

This one is filled with real black sesame filling.

Humph, smiling on the outside but not on the inside! He must be trying to get something out of me, but I won't be fooled.

Xia Zhiyuan took out a juicy peach from the fruit plate and handed it over, placing it in Zhao Yihan's little hand.

"The princess must be hungry too. Come, have a peach."

"I'm sorry, sisters, Zhiyuan doesn't know how to play cards. Besides... I don't have much change this month. How about next time, I will definitely play with you."

This place is still too far away, and you can only hear the wind on the grassland, and you can't hear the noisy voices of people at all. Xia Zhiyuan is considering whether to spend extra points to buy the voice of the old Deng of King Wen.

But he ended up being entangled by Zhao Yihan.

It seems that this plan won't work.

"Oh, Zhiyuan... I heard that His Highness has given you a lot of goodies recently, and you are being polite to the sisters here. Isn't this being too formal?"

"That's right, Zhiyuan, you don't know how much everyone envies you for being chosen by His Highness as a study partner."

“It’s just a huge honor.”

Her Highness has been proficient in both civil and military affairs since childhood, and is as capable as any man. She is the object of admiration among all the noble ladies in this continent.

Looking at the faces of these people who were praising him on the surface but gossiping about him in reality, Xia Zhiyuan was sweating profusely and let the breeze blow the soft white rabbit fur on his cloak.

He smiled somewhat embarrassedly.

"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you sisters. Your Highness saw that I was weak, so he specially gave me some medicinal herbs so that I can take the medicine well and get well soon."

It was common knowledge among everyone in this continent that Xia Zhiyuan was in poor health, so what she said was true and she had no intention of deceiving anyone.

As soon as Xia Zhiyuan finished speaking, he heard someone cough lightly, a cough with a meaningful tone... It was obvious that the person was prepared.

But this was an unexpected light cough, and it did not come from Zhao Yihan who was next to him.

Zhao Yihan also became interested, narrowed his eyes and smiled. Sister Changlin's secret, even if she was given the courage of a dragon or a tiger, she would not dare to ask.

I saw a woman opposite me wearing a red dress with a pink peony embroidered on her collar. The embroidery was exquisite, and the peony was delicate in pink, but it didn't look vulgar or worldly, just like the rich and noble world.

The woman wore a pearl hairpin and precious jade on her head, not a bit more or a bit less, showing the demeanor of a lady from a noble family.

"Zhiyuan, since you treat us as sisters, can you tell your sisters... Is Her Highness... really not interested in men but in women?"

The person had bright red nails, which made her look very pretty. She was twisting a handkerchief in her hand, smiling sweetly with a slightly red face.

Now, Xia Zhiyuan stood there in a daze. Fortunately, she had not had time to swallow the peach pulp in her mouth, otherwise, she might have really sprayed these noble ladies from Jinzhou in the face today.

"Silly, why are you so shy?"

"Your Highness is also a human being, and he hasn't chosen a consort for many years, so he naturally has some needs."

"Plus, now that His Highness has been appointed as the crown prince by His Majesty the Emperor, I believe that in the future, His Highness will have as many ideal husbands as he wants, and his harem will be filled with them."

“It’s something I never dared to think about.”

What...male concubine?

Xia Zhiyuan felt that he had a responsibility to help Her Royal Highness the Princess dispel the rumors. There was no one else around Her Royal Highness except the shadow guard who followed her around on a daily basis.

Oh, by the way, there are also palace maids who serve His Highness on a daily basis.

Besides, His Highness's shadow guards all wore ferocious black iron masks and heavy armor, making it impossible to tell whether they were men or women.

However, Xia Zhiyuan could still guess something from the voices of the shadow guards, it seemed that there were both men and women.

"Shh, stop talking... His Highness is coming."

Zhao Yihan placed her index finger on her red lips and hushed softly. Although she was happy to see this kind of scene, for the sake of her own personal safety, Zhao Yihan still decided to enthusiastically remind these people.

Otherwise, Sister Changlin would get angry.

Wearing black soft armor, Zhao Changlin finally got the chance to separate himself from the crowd of pedantic old ministers. When he returned to the tent, he found that Zhi Yuan had disappeared.

The tent was still filled with a bitter medicinal smell.

At least he finished his medicine before leaving.

There were many people and eyes on the grassland at the hunting ground, and Zhao Changlin would be worried if he let Xia Zhiyuan go out alone.

What's more, Zhiyuan's body was weak to begin with, and there were many poisonous snakes, insects, rats and ants on the grassland. If he was bitten, he would get a swelling at the very least, or he would have to stay in bed for ten days or half a month before he could recover.

Therefore, Zhao Changlin wore a sachet developed by imperial doctors all year round, which could drive away snakes, insects, rats and ants.

Zhao Changlin breathed a sigh of relief as she swept her eyes across a group of young ladies from Jinzhou City, because she saw a familiar figure among the crowd.

The soft cloak, as blue as the sky, with snow-white rabbit fur on it, was blown by the wind and stuck to Xia Zhiyuan's fair cheek.

She held the sachet tightly in her hand. It was embroidered with delicate patterns and runes of peace and good fortune. Zhao Changlin had specially instructed the head of the Textile Bureau to make it.

She even personally selected the patterns on it, spending several days selecting them until she was satisfied.

Even the medicinal ingredients placed in the sachet were from the latest recipe developed by the imperial doctors. They were milder in effect and had a softer fragrance than the one he used.

"Why are you running around again? Don't you want to give me an explanation beforehand?"

Although his tone was reproachful, Zhao Changlin grabbed Xia Zhiyuan's hand without hesitation and stuffed a sachet into it.

The sachet was bulging, obviously filled with a lot of spices and medicinal materials. When my fingers touched the material of the sachet, it was very smooth and comfortable to touch.

"Is this given to me by His Highness?"

"Ji Yuan...is terrified."

The second sentence was really not Xia Zhiyuan's polite remark, especially when he gave him a sachet in front of so many people. It seemed that His Highness was used to doing whatever he wanted and was not afraid of rumors at all.

"It's used to prevent mosquito bites and drive away snakes, insects, rats and ants. The one you wore before wasn't very effective, so I'm giving you a new one this time."

Pushing the sachet a little further in, Zhao Changlin explained patiently, but his attitude did not allow for rejection.

The sachet that Xia Zhiyuan had been wearing before had obviously been used for a long time, and the prescription inside the sachet had been abandoned by the imperial physician many years ago.