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

Di Ping followed Xia Zhiyuan closely, doing her job conscientiously and diligently. Whenever there was any sign of trouble, she would prick up her ears and be extremely alert.

I was afraid that someone would do something bad to Miss Xia.

Her appearance of constant alertness scared Chunni who was standing beside her so much that she covered her arms with both hands, fearing that she had done something wrong.

The cold-faced guard put a knife to his neck and killed him with a snap.

"Woo——"

An exciting horn sounded, ringing in everyone's ears. A general wearing heavy armor was seen riding on a horse, waving a yellow dragon flag in his hand.

The horses galloped in circles along the hunting ground. Soldiers on both sides raised huge horns and began to blow horns.

“Woo—woo—”

Then, the soldiers distanced themselves from each other, lined up in a row, cleared the entire hunting ground, and kept outsiders away.

"Miss Xia, please come this way. His Highness has already arranged a seat for Miss Xia."

A man dressed like a eunuch came up. He had fair skin and wore a palace robe with a black knot tied around his chin.

He bowed slightly.

According to previous regulations, Xia Zhiyuan was not the daughter of an official of the third rank or above and could not sit in the front row. However, if there was a special order from His Highness, that would be a different matter.

Without saying anything, Xia Zhiyuan nodded to indicate that he understood, and followed the eunuch to his position.

I saw several sisters who were playing cards just now also sat down. They no longer looked like the unruly girls they were playing cards just now, but now they all turned into ladies from noble families.

Sit obediently on both sides.

These are the children of the emperor's favored ministers. Naturally, they are all proud and arrogant, and none of them will submit to anyone else.

Sat down.

Xia Zhiyuan looked carefully and saw that all the food on the table were his favorite. Thoughts came to his mind. Could it be that His Highness had ordered all of this?

So, Xia Zhiyuan secretly glanced at what was on other people's tables, and sure enough, it was very different from his own. The food on other VIP tables was all Royal Eight Styles, accompanied by fine wine.

Here, there are some exquisitely crafted pastries, and even glutinous rice balls that are made to imitate cats. They are decorated with pink incense petals. They smell very fragrant and make people's appetite grow.

…Your Highness, although she knew that sick people were not suitable for big fish and meat, the pork elbows at the next table were really mouth-watering!

But forget it.

After all, this is a token of His Highness's kindness. How can I despise it?

Picking up the chopsticks, Xia Zhiyuan poked the glutinous rice balls piled on the plate and found them very cute.

At this moment, a drum sounded, and several noble sons stepped out, clasped their hands together, and bowed to the emperor who was sitting on the high throne.

"See Your Majesty."

"We'll be the ones warming up the crowd in this first round!"

Xia Zhiyuan felt like he had face blindness when looking at these people and couldn't recognize them for a moment, but... they should be some insignificant supporting roles.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"My Daliang has a successor, my dear ministers, go ahead, no matter who has more or less, there will be a huge reward today!"

"If this person is the top one, you can boldly ask me for anything you want. I will definitely keep my word and never go back on my word!"

It is unclear whether the emperor was acting or was genuine in his joyous look.

Xia Zhiyuan currently prefers the first option. After all, others need to observe the emperor's words and actions to guess his mood in order to protect their own lives.

When she stayed up late to read novels, she complained a lot that the emperor, a severe mental patient, was hunting in the field for the past few days, probably just for his own little tricks.

Just as Xia Zhiyuan was sorting out the emperor's shortcomings in his mind, he felt someone sitting down in the empty seat next to him and a gust of wind blew.

The rabbit fur on her collar was blown slightly askew.

Could it be that guy Zhao Yihan again? Xia Zhiyuan frowned slightly. This little guy was really like a ghost, haunting him.

But things are always unexpected. When Xia Zhiyuan turned around, he saw a familiar face. Zhao Changlin was already dressed neatly, but he was not holding the bow.

He gave her a smile.

"Are you satisfied with this place?"

Satisfied, of course she is satisfied. How can she say she is not satisfied? There is no choice at all! It is really frustrating. What if she makes a mistake?

"Since Your Highness has chosen it carefully, Zhiyuan will naturally be satisfied."

Zhao Changlin knew at first glance that she was not telling the truth. According to Xia Zhiyuan's personality, he would definitely be most comfortable and at ease sitting at the end, stealing a little time to relax.

She always says that.

Very interesting.

"The food here is too meaty and greasy. Eating too much is not good for your body. It's better to eat something lighter."

"I have already asked someone to prepare some medicinal food. It will be served later. Drink it while it's hot."

What was this? Was this special treatment from her?

Xia Zhiyuan felt a little sweet in his heart, as if he was really different from others, at least in the heart of His Highness, he was different from others.

Take the first step towards strategic success.

"Well, Zhiyuan would like to thank Your Highness here."

Always say thank you.

It was quite boring. Zhao Changlin smiled but didn't say anything more. She knew how to punish this polite little rabbit.

But Zhiyuan's courtesy was a little different from others. If other noble ladies saw him, the respect and fear revealed in their eyes could not be concealed.

But Zhao Changlin never saw any fear of him in Zhiyuan's eyes, even when he exposed his scars in front of her.

The room is full of instruments, quietly speaking of death.

Xia Zhiyuan appeared extremely calm from beginning to end and did not seem to be afraid at all.

"But your highness, Zhiyuan has a gift for your highness."

Xia Zhiyuan took out the red rope hidden in his sleeve. This was the one he got when he prayed in the temple before. Of course, he got it for free, but now he thought it had an extra use.

The most important way to turn waste into treasure is to have good eloquence.

"what gift?"

Zhao Changlin's interest was successfully aroused. She was curious about how Xia Zhiyuan could conjure up the gift out of thin air. Ever since she took Xia Zhiyuan to the princess's mansion from the Xia mansion that day, Xia Zhiyuan has never left the princess's mansion.

If she were to choose a gift, she probably wouldn't have the time. Besides, she had to personally check the people coming and going in the Princess's mansion every day.

No servants related to Xia Zhiyuan were seen coming in or out.

That's why Zhao Changlin was attracted by Xia Zhiyuan's words.

His eyes fell on the red tether that Xia Zhiyuan took out. Zhao Changlin was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do.

"Your Highness, please extend your hand."

"The red string means praying for peace. May Your Highness be victorious in the battle."