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

He supported himself with both palms on the soft bed in time to avoid hurting His Highness. Xia Zhiyuan's breathing became a little rapid due to nervousness as he looked at Zhao Changlin.

"Is this the method Zhiyuan mentioned to make the medicine sweeter?"

She smiled, and one could even see the bags under her clear and elegant eyes and her long eyelashes.

"That's... very good."

Looking at His Highness' smile, the anger in his heart caused by His Highness's mess gradually subsided. Xia Zhiyuan sighed in his heart, wondering why he should compete with a sick patient.

His arms felt a little sore, perhaps because he had been holding on for too long. Xia Zhiyuan wanted to move to the side, but was stopped by Zhao Changlin.

"Don't mention this matter to outsiders."

"Otherwise, according to the rules, Zhiyuan will most likely have to drink a cup of hot tea in the prison of the shadow guards."

Are you saying this on purpose to tease yourself?

Xia Zhiyuan simply let go of his supporting hands, laid down on the princess' chest, and raised his eyebrows.

"Tomorrow morning, Your Highness will know whether your injury has healed?"

Seeing her confident look, Zhao Changlin actually didn't take it seriously. If the Xia family's prescription could really be compared with the imperial doctors of the Imperial Hospital, then there was no need for him to say anything. It was estimated that the imperial doctors would all hang themselves at the gate of the Imperial Hospital with ropes.

What made her feel at ease was Xia Zhiyuan's concern for her. At least this little rabbit was not an untreatable rabbit.

Zhao Changlin raised his arm, the red rope on it was still there. It was returned to him by the palace maids today.

There was so much blood on the red rope that day that it had turned black and red. It looked very creepy and was filled with the smell of blood.

After washing, it looks brand new, which is very pleasing to the eye.

"This was originally a red string that Zhiyuan used to pray for my safe return. I guess Zhiyuan was particularly pious that day, so the Bodhisattva saved my life."

"Thank you... Ji Won."

"Fortunately, the red string was not broken and was not lost."

Xia Zhiyuan was stunned when he saw the red rope on Zhao Changlin's fair wrist. He had just asked for it, but he didn't expect that the prince would treat it like a treasure.

Normally, His Highness wears gold and jade bracelets, or fine jadeite.

My heart was pounding.

"No... no need to thank me. Your Highness also rewarded Zhiyuan with a lot of ginseng, didn't he?"

She looks so cute when she's anxious and tongue-tied.

Zhao Changlin couldn't help but raise his hand and place it on Xia Zhiyuan's forehead. His fingertips touched the hair on her forehead and rubbed it slightly.

"Okay, let's just exchange some courtesy."

"Go to sleep."

Then, Zhao Changlin kissed her forehead, and his slightly moist soft lips fell on Xia Zhiyuan's skin.

The heart beats faster.

As if running away, Xia Zhiyuan quickly lay down on the other side of the bed, covered himself with the quilt, and touched his forehead with his hand.

Oh my God, oh my God, she was aroused again and her heart was beating fast.

Zhao Changlin, this woman full of temptation!!! Have you figured out who the Captor is?!!!

I am the greatest 1! The 1 on top!

Since it's 1, then blush like a bubble teapot! Xia Zhiyuan, you should work harder!!!

His palms gradually slid down from his forehead and fell to the side of his cheek. He held his cheeks with both hands, and a hot feeling passed into his palms. It was obvious that his appearance at this moment was not much different from a monkey's butt.

Seeing Xia Zhiyuan's shy look, Zhao Changlin smiled and said softly, "Good night."

Then he lay down again and rested.

After one night.

Until the morning when the palace maids came in quietly and were about to help His Highness wash and have breakfast, Xia Zhiyuan did not fall asleep. Although his eyes were closed, Xia Zhiyuan's mind never stopped for a moment.

Why did she feel that she had some unusual feelings for His Highness? She lay in the quilt and shook her head gently. Xia Zhiyuan seemed to be giving her affirmation.

As a hunter, how can you be the first to fall in love with your prey?

"Your Highness, it's time to wash up."

The voice of the senior palace maid reached his ears through the quilt. Xia Zhiyuan held his breath and listened carefully.

Sure enough, there were some slight movements around him. Zhao Changlin lifted the quilt, stood up, and indicated that he understood.

As his feet stepped on the soft wool, the aches and pains in his body mostly disappeared. He supported himself on the bed with his hands and was about to get up when he heard the senior palace maid beside him scream in a low voice.

"Your Highness, please don't hurt your arm."

The palace maid approached hurriedly, but she knew her identity, so she could only stand aside and worry.

Zhao Changlin looked at his arm and was surprised to find that the piercing pain had disappeared.

She slowly raised her arm, placed her thumb on her palm, released it, and clenched it again, her arm acting as if it had never been injured.

It is so easy to use that even the place where the sharp blade pierced no longer hurts.

My thoughts instantly came to the bottle of bitter medicine that Xia Zhiyuan "personally" fed into my mouth last night.

Could it be that... that potion really has miraculous effects?

"I'm fine... don't worry."

"Wash up first."

Even if her injury was really healed, she couldn't tell anyone about it. Zhao Changlin decided to take advantage of the situation. She wanted to see who was secretly plotting to take her life.

Repay him with his own way.

She will definitely take revenge for this arrow.

When the time comes, let that person taste what it feels like to have his bones broken.

After saying that, Zhao Changlin leaned over, patted the quilt gently, and said in a gentle voice: "Zhiyuan, you can get up now."

Since His Highness personally called me to get up, I couldn't stay in bed any longer.

The bathtub was already filled with warm water. Zhao Changlin soaked in the water, his back resting against the white and smooth jade. Looking at his arms, the signs of black and purple blood vessels had disappeared.

The palace maids did not remove the bandages just now. After washing, they had to apply new bandages.

However, Zhao Changlin felt that the back of his hand had completely healed. He pulled the bandage with his fingertips, and in the blink of an eye, the long bandage loosened and fell beside the bathtub.

In the hot mist, the white bandage was instantly soaked and half of it sank into the pool water.

The blood color above spread out in the pool water.

"Your Highness...why do you want to remove the bandages?"

"What if the wound doesn't heal?"

Xia Zhiyuan moved closer anxiously. The warm pool water flowed over her fair skin, leaving patches of redness on it. Her eyes showed anxiety.

Although she asked the system to exchange the medicine herself, she had no idea how effective the medicine would be and how much it could help the princess recover from her injuries.

Through the mist, Zhao Changlin's face was a little red. Perhaps it was caused by the heat, her eyelashes were slightly wet.

The lips became more rosy and no longer had the previous pale feeling.

Supporting his temple with his injured hand, Zhao Changlin turned his head to look at her.