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

Listening to the sound of wheels driving on the official road, crossing the bluestone road, the sound of horse hooves is crisp, driving steadily, and there are countless shadow guards following behind.

When the curtain was drawn, what came into view was not the familiar streets of Jinzhou City, but high walls made of bluestone, stretching as far as the eye could see, seemingly reaching up to the sky.

"Miss... Miss... the palace is in front..."

Chunni began to stutter as she spoke, and could hardly believe her eyes. She rubbed them with her hands and looked more carefully. In the distance, on the red glazed tiles of the high wall, there were small sculptures of mythical beasts.

Although the imperial palace was in Jinzhou City, Chunni had only seen it from afar on the streets before. The imperial city was towering into the clouds, a place they could hardly even imagine.

Only the master needs to go to the palace for court sessions every day.

Maids like them didn't even dare to think about it. Even when they brought umbrellas and clothes to the master, they would stand far away at a corner of the city gate and didn't dare to get close to the guards.

After all, the imperial city is under martial law.

"It really is."

It was exactly the same as in the TV series. Xia Zhiyuan looked at the flying white bird and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Seeing the young lady so calm, Chunni was filled with admiration. Although she knew that the young lady's body was not suitable for exposure to the wind right now, Chunni wanted the young lady to look at the scenery outside more.

I couldn't bear to let the curtain down.

In their team, except for the shadow guards who were dressed in black, everyone else wore simple white robes or plain clothes.

The convoy moved forward in silence and lifelessness.

Zhao Changlin felt the familiar breeze of the imperial city blowing on her cheek, but she didn't think too much before leaving and reached out to grab the reins.

As the horse galloped along, a tear rolled down his cheek unknowingly. Zhao Changlin then realized that he had been alone for a long time.

My mother and father had passed away long ago.

He was wearing soft armor with another layer of armor inside, so Zhao Changlin's sitting and standing posture was always straight from childhood to adulthood.

"Your Highness... Miss Xia's room has been cleaned up... It's in your former bedroom. I wonder if your Highness is satisfied with it?"

"The East Palace has been vacant for a long time and has not been cleaned up yet."

"If you want to move in, I'm afraid Your Highness will have to wait for a while."

The one who brought the message back and forth was a shadow guard who came on horseback from the palace. His clothes might be slightly different from those of the shadow guards following behind the main force.

"I see."

"Has the funeral hall been arranged?"

Zhao Changlin raised his eyes. There were no traces of tears on his cheeks, only his eyelashes were slightly wet.

The beauty is breathtaking.

Even though he was wearing a black iron mask, the shadow guard was visibly startled, and then he reacted at the speed of light and immediately replied, "Your Highness, everything has been arranged, and no one in the palace dares to neglect it."

"The palace maid files that His Highness ordered to be checked last time have all been investigated... They have not yet been sent out of the palace and are currently in His Highness' bedroom."

After hearing the satisfactory answer, Zhao Changlin said nothing. The shadow guard bowed again on his horse, with his legs clamped under the horse's belly.

"Your Highness, I will take my leave."

Looking at the shadow guard in black armor, Zhao Changlin slowly said, "Zhiyuan is not in good health. My bedroom has not been occupied for a long time. Remember to fumigate it with wormwood and use mild insect repellent. Report to the Imperial Hospital."

"They will supply all the medicinal materials in the future."

"Investigate carefully. If there are any other abnormalities, report to me immediately."

His Highness left such a small matter to the end. The shadow guard already understood a little bit, nodded and replied: "Yes, Your Highness, I will follow your orders."

It seems that the rumors are true. The daughter of the Minister of Rites, Xia Zhiyuan, is indeed a favorite in the eyes of His Highness. I am afraid that even Lord Di Ping cannot compare to her.

Has her position in His Highness' heart reached the point where His Highness can hand over the most important military command to her?

It seems that they have to pay more attention to Xia Zhiyuan's movements in the future. At least they must not make His Highness sad or worried. This is the most basic duty of a shadow guard, and everything revolves around His Highness.

His Highness's joys and sorrows.

……

"Miss, are we really going to move into the palace?"

If she had known earlier, she shouldn't have complained about the Princess's residence! Now she can't even live in the Princess's residence anymore, she has to move directly to the palace in the palace!

This was simply unimaginable to her... Chunni had only heard about the intrigues and deceptions within the palace from her companions before.

But now it's her turn to enter the palace. Chunni feels that if she enters the palace today, she will be thrown into jail tonight for breaking a potted plant.

No, maybe I don’t need to smash a potted plant, because other reasons will also go in…

Chunni's sad thoughts could hardly be concealed, and even Xia Zhiyuan, who was rubbing his sore buttocks beside him, noticed it.

"What's wrong? You look so sad..."

"Did you forget to bring your things?"

Xia Zhiyuan stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Chunni, looking a little confused.

However, he already had some guesses in his mind. It was very likely that the extremely strict security of the imperial city caused Chunni a great sense of uneasiness.

"No...no...Miss, I'm just a little scared. Chunni is clumsy...will she be a burden to you in the palace?"

Looking down at her skirt, Chunni felt for the first time that she might not be able to return to the Xia family mansion for a long time.

She clasped the pleated corner of her skirt tightly with both hands, her body actually trembling slightly, and all the ghost stories she had listened to in bed with her maid friends in the past suddenly came to her mind.

For example, there are the female ghost in the well in the palace, the young eunuch who died unjustly, the concubine in the cold palace, the palace maid who wanted to climb onto the dragon bed but was drugged by the concubines, and so on.

At that time, Chunni was the most timid one. When the maids were playing and fighting, Chunni always covered herself with a quilt. She wanted to listen but felt afraid.

But there were three maids sleeping with her in the four-person dormitory, so Chunni felt very at ease.

It was not until she was chosen as the young lady's maid that Chunni had her own small bedroom, but she often sneaked back to the dormitory.

She continued to listen to her companions telling ghost stories or weird stories from the streets, especially Xiao Douya, who helped in the kitchen. She could go out to buy vegetables, chicken, duck, fish and meat every day, so she could bring back many fresh stories every time.

But now... Chunni felt that the stories he had heard before were becoming reality, coming to him one by one.

"It's okay, Chunni."

"If you see a female ghost, come find me... I promise to help you slap the female ghost away!"

As a staunch materialist fighter, how could Xia Zhiyuan possibly believe in the existence of ghosts... Haha... It must be a lie... Yes, that's right, it must be a lie.