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

"I wanted to call you that, so I did."

"Zhiyuan, do you still remember the first time we met? At that time, I could see that you had ulterior motives."

Zhao Changlin did not stop, but she was afraid that Xia Zhiyuan would catch a cold if he stayed on the ground for too long, so she took off the white fox fur coat she was wearing and covered Xia Zhiyuan's back with it.

Like touching a beautiful jade.

Zhao Changlin's fingertips fell on the groove of her back in an intimate manner.

“Huh…Huh…Really?”

"Ji Won... I knew long ago that His Highness would see through it at a glance... But I still want to bet... Will His Highness choose Ji Won... or Ji Won's... brother..."

Xia Zhiyuan thought, how can she admit defeat in such a matter? She is bound to the system!

She must A it!

So she put her hand on Zhao Changlin's shoulder and whispered softly, very seductively. She smiled slightly, not caring that the white fox fur Zhao Changlin had put on her was slipping off her body.

"Now it seems... Zhiyuan did not choose the wrong person?"

"Isn't that right... Your Highness?"

Xia Zhiyuan slightly opened her red lips and gently kissed Zhao Changlin's earlobe. Her words were a little unclear, but it was enough to touch people's heartstrings.

"I knew your trap long ago and stepped into it voluntarily."

"In that case, you made the right bet."

With her neck slightly tilted back, Zhao Changlin protected Xia Zhiyuan with her hands and suddenly stood up. Her arms were tense, she hugged Xia Zhiyuan with both hands, and her feet were on the soft wool blanket.

Slowly walked into the white curtain.

Xia Zhiyuan was a little panicked at first, but when he realized that Zhao Changlin was heading towards the bed, he leaned his body closer to him, with their chests pressed against each other.

They could hear each other's heartbeats in their ears, and her legs were swinging leisurely in a comfortable posture.

"Wow... Host, this system admits that I was a little too loud with you this morning... This is awesome!"

"It was taken down so quickly!"

"Congratulations to the host for your continued success!"

Xia Zhiyuan opened his eyes and saw the white curtain being slowly lowered, swaying in the dim candlelight.

She raised her head and gently placed another kiss on the side of His Highness's cheek. It smelled sweet and soft, and the long black hair hanging from His Highness's temples fell on the bridge of her nose.

It was softer than the fluff on a blanket, and it made one's mind wander and think about other things.

She laughed out loud, her breath rising and falling, all falling on Zhao Changlin's cheek. Xia Zhiyuan used some strength and continued, "Your Highness... the good night is short."

……

Looking at the maids and old women coming in and out of the courtyard, Nuo Hanyan's palms broke out in a thin layer of sweat. Outside the archway of the courtyard, a man in a white robe walked in with a folding fan in his hand.

There was a cylindrical jade pendant hanging on the folding fan, which looked very noble. He used the fan to pick up the slightly drooping hydrangea branches.

He wore a silver crown and had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. The only flaw was that his skin was too tanned and seemed to have some sunburns.

"Ayan, have you done everything I told you to do?"

"If it was A-Yan who called Zhi-Yuan, I think Zhi-Yuan would definitely come to the appointment."

He opened the folding fan, which was filled with calligraphy by a great master. The writing was smooth and flowing. The picture painted on the fan was of a majestic mountain cliff, with rushing water.

Ink smudge.

It matches the scenery of the garden very well.

"Brother Boshan... I don't know... will she come to the appointment? And... is Brother Boshan really going to make it clear to her?"

Hearing Nuo Hanyan's question, Lu Boshan strode up to the corridor and nodded.

"nature."

"But...did Zhiyuan write you a reply?"

Lu Boshan inquired carefully. He didn't want this matter to go wrong or cause any complications, so now he could only coax Nuo Hanyan.

"No…"

"However, I did ask someone to send the letter over. It depends on whether she comes today."

"Forget about coming. Our General's Mansion is not a place where you can come and go as you please."

Nuo Hanyan returned to being the arrogant young lady she used to be. Although she said that, the weak image of Xia Zhiyuan popped up in her mind.

Although she was weak, she did not look like she was seriously ill. On that day, facing the murderous guards on horseback, all the women and court officials could not avoid them.

Only Xia Zhiyuan, with his shadow guards, broke into the emperor's tent alone as if he was risking his life.

She likes Her Royal Highness the Princess so much.

He was even willing to sacrifice his own life for the princess. He was just a study companion, so why bother?

……

On the other side, the maid who was standing in the courtyard pruning chrysanthemums was listening carefully to the conversation between her mistress and Marquis Zhongyong.

She put down the scissors, handed them to a maid next to her, stood up and patted her skirt, shaking off some gold petals.

"I'll get a broom, you just cut the extra growth and the yellow leaves first."

The little maid was obviously new. She listened respectfully and finally took the scissors.

He replied softly, "Yes."

He speaks softly, is very timid, obedient and honest.

The fragrance of chrysanthemums is carried by the autumn wind and drifts in the courtyard, with a strong autumn atmosphere.

The maid hurriedly left the courtyard, turned a few gravel roads, and walked to the corner where the servants piled their brooms.

I saw a servant drawing water from the well with quick movements. He stretched out his hand and threw the bucket into the well. The deep well bell echoed slowly. Veins on his arms bulged. The servant puffed up his cheeks and picked up the bucket of water in one breath.

The maid picked up the broom and looked around, and found that there were no servants resting in the house. After all, the eldest lady had called everyone out to clean the yard today.

Taking advantage of the time when no one was around, she quickly walked to the servant, lowered her head and whispered a few words, and the servant nodded.

The encounter between the two was only for a moment.

After the maid finished speaking, she took a breath, clenched the broom tightly in her fingers, and returned to the original path.

The servant, who had stopped fetching water, put his hand to his lips, slightly bent his fingers, and whistled.

The whistle was so light that it sounded like the chirping of birds in the courtyard.

No one cares.

However, a beggar who was standing not far outside the general's mansion heard the voice. He opened his eyes and was about to get up when a man dressed as a guard from General Sima's mansion came towards him viciously.

"Get up, you old beggar."

"Do you know where this place is?"

"You don't want to live anymore. Why sleep in front of the general's mansion when you can sleep anywhere else?"

"Hurry up, don't blame me for being rude later!"

The guard clenched his fists and patted the long sword on his waist.

"Yes... yes... General, let's go now, let's go now... Isn't it quiet here? I'll just sleep here for a while longer, General... sorry to bother you...!"

The beggar clasped his hands together and quickly slipped away.