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

"Okay, Di Ping...don't be so fierce."

"Please, you two."

Xia Zhiyuan stood in the courtyard. Although she was a guest, she was still contented here.

"Zhiyuan, can you and I talk in private?"

Glancing at the followers around him, Lu Boshan frowned slightly. He didn't want so many people eavesdropping on his conversation with Zhiyuan.

Xia Zhiyuan saw the long-lost face of Marquis Zhongyong. After staying in Jinzhou for ten days and a half a month, his skin was not as dark as before, and even the expression on his facial expression could be seen clearly.

The first step for those who plan the situation.

You should control your emotions and remain calm. Even if there are mountains and seas roaring, you should remain as still as a mountain.

In this regard, he is really no match for His Highness.

"Brother Boshan, didn't we agree to go together?"

"Why, you want to have a private conversation with..."

Having said that, Nuo Hanyan looked up at Xia Zhiyuan feeling a little guilty, her shy attitude like a girl was clearly visible.

"Of course I have something important to say. Are you willing to understand, Ayan?"

Lu Boshan was a little annoyed, but at this critical moment, he could only follow Nuo Hanyan's wishes.

His tone softened a bit, but it was not hard to see that Lu Boshan was feeling impatient.

"Let's go together."

"If Zhiyuan takes too long to leave the palace, I'm afraid His Highness will be worried."

Xia Zhiyuan did not lie, but her words shocked Lu Boshan. He thought that Xia Zhiyuan begged His Highness to leave the palace and would not tell Her Royal Highness the Princess.

It seems now.

From Xia Zhiyuan's tone, His Highness naturally knew that Xia Zhiyuan was in the Grand Marshal's Mansion.

The girl was like Qingxue, and even the word "Your Highness" was said with a smile, her long robe fluttering.

Your Highness again…Your Highness again.

Her Royal Highness the Princess is everywhere.

His chest heaved as he forcibly suppressed the evil fire. If it was his attachment and love for Xia Zhiyuan that made him become like this, then that wouldn't be the case.

There was a fleeting hatred in his eyes.

It is the feeling of anger that one has lost control of what one owns. This is the marriage chosen for him by his mother, this is his favorite wife, and this is the future Lady Marquis of the Marquisate.

Your Highness, what right does she have to interfere?

Just because she is Princess Changyi.

Just because she is the crown prince of the Eastern Palace? !

"Your Highness...are you okay?"

Nuo Hanyan was not unaware of the recent series of events in the palace. She slowly walked down the steps with hesitation in her tone.

Hearing Nuo Hanyan's concern, Xia Zhiyuan paused for a moment and instantly came to a conclusion in his heart.

Could it be that Nuo Hanyan doesn’t know about the affair between General Sima and the male protagonist?

That's right, although Lu Boshan asked me out in the name of Nuo Hanyan, this guy might not tell the truth.

That's why he asked to talk to me in private just now, not wanting others to hear.

"Eat well, sleep well, and don't worry, Your Highness."

"It's just that...Your Highness is not at peace."

Xia Zhiyuan turned around and looked at Nuo Hanyan, and there was a pause for a moment. Nuo Hanyan was frightened by being stared at, and she knew that it was indeed wrong to ask Xia Zhiyuan out at this time.

As the eldest princess's study companion.

I guess she must have a lot of things to deal with at this time.

But Nuo Hanyan still stepped onto the stairs facing Xia Zhiyuan's gaze, comforting herself in her heart that she did not force her to come.

She came here of her own accord.

Xia Zhiyuan looked at Nuo Hanyan who was walking up, and regardless of whether Lu Boshan was present or not, he said directly: "The situation in the world is turbulent now. I wonder what Miss Nuo is thinking?"

She was not asking about General Sima, but Nuo Hanyan in front of her.

The reason is very simple. Xia Zhiyuan knows that Nuo Hanyan can influence many decisions of General Sima, just like General Sima decided to help the male protagonist because of Nuo Hanyan's choice.

Nuo Hanyan had an idea. Recently, many people came to the mansion, all to see their father, and there were only two reasons.

First, all the royal relatives and nobles wanted to know where General Sima would go and what choice he would make.

The second is to seek refuge in the general's mansion.

But Xia Zhiyuan was the only one who personally asked for her opinion. She pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, and was about to answer Xia Zhiyuan's question.

But her view was blocked by a tall figure, Lu Boshan was standing in front of her.

Smile.

"Why do you ask this?"

"Loyalty to the emperor and loyalty to the ministers are the duties of the ministers. We will naturally follow Your Highness."

"I will not decline even if there is no sword or fire."

With his hands clasped together, Lu Boshan still looked like a modest gentleman, but anyone could see that he was trying to shirk responsibility.

"Yes, my Lord, what you said is absolutely right."

"It's unnecessary for Zhiyuan to ask such a question."

Although Xia Zhiyuan's words were flattering, he ignored Lu Boshan's response and instead extended his palm to Nuo Hanyan.

"However, the person Zhiyuan was asking about was not the Marquis."

Look at the palm in front of you.

Nuo Hanyan only felt a heat in her chest, and an inexplicable emotion spread in her chest. She stretched out her fingers, hesitated, and finally put them on slowly.

Before she touched Xia Zhiyuan's palm, Xia Zhiyuan held her hand firmly.

Attack the hearts and win over the people.

It is also the most important part.

As long as he could win over the eldest daughter of the general's mansion, His Highness would have a better chance of winning.

……

"Your Highness, this is what Miss Zhiyuan asked me to bring back."

In the hall, a shadow guard wearing a black iron mask knelt on one knee with a box in his hands.

When Zhao Changlin heard the familiar name, he immediately put down the brush in his hand and raised his head from the messy government affairs.

"Bring it up."

When the shadow guard heard the order, he quickly stood up, swiftly came to Zhao Changlin and placed the box on the table.

This is because Zhao Changlin is no stranger to the iron box that is specially used to convey important information. It was she who ordered the box to be made.

The patterns on it are carved with a lifelike Bi'an with its eyes wide open and angry.

Taking the exquisite iron box in his hand, Zhao Changlin stretched out his fingers and slowly opened the iron box. The switch of the iron box was exquisitely made.

Unless you are familiar with the structure of the iron box, you cannot open it at all.

With a crisp "click" sound, the iron box was opened, revealing a plain white handkerchief wrapped in a short crossbow arrow.

Zhao Changlin's palms tightened and he began to worry unconsciously.

Although Xia Zhiyuan did not write anything next to the arrow, Zhao Changlin could understand her meaning at a glance.

The workmanship is fine, the shaft is coated with tung oil, and the arrowheads are made of fine black iron, polished to a sharp edge.

A factory that can produce arrows on such a scale must have an extraordinary background. Zhao Changlin directly picked up the extremely sharp arrow.

Place it on your finger.

She was particularly familiar with the arrows produced by the royal factory. The patterns on the arrows were clearly visible in the dim light outside the window. Zhao Changlin could confirm it with just a quick glance.

This is indeed the work of the Ministry of Industry.