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

Countless blood foams splashed.

Spots of water splashed onto Zhao Changlin's cheek, and her cheek, as white as jade, was stained with dirt at this moment.

Zhao Changlin's hands protected Xia Zhiyuan. She was breathing rapidly, and their bodies were pressed tightly together. Xia Zhiyuan could even hear the sound of the gold jewelry on Zhao Changlin's body jingling.

The sound of bells is crisp.

"Your Highness!"

The shadow guards all cried out in worry.

"You're taking it too lightly... Ji Won."

Zhao Changlin heard the person behind him groan and die, then he hurriedly lowered his head to check on the person in his arms.

There were only a few blood beads on Xia Zhiyuan's area under his eyelashes, while the rest of his body was still clean and tidy. That blood-colored bead stood out so prominently.

Stretching out his fingers, Zhao Changlin gently wiped the stains on Xia Zhiyuan's face until the bloodstain completely disappeared.

"Your Highness... it's too tight..."

When Xia Zhiyuan was hugged in the arms just now, he felt that his waist was about to break. His Highness was wearing leather soft armor, but this soft armor was only compared to heavy armor and was not heavy.

But for a patient like her, wearing this kind of armor makes her feel suffocated.

Zhao Changlin finally reacted, breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly loosened his hand. At this time, Chunni, who was standing beside him, was so scared that her face turned pale that she didn't even dare to make a sound.

She looked at the handkerchief in her hand and handed it over anyway.

"Your Highness... wipe the blood off your face..."

Hearing Chunni's intermittent and frightened voice, Zhao Changlin realized that his cheeks had been covered with that man's blood without him noticing.

"As long as you're okay."

Taking the handkerchief, Zhao Changlin was just about to wipe his cheek when Xia Zhiyuan stretched out his fingers and covered the back of His Highness's hand.

He said softly, "Your Highness, let Zhiyuan come."

There was a dark look in her eyes, and Zhao Changlin could feel Xia Zhiyuan's body trembling slightly, as if she was a little scared.

But he still offered to wipe the blood off his face, and the blood beads gradually slid down to his chin, just like a beautiful jade being soaked.

The white snow brushed past and it returned to its flawless white jade appearance.

"it is good."

"Since you took the initiative to bring it up, why shouldn't I give in?"

Zhao Changlin let Xia Zhiyuan wipe his face with a handkerchief and looked into Xia Zhiyuan's eyes, but he had already started thinking in his mind.

Did I lose control just now?

Just like that, he almost subconsciously and without hesitation protected her in front of him. Zhao Changlin was even unsure of his own judgment and wondered if he was being influenced again.

"Your Highness...can you promise Zhiyuan that you won't take risks like this again next time?"

"Ji Yuan, I'm worried about Your Highness."

She spoke sincerely and the doubts that had just arisen in Zhao Changlin's heart gradually disappeared. He was right, he was just overthinking.

Zhiyuan never asked me to do anything, nor did she ever ask me to do anything for her as His Highness.

From beginning to end, she looked down at Xia Zhiyuan.

"it is good."

She just simply replied with a yes, and Zhao Changlin began to feel a little afraid to make his thoughts public. As long as she agreed, it meant that he would not act more than thinking next time.

I won't lose control.

"I promise you, I won't do this next time."

"But Zhiyuan also promised me that you won't be so reckless next time."

Zhao Changlin returned to her previous appearance. Her pretty eyebrows drooped, and her fingertips hooked on the strap hanging in front of Xia Zhiyuan's chest. Perhaps because of the squatting action just now, the knot on Xia Zhiyuan's body was a little loose.

She quickly untied the knot with her fingers and then tied it up slowly, as if she was afraid that the little rabbit would catch a cold and have a fever in the night wind.

As for the corpse behind him, Zhao Changlin already had a plan in mind.

Since the news here has been blocked, people outside only know that there was a fire at the junction of archives between the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Industry tonight. Why don't we take advantage of the situation?

Let that group of people think they are foolproof, let down their guard, and start to act arrogantly again.

However, the news of this person's death cannot be spread.

We had to claim to the public that we were the ones who “captured alive and burned the archives” so that those people would think they were safe, while at the same time being nervous all the time.

If "they" are not at ease and worry that this person will not be able to withstand the punishment in prison and give himself away, then they will definitely send someone to give him a cup of poisoned wine.

At that time, Zhao Changlin will start from here and find Gu Zhao - Commander Gu and the Ministry of War and Treasury who conspired to plan this matter.

Whose order did they follow in wanting to kill Xia Zhiyuan?

Could it be... that it is really my uncle?

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"Hey, did you guys hear that yesterday... there was a big fight..."

Intermittent conversations came from the mouths of several maids who were washing clothes. Their fingers were pinching the clothes and scrubbing them slowly.

"Could it be that the guards are lazy and sleeping?"

"After all... I heard that there are many young masters there."

Another maid who joined in the conversation raised her wrist and wiped the dense beads of sweat on her forehead, but did not dare to stop and continued to scrub the clothes.

"You two, are you kidding me? You dare to talk about these things at this time?"

The aunt in charge brought over another bucket of dirty clothes, placed it heavily on the ground, and started scolding the two maids who were chatting happily.

The ferocious look between her brows made the two maids dare not speak. They just dared to busy themselves with their own work and did not even dare to raise their heads.

In an instant they turned into two quails, burying their heads low.

"Your Highness will be presiding over the late emperor's funeral today... I heard that he will be buried together with the late queen."

"You said there was a fire last night. Isn't that a coincidence?"

The people walking towards them were the senior palace maids of Concubine De and Concubine Xian. They were talking happily, wearing plain robes, and stepped over the threshold together.

Both Concubine De and Concubine Xian were from prominent families, and even if the late emperor passed away, according to the rules of the harem, they could move in and live with the empress dowager, so the maids in the two palaces were not as sad as other people in the palace.

Worry about what will happen after you die.

Besides, the Empress Dowager is only in her early forties. She is the third empress of Emperor Wande and the stepmother of the late emperor, so she is about the same age as the late emperor.

The empress dowager has taken very good care of herself. To be honest, she looks no better than the concubines in the harem who are over 30 years old.

Moreover, the Queen Mother was born in the Duke's Mansion and had excellent character, morals and etiquette, so many concubines admired her.

What's more, since the death of the late queen, the emperor has been depressed and in tears all day long, and rarely comes to the harem.

The concubines all liked to go to the Queen Mother to play cards, walk the birds, look at the flowers, listen to music and appreciate the moon.

It's really a happy time.