The man she imprisoned was a white-skinned

The spring rains are always long and dense, and once they start, the whole land is immersed in the coldness of winter. When spring comes next year, it is most likely to have cold waves and fog.

The rain outside the window has been falling heavily for three days. Meng Xuanhe is always sleepy, so she stays in the hall to keep warm and read. Such worldly happiness makes her extremely satisfied.

Since she came back from the palace and brought back the two handsome brothers, the restless lovers in her courtyard have become much more obedient. She was wondering, and had no idea that rumors about the eldest princess had spread all over the capital.

For a time, Meng Xuan and his extremely perverted idea spread throughout the streets and alleys, and everyone was in danger. These rumors also spread to the princess's mansion, and those male concubines who had previously wanted to compete for the princess's favor became quiet, fearing that this "honor and favor" would fall on them.

Meng Xuanhe had been immersed in storybooks recently and had heard a little about this matter, but didn't take it seriously.

She was already notorious, so one more crime wouldn't matter. People used to scare children, saying that if they didn't obey, the princess would take them away.

The older twin brother is as gentle as jade, and the younger twin brother is bright and handsome. Meng Xuanhe has thought of a good name for them.

In this chaotic dynasty, the greatest misfortune is to be beautiful but unable to protect oneself. Although being raised in her princess's mansion would lose her reputation, she would no longer have to suffer humiliation.

After all, they were personally appointed by the emperor. After the twins entered the palace, they were not in the same courtyard with those concubines. The princess stayed indoors and everyone thought she was studying those perverted methods again.

The person at the center of public opinion was currently leaning on the gorgeous camphor couch by the window, holding a storybook in his left hand and tapping on the wooden window with his right hand intermittently, as if he was playing music rhythmically.

Meng Xuanhe stretched her body leisurely before getting up and writing. She casually drew a few pictures of the Zodiac Spiritual Painting Art, and the effect was quite good. She was surprised to find that no matter how she practiced the Spiritual Painting Art before she traveled through time, the art lacked a little spirituality.

Although her current spirit painting technique is still at the zodiac level, it is much more spiritual than before.

"It seems that what the master said was right." Meng Sangxi once admitted after drinking that this world lacked spiritual energy. No matter how she practiced before crossing over, she could only remain in the mortal world.

This kind of leisurely and peaceful time only lasted for a few days, and in the blink of an eye, it was five days later.

She always remembered the spring banquet held by Duke Yan's Mansion.

Duke Yan was a member of the Qingliu faction in the court of Nanmeng. He was loyal to Nanmeng and devoted himself to the country. He was highly valued by the previous emperor and had criticized the unlearned prince Meng Ziyan many times.

Later, when Meng Ziyan ascended the throne, Duke Yan also tried his best to persuade him to be a wise ruler. But Meng Ziyan not only refused to listen, but also went against him. Now he even regards Duke Yan's faction as a thorn in his side.

Having finally seized this opportunity, Meng Ziyan asked Meng Xuanhe to cause a big disturbance at the Spring Banquet.

"Princess, you have to be more careful. This is the Duke of Yan's Mansion after all." Nanny Wen reminded her with some concern.

"The emperor is the most important. He would rather offend the Duke of Yan's Mansion than offend my brother." Meng Xuanhe said helplessly.

Upon hearing this, Nanny Wen smiled bitterly. If necessary, she would take the blame on herself. At least she would not let the princess become mortal enemies with the Duke of Yan's Mansion. That's what she thought.

Meng Xuan and her maids cleaned up and washed up, then got on the carriage and headed to the Duke of Yan's Mansion. Playing a sarcastic and arrogant princess is much easier than entering the palace.

The carriage showed Meng Xuanhe's status, and he had a smooth journey through the capital. At this time, the gate of the Duke of Yan's mansion was extremely lively, and the people in the mansion were receiving these distinguished guests attentively.

The carriage with royal identity embroidered on it stopped in front of the Duke of Yan's mansion. Everyone stopped and looked at each other.

A person walked out of the carriage. Her skin was white and crystal clear like jade, her eyes were like autumn water, and she was wearing a crimson purple dress with wide sleeves, which made her look very elegant.

But there was no surprise in everyone's eyes, and a feeling of disgust and contempt surged in their hearts. On the surface, they lowered their heads cautiously, hiding their thoughts.

"What? The Duke's Mansion is so poor that no one receives me in person?" Meng Xuanhe sneered and sneered with contempt.

The person who met her outside the mansion was the second wife of Duke Yan. Although she was not the main wife, she was not rude when receiving guests.

Her face was pale and blue, and she cursed in her heart, why did this annoying princess come to the Spring Banquet instead of staying in the Princess Mansion? She was going to cause a big fuss in their Duke's Mansion.

"My concubine greets the eldest princess, and I hope she is safe. The Duke of Yan's mansion is hosting a banquet today. If the princess has anything to do, she might as well come back another day." The second wife said stiffly.

"I'm just a little concubine, and I don't know how my master disciplines me." Meng Xuanhe chuckled, her arrogance and disdain in her eyes unable to be concealed, and she didn't even glance at the Second Madam.

The second lady's face turned pale when she heard this. Many princes and nobles stood here and witnessed her embarrassment.

Meng Xuan felt a little guilty, but she was also in a difficult situation and could not save herself. Second Madam apologized.

It was probably because Meng Xuanhe made too much noise and disturbed the Duke of Yan's residence. The Duke's wife, Song, came out and said with a smile, "The Duke's residence is not welcoming enough. I hope the princess will forgive me. Your Highness, please come in."

No matter how angry Mrs. Song was, she couldn't stop talking at this moment.

As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person, but Meng Xuanhe still said sarcastically: "Is this the Duke's Mansion? How come it is almost the same as the courtyard where I keep my concubine in the Princess' Mansion."

If she made a big fuss outside the Duke of Yan's mansion, the news would probably spread throughout Bian Jing and reach Meng Ziyan's ears in the afternoon, so she would rather make more noise here.

Mrs. Song's character was much better than that of the Second Lady, and she endured such humiliating words.

Seeing Madam Song's calm and unrefutable attitude, Meng Xuanhe knew that she couldn't go too far, so she still entered the mansion in a "delicate" manner.

Many dignitaries had already sat down at the banquet, and when they saw Meng Xuanhe coming, the laughter and joy suddenly turned into silence, and everyone was very frugal with words, creating an awkward atmosphere.

"Why aren't you smiling? This princess still likes your hypocritical and flattering appearance." Meng Xuanhe sighed inwardly. The princess could indeed bring the atmosphere to freezing point wherever she went.

Her words angered many people at the banquet, and they were treating them as people who were trying to make fun of her. Among the distinguished guests who came to the banquet, there were many descendants of powerful officials. How could a young man endure such humiliation?

"Princess, please be careful with your words!" Meng Xuanhe looked up and heard a woman's voice. She followed the gaze.

A person suddenly stood up during the banquet, with handsome eyebrows, black hair, and a fluttering red skirt. He stood proudly in the spring breeze, and did not bow his head in the face of power. He was like a sharp sword piercing the clouds, dashing and elegant.

Meng Xuanhe: Sister Zha, I love you!

She took a deep breath and pursed her lips. Everyone took it as a sign that she was going to get angry and shrank their necks.

"My dear lady, please come to the princess's mansion often when you have time." Meng Xuan spoke faster than his brain, and everyone was stunned when he said this.

The girl in the red dress frowned, her expression expressionless.

As if she felt too many strange looks, Meng Xuanhe coughed slightly and said, "I think you are attractive to me. If you come to the princess's mansion, I will grant you a separate courtyard, one of your own."

After saying that, he threw a coquettish glance at the sassy young lady.

When everyone at the table learned what Meng Xuanhe meant, they gasped. It turned out that the eldest princess was not only perverted, but also attracted both men and women?

So, after the Spring Banquet, another bad reputation of Meng Xuanhe spread.

"How dare you speak so arrogantly and humiliate Miss Yan." Another handsome young man stood up.

It turns out that she is the eldest daughter of Duke Yan's mansion, Yan Liujing. As her name suggests, she is as translucent as glass and glittering as thorns, standing firm and resonant.

Before coming, she had consulted Nanny Wen to find out the situation in Duke Yan's Mansion.

As the person involved, Yan Liujing was not very angry, but the hatred towards Meng Xuanhe was real in his eyes, and his clenched fists were shaking slightly.

"The Duke is here." Duke Yan walked to the banquet table and sat in the seat of honor.

Everyone thought that the young man was going to be killed by the princess, but she just shrugged her shoulders and walked straight to Yan Liujing.

"Miss Yan, would you consider this?"

Yan Liujing could no longer tolerate her repeated provocations. She flicked her left hand from behind her back and a small stone shot from behind at Meng Xuan's ankle.

No one at the table could see clearly, but Meng Xuanhe was close by and captured the scene.

She remained calm and prayed that this farce would end like this. She really didn't want to be a shrew and ruin other people's party.