The man she imprisoned was a white-skinned

"This princess is not worthy of this, goodbye." Meng Xuanhe fled. The bricks and tiles here were too high, and she couldn't get down, so she could only jump down from the lower place in front.

Seeing Meng Xuanhe running away, Yan Chengan stood up and chased after her.

"Your Highness, would you please reconsider this?" He didn't want to stay in the Duke's Mansion for even a single day. Yan Cheng'an was a dandy and unruly person, and he was not compatible with the honest and courteous Duke Yan.

Only Yan Chengan could ask Meng Xuanhe to be taken back to the princess's mansion.

"I reject!"

She fled, he chased.

Meng Xuanhe: Why are there still people who are eager to be her lover?

The bricks and tiles in the backyard were a bit old, and Meng Xuanhe was in a panic and didn't know where to go, so he stepped on empty air.

The tiles fell with her, Yan Chengan stretched out his hand on the tiles to grab her, but he only grabbed a piece of her clothes. Meng Xuanhe fell down unexpectedly, but fortunately there was grass below, so the fall was not serious.

Only her hip was badly injured.

A look of guilt emerged in Yan Chengan's eyes.

"How dare you follow me." Meng Xuanhe glared at him angrily. If it weren't for Yan Chengan's unreasonable behavior, she wouldn't have ended up with a broken butt.

Yan Chengan did not follow him, as he was confined to the backyard. He wanted to escape even in his dreams, but he did not have the courage. He could only watch Meng Xuanhe limp away, with a hint of smile in his eyes.

Why does he feel that the eldest princess is a little cute?

The next day, as expected, Meng Xuan and the incident of causing chaos in the Duke's Mansion topped the "hot search list" in Bianjing City.

At that time, Meng Xuanhe was wearing men's clothes, sitting elegantly in the corner of the teahouse, listening to the storyteller telling about what happened yesterday.

"Not only did the princess mock the Duke's Mansion for being poor, she also fell in love with Miss Yan and wanted to bring her back to the mansion!" The storyteller was paying attention to the emotions of the people in the audience as he spoke.

As expected, this statement aroused the anger of many people. Yan Liujing was bright and beautiful, quite talented, and was the dream girl of many young men in the capital.

She was well-known for her charity with Duke Yan. How could such a bright and elegant woman be insulted by Meng Xuan and that witch?

Meng Xuanhe was cracking melon seeds and listening with great interest, as if the people being scolded were not her.

The storyteller continued to tell Meng Xuanhe's absurd deeds, adding some exaggerations to the story, which made the princess even blame herself.

"When she left the table, she didn't take the usual route, but climbed over the wall from the backyard of the Duke's Mansion. Before she left, she also took away a few bricks and tiles from the Duke's Mansion."

"Is there something wrong with this guy's brain?" Everyone was a little surprised when they heard this.

There was a "bang" sound, and Meng Xuanhe slammed the table and stood up, with anger showing between his brows.

Although her deeds were known to everyone, only a handful of people could recognize her, not to mention that she had changed her appearance and turned out to be a handsome young man.

"Little brother, do you also think this man is too bad?" A scholar was sitting in the teahouse. He was a scholar and a scholar, so he would not use words that were too vulgar. The word "bad" was the dirtiest word he had ever used.

Meng Xuanhe looked around and saw that everyone's eyes were focused on her.

"He's really bad, very bad, really bad to the core." Meng Xuanhe said gritting his teeth, but in his heart he cursed Yan Chengan.

As a result, the eldest princess was no longer the simple pervert she used to be in everyone's eyes, but had become a pervert who was popular with both men and women and had mental problems.

Yan! Cheng! An!

After Meng Xuanhe returned home, he was still cursing him in his heart. He didn't even need to think about it, it must have come from Yan Chengan's mouth.

But the only thing that could comfort Meng Xuanhe was that Meng Ziyan sent someone to deliver a lot of rewards in the afternoon. Two boxes full of jewelry and jade, it was worth it for her to bear all the insults.

These "heroic deeds" had long been heard by the emperor, and this jewelry was a satisfactory evaluation of her.

Meng Xuanhe sighed helplessly, thinking that it was finally over. What she should do most now is to stay away from Meng Ziyan, stay away from the chaos in the court, and follow the plot wholeheartedly.

"Fortunately, we didn't become enemies with the Duke of Yan's Mansion today. Your Highness, have you recovered?" Nanny Wen brought a bowl of ginger soup. Fearing that Meng Xuanhe might catch a cold, she also brought a small blanket to cover her.

"I feel like Miss Yan wants to eat me alive." Meng Xuanhe curled her lips. When she thought about being disliked by such a bright and heroic young lady, she wanted to eat Meng Ziyan.

"Miss Yan is an upright person. She can't stand treacherous officials and flatterers, so..." Nanny Wen didn't continue speaking. Meng Xuanhe understood in his heart.

Alas, tools also have troubles.

"It seems like I haven't visited Xiaoqi for a long time." Meng Xuanhe thought while stroking his chin after dinner.

Ever since she was exposed by Lin Zhao that day, Meng Xuanhe sent the imperial physician to treat her at night. She did not do it as a princess, after all, this was what the heroine should do.

Meng Xuanhe pushed the door open and went to the West Pavilion.

The West Pavilion was as desolate and quiet as ever. She had already ordered Xie Lin to move to the main hall of the West Pavilion. When Meng Xuanhe entered, Xie Lin was sitting obediently on the couch.

After not seeing him for a few days, he was getting healthier under the care of the imperial physician. His complexion had also recovered a lot, and his face was rosy and shiny. His eyes were covered with a white cloth with medicine applied on it.

"Xiao Qi." For the first time, Meng Xuanhe came in and he remained silent, and she spoke first.

Xie Lin's body stiffened and he moved forward, as if intentionally avoiding Meng Xuanhe.

"What's wrong with Xiao Qi?" Meng Xuanhe knew it was because of the caning. In the past, Xie Lin might have knelt down to express his gratitude, but it was probably Meng Xuanhe's previous words that gave him a new understanding.

Meng Xuanhe was not annoyed, but felt relieved instead.

Xie Lin still didn't say a word, so she walked to the bed and sat next to him.

"You have reason to hate me." Meng Xuanhe chuckled.

"I don't hate Her Royal Highness the Princess." Upon hearing this, Xie Lin turned around, and the seriousness in his tone seemed to be true.

"I just can't guess what Her Royal Highness is thinking." Sometimes it's good, sometimes it's bad. The ideas that were originally instilled were easily overturned, but they fell into the same trap again.

Confused, ignorant, and at a loss.

This is what Xie Lin was thinking.

"Then I won't guess." Meng Xuanhe said lightly. He would wake up sooner or later anyway, and he would hate her to death by then, so what was there to think about now?

"Your Highness, the twin brothers want to see you." Outside the house, Lin Zhao's shrill voice suddenly sounded.

Meng Xuanhe stood up after hearing this and prepared to meet him. This was their first meeting afterwards.

Xie Lin was startled, and felt the movement of the people around him to leave. Anxiously, he held Meng Xuanhe's hand with his backhand.

Delicate and boneless, soft and delicate.

"Your Highness, is there a new person in the mansion?"

His face turned pale instantly, and even the veins on his hand holding her were bulging. Under the white cloth that Meng Xuan couldn't see, there was even a hint of red at the corners of his eyes.

Meng Xuanhe didn't know how to start.

"Don't go see him, Xiaoqi is at fault." He was at a loss and annoyed the princess.

Xie Lin held her hand tightly at this moment, as if holding everything. Meng Xuanhe's eyes were complicated. She couldn't bear to pity him, but she couldn't bear to be cruel to him.

"No." Meng Xuanhe turned back and let him pull her. Xie Lin was like a baby who had just fallen to the ground and felt insecure. It was the princess' company that filled this uneasiness.

The two sat in the room in silence, but the atmosphere was relaxed and comfortable. Meng Xuanhe asked him, "Do you want to hear a story?"

Xie Lin nodded, and then she continued her story softly.

From the vast mountains and seas to the prosperity of the capital, from ordinary trivial matters to the martial arts of the rivers and lakes.

The outside world was colorful and full of brilliance. It was a new world that he had never seen before. Xie Lin was deeply attracted to it, and a rare emotion surged in his heart.

Meng Xuanhe said this in the hope that his worldview would return to normal. He should not be confined to this West Pavilion. He should wake up as soon as possible and let him return to Beiliang.

Not only did he heal his external injuries, he could also heal his mental illness, so he wouldn't go astray under the torture of the princess.

Even if the story was exciting, it couldn't resist the sleepiness at night. Under the flickering red candle, Xie Lin fell into a deep sleep, but his palm was still tightly holding Meng Xuanhe.

She reached out and pried open Xie Lin's fingers one by one, then pulled away.